Apocalypse Gachapon

The Headless Knights activated Charge, turning into streaks of light that shot toward the Dragon King Palace dungeon at 3,000 meters per second.

Their speed was only slightly inferior to that of the meteors, but not by much.

What truly mattered was that their numbers were 100 times greater than a single meteor.

“If the stream of light is some kind of monster, let’s see how many it can handle at once.”

The Headless Knights didn’t converge on a single point, but surrounded the stream of light from every angle.

Just as they were about to collide with the stream of light, a brilliant burst of radiance flared from within it.

A magnificent rainbow unfurled, and in the next moment, the 100 Headless Knights vanished into it at once.

Just like with the meteor, invisible hands reached out from the stream of light and pulled them inside before they could even make contact.

Their Charge failed to exert any force at all.

Lin Moyu closed his eyes and connected to their vision.

All summons could transmit sight to him, though not as humans perceived it, more like blurry sensory impressions.

The Headless Knights had entered a strange space. The space wasn’t large. With the 100 Headless Knights inside, about 1% of it was already filled.

Immediately, a crushing force pressed in from all directions. The Headless Knights struggled against it as negative effects washed over them.

But with the Immunity skill, none of those could take hold.

Under Lin Moyu’s command, they activated the Group Defense skill. The auras of the 100 Headless Knights merged into one, reinforcing the skill’s defensive threshold dramatically.

Although the Headless Horseman couldn’t break free from the space, the ubiquitous destructive force within that space still took a full five minutes to finally eliminate them.

The moment they died, they revived instantly inside the summon space. Not even the independent space could interfere with Lin Moyu’s skills.

Through this test, Lin Moyu confirmed the truth: the stream of light was a unique creature with an internal space, one that swallowed, crushed, and digested anything it captured.

The space possessed a trace of law force, which even devoured Detection spells, preventing any information from being gathered.

But the space was not infinite. The 100 Knights rampaging inside allowed him to estimate its size.

“About 9,000 to 10,000 Headless Knights should fill it to bursting.”

“In that case… I’ll stuff you until you burst.”

Since the undead troops revived normally even after being destroyed inside the creature, Lin Moyu had no further concerns.

The undead army surged forth at the command. With Headless Knights and skeletons together combined, their numbers reached a full 120,000, forming a dark, oppressive mass that looked like a black cloud.

Then the black cloud descended, pressing downward as it charged toward the stream of light below.

The stream of light reacted instantly, manifesting the rainbow once more.

It opened like a colossal maw, swallowing every undead troop who dived into it.

Lin Moyu watched closely, continuously receiving the incoming feedback from his undead troops.

When the Headless Knights stepped into the independent space within the stream of light, they immediately activated Group Defense.

The skill possessed a stacking trait, meaning its power increased with the number of Headless Knights involved.

Previously, 100 Headless Knights could maintain it for several minutes.

Now, with thousands casting it at once, its duration would be even longer.

But the independent space was extremely difficult to break. No matter how long they held out, they would eventually be crushed.

Lin Moyu knew this. What he wanted was to overload the independent space until it burst.

In an instant, more than 10,000 undead surged into the independent space, filling every inch.

The energy shield formed by Group Defense filled the independent space, pushing its limits to capacity.

At that moment, Lin Moyu gave the order. Every undead troop launched an attack against the stream of light.

Previously, any attack would have been absorbed into the independent space and rendered useless.

But now that the space was full, it could no longer absorb anything.

Every strike landed with full force.

The Skeletal Great Mages, now level 70 and elevated to legendary-grade, unleashed Elemental Rampage, the same skill wielded by the Skeletal King.

Though their raw power was lower, the improvement was dramatic.

Elemental Rampage detonated again and again against the stream of light.

The Skeletal Marksmen followed, drawing their bows to the limit. Their arrows vanished barely half a second after being fired.

Since the Skeletal Marksmen had advanced to legendary grade, their skill had changed as well.

Originally, they possessed only Soul Lock, which ensured their shots never missed.

Now, built upon Soul Lock, the skill had evolved into Soul Shot.

It retained the trait of Soul Lock, but its damage type had shifted from physical to soul damage.

For the Skeletal Marksmen, this transformation was like trading a rusty musket for a cannon—their offensive power soared.

The Skeletal Berserk Warriors and the remaining Headless Knights also charged forward, joining the assault.

The once-calm stream of light rippled under the relentless attacks, and colors flared violently.

Sometimes the light surged upward like a seven-colored waterfall; other times it roared like a swollen river, stirring dust across the ground.

Lin Moyu was stunned.

He had fought countless monsters and bosses, but never one that erupted in such chaotic, prismatic brilliance.

The colors burst like bubbles, and amidst the brilliance, Lin Moyu sensed chaotic and disorderly elemental auras.

Most bosses wielded only one or two elements, but the strange creature before him possessed an impossible multitude.

The battle lasted barely two minutes before the stream of light reached its limit.

It suddenly expanded into a massive multicolored bubble, then burst with a thunderous bang.

All the undead troops it had swallowed were blasted outward.

The creature wasn’t dead. The moment the bubble burst, it shrank rapidly and shot into the Dragon King Palace dungeon.

Only the small palace was left on the ground, a dungeon vortex swirling before it.

Then the palace whooshed into the dungeon vortex and disappeared.

“It ran?” Lin Moyu blinked, stunned.

He hadn’t expected this bizarre creature to flee into the Dragon King Palace, and even spit out the undead troops before escaping.

Clicking his tongue, he muttered, “The world really is full of wonders. To think there’s a monster like that.”

“When it turned into a bubble, it looked less like light and more like some kind of gelatinous substance.”

“The glow on its surface was just too bright, masking its true nature and making it seem like a thin stream of light.”

Standing where it had been, he noticed a shallow depression, several millimeters deep, confirming that the monster had some physical mass and weight.

If it were made of pure light, it shouldn’t have been virtually weightless.

The Dragon King Palace dungeon loomed ahead.

From the dungeon vortex, he sensed a mixture of auras.

Enter or not? The answer was obvious.

He had to fulfill his promise to Antares.

Even if danger lay within, he needed to see for himself.

Antares had warned him of the risks but also assured him that, with his abilities, he should at least be able to survive.

Lin Moyu took a deep breath, drew the Dragon King Certificate, and connected his consciousness to the dungeon vortex.

A gentle light erupted from the dungeon vortex and wrapped around him.

The delicate Dragon King Certificate shone in response, resonating with the dungeon vortex.

In the next moment, he was pulled inside and disappeared.

Not long after he entered, several powerful auras surged from the distance.

A group of peak-level Dragonkind class users flew over, landing before the dungeon entrance.

“The aura is gone. He’s entered the dungeon.”

“This is the Dragon King Palace… Lin Moyu actually obtained the Dragon King Certificate.”

“With his strength, it’s not surprising. What’s unfortunate is that the certificate ended up in human hands.”

“The Dragon King Palace should belong to us Dragonkind, yet we can’t enter, while a human can. What a joke.”

“Once you go in, you can’t just leave whenever you want.”

“Fall back. If Lin Moyu comes out, we’ll summon the Dragon King.”

The Dragonkind retreated several kilometers, watching from afar.

They wanted to kill him, yet they were simultaneous afraid of him.

Lin Moyu’s feats had already spread through the Dragonkind. He had slain a Dragon King. Compared to that, they were nothing.

All they could do was act as summoners.

Some even hoped he would die inside the Dragon King Palace.

Many Dragonkind prodigies had perished there throughout history.