If things became too difficult, he could even abandon the current mission, retreat from Sunny Hills, accept a three-level demotion, and slowly rebuild his strength later.
He had been backed into a corner. Seizing a chance for survival was the only path forward.
And once Memphis was dead, he could claim the beautiful woman at his side...
Cormac licked his lips in anticipation, while Nicky carefully suggested:
"First Leader, should we leave the Second Leader behind to guard the camp?"
Seeing Memphis not arguing back as he usually did, Wallflower felt somewhat comforted. While keeping her eyes on the road, she slowly began to explain:"Their plan is essentially identical to the one you discussed with Nicky, except that Tobin will be the one staying behind to guard instead of Graham, and the location will be closer to Sunny Hills, not midway."Memphis raised an eyebrow. It seemed Nicky was trustworthy enough, not someone who would suddenly turn on him.Why would Memphis trust the guy just based on a few promises and a vial of fake poison? Normally, Memphis would find it hard to trust anyone, but with Wallflower's fourth-tier Insight, he had l
Watching them leave, Tobin squinted, then called over another trusted subordinate and ordered:"Pass down the orders from the First Leader and Second Leader. All soldiers under their command must immediately turn in their weapons for inspection and maintenance, in preparation for the final battle."He paused, then added with a malicious tone:"Also, tell them to drink plenty of water from the supply truck that just arrived. Drink a lot, it’s mineral water. Once the intense battle starts, there won’t be any time to drink."The subordinate didn’t
At the same time, snow began to fall around them, soon turning into a blizzard. Each flake that touched the members of Sunny Hills caused them to shiver uncontrollably. Muscles tightened, and teeth chattered from the bitter cold.However, the snow evaporated before even touching Cormac, dissipating into thin mist. Though unaffected physically, Cormac’s fury only grew as he shouted coldly:“Shoot him!”At Cormac’s command, the dozen or so men around him all drew their guns, unloading a barrage of bullets toward Memphis. The storm of metal rained down on the ice barrier, chipping away at it, embedding deep into its surface. Some bullets s
Cormac let out a weary breath, drained from using up a significant portion of his potential points. But as he looked at the scene before him, a chilling dread welled up inside."An illusion? A decoy? An ambush?"He quickly realized something was terribly wrong, and the urge to flee surged within him. The enemy had taunted him, luring him into wasting many attacks. This had all been a ploy to distract and deplete his energy while setting up an ambush around him.He had already used up nearly a third of his stamina and mental power. Having lost the element of surprise, he was now in the worst possible position—vulnerable to an enemy lurking in the shadows.
At the last possible moment, Cormac’s eyes flared with fiery rage, and he roared:"Fire Body!"His defensive class skill, Fire Body.With a thought, his entire body burst into wild, blue-purple flames, radiating an unbearable heat. The mutant dog’s sharp claws swiped through Cormac’s flaming head but passed right through without resistance, leaving no trace.The Big Black Dog, disbelieving, snapped its jaws at Cormac’s fiery shoulder, but its bite only met flames, causing its mouth to sizzle and burn. A dense frost aura enveloped Memphis, a brilliant, icy white light swirling around him. His burst strength activated, doubling all of his stats. He pointed toward the sky, his voice icy and calm:"Let’s test Soul Suppression on a human for the first time. Take it easy, just eight points of intelligence."A thick, overwhelming surge of mental power gathered like a raging flood and then exploded outward. Starting from Memphis, the phantom wave crashed across the distance, slamming down on the Fire Human with brutal force, detonating like a summer firework."Urgh…" A silver, ethereal glow appeared around Memphis, cracking like fragile glass, ready to shatter completely in just a few more seconds.“Damn it.”Jarred felt the gravity of the situation. This was Memphis’s life-saving skill, the third-tier Illusionary Sphere. Once it activated, it meant the person was on the verge of death, with their life hanging by a thread. If the situation didn’t turn around soon, death was inevitable.“Boss, wake up! Wake up!”Jarred held both of Memphis’s arms tightly, shaking him violently in an atApocalypse System: How To Destroy My Resources? Chapter 398:
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The soul—an exact replica of himself—stood watch over his mind. Now, it was being tightly bound by a seal made of countless overlapping squares and circles. Every thought that arose had to "pass through" this seal, be molded by its endless shapes, thousands upon thousands of repetitions, until all thoughts turned into "Self-harm.""Haha, how interesting, truly fascinating. So, this is the essence of the skill... If I can somehow create a 'mold' and impose it on a target, I could make that person generate endless thoughts identical to the 'mold'..."Memphis kept thinking deeply, despite the pain and discomfort surrounding him, as he continued to mumble to himself with Soul Type:<