Saving the World in an Apocalypse-Style Text Game-Chapter 806 - 387 Moving Power Bank—Amos

"Big bro! Hang in there, I’m on my way!"

Amos let out a small sigh after hearing the sincere response in the earpiece. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He had no choice, with his strength, facing off against the tenth Apostle Jeremiah alone didn’t guarantee a victory, not to mention he still had to kill the Demigod-level Agabus to become the sole victor.

He must eradicate everyone possible, using the ’Ceremony of the Dead’ to turn them all into higher-level undead that are even stronger.

Upon Cain’s death, he would possess three ’Abyss Dark Knights’, and by killing Jeremiah and his three followers, the number of higher-level undead would reach seven!

Higher-level undead not only become stronger than they were in life, they also gain a significant boost in strength when gathered in sufficient numbers.

The stronger and more numerous the higher-level undead become, the more they can to some extent reflect their power back onto the ’Catastrophe Witch’.

However, even with seven higher-level undead and a powerful Bone Dragon, the odds of triumphing over a being strong as a Demigod were still too low.

A fierce light flashed in Amos’s eyes.

He still had one last trump card!

Corpse Explosion was an ordinary Shell skill, but if it meant sacrificing seven higher-level undead, then Corpse Explosion would become a forbidden curse with terrifyingly lethal power!

Only this way could he have a chance to be the ultimate victor.

"Cain, don’t blame me, blame the fact that there can only be one victor... Even if you and I survived to the end, an inevitable battle would ensue,"

"Rather than waiting until then, it’s better to become my higher-level undead sooner and enhance my strength."

"After all, you... are destined to die!"

Amos thought emotionlessly.

"Big bro, just hold on a little longer, I got held up by something just now, but I’m almost there!"

Meanwhile, Cain’s voice, with a slight hint of apology, came through the earpiece.

Caught off guard, Amos was startled for a moment before pressing down his anger and speaking with utmost urgency, "Cain, what could possibly be more important than coming to my aid?"

"Huh, big bro, didn’t you notice the ’Soul Extinguishing Option’?"

"Maybe you were too focused on running away and didn’t realize that Jeremiah has lost track of you."

"Look, I just happened to bump into Jeremiah, and took the opportunity to solve the problem for you as a younger brother..."

Only then did Amos notice that in the corner, the ’Soul Extinguishing Option’ was throbbing and flashing.

He clicked to check and saw clearly marked on it,

[Tenth Apostle Jeremiah — Dead!]

Amos could hardly believe his eyes, how long had the game started?

How did the Tenth Apostle Jeremiah die? Were the three followers silently taken out with him?

"And big bro, I’m already here..."

Cain’s almost mocking words came through the earpiece.

[You suddenly feel an overwhelming sense of fear enveloping your body, making your hands and feet uncontrollably tremble.]

[You force yourself to turn your head and look behind you...]

[You see a figure glowing red, standing there when you have no idea when it appeared.]

[On its shoulder is a Crimson Greatsword as large as a door panel, with countless crimson auras swirling around like streams of blood.]

[Merely gazing at that not particularly muscular figure, you feel as if it were as towering and majestic as a mountain, wielding a force so immense it commands mortals and ants alike in unmatched might!]

[Merely looking at that Crimson Greatsword is like staring at a bloody, sinking sun, its corrupting power nearly driving one to gouge out their own eyes and scream in madness!]

[You have encountered ’Twelfth Apostle Cain’!]

[You can’t help but feel a chilling terror and an unprecedented oppressive force!]

Amos was horrified to death, "Cai-Cain, how could you..."

He stumbled over his words, unable to utter a complete sentence.

After all, his ’Catastrophe Witch’ Shell had reached Legend+ level, and its shell level had long surpassed one hundred.

Amos had seen Mythical Level Demigod BOSSes before, but when facing those terrifying BOSSes he could not match, the game text simply displayed ’you feel a very heavy pressure’.

And now, ’you can’t help but feel a chill and an unprecedented oppressive force!’ What the hell was that?!

Could it be that Cain was more powerful than those Mythical Level terrifying BOSSes?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Cain had only recently cleared difficulty level five, freshly standing out from the apostle selection.

Cain was merely a newly promoted apostle at difficulty level six, ranking at the very bottom of the apostles.

How could he possibly be stronger than him? How could he be stronger than him?!

No matter how disbelief plagued Amos, the game text couldn’t lie.

"Ah, big bro, even though there can only be one victor on this island, did you have to be so impatient?"

"As a younger brother, I wanted to join forces with you to take down Agabus. After Agabus’s death, even if I gave you the title of victor, what would it matter?"

"Now, you’re forcing me to kill you..."

[The glowing red figure, ’Twelfth Apostle Cain’, lifts the Crimson Greatsword, pointing its tip right at you...]

[Your limbs feel icy cold, and you wish you could turn and flee immediately!]

[The followers who have transformed into ’Abyss Dark Knights’ beside you sense their master is threatened; they roar silently, spurring their skeletal mounts into a charge, gripping their lances tightly, and bravely confronting the enemy!]

[Hooves strike the ground, leaving behind a path marked with burning green flame hoofprints, the two charging knights appearing as grim reapers returned from the netherworld!]

[The ’Wailing Bone Dragon’ flaps its bony wings to stir up a gale, opening up its jaws; a destructive power of undead breath starts to brew and converge within its mouth...]