Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

Shen Xi took a deep breath and gripped the Pangu Axe tightly.

Since you want a quick victory, I'll grant your wish.

Instead of retreating, he charged forward, heading straight for the tyrant's claws!

The Pangu Axe clashed with the claws, sparks flying. Shen Xi was forced back a step, and the Tyrant was also knocked back. Shen Xi's second axe followed, heading straight for the Tyrant's chest!

The tyrant dodged to the side, his sharp claws sweeping across!

Shen Xi raised his axe to block, and at the same time, the Primordial Bead in his left hand lit up, and the lightning chain exploded at point-blank range!

"boom!!!"

Purple arcs of electricity exploded in the Tyrant's chest, spurting black blood! The Tyrant let out a shrill roar, staggering backward. Shen Xi pressed her advantage, unleashing another Whirlwind Triple Slash!

On the first lap, a strike aimed at the tyrant's left knee!

On the second lap, slash towards the tyrant's right shoulder!

The third lap, straight for the tyrant's neck!

The tyrant couldn't dodge in time; his left knee was cleaved open, forcing him to kneel. The bone armor on his right shoulder shattered completely, gushing black blood. On his neck, a deep, bone-revealing wound was a horrifying sight!

Shen Xi raised the Pangu Axe, preparing for the final blow!

Just then, the tyrant's eyes suddenly turned blood red.

Berserker Blood, activated!

When health is below 30%, all attributes increase by 50%, and attack speed increases by 100%!

The tyrant's body swelled again, growing from four meters to four and a half meters tall. Its eyes turned completely blood red, and it let out a beast-like roar. That frenzied aura made the entire arena tremble.

It suddenly stood up and swept its sharp claws across!

Shen Xi raised his axe to block, but was sent flying by the enormous impact! He crashed heavily onto the edge of the arena, spitting out blood!

The tyrant charged forward, its claws tearing through the air, aiming straight for Shen Xi's chest!

The indomitable will is still cooling down!

Shen Xi rolled to the side, sharp claws grazing his shoulder, leaving three deep claw marks on his Kyoto Rhythm uniform. He rolled to his feet, but the tyrant's second claw was already upon him!

"Bang!"

Shen Xi was knocked away again, crashing heavily against the wall, spitting out blood once more.

The audience was on tenterhooks.

"The Primordial God!"

"It's over... the tyrant has gone berserk..."

"The Primordial God is about to collapse!"

Inside Kyoto, over 100,000 players stared at their screens, their faces pale.

On the stage, Shen Xi climbed up from the ruins and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

He stared at the tyrant, his eyes filled with nothing but cold killing intent.

The domineering aura cannot be used.

The Tyrant possesses an Iron Will, making it immune to all mental control skills. While the Sovereign's Intimidation can suppress all attributes, the Iron Will provides direct immunity.

It can only be used when a tyrant exerts monarchical pressure, thus canceling out the other's power.

But now that the tyrant is not using his monarchical authority, this tactic must be reserved.

The tyrant is still attacking relentlessly.

Shen Xi took a deep breath and gripped the Pangu Axe tightly.

We have no choice but to tough it out.

The tyrant charged forward again!

Its speed was incredible, its claws lashing out like a storm. Shen Xi raised his axe to block, but was forced back several steps by the impact. His health was dropping rapidly, and the wounds on his body were multiplying.

But he did not back down.

Because taking a step back means death.

The tyrant's attacks grew increasingly fierce and frenzied. Its sharp claws left wounds on Shen Xi's body, black blood mingling with fresh blood, flowing across the arena.

Just then, the tyrant's body suddenly stiffened for a moment.

Its right arm, the one whose bone armor had been cleaved open by Shen Xi, suddenly burst open in a cloud of black blood during the frenzied attack. The bone armor shattered, the muscles tore, and the entire right arm drooped down, never to be raised again.

The tyrant let out a painful roar and staggered backward.

Shen Xi's pupils contracted slightly.

He saw it.

Within the tyrant's body, the forces that had been forcibly devoured were spiraling out of control. Dark red light leaked wildly from the gaps in its bone armor, forming a chaotic vortex of energy around it. Its body began to contort, its muscles expanding, contracting, and expanding again, veins bulging, blood vessels rupturing, and black blood seeping from every pore.

This is it! It can no longer control the power within its body and is about to go berserk!

Dark red energy leaked wildly from the gaps in the tyrant's bone armor, forming a chaotic vortex around it. Like a wild beast out of control, the energy tore at its body, ripped apart its muscles, and shattered its bone armor. Black blood seeped from every pore, forming eerie patterns on its dark red skin.

The tyrant opened its mouth and let out a roar that was unlike any living creature. There was no reason in that voice, only a pure, insane desire for destruction.

It's completely out of control.

"roar!!!"

The tyrant slammed his right foot into the ground—a death stomp!

"boom!"

The entire arena trembled violently, and a crater several meters in diameter instantly formed centered on the spot where its right foot landed. Debris flew everywhere, and dust billowed into the sky.

But the tyrant did not stop.

Its left foot then stomped down, another fatal trampling!

"boom!!!"

the second time.

the third time.

the fourth time.

The tyrant's feet stomped the ground alternately, like a runaway pile driver, frantically and recklessly trampling the arena. Each stomp was accompanied by a terrifying shockwave, sending rubble flying like cannonballs in all directions, and dust obscuring the sky.

Surprisingly, it didn't cool down.

Death Stomp, a skill that originally had a 20-second cooldown, suddenly lost its cooldown at the moment the Tyrant went out of control. It was like a relentless machine of destruction, madly trampling everything in its path.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The stomping sounds were as dense as drumbeats, and the entire revenge arena teetered on the brink of collapse under the tyrant's frenzied trampling. The ground cracked, the stone slabs shattered, and the fragments were blasted into the air, only to be shattered by the next shockwave. Smoke and dust rose from the ground, growing thicker and thicker, until finally enveloping the entire arena in a hazy gray dust.

Below the stage, Lord Wu'an and the others were deathly pale.

They could only see occasional flashes of dark red light in the smoke and dust, and hear the dense, drum-like stomping sounds and the tyrant's frenzied roars. Even from this distance, the terrifying shockwave still made their chests feel tight and their eardrums buzz.

"I can't see anything..." Liu Qing's voice trembled slightly. "The smoke and dust are too thick; we can't see anything inside at all!"

"The Primordial God is still inside!" Zhao Tiejun shouted anxiously, instinctively rushing towards the arena.

Lord Wu'an grabbed him: "Are you crazy? Going into that level of battle is just suicide!"

"But the Primordial God...

"Trust him," Lord Wu'an interrupted Zhao Tiejun. "Since he dared to go alone, he must be confident."

Despite saying that, Lord Wu'an himself was very worried.

Inside Kyoto, over a hundred thousand players stared at their screens, seeing only a hazy expanse of dust. On the blood-red screen, occasional flashes of dark red light flickered within the dust, and the sounds of the tyrant's frenzied roars and the relentless stomping of his feet could be heard.

"What happened? Is the Primordial God still alive?"

"I can't see anything! The smoke and dust are too thick! Why isn't the system providing a clearer picture?"

"Primordial God...you must live..."

Countless people stared intently at the plume of smoke, their hearts pounding.

At the heart of the smoke and dust, Shen Xi was crouching behind a broken stone slab, panting heavily.

Smoke and dust filled the air, reducing visibility to less than a meter. But for him, that was no problem at all.

Eye of Truth, Divine Eye Special Effect, activated.

His eyes instantly took on a faint golden halo. His gaze pierced through layers of smoke and dust, through flying debris, through chaotic energy fluctuations, taking in everything on the entire arena.

The tyrant was about thirty meters in front of him.

Its condition was worse than Shen Xi had anticipated.

Its massive, four-and-a-half-meter-long body had shrunk to less than three meters. Large chunks of its dark red bone armor were shattered, and black blood seeped from every crack, pooling at its feet. Its right arm still hung limply at its side, completely useless. Although its left arm could still be swung, its movements were clearly deformed, and its strength was far less than before.

Its eyes turned a completely chaotic crimson, filled with nothing but pure madness.

The first Death Stomp can create a crater several meters in diameter on the arena.

On the tenth time, the diameter of the pit shrank by half.

On the twentieth attempt, it could only create a crack less than a meter wide.

The thirtieth time...

The tyrant's power is dwindling at a visible rate.

But its madness has not diminished in the slightest.

Shen Xi stared at the tyrant, her pupils slightly contracting.

It is self-destructing.

The forces forcibly absorbed were destroying its body from the inside. Its bones shattered, muscles tore, blood vessels burst, and internal organs were damaged. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before it exhausted itself to death.

But Shen Xi couldn't wait any longer.

He had to kill this tyrant with his own hands.

The Domination System's mission is clearly stated: Defeat the level 32 Gold Monarch "Tyrant Monarch".

If a tyrant exhausts himself to death, does that count as him killing him?

Shen Xi wasn't sure.

That's 10000 experience points, 10000 gold coins, 2000 reputation points, two gold-grade equipment boxes, 20 free attribute points, and two normal bonus draw cards. With such a huge reward, he absolutely cannot risk it.

I must kill it myself.

Shen Xi took a deep breath and stood up from behind the stone slab.

Smoke and dust rushed towards him, causing him to cough twice. But the divine vision effect of the Eye of Truth allowed him to clearly see the tyrant's location.

Thirty meters.

It's not too far.

Although the tyrant is already half-crippled, its frenzied trampling is still lethal, so we must be careful.

Shen Xi gritted her teeth and took the first step.

The Storm Boots clattered on the broken stone slabs, but the tyrant's stomping was so intense that the sound was completely drowned out.

The second step.

third step.

Shen Xi moved swiftly through the dust and smoke, his figure like a ghost. His Eye of Insight allowed him to see the trajectory of every flying piece of debris, and the gust effect of his Storm Boots propelled him to the limit.

He weaved through the rain of gravel.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

ten meters.

A tyrant is right before our eyes.

Shen Xi stopped and gripped the Pangu Axe tightly.

He stared at the tyrant's broken right arm, at the deep, bone-revealing wound on its chest, and at the horrifying laceration on its neck.

That is its most vulnerable spot.

The tyrant seemed to sense something, and his frenzied stomping suddenly stopped. His chaotic, scarlet eyes briefly regained a sliver of clarity.

It saw Shen Xi.

The tyrant opened his mouth, as if to say something. But only a few indistinct syllables escaped his throat.

Shen Xi didn't give it a chance to speak.

Bloodthirsty Thrust, activate!

His body shot out like a cannonball. The Pangu Axe drew a dark golden arc in the air, heading straight for the tyrant's neck!

The tyrant instinctively raised his left arm to block.

But it's too slow.

After being trampled more than thirty times, its strength has declined to less than 30% of its peak. Its agility has also plummeted, and its movements have become sluggish.

"Click."

The axe blade cleaved into the left arm, shattering the bone armor and spurting black blood. But the Pangu Axe did not stop; the blade sliced ​​through the bone and severed the muscle, emerging from the other side of the arm, and continued forward, slashing into the tyrant's neck.

"Click."

The second crisp sound.

Cervical spine fracture.

The tyrant's head drooped at an eerie angle, held together only by a layer of skin and flesh. Black blood gushed from the severed neck, splashing several meters high and drawing a black arc in the dust.

The tyrant's eyes were wide open.

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