Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society
State your farewell, stash your resources, and sharpen your blades, for it's the age of apocalypse. Technological worlds, fantasy worlds, mythical worlds, cultivation worlds, etc. all face an apocalypse these days. But this isn't natural. Having suffered in a looping apocalypse for 48 lifetimes, Rhizen establishes an intergalactic force to clean up all apocalyptic worlds, vowing to destroy the ender of everything, the Grade-3 System...Apocalypse! To stand against it were the band of broken heroes, once pitiful souls, but now grouped as vengeful victims, naming themselves… The Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society!
Surmounting Danger
Guoong!
A rumbling sound resounded as the lake at the centre of the Pitcher Plant Forest churned in response while the lid of the Pitcher Plant King opened.
The humanoid entity within was now fully formed, reaching a startling height of twenty metres, a titan-sized creature that exited the pitcher and took a seat at the top, calmly resting its hand on its chin.
The nectar within the pitcher of the Pitcher Plant King began to vaporise soon after as it spread around throughout the Pitcher Plant Forest, expanding outwards.
"Move!" Xuna couldn't hide her strength any longer, transforming into the Klock that coiled around Yihan as all her six available heads unleashed a thrust, sending them flying backward.
They hurriedly raised their altitude as much as possible as Xuna and Yihan felt a tad weak in response, feeling their muscles loosen up gradually.