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!
Before Chief Yubak could persuade him otherwise, Yihan dripped a drop of his blood on the extended tongue of the Hoil Bee statue. His blood was absorbed by the statue in a matter of seconds as its eyes lit up, unleashing a beam onto Yihan who began to grunt in response.
Immediately following that, a dense stream of Nacre emerged from the statue and flowed into Yihan, slowly morphing his body as a horn grew on his forehead.
"This is…?" Even Rhizen was shocked to see a tendril of Luck exit the Hoil Bee figure that was within the bubble at the top of the luck tower. And this tendril tangled with Yihan's Luck before forming a connection.
'He's inheriting this power instead of the Mutated Beast itself.' Rhizen probed through things, understanding the new power mechanic. It was closer to the power used by the Blight Humans than the Horned Humans from the other worlds.