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!
Xuna Vs Fornol Empress (Part 2)
"I'm Xuna, the enemy you can never hope to defeat."
Hearing the opponent convey with a light chuckle irritated Feleokruna, so much so that she seethed in anger. But an instant later, she calmed herself, glaring at the opponent to shout, "Your horn is pretty."
"I would love to make a necklace out of it."
"I was looking for a wig myself, but…" Xuna shook her head, sighing in response, "But yours is too ugly. Never mind, I'll just use a cheap hair dye. That's better."
"This bitch!" Feleokruna aimed at Xuna and unleashed a laser beam, impacting her location to melt through the sand, creating a puddle of lava.
Xuna was in the air now, relying on a rocket to evade the laser beam. Her left hand held the rocket while in her right was her gun in its canon form. She aimed at Feleokruna and shot a cannonball.
"Kyak!" Feleokruna was surprised at the attack as she leaped to the side, evading the attack as a wave of sand fell on her, burying her underneath.