Apocalypse Baby-Chapter 161: Annoying Shield

The Grim Lord swung its twin massive blades, the chains linking them rattling like thunder as it spun them with terrifying speed.

Each strike ripped through the air, the sheer force tearing through the ground, carving deep trenches with every slash.

The speed. The precision. The sheer power behind every swing—it was enough to send most warriors into a panic.

But Alex was unfazed.

His agility stats were too high, and with [Foresight] activated, he saw the attacks coming before they even happened.

He moved like a ghost.

Weaving. Dodging. Slipping past every monstrous strike with inches to spare.

Then there was an opening.

One that only someone with Alex speed could take notice of.

His eyes flashed.

Now.

With a swift counter, he angled his blade, [Shadow Fang], and deflected one of the Grim Lord’s swings.

Sparks flew.

The impact rattled his arm—the thing was absurdly strong—but he used the momentum to launch himself forward.

His body blurred.

[Blur] activated.

He shot through the air like a missile, blade aimed straight at the beast’s glowing eyes.

One clean strike.

That’s all he needed.

But then...

CLANG!

A barrier snapped into place, identical to the one that had blocked his explosions earlier.

Alex’s blade slammed into the invisible forcefield, stopping dead.

His pupils shrank.

"Dammit!"

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He gritted his teeth and immediately kicked off the air, flipping backward.

As he landed, he dismissed [Shadow Fang] and summoned [Murzok Fangblade].

The twin dagger wasn’t ideal for defending the Grim Lord’s chain blade.

The Grim Lord raised its massive blade, pointing it straight at Alex.

"This is where you fall, Alex Hunt."

Alex tilted his head, his expression unreadable.

Then, with a smirk, he replied,

"Oh? There is no advantage you have over me that would give you the imagery of your victory."

The Grim Lord scowled.

"If you have nothing useful to say, then keep quiet," Alex’s grin widened. "Silence is far scarier."

The Grim Lord’s frown deepened.

A low growl rumbled from its throat as its armies surged forward, a wave of monstrosities charging with bloodlust.

Their numbers were overwhelming.

Hundreds—no, thousands.

The ground shook beneath their thundering steps, their roars filling the battlefield like a storm about to break.

From above, they must have looked like a swarm of death itself, rushing straight for the enemy.

But Alex just grinned.

Slowly, he curled his fingers.

Click.

He had planned for this.

Earlier, when his explosion disks failed to reach the armies, he had summoned more and redirected them.

Planting them on the battlefield ground—waiting.

And now?

The enemy was mindlessly stepping directly unto his trap as they frantically attacked.

Alex snapped his fingers.

And then...

BOOM!

The ground erupted.

A chain reaction of explosions ripped through the battlefield, blasting massive craters into the earth.

Flames erupted in a violent bloom, engulfing the undead army in waves of scorching fire.

BOOM!

Another detonation sent shockwaves rippling outward, shaking the very ground.

BOOM!

A third explosion roared to life, the force obliterating the weaker undead, scattering their remains into ashes.

Then more exploded, turning the battlefield into an inferno.

Smoke billowed, rising in dark plumes as charred remains crumbled to the ground.

But even with the devastating power of the explosions, some undead still stood.

Unshaken. Unbroken.

Alex narrowed his eyes.

More were still coming.

Without hesitation, he snapped a command.

Immediately, his clones burst forward, sprinting across the scorched earth with wild grins on their faces.

Each clone wielded a different weapon—massive broadswords, twin daggers, spears, and a magic staff—all drawn from Alex’s vast arsenal, thanks to his loot from the Cockatrice King’s cave.

The Grim Lord, watching the destruction unfold, frowned.

Its glowing eyes flickered with fury as it took in the scene—its undead horde diminished, scattered, burning.

Then, its expression twisted into rage.

With a guttural snarl, it gritted its teeth and lunged forward.

Runes flared to life along its massive arms, glowing an eerie red.

Then...

FWOOSH!

Fire exploded from its hands.

The flames crawled down its arms, surging toward the hilt of its enormous blade.

The steel turned molten, glowing red-hot as the flames coiled around it like a living creature.

The air around the weapon twisted and warped from the unbearable heat.

Then it attacked.

Alex’s eyes flashed with focus as he narrowly dodged the Grim Lord’s devastating strike.

WHOOSH!

The sheer force of the attack split the air, the speed even greater than before.

Alex vanished in a blur, reappearing instantly beside the Grim Lord, his blade poised for a counterattack.

There!

With precise aim, he drove his sword toward the beast’s ribs—

CLANG!

The blade slammed into an invisible wall.

A magic barrier. Again.

Alex’s eyes narrowed.

The way the barrier activated—almost instant, as if it was automatic.

Before he could react further—

The Grim Lord swung a massive backhand, aiming to swat him like an insect.

WHAM!

But it only hit a blur—an afterimage.

Alex had already moved.

In the next instant, his arm latched onto the Grim Lord’s massive limb, gripping it tightly.

The beast growled in frustration, trying to shake him off, but Alex held on like unbreakable steel.

Then...

SHRRRK!

The Grim Lord’s arm suddenly shifted.

Dark vines shot out from its flesh, twisting like writhing snakes—

Each tipped with razor-sharp edges.

Alex’s eyes widened.

There was no choice but to let go.

He kicked off, launching himself away just as the deadly tendrils lashed through the air where he had just been.

SLASH!

A massive blade came next, tearing downward.

Alex twisted in midair, barely dodging.

Before he could land, the Grim Lord charged again, its massive body closing the gap instantly.

It wasn’t giving Alex any room.

No space to breathe. No chance to counter.

Alex’s heart pounded.

Then..

His mouth opened, and he screamed using [Sonic Howl]

WHOOOOOM!

A powerful shockwave erupted from his lungs, ripping through the air like an explosion.

The attack hit the Grim Lod pushing it backward, but there was no damage.

Once again, the magic barrier shimmered to life, blocking the force completely.

Alex clicked his teeth in frustration.

This confirmed it.

The defense was automatic.

No conscious activation, no delay—just an unbreakable shield that triggered the moment an attack made contact.

Annoying.

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He raised his hand, fingers poised to snap.

A single movement and the explosion disks he had placed on the Grim Lord’s arm would detonate.

That was the plan.

Except...

Nothing happened.

Alex’s brows furrowed.

He snapped again.

Still nothing.

His eyes flickered to the beast’s arm.

The disks were gone.

Vanished. Just like before.

The Grim Lord let out a low, cracked laugh.

"I told you earlier, human…Your puny tricks won’t work on me."