Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 612: Railgun

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Chapter 612: Railgun

Once the divination was complete, Takeuchi Mayumi put away her brush.

But after performing the ritual, she looked visibly weakened.

Some members of the group eagerly crowded around to read the omen, while others pretended to be indifferent—yet their eyes still drifted toward it involuntarily.

As the leader, Phoenixin Ren grabbed the scroll himself and read it carefully.

His eyes grew brighter as he read, the corners of his lips curving into a wider and wider grin.

“They’re on their way. And there’s a lot of them.” ƒгeewebnovёl_com

Jinguji gave a displeased "tch," while some of the others remained calm and a few looked visibly excited.

Phoenixin raised his head and began assigning tasks one by one.

“Takizawa and Wagatsuma, you two head southeast.”

As a couple, Takizawa Takashi and Wagatsuma Nanako nodded, grabbed their weapons, and left the warehouse.

“Nobunaga, you go west. The enemies there are just your type.”

Tsukamoto Nobunaga, the lazy-looking samurai, said nothing. He simply picked up his katana and walked out silently.

“Daiku Kai, you go east. The fortune favors you in that direction today!”

The towering, bear-like man with a black face, Daiku Kai Enjin, slung a cello case over his shoulder and also left.

Phoenixin distributed assignments based on Takeuchi’s divination from the scroll.

Soon, more than half the room had emptied out.

The short-haired high schooler was named Nishitokoba Satoru.

He remained completely oblivious to all of this, grinning as he cooked lunch.

Phoenixin squatted beside him, pulled a silver spoon from his coat, and scooped a spoonful of soup from the pot to taste.

He took a sip, then let a look of bliss spread across his face.

“Delicious. Another satisfying meal.”

It was hard to say whether he meant the food, or the upcoming battle.

Linhai City.

Though Jiangnan District’s headquarters hadn’t arrived in person, they had already pinpointed Eclipse Moon’s location via satellite tracking.

Tu Yunlie, head of the Combat Division, was personally overseeing the operation.

Though "overseeing" was mostly just observing.

The Jiangnan Superhuman Union had only recently been formed, and the outer-city Superhuman factions didn’t yet fully obey their commands.

The ten Superhuman teams, using intel from the Operations Division, had already formed a surrounding net and were beginning to close in.

Southeast quadrant.

Here, the advancing force was Peng Jialuo’s team from Heying City.

He brought twenty elite fighters, including six powerful Superhumans.

The rest were skilled snipers, scouts, and demolition experts.

The ten teams had agreed beforehand to surround Eclipse Moon from different directions.

No one was taking this Neon-origin group lightly—after all, they were strong enough to have wiped out all factions in a city.

That said, no one believed the mission would fail.

They had home-field advantage, satellite intel, and a massive numbers lead.

Compared to Eclipse Moon, who were stranded in foreign territory and blind to their surroundings, they were dozens of times stronger.

Even if they had to win by sheer numbers, they could drown them in bodies.

At least, that’s what Peng Jialuo believed.

The Heying Superhumans trudged through the snow, cautiously advancing.

They kept in constant radio contact with the other teams.

“This is Peng Jialuo. We’ve arrived near the target area.”

Replies quickly came in:

“We’re at the perimeter too.”

“Closing in—ETA three minutes.”

“Good. Once everyone’s in position, we close the circle. Stay sharp—no reckless moves.”

“Heh, you really think we made it this far by being reckless?”

Peng Jialuo ended the transmission and didn’t rush in.

He was just about to order a scout ahead to survey the terrain when his pupils suddenly shrank.

He’d spotted a figure walking slowly down the street ahead.

A man with slightly long hair, dressed in a black combat uniform.

“Just one guy…?”

Peng Jialuo was surprised. His nerves tensed. He immediately ordered his men to get ready.

He also reported the situation over comms.

“This is Peng Jialuo—we’ve made contact with an enemy! It’s only one person!”

“One? Aren’t there supposed to be thirteen of them? Be careful—the others might be hiding.”

“See what he does first.”

Just as Peng Jialuo was about to respond, a harsh static screech suddenly pierced his ears, making him wince in pain.

He furrowed his brows and was about to curse—

When he saw the man stop a few hundred meters away, still staring at them indifferently.

His left hand was still lazily stuffed in his pocket.

But with his right hand, he pulled out a coin, holding it between thumb and forefinger.

In the next instant, white lightning burst violently from his body!

That coin became the bullet in a railgun, tearing through the air and space as it screamed toward the Heying team!

The lightning was so fast that no one expected him to strike first.

Before they could react, one Superhuman took the hit straight to the chest!

A blackened, smoldering hole was left behind—his eyes filled with disbelief as he collapsed, dead.

“He actually struck first?!”

Peng Jialuo couldn’t believe it.

They were the hunters—how could the prey bare its fangs first?!

“D**n Neon scum—kill him!”

Even Peng Jialuo’s usual calm couldn’t take the blow of watching a comrade die before his eyes.

With a furious roar, his body suddenly swelled.

Golden light wrapped around him.

His muscles bulged, his frame shot up in height—

He transformed into a three-meter-tall golden Buddha!

Heying City’s Vajra Unit — Peng Jialuo, codename Diamond Invincible!

Though caught off guard, they still had the numbers advantage.

With a Delta-class Superhuman like Peng Jialuo in charge, they weren’t afraid of someone attacking solo.

They were certain—the advantage was theirs!

Everyone activated their powers, ready to crush Takizawa Takashi on the spot.

But just then, from somewhere distant, a low, haunting melody echoed through the air.

It was deep and thick—like the sound of a bamboo flute.

The eerie music floated over concrete buildings and descended upon the Heying Superhumans.

The world around them began to distort strangely.

Colors fragmented.

It looked like countless multicolored butterflies fluttered before their eyes.

Everything twisted out of shape.

Their minds grew foggy.

Their limbs no longer knew where to go.

Peng Jialuo shouted, “Mental-type ability! Block your ears!”

But in the very moment the music started, Takizawa Takashi had already raised both arms—

Eight coins glinting between his fingers.

With a crackling explosion, railgun blasts surged from the coins, each releasing a bolt of wild silver lightning that tore through the air—

Eight streaks of silver arcs screaming toward the stunned Heying squad!

Author's Note

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