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Chapter 245

Author: Salted Orange Juice
The other guy was piloting a motorhome and slaughtering gods, while he was riding a Gargoyle, playing the coward on the run. Comparing himself to that just made his blood boil.

Still, shock aside, Dennis quickly steadied himself. He lifted his gaze skyward.

"It's not over yet. The real danger's only just starting."

Dennis murmured to himself, his voice shaking. "Those two Level 6s were nothing more than the Pale Lord's servants..."

Inside the motorhome, Jake had clearly already come to the s
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  • God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse   Chapter 246

    The instant Jake locked eyes with those lofty pale eyes, the Pale Lord... moved.It took one step forward. No sonic boom. No shockwave. It was as if a single frame had simply been cut from a video. One moment, the ornately armored Pale Lord still hovered among the clouds, a kilometer up. The next, an immaculate, dust-free boot had already settled softly onto the scorched, ravaged ground below.An invisible yet almost tangible weight of terror rippled outward from where it stood, spreading in every direction. Rubble on the ground trembled without a sound, and fine dust rose defying gravity itself.Not far from where the Pale Lord's foot had landed, the Level 6 Pale Warrior— the one whose wings had been shattered and whose spine had been blasted apart, its regeneration still struggling to keep up with only half a body remaining — seemed to see a flicker of hope.Ignoring the agonizing pain from its shattered spine, it clawed at the ground with its one remaining functional hand, dra

  • God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse   Chapter 245

    The other guy was piloting a motorhome and slaughtering gods, while he was riding a Gargoyle, playing the coward on the run. Comparing himself to that just made his blood boil.Still, shock aside, Dennis quickly steadied himself. He lifted his gaze skyward."It's not over yet. The real danger's only just starting."Dennis murmured to himself, his voice shaking. "Those two Level 6s were nothing more than the Pale Lord's servants..."Inside the motorhome, Jake had clearly already come to the same conclusion. There was no celebration of victory."Warm-up's over."Jake took a slow breath. "Now comes the real boss fight."According to the intel Dennis had passed along through Raina, the pale figure hovering above was Level 7 — the so-called Pale Lord — and apparently royal blood among the Pale Kin, no less."Level 7..."Jake's eyes narrowed slightly.At a stage where even Level 5 zombies could dominate a whole territory, what did Level 7 even mean? If Level 6 was a difference in k

  • God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse   Chapter 244

    Not far away, the Pale Warrior that had been waiting for rescue went completely blank. It stared, stunned, at the pile of mangled flesh on the ground, the hope in its eyes freezing over, collapsing into a bottomless emptiness and despair.Dead?Its kin — stronger than itself even — hadn't gotten within reach of the enemy at all, and it was just... gone? Without even a whole body left behind?Inside the motorhome, Jake glanced at the heap of gore and smirked."So you're not all born with a deadpan face after all. You've got quite the range of expressions once you're actually dying."With that, Jake checked the ammo consumption and immediately felt a stab of physical pain, clutching his chest."Those three seconds burned through more than five hundred PLUS2 rounds!"Converted to standard rounds, that's fifty thousand!"Such a waste! What a waste!"Jake's heart was bleeding....At the same time, in the distance, every player stood frozen, jaws hanging open, eyes practically bu

  • God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse   Chapter 243

    A kilometer out, the axe-wielding Pale Warrior had already pushed its speed to the absolute limit. It had seen its kin's miserable state, and that sight fueled a fury beyond words. How dare these insects defile the Pale Kin?It would tear that black steel box to pieces, drag every insect inside out one by one, and swallow them alive.It was confident. With its speed, with wings tough enough to shrug off a missile strike, nothing could stop its charge.Closer!Eight hundred meters! Five hundred meters!It had already raised the massive war axe in its grip, terrifying power coiling through its muscles.Then—Zzzt—A high-pitched whir of spinning machinery cut abruptly through the battlefield noise.Then—BRRRRRRRRRRRT—!!!A sound wave impossible to describe erupted without warning at eleven thousand rounds a minute.What did that even mean? Roughly one hundred and eighty rounds leaving the barrels every single second.Atop the motorhome, the 1130 CIWS's eleven thick barrels

  • God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse   Chapter 242

    The Pale Warrior wasn't dead.Even with a hole the size of a bowl blown clean through its spine, even with shredded organ fragments and pale blood scattering across the sky, it still hung there in midair, refusing to fall.That was the terrifying vitality of a Level 6 god's kindred.A wet, writhing sound rose from the wound. Countless pale strands of new flesh seemed to move with a will of their own, weaving and growing at a frantic pace, straining to close that fatal hole.Hyper-regeneration. It was a racial talent hardwired into the Pale Kin. As long as the spine itself wasn't destroyed, they were undying war machines.It needed to get away. Get back up to altitude, wait for the wound to heal, and then come back to crush every last insect inside that cursed "tin can", piece by piece.But it had only risen ten meters off the ground when—BANG—!Another gunshot, tolling like a death knell, rang out.There was no suspense left in it. The second PLUS2 High-Explosive Armor-Pierci

  • God Mode RV Reigns the Apocalypse   Chapter 241

    How dare a filthy zombie lay hands on the noble body of a god's kindred?The Pale Warrior let out a furious roar, its whole body's muscles surging as terrifying strength erupted through it.It wrenched its arm hard and tore the Tyrant clamped to it clean in half. Foul black blood rained down, drenching it head to toe.But even reduced to only half a body, that Tyrant kept its jaws locked on the creature's arm, and the remaining four clenched every muscle they had, using their own body weight to drag against its movement.They didn't need to kill it.They just needed to buy one instant. Even a single instant of rigidity.The Pale Kin tried to break free, tried to take flight, but with five suicidal Tyrants tangled around it, its vision was obstructed, its motion disrupted — and the flawless, flowing form it had shown was finally cracked wide open.Its back — the spine arched slightly from the strain of its own strength — lay completely exposed to the open air.…Inside the moto

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