Semua Bab The Apocalypse Hoarder: Bab 391 - Bab 400

Because of all that, Thorgan instinctively began to picture Cyrus as a bloodthirsty demon. "This time, he must be furious. He might come straight for Willowford East next and slaughter everyone! Grandpa made me promise to protect the village. And now that I have found love, there is no way I can sit back and let him destroy my happiness."But what was he supposed to do? Thorgan did not dare confront Cyrus head-on.Up to this point, he had never personally killed anyone. At most, during clashes with neighboring villages, he had used ice and snow to force people back. That was the limit of his experience.He turned the problem over in his head again and again until he finally reached a conclusion. There was only one solution. Two words: peace talks.The instant the idea formed, his heart began to race. "I'm a genius! Coming up with something this risky, wow. But for the sake of the entire family… and, heh, for Lily too. I'm all in!"He rushed to his computer, powered it on, and star

"I'm calling this time because I want to talk things out properly. How about we stop fighting and make peace?"When Cyrus heard this, a cold laugh escaped him. "Hahaha! Make peace? Are you joking?"His voice dropped, icy and sharp. "From the very beginning until now, you people have been the ones provoking me. So now that you can't beat me, you want to beg for peace? There's no such logic in this world."On the other end of the line, Thorgan stiffened at once. He sat frozen in his chair as cold sweat soaked his back. In truth, he was terrified. In his mind, Cyrus had become the God of Destruction."No, that's not what I mean. I'm asking for your forgiveness. Everything that happened was our village's fault. And since we failed to harm you and suffered heavy losses ourselves, could you show us some mercy? To prove our sincerity, you may make any demand you wish." Thorgan's voice shook with tension.Cyrus heard it clearly and felt a flicker of surprise. If Willowford East truly want

The moment the words left his mouth, regret hit Thorgan.Being a hero was not easy. He had survived his earlier encounters with Cyrus for one reason only: caution. He had kept his distance, relied on long-range attacks, and hidden behind defensive tricks. The instant he imagined closing the gap, 100 different ways to die raced through his mind.With a dull thud, Thorgan's chubby legs gave out. He dropped to his knees, his face clouded with dread. "I'm done for… I'm really done for this time."…Across town, Cyrus set his phone on the table and turned his attention to planning the afternoon meeting.By now, he had a clear understanding of Thorgan's ice-type powers. The mutant excelled at offense and defense through snow and ice, along with large-scale environmental control. The abilities were impressive, but they remained fundamentally physical in nature.Physical attacks happened to be exactly what Cyrus's Dimensional Gate handled best.From his perspective, Thorgan posed no rea

Thorgan hauled himself from the riverbank onto the road. Thick snow had compacted into a slab of ice, and only the light snowfall that came down gave him enough traction to keep from slipping again.He swallowed hard and braced his hands on his knees beside the roadside. He took several deep breaths. That last gasp of icy air had nearly frozen his lungs, and his throat still felt as though tiny knives had sliced it open.After he recovered a little, he pulled out his phone and dialed Cyrus. "I'm already at the riverbank. How do I get over to you? Your place is surrounded by traps. I don't dare go any closer.""No need," a cold voice replied from ahead. "I'm already here."Thorgan looked up and met Cyrus' dark, icy gaze.One of them stood armed to the teeth. The other looked like a walking snowball, wrapped in layers of winter clothing. One appeared tall and composed. The other gasped for breath, awkward and miserable.The contrast looked almost ridiculous. Cyrus had imagined a ve

Cyrus knew exactly how to handle someone timid, cowardly, and overly sensitive at heart like Thorgan. Offer a touch of affirmation, and he would give you his whole heart in return.With people like this, brute force or intimidation was unnecessary. A gentle approach worked far better.Sure enough, the instant Thorgan heard Cyrus' words, his emotions burst free. 'Out of consideration for me? Does that mean Cyrus acknowledges me? Someone this powerful, someone this terrifying, actually recognizes me?'"Thank you!" he said, deeply moved. To Thorgan, it was an honor beyond words."Don't get excited yet," Cyrus replied evenly. "I have another condition. From now on, you will obey every order. No questions. No refusals."A subordinate with formidable ice-and-snow abilities was exactly what Cyrus wanted. Killing Thorgan and, by extension, Willowford East offered no real benefit. Sparing them, earning goodwill, and bringing this man under his wing held real value.Thorgan hesitated. "Eve