Chapter 1607- Not smooth
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1607- Not smooth (Teaser)

The moment the collision began, the battle was already decided.

Though the polar bear cavalry was small in number, the deliberate contraction of the battle lines had unknowingly concentrated the mutant creatures into a dense mass. When these terrifying riders charged in, the marine mutants fell like harvested wheat, their bodies sliced apart by the massive cleavers, their lives extinguished in an instant.

They weren’t without retaliation—cyan beams from their glowing eyes and all manner of attacks, familiar and unfamiliar, rained down on the polar bear cavalry. Yet no matter the assault, the worst it did was stagger a rider or their mount, drawing a few drops of blood from their fur-cloaked bodies. Not a single rider fell. Their formation remained flawless, their charge unbroken.

In moments, the mutant ranks were shattered, collapsing into complete disarray.

The Motley Crusaders’ approach was brutally simple—no high-tech gadgets, no dazzling tactics.

Just disciplined, unified execution.

And, of course, the undeniable might of the muta