Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



The collision between David's fist and the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger's paw generated a surge of airflow, causing nearby trees to topple and a sonic boom to resonate. It had to be admitted that the tiger's defense was indeed quite solid.

After David's punch pushed it back a couple of steps, the tiger steadied itself and charged forward once again. This time, its momentum was even stronger than before, as if it was evolving to become stronger when faced with challenges.

David continued to exchange blows with it, one punch after another aimed at the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger, attempting to break through its physical defenses with his fists. The tiger, on the other hand, kept twisting its body in an attempt to dodge David's attacks.

However, just as David threw another punch, the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger suddenly turned its body, and its tail cut through the air, heading for David's head.

"Trying the same trick again?" David murmured as the tail came dangerously close. At that very moment, he swiftly extended his hand, decisively grabbing the tail. The fur on the tail bristled like steel needles, but with the protection of his golden defense layer, the needles couldn't harm him. Clutching the tail firmly, David exerted a bit of force, then swung the tail of the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger up, lifting its several hundred kilograms of weight effortlessly.

After spinning it around twice, David flung the tail with both hands. Propelled by inertia, the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger was hurled some twenty to thirty meters away, crashing heavily onto the ground and toppling dozens of towering trees along the way.

Watching this scene, Viola stood there dumbfounded, involuntarily taking a sharp breath. She had thought that at most, David would be evenly matched with the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger, but who could have anticipated that he would toss it around like a sandbag? And he even had time to smile at it?

Viola looked at David in disbelief, as if compared to the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger, he was the scarier one. After all, this tiger weighed around seven to eight hundred kilograms, and even reached a ton.

This weight was an insurmountable gap for other esper in the wasteland world. Coupled with the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger's repeated attacks, David had also expended quite a bit of energy. However, even under these circumstances, David still had the absolute strength to execute a "short-range excursion" on the tiger.

Viola suddenly felt that her previous words might have underestimated David. The Purple-Gold Winged Tiger slowly rose from the ground, shaking off the debris and wood chips. The vividness of its purple-gold color became increasingly pronounced. Even its wings started flapping rapidly, with such a fast frequency that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

In an instant, the nearby trees experienced another violent gust, collapsing and falling to the ground. The Purple-Gold Winged Tiger bared its long fangs at David, its eyes brimming with a strong killing intent. It seemed determined to kill David here today, no matter what.

Although the tiger was furious, it didn't launch an immediate attack against David. Instead, it circled around him, searching for the best angle of attack.

David recalled Viola's words upon entering the Mutant Forest. Most of the mutants here possessed intelligence, capable of employing tactics and strategies in combat. It was clear that the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger was currently employing its own intelligence, aiming for a single deadly strike against David.

Finally, after circling around to David's right side, the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger didn't hesitate any longer. Its wings flapped rapidly as it lifted into the air, diving straight towards David. With the boost from its wings, its speed was twice as fast as before.

This was also the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger's ultimate move. It utilized its wings to lift itself into the air, descending upon its enemy from above to deliver a lethal blow. With this extraordinary technique, it had defeated numerous powerful mutants within the Mutant Forest, securing its position as the fifth-ranked formidable mutant there.

The rushing wind howled above David's head, mixed with the pungent odor emanating from the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger's body. It emitted a faint low roar.

David turned around, tilting his head to observe the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger hurtling towards him. This sight horrified Viola beside him. If the tiger crashed down, even a small hill would turn into a flatland, let alone a human body. She couldn't fathom what David was doing, frozen in such a perilous moment. Wasn't this equivalent to courting death? She thought of her Kui tribe's base, recalling those pieces of Dongpo pork.

Viola clenched her teeth and raised the iron fan in her hand. She quickly recited a series of cryptic and obscure incantations under her breath, causing the iron fan to rapidly enlarge in her grasp!

"Swift Wind, arise!" Viola shouted angrily. She swung the enlarged iron fan into the air, aiming it at the rapidly descending Purple-Gold Winged Tiger. A gust of swift wind surged up, carrying with it debris and gravel, whipping towards the tiger.

The Purple-Gold Winged Tiger sensed the wind instantly and its purple-golden aura instantly formed a protective shield around its body, rendering Viola's gust as ineffective as if it had hit an iron barrel.

"Uh-oh!" Viola cursed silently, her heart racing as she watched the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger drawing closer to David. In that instant, she felt doomed. The base was lost, the Dongpo pork was lost—everything was lost. She even found herself pitying David a bit, a rare sentiment. Even her full-strength wind seemed to have no effect on the current state of the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger. She thought David was out of options at this point, and at this crucial moment, David's eyes seemed to be half-closed.

David wasn't daydreaming; rather, after his battle with the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger earlier, he suddenly felt as if he had comprehended something. A vague, unexplainable force circulated within his fist. This power surpassed that of his Shattered Void Fist, even making him feel exhilarated. He stood there quietly, absorbing the infusion of this power into his body. It was like a surging river flowing over his fist, or the vast cosmic galaxy revolving around it.

David seemed to sense a force beyond this world, surging, overwhelming, vast, and oppressive. At that moment, the system suddenly sounded in David's ear.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for upgrading the Shattered Void Fist to the Galaxy Shatter Fist!]

Hearing the system's voice, David finally understood. It turned out that during his previous battle, his Shattered Void Fist had leveled up. The power of the Galaxy Shatter Fist continuously rolled over his fist, making David increasingly excited.

Meanwhile, the Purple-Gold Winged Tiger had also charged right up to him. Its steel-like claws were just a hair's breadth away from his nose. It seemed to be wearing an expression of smugness. Viola turned away in helplessness. Everything seemed to be too late.