In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

The cold numbers on Zhang Yi's tactical goggles jumped wildly, finally settling on a solemn number—50000 points.

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes. This was the second time he would face an enemy of knight level.

However, the mad tyrant, deprived of national resources and driven to a state of mental madness, was clearly less oppressive than Zheng Lou.

No, it's because he's stronger than before!

The resources he gained after conquering the kingdom led to a fundamental leap in his overall strength. Under Ling's guidance, his ability to use his special powers also improved by leaps and bounds.

Now, he can stand up to the mad tyrant!

The Mad Owl, a monster that seemed to have crawled out of the abyss of shadows, merely stood there, and the "Shadow Erosion" power emanating from its body caused the surrounding space to distort and peel away, like an oil painting being crumpled by an invisible hand.

That was not simple destruction, but a more thorough "erasure".

The light around him dimmed, sound was swallowed up, and even the basic particles that make up matter lost their dimensions under that strange power, collapsing into absolutely flat, lifeless two-dimensional shadows.

The ground and the broken mountains, once touched by that ink-like shadow, instantly lose their thickness, turning into a rubbing on the wall, retaining the outline of their former lives, yet now eternally silent.

"Conventional attacks are ineffective. Energy attacks will be two-dimensionalized, but cannot be completely absorbed, so excessive energy attacks will have an effect."

Zhang Yi's voice reached the ears of Odin, King Arthur, and the others, calm and undisturbed.

"However, we can defeat him! Let's join forces and take care of the enemy in front of us first!"

"You help me find out his weaknesses. I'll take the hits for you."

As the strongest force in the coalition, Zhang Yi issued the order directly.

Regardless of what others think, if they want to live, they must cooperate with Zhang Yi in the fight!

Odin had already suffered a heavy blow and believed that his attack was weak and ineffective.

With an ability index of 37000, he seemed unqualified to participate in this great battle; Zhang Yi had pulled too far ahead of him.

Zhang Yi was still willing to give him another chance, since having more strength would always increase the chances of winning.

Even one more cannon fodder is better than nothing.

"We have no way out now, we can only fight!"

Benjamin Morgan's voice came through, accompanied by a rustling sound.

In his palm, he handled a thick stack of banknotes with remarkable fluidity, as if they were playing cards.

With his luxurious attire, including a pure gold necklace and gemstone rings, he gave off the impression of an incredibly wealthy nouveau riche!

This is the president of the Natural Science Association, a major capitalist and financier who controls the economic lifeline of the entire country.

Even the abilities gained after the mutation are related to money!

Money is his power; the greater his wealth, the stronger his power.

The mad owl let out a hoarse sneer. He raised his hand, his fingertips flowing with a thick, inky shadow. "It is your honor to be a part of my art."

"Honor? Let Odin's spear show you what divine judgment is!"

Odin gritted his teeth. Since there was no way out, he could only fight a decisive battle!

Lightning flashed in his single eye, and he roared, his divine power surging, ancient runes lighting up on his armor.

He raised the eternal spear in his hand—Gungnir!

That legendary, infallible spear, now imbued with destructive, dark divine light, shot through the air like lightning tearing through the sky, carrying an unwavering determination!

Wherever the gun was pointed, space was pierced through, leaving a scorching vacuum trail.

This is an attack imbued with the power of rules, locking onto cause and effect, and is guaranteed to hit the target!

However, faced with this earth-shattering attack, Mad Owl simply waved his hand casually.

A torrent of shadow ink surged forth as if alive, rushing toward Gungnir.

No miracle occurred; the rules seemed to be covered by even stranger rules.

The moment the shadowy spear touched the darkness, its speed decreased drastically. Its brilliant light and unparalleled kinetic energy seemed to be cast onto a two-dimensional canvas, quickly becoming flat and dim.

In the end, the once mighty Gungnir was reduced to a shadowy spear pattern imprinted on a canvas of shadows, stripped of all its divine power. It fell lightly to the ground, where it was caught by the mad owl with two fingers and tossed aside.

"Guaranteed hit? What a joke. On my canvas, there are no traces, no dimensions, so how can there be a guaranteed hit?" The mad owl's tone was full of mockery.

"Then, will my attack be effective against you?"

King Arthur's expression was solemn. He stepped forward and gripped the hilt of the Sword of Victory and Oath tightly with both hands.

A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, a radiance that embodied the spirit of chivalry and the will of the planet, both holy and powerful.

He swung his sword, and a crescent-shaped golden sword aura tore through the earth, purifying all filth and striking the mad owl.

"Excalibur!!"

King Arthur roared, and a sword light shot into the sky, heading straight for the mad owl!

"Glory? It's just a more conspicuous paint."

The mad owl neither dodged nor evaded, and activated Shadow Erosion once more. The golden sword energy crashed into the shadow ink, and the energy, which was enough to evaporate rivers, was absorbed, decomposed, and flattened as if water had fallen into a sponge.

In the end, that magnificent sword aura could not escape the fate of being two-dimensionalized, turning into a golden stream of light embedded in the shadows, leaving only beauty, but no longer capable of causing harm.

A heavy atmosphere began to spread. Even attacks at the Black Archon level couldn't cause the slightest harm; how could this battle possibly continue?

Zhang Yi remained calm, his myriad forms blocking the way for everyone; only he could withstand the mad owl's attack.

He still needs to be observed.

The most important factor in defeating a superpowered individual is intelligence; he must find a weakness in the Mad Owl's abilities.

Otherwise, no matter how many attacks you launch, they will only slightly weaken the opponent's alien energy and will not cause any real damage.

Although Odin and King Arthur's attack failed, it bought him the opportunity to observe.

The mad owl brandished his greatsword, aimed it at the crowd, and mercilessly slashed down!

"Boom!"

The black vortex in the sky poured down like a flood, its viscous spatial power capable of obliterating all three-dimensional matter.

Zhang Yi opened his palms and pointed them towards the sky.

Suddenly, the dimensional gate transformed into a massive semi-circular barrier, blocking all the attacks that were about to strike them.

The patter...

Above the dimensional gate, black raindrops gradually appeared, representing the mutual annihilation of the spatial power of the compressed dimension of the Mad Owl and the power of the dimensional gate of Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi thought to himself: If I were to fight him purely in a battle of supernatural energy, even if I won, it would be a crushing defeat.

It's too dangerous here. I can't take the risk. I need to find a safer way to win.