Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

Intense explosions and the sounds of colliding energy filled the air. Space was torn apart, and the earth groaned in agony.

Under the relentless onslaught of the crowd, Kuang Xiao struggled to hold on, but his body was covered in more and more wounds.

He could dodge other people's attacks.

However, there was no way to dodge Zhang Yi's attack!

"You want to force me to become elemental, and then use the power of the plague to attack me again? I won't give you that chance!"

The tyrant is not stupid.

He raised his hand, and the earth around him trembled. A loud rumble followed, and from beneath the earth, enormous mountains formed from piled-up bones emerged!

All sorts of skeletons surrounded everyone, and thick black mist spewed out from between their bones.

Some of the bones, especially the skull, are tens of meters tall!

These are the remains of all the powerful beings who have strayed into or been forced into the Dark Sun Forest over billions of years.

Just by looking at the size of the skeletons, you can tell how powerful they are.

The corpses possess limited combat power, but they serve as a repository for the black energy that pollutes the mind.

Skull Mountain collapsed, and billions of skeletons tumbled down towards them with a thunderous roar, while thick black smoke continued to rise.

Some Lunarian warriors, if touched even slightly, would quickly turn completely black, just like white paper touched with ink, becoming very similar to the raging owl in its ink-like state.

Soon, they turned against their former comrades, turning their weapons on them.

"Ignore them, kill the Mad Owl, and it will all be over!"

Zhang Yi completely ignored the skeletons and directly expanded the scope of the myriad phenomena.

Whether it's skeletons or black smoke, it would take at least three months to completely break through his three thousand defenses in order to erode the dimensional gate.

"Everyone, don't stop! Blast him to pieces!"

Zhang Yi roared, his fighting spirit blazing.

The main problem was that he encountered a mentally unstable knight-level superhuman, and he was extremely greedy for the other party's knightly essence!

With Zhang Yi blocking the troublesome skeletons, the others naturally had no worries.

Various attacks came one after another, including more than a dozen Epsilon-level Inhumans, the weakest of whom was at the Black Chariot level.

Too many ants can kill an elephant, let alone a pack of hyenas.

"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!"

Zhang Yi pointed his fingers like a sword, unleashing attacks that stripped away spatial dimensions, while Kuang Xiao formed a large amount of "ink" around himself for defense.

He hated this kid from the Space Department.

At the same time, I was incredibly jealous of this guy!

Why is it that a mere six generations can possess power that only a demon god can wield?

His left hand was raised upwards, as if to tear the sky apart, to draw in the dark power gathering in the sky!

"I refuse to believe I can't break through your defenses!"

"Boom!"

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been pierced by a huge hole, and a torrent of ink as big as a small mountain crashed straight towards the area where Zhang Yi was!

"Why does this sentence sound so familiar?"

In an instant, many images of old friends flashed through Zhang Yi's mind.

Ling Feng, Fenghuang Yuanren, Li Changgong... and even Yitujiaer and Zhenglou.

They would shout this phrase before they died or before they fled in defeat.

"Hey, why don't you guys believe that my defense is the best in the world?"

That being said, when has Zhang Yi ever been arrogant?

The power of the Demon God Armor was increased to its maximum, and a demonic blade rapidly materialized in his right hand.

The Demon Blade—Bose!

With an ability index of 25000, he fought alongside Zhang Yi every day, and was fed plenty of centipedes and scraps of primordial energy.

After going through many twists and turns, Boss has now made something of himself, doing better than most of his colleagues in the Knights of the Round Table.

Putting aside the fact that he is brain dead, following Zhang Yi, life has been getting better and better.

Zhang Yi was adept at both offense and defense, using the myriad phenomena of the universe for defense while simultaneously launching attacks.

"Dark Realm Chasing Flow!"

A dark vortex formed behind him, and a black tide surged forward along the demonic blade, instantly tearing through the sky and colliding violently with the torrent descending from the heavens!

The difference in attack power between the two was not significant. Although Zhang Yi was unable to suppress Kuang Xiao, he didn't need to do so in the first place.

Beside him were the silver centaur, the black dragon, the black dragon, King Arthur, Benjamin Morgan, and other superhumans whose strength reached the level of the Black Bishop. They were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Ouch!!!"

Attacks came from all directions, striking at the mad owl's body.

The mad owl's defenses were completely shattered, and his body was once again blasted into a cloud of ink by the immense force, just like broken porcelain!

This time, the ink appeared even darker, the reconstitution process was much slower, and the pain and weakness it contained were clearly palpable.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath; this standoff was no easy task for him.

Fortunately, the time has come!

Sister Leibniz clasped her hands together, chanted loudly, and once again unleashed Mourning, attacking the Mad Owl.

The mad owl's body had been shattered, yet it was still able to manipulate the ink to form a black river, using pure energy to forcibly erase the power of the plague.

How could he not be on guard against the same move? Of course, he wouldn't fall for it a second time so easily.

Seeing that the attack had no effect, Sister Mourning also looked disappointed.

After all, the difference in strength between her and Kuang Xiao was too great. Since the other party was on guard, her ability only worked the first time.

But is that the end?

of course not.

Zhang Yi had gathered everyone's strength, not so that she could inflict even a little bit of plague pain on the other side.

What he wanted was to completely eliminate his opponent!

"Xin Xin, seize the opportunity and destroy him completely! He definitely can't withstand your power!"

Zhang Yi shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xinxin, a girl in a black dress-style battle suit, emerged from his shadow.

She coldly stared at the mad owl who had returned to human form, raised her fair hand, and from the huge black mist behind her, the shattered angel puppet appeared.

Zhang Yi's real killer move was Yang Xinxin!

The only drawback of causality weapons is that they are not easy to hit the target. However, once the target is hit, the rewards are extremely extravagant!

Zhang Yi deliberately uttered that sentence to make Kuang Xiao believe that Yang Xin's abilities were similar to Leibniz's.

It is an attack of energy nature.

In the hands of the fallen golem, a strangely shaped black longbow, seemingly composed of countless twisted symbols and causal lines, had already materialized.

An arrow, also composed of virtual code and meme information streams, was nocked on the bowstring.

Yang Xinxin manipulated the Fallen Puppet, its head bowed. The puppet, which looked like a terrifying doll, had a pair of strong and powerful arms. It quickly drew back the great bow, and the black arrow was aimed directly at the black ink that was the body of the Mad Owl.

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