Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Jingwei immediately opened the shadow and let Liang Yue and others enter.

Everyone chose to believe Zhang Yi and believed that they must obey the orders of their superiors on the battlefield and not arbitrarily refute them at critical moments.

After they entered the shadow space, Zhang Yi took out his two-meter-long heavy sniper rifle and slowly replaced it with the newly made holy silver bullets.

This bullet uses a new type of Yi metal, which can kill mutants even without using superpowers.

Even theoretically, there is a chance to kill Ipsilon through a sneak attack!

And when combined with Zhang Yi's special abilities, its power will be increased to a terrifying level.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll give up everything in this nine-story demon tower."

As Zhang Yi spoke, he raised the heavy sniper in his hand.

He glanced at Gao Changkong lightly.

"But you should know my abilities. Not to mention if you two sides join forces, even if two more aliens of the same level come, if I want to leave, none of you can expect to keep me!"

"But I will definitely be at a distance, with my gun pointed at your heads at any moment!"

A mischievous smile appeared on Zhang Yi's face.

"Want to try?"

Lancelot didn't know what this sentence meant because he didn't know Zhang Yi's abilities.

But Gao Changkong's expression became somewhat solemn.

The two people haven't seen each other for two years. Zhang Yi was originally a mutant who used firearms as his main weapon.

And now Zhang Yi's long-range attack methods must be even more terrifying.

Imagine being targeted by an opponent whom you can never kill but who is always targeting you in a way that can threaten your life. What would that feel like?

If we don't talk about him, the people under him will definitely die, there is no doubt about it.

He is not Zhang Yi and does not have the means to bring people into another dimension.

Gao Changkong suddenly laughed.

He waved his hand at Zhang Yi: "Really, my old friend, you still can't take a joke."

He said calmly, "I've long since forgotten what happened in the past. My enemy is Zhu Zheng and those high-ranking officials in the Jiangnan region who are just sitting there doing nothing, not you. So, there's no need for us to fight to the death here and let others take advantage of us."

Lancelot laughed upon hearing this, "You seem to be talking about me? Damn it, this is truly an unexpected disaster. I don't even know who you are or what your relationship is."

Gao Changkong looked at Lancelot meaningfully.

"At this point, Your Excellency doesn't need to pretend anymore, right? Am I right? Mr. Lancelot Dulat, Vice-Master of the Knights of the Round Table of Britannia, the Knight of Judgment!"

Lancelot looked at Gao Changkong, the arrogant smile on his face still unchanged, but he also slowly gazed at him.

“I never thought that Garuda, one of the eight tribes of Bharata, would actually come from the Kingdom of Huaxu!”

Today, Gao Changkong has officially joined Bharata's special combat force organization, the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, with the organizational code name [Garuda].

This is not only his name, but also the name of his current team.

Each of the Eight Immortals represents an organization.

Garuda ranks relatively high among the Eight Divisions.

If Gao Changkong had not come from Huaxu Kingdom, he would even have had a chance to compete for the title of Emperor Shitian among the celestial beings.

Then Lancelot looked at Zhang Yi.

"Disguising superpowers as flames is indeed a very clever move. However, using a heavy sniper rifle is easy to identify. As far as I know, there aren't many superpowers in the world who use the same fighting style and are from Ipsilon."

"So, you are the Chaos of the Jiangnan region of Huaxu Nation, right?"

At this moment, the three parties here are already clear.

The three parties formed a balance and no one could act rashly.

If there were only two parties, they would just have to compete with each other, but they have to consider the existence of a third party.

Zhang Yi carried Lei Li on his shoulder, smiled, and silently took a few steps back.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this thing. If you guys continue, I won't keep you company!"

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he actually opened up the alternate dimension and disappeared on the spot, not even giving them a chance to speak.

Gao Changkong, Lancelot and others looked at each other in surprise.

Lancelot frowned and said, "He ran away?"

Gao Changkong shook his head and smiled: "No, you say that because you don't understand him at all!"

"Not only has he not gone far, but he must be watching us from somewhere, with the gun pointed at our heads."

"If we really fight, he will get what he wants."

Zhang Yi's shooting range is super long, with the maximum range reaching 10 kilometers.

With the help of the intelligent system of the [Submariner Armor], he can target enemies as far as ten kilometers away.

So, of course, he doesn't need to fight in close combat.

Upon hearing this, Lancelot's expression became a little more serious, and he paid more attention to avoid the bullets that might be fired at any time.

He didn't believe that Zhang Yi could kill him with one shot from ten kilometers away. Not to mention killing him, as long as the bullet came at him, he could dodge it with his strong reaction ability.

However, the prerequisite is that he cannot fight with others.

Gao Changkong obviously understood this principle.

The two faced off in front of the Nine-story Demon Tower, and the situation was at a stalemate for a while.

Gao Changkong couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

He originally wanted to trick Zhang Yi, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yi would trick him severely.

In the distance, Zhang Yi did not do as the two had expected. He found a place high enough to overlook the entire city and landed there.

There was a lot of noise below. The residents of the Demon Kingdom were completely panicked at this time. There was crying and angry curses.

And further away, at the edge of the sea of ​​blood, two terrifying auras were colliding passionately.

It was a battle between the Undertaker and the High Priest of the Demonic Kingdom.

In a head-on confrontation between Ipsilon-level mutants, it is difficult to quickly kill them unless the difference in strength is too great.

Therefore, even if the Undertaker possesses the strength of a Black Chariot, it is difficult for him to gain an absolute advantage when facing the High Priest who adopts a mobile fighting style and has the advantage of terrain.

Zhang Yi asked Jingwei to release Liang Yue and others.

Several people looked at Zhang Yi, and Liang Yue was the first to ask, "Zhang Yi, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Yi shook the Thunderbolt in his hand. "As long as I'm watching, they won't be able to rest for a moment. Don't worry, not to mention them, even if the Burial Master takes action, he can't do anything to me!"

His eyes grew serious. "Now their attention is drawn to the Nine-Story Demon Tower. It's just the right time for us to start our action!"