Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Lancelot flew backwards, but used this method to unload the huge force transmitted to his body through the protective shield.

His arm felt numb and he couldn't help but let out a hiss.

"Is this the power of the Titans? Such a powerful, terrifying race!"

His eyes became more cautious, and in front of him, a white giant figure slowly emerged from the dust.

Qiliduoan walked towards him like a god, his face full of indifference and ruthlessness, like the god of death who pronounced death.

Lancelot's mouth was bleeding, but he laughed out loud towards the sky.

"Knight of Hell, fallen into the underworld, dye the flag of rebellion against Heaven red with my blood!"

"When the angel's wings are broken and it falls to dust, I will sing the hymn of doom with my torn throat!"

The loud singing accompanied by the ancient tune echoed in the air, and a powerful force burst out from Lancelot's body.

The skill [Knight's Hellish Hymn] was activated, and the hellfire around Lancelot became more violent, wrapping around his body like a tornado. Black mist wrapped around his torso from his feet, and gradually, strange lines appeared on his skin.

This repaired his injured body and made him even stronger!

He raised the Sword of Conquest, pointed it at Qiliduoan, roared, and rushed forward in endless flames!

……

The Knights of the Round Table have been fighting with the kingdom's army led by Qilidoan.

Two powerful forces that can be clearly felt even from a distance.

Zhang Yi carried a sniper rifle on his shoulder and frowned slightly as he looked over there.

The Burial Master, Gao Changkong and others were also watching.

At this time, going to help may be the best way. After all, in the face of war with alien races, the internal conflicts among humans can be temporarily put aside.

However, humans have never been an animal that considers the overall situation.

Gao Changkong cast his gaze towards the Holy Spirit Temple on the ceiling and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"While someone has attracted the attention of the Three-Eyed Tribe, we can take the opportunity to enter the Holy Spirit Temple and search for the source of God."

Chen Xiaozheng asked, "What about Batu? He's in Zhang Yi's hands now. If he can't find us, he might be in danger."

Gao Changkong raised a smile.

"No, it's safest in his hands."

"Because Zhang Yi is a very smart person, he knows that only a living Batu is valuable. A dead Batu means nothing to us. Once we seize the treasures in the Holy Spirit Temple, I will pay a sufficient price in exchange."

After hearing this, Chen Xiaozheng nodded and no longer had any objections.

Gao Changkong turned around and looked at the soldiers of the Xiaza family who were cleaning up the battlefield behind him.

He said to the soldier leader, Nima, "Next, you guys have to make as much noise as possible here. The bigger the better. Do you understand?"

Nima nodded solemnly.

He knew that he and his men were being kept as bait, but as a loyal descendant of the Shaza family, he was very clear about his mission.

He turned around and roared, "Kill all the Three-Eyed people here, leaving no one alive! Burn down all the houses too, and show these bastards how powerful we humans are!"

Voices of agreement came one after another around him, and Gao Changkong took Gu Man and Chen Xiaozheng and left quickly.

They avoided the Nash soldiers along the way and headed straight for the Holy Spirit Temple above their heads.

Looking all the way from here, you can cross the intricate stone bridge and step onto a long and narrow corridor that seems to be built in the air. At the end of the corridor is the entrance to the Temple of the Holy Spirit.

But just as Gao Changkong was preparing to steal the chicken and sneak into the Holy Spirit Temple while there was a melee in other places, four huge horse hooves stepped on the black stones and appeared step by step at the end of the fog on the narrow trapezoidal corridor in front of him.

It was a tall centaur with the body of a warhorse and the upper body of a three-eyed creature. He was covered in silver-gray armor and wore a helmet with twisted horns on his head. His arms, as thick as doorposts, carried a long knight's spear on his shoulders.

The moment he appeared, the air around him seemed to freeze.

Gao Changkong and the other two felt the fear of death from him.

People who have killed enough people will have an aura called murderous intent.

This thing cannot be seen or smelled, but everyone can feel it clearly.

It is said that every creature will instinctively release a biological hormone when it dies to remind its companions to stay away from danger.

So, I don’t know how many people this person has killed.

He walked slowly over, looking at Gao Changkong and the other two with a teasing look.

"How dare a bug covet the Holy Spirit Temple? How interesting!"

Carnahue, the great general of the Nash Kingdom, rode a Centaur with a spear.

Ability index, 20000 points, black chariot level.

Gao Changkong narrowed his eyes solemnly.

He didn't expect that he would meet the second Ipsilon from Nash Country so soon here.

Moreover, this person's aura seemed to be even more astonishing than the previous one Qiliduoan!

"Is this the guardian of the only way to the Holy Spirit Temple?"

Gao Changkong's voice was a little helpless, but his focused eyes showed that he was ready to fight.

……

Another Ipsilon-class battle has broken out!

The momentum was shocking enough that even Zhang Yi, who was leisurely sniping Nash soldiers in the distance, couldn't help but look sideways.

"What a powerful deterrent! I feel like it's no less powerful than the Burial Master. Nash Country truly has enough powerful individuals! Fortunately, most of them only grew stronger after the apocalypse. Otherwise, with their racial talents, who knows how terrifying they would become over time."

"Perhaps he will become the Titan Demon God from myth and legend!"

Zhang Yi was somewhat frightened.

But he doesn't care about these things. His team has the smallest goals and the most flexible actions.

Moreover, he does not target the strong. Everyone he sees is his target.

Let the Burial Master, Gao Changkong, Lancelot and others test the strength of the Nash Kingdom's strong men first. At the critical moment, Zhang Yi will take action.