Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

After listening to Gu Man's words, Zhang Yi also felt that the situation was a bit tricky.

"A person with dual-time and space abilities, right?"

This is the first time that Zhang Yi has met someone with the same abilities as himself.

Of course, he knew how difficult this opponent was, especially the opponent's ability to reset his own time by one minute.

Zhang Yi is also a defensive-oriented mutant. He cannot kill a Black Chariot-level Ipsilon in one minute.

But what Gu Man said was right. If they couldn't deal with the guardian, they wouldn't be able to enter the upper levels of the Holy Spirit Temple.

"I see."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he folded his arms and found a pillar to lean against, with no intention of entering the temple to help.

Gu Man was a little anxious, "Zhang Yi, what are you waiting for?"

"Wait someone."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

Meeting Gu Man's puzzled gaze, Zhang Yi said, "Didn't Gao Changkong tell you? When facing that guy, having more people isn't necessarily a good thing. Even if I join in, the two of us can temporarily gain the upper hand, but as long as we can't kill the guardian within the one-minute limit, it will be meaningless."

Gu Man frowned slightly: "Then what are you going to do?"

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Waiting for someone."

The person he was waiting for arrived not long after.

Lancelot, leading the members of the Knights of the Round Table, came late from the other direction of the corridor.

He glared at Zhang Yi, and when he saw Gu Man, he felt very strange.

"What are you doing here?"

He could also feel the battle between Gao Changkong and Babulu.

But he didn't understand why Zhang Yi was watching the show here.

"Wait for you!"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and briefly explained the situation to Lancelot.

After hearing this, Lancelot laughed coldly.

"This problem isn't difficult to solve! Four against one, even if his abilities are bizarre, we can kill him!"

Zhang Yi nodded.

"But don't forget, his ability can displace objects within a certain area. So it's not a good idea to have too many people going in."

Lancelot glared at Zhang Yi fiercely, "So what are you going to do?"

Although he will not seek revenge on Boss with Zhang Yi for the time being, it does not mean that he has no resentment.

Zhang Yi said, "You and Gao Changkong are both good at close combat, so go hold that guy back. As for Huahua and I—"

Zhang Yi took out the oversized sniper rifle [Thunder Strike] from the alien space with his right hand.

"We will provide support from a distance!"

"This way, we can avoid being disturbed by the opponent's abilities in a small space."

Upon hearing this, Lancelot extended his right hand towards Zhang Yi. "Since you want me to restrain that guy, return Bos! With him, I can more easily unleash my abilities."

Zhang Yi chuckled, "Don't worry, I said I'd return it to you after I leave here. But not now!"

Lancelot's face was filled with anger.

But Zhang Yi looked indifferent, letting him know that there was no point in continuing to ask for it.

He cannot turn against Zhang Yi now, because with the help of Boss and Huahua, he cannot win.

"You better keep your promise!"

Lancelot repeatedly emphasized this point, which shows how important Bos was to him.

"Then let's act quickly!"

Zhang Yi raised his head and looked at the high dome of the Holy Spirit Temple.

His sixth sense told him that he had to hurry, otherwise a terrifying monster would appear in front of them.

This feeling doesn't come out of nowhere.

Babulu's behavior and the strange emptiness of the Holy Spirit Temple proved one thing.

They are all stalling for some existence.

Therefore, Zhang Yi and others must race against time!

"I hope that guy can do well and finish what he should do as soon as possible. It is not our mission to destroy the Nash Nation."

Zhang Yi murmured.

Lancelot summoned his sword and shield and rushed into the temple.