Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

But King Arthur was unwilling to admit that he had lost.

It's just a transition between offense and defense.

"Now it's my turn to defend! Come on, Chaos! Show me what you're made of!"

The scabbard of King Arthur's sword is no longer in his hand.

Like his sword, the scabbard is a mere form.

He used himself as the scabbard, and the [Scabbard of the King] attached to his body, preventing the wearer from shedding blood.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Yi really wanted to give him a thumbs up and a triple thumbs up for his quality.

He held the magic knife in both hands and rushed straight towards King Arthur the next moment!

Simple and unpretentious, he just chopped down the sword head-on!

The sky was filled with red light and murderous intent!

King Arthur's heart was pounding, but he still held his chest high and used the scabbard of the king's sword to block the attack in front of him.

The magic knife fell straight down and hit his confident defense!

"Crack!"

One could clearly hear the sound of his defense breaking, and then his defense was torn into pieces like candy wrapper, and the magic knife chopped down on his head!

King Arthur's pupils shrank suddenly. This power was beyond his imagination!

At least reached the level of Black Bishop!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He couldn't believe that Zhang Yi could burst out with such power in an instant.

In an instant, many things flashed through his mind, but Zhang Yi's sword would not stop.

At the critical moment, he condensed the holy sword again and raised his backhand to block the slashing of the magic knife.

"Qiang!"

The swords collided, and the shock wave swept out in layers, centered on the two of them!

The sea was roaring, and the waves rose up and then fell heavily!

King Arthur felt his arms lose sensation in an instant, and he was thrown out violently.

"puff!"

After he landed, he felt a fishy and sweet taste in his chest and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Yi walked towards him quickly with a knife in hand.

"Arthur, do you want to continue fighting?"

Looking at Zhang Yi's murderous eyes and the terrifying magic knife in his hand, King Arthur said unwillingly: "This power does not belong to you! Chaos!"

He stared at Zhang Yi intently. "What did you gain from Chernobyl? Something else must have happened after we left, right?"

He has gained many benefits from the secret realm of underground civilization.

Therefore, he understood that if Zhang Yi had not obtained the treasure from behind the light gate, he would never have been able to achieve this level today!

A month ago, once Zhang Yi's spatial ability was sealed, even a Black Chariot-level alien would have a chance to defeat him.

What could cause such a drastic change in a person in just one month?

It must have been some kind of adventure.

King Arthur was no fool.

The toughness of the armor and the sharpness of the magic sword are simply not something that any civilization in the human world today can create!

Zhang Yi smiled coldly: "You seem to have too many questions. I just want to ask you, do you admit defeat?"

King Arthur stood up, and the sword in his hand took shape again.

"But this is not your power!"

There was a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and he was very unconvinced.

"You only rely on the strength of your weapons!"

Zhang Yi sneered and said sarcastically, "But didn't you also use the power of the conch to seal my spatial power?"

King Arthur tightened his grip on the sword, as he had no way to refute this statement.

Everyone knows that Chaos is an alien with the attributes of time and space, and his most important means of fighting is the power of space.

Even without the power of space, he was still able to defeat King Arthur. What if he used the power of space?

It is even more unimaginable.

Zhang Yi said, "I'm sorry, but I don't have the time to waste with you right now."

He flipped the magic knife in his hand, "One last move! I'll make you admit defeat with conviction!"

In Zhang Yi's left eye, the pointer of the old-fashioned pendulum swung slowly.

The pointer that symbolizes the minute hand has turned!

At this moment, the world stood still relative to Zhang Yi.