Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Zhu Yu's next opponent was the special executive officer sent by the Imperial Security Department and the military investigation agency.

But during the battle, the people of the Wuluan Empire discovered how terrifying this guy was.

Because, it is impossible to collect information about her!

"She possesses at least 500 different abilities, rendering all our intelligence completely ineffective. Any ability that attempts to target her will be defeated by her restraining abilities."

"Three of the executors we sent out have been killed!"

Bad information flew to the top of the empire like a piece of paper.

When Clot returned to the Wuluan Empire, he faced exactly this situation.

When he heard the news, he didn't care much.

As long as those at the highest levels of the empire are still there, the unrest below will not shake the foundation, but will only cause chaos at the social level.

Zhu Yu was very smart and did not blindly attack the alien at the level of Silver Armored General.

It's not that he can't beat it.

Instead, they have gathered a group of powerful forces around them, and they can also mobilize the defense forces of the Wuluan Empire.

That is equipment that is more powerful than human space-based weapons.

The holder can even threaten bishop-level aliens within the Wuluan Empire!

Clot came to find Zheng Lou and explained his purpose to him.

"Those humans are more greedy and cautious than we imagined."

"According to the intelligence we've gathered, that human with the attributes of time and space is an extremely despicable fellow who's able to hide himself!"

"If we want to lure him out, we have to invest more resources to tempt him."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Lou frowned and asked Clotte, "You've spent a lot of time and energy setting up traps. Are you sure you can kill him?"

In the past, he probably wouldn't ask such a question.

Because when he first came into contact with humans, he saw with his own eyes how weak those humans were.

In terms of size alone, it looked like a pet, not to mention its level of civilization was far inferior to theirs.

Just a single Divine Source that they discarded drove them nearly insane, like an ant finding a candy discarded by a human child.

However, after experiencing various events recently, Zheng Lou inexplicably developed a feeling of unease in his heart.

Clotte replied without hesitation: "As long as I can lure him into the trap, I will kill him!"

This isn't Cloete being arrogant.

The strength of the extraordinary people does not only come from themselves, but also from the fact that when they have a powerful force to rely on, they can maximize the power of that force.

The trap set by Clot included a space vibration device to limit Zhang Yi's displacement, and also the most advanced weapons and equipment.

He even thought of the worst outcome and carried a doomsday weapon with a power enough to destroy several large cities!

He is a cautious lizard man.

Zheng Lou looked at Clot and finally chose to believe this outstanding Duke.

"Alright, you can take at most two more Sacrificial Spirits! We don't have much left in stock, and we need to leave some for future generations."

Clotte nodded: "Don't worry, I'm just borrowing these things and will bring them back intact!"

A dark glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Clotte complained inwardly: "In the entire empire, the one who occupies the most resources is your family, Prince Zhenglou. Not only do you use them for yourself, but you also use them for your son. But what's the result? Ha."

Without showing it on his face, Clot went to the royal treasury to receive the sacrificial spirit.

Received two more sacrificial spirits.

Looking at the boxes containing such important supplies, Clot felt a burning sensation in his heart.

After killing that human kid, he will keep these things for himself.

His talent is almost reaching its limit, and the effect of using the spirit of sacrifice is becoming weaker and weaker. The best way is to leave it to future generations.