Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

His body and facial features radiated outwards, making it difficult to discern his face; only his head resembled that of some kind of bird.

"What it is!"

Zhang Yi shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone followed Zhang Yi's gaze and saw the strange figure sitting upright on the hilltop.

King Arthur raised his sword, "So, everything that just happened was his doing?"

When Dao Lan saw him, her expression suddenly changed.

"He is... Mad Tyrant!"

Zhang Yi and the others suddenly looked at him: "You know that guy?"

Dao Lan gripped her sword tightly. "Five hundred years ago, I was a Shadow Warrior who fled into the Dark Sun Forest after failing to attack the then Seventh Priest, Lord Xuan Yue Fei Ming!"

"I can't believe he's still alive!"

The lifespan of the Moon People is extremely long, with some living over a thousand years.

The fact that this tyrant dared to attack the Black Moon Priest, the holder of the highest power in the Dark Moon Empire, shows that he himself is extremely powerful.

Zhang Yi and the others cautiously looked up at the mountain.

The mad owl slowly opened his eyes, which were more like white holes in the chaotic black shadow than eyes.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yi, a hint of surprise in them, before he slowly stood up.

"This appearance and physique... are they from Earth?"

A muffled sound came from his throat, reaching the ears of Zhang Yi and the others.

"No matter who you are, once you've arrived here, join the glorious evolution!"

After saying this, Kuang Xiao turned his right palm down, and the ground beside him cracked open, revealing a huge, pitch-black sword that seemed to be formed from ink. He then grasped it in his hand.

He raised the sword high with both hands, facing the crowd in a slashing motion.

Dao Lan's expression changed, and she said quickly in a deep voice, "Be careful! Although we haven't seen that guy for five hundred years, he is extremely powerful!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Kuang Xiao's sword slashed downwards fiercely.

"Shadow Ember!"

Suddenly, streams of black, ink-like substance burst forth from the sword's edge, covering the sky and raining down on the crowd.

Some Lunarian warriors raised their weapons to defend themselves, but their supernatural shields were mercilessly pierced, and then the "ink" was splashed all over them.

In an instant, their bodies were rapidly dyed, and any part that came into contact with them was instantly two-dimensionalized, turning into something like a piece of paper.

"Spatial abilities! Capable of compressing dimensions!"

Zhang Yi recognized the other party's ability at a glance. As a top-tier space-type ability user, he knew all too well how terrifying powerful space-type ability users could be.

Even he struggled to compress dimensions.

King Arthur and his companions looked grim as they drew their weapons and unleashed their attacks to defend against the overwhelming onslaught.

Zhang Yi's gaze was calm as he opened a dimensional gate in front of him.

When the black ink touched the dimensional gate, it splashed up like raindrops falling into a lake.

His dimensional gate has been attacked!

The greatest threat to other dimensions, besides the irresistible causal weapons, is the ability of other space-based entities.

Standing atop the mountain peak, Mad Owl looked down at the crowd below. Seeing their desperate defense and the many Moon Warriors reduced to two-dimensional paper figures, his face remained expressionless.

But when his eyes met Zhang Yi's, his expression changed.

"My power didn't even manage to corrupt your strength!"

Zhang Yi's lips curled into a slight smile: "The dimensional gate is inherently a two-dimensional ability. You can't possibly reduce it to one dimension, can you? Unless you're a god!"

Mad Owl's Shadow Erosion ability caused a great deal of trouble for everyone.

Even if King Arthur and others unleash powerful alien energy, that power will be eroded.