Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

A dying beast is the most dangerous.

Yang Xinxin frowned slightly, feeling quite regretful that she hadn't been able to subdue her opponent in one strike.

Otherwise, she would have an extra knight-level puppet.

However, this is also reasonable.

Any being of Knight rank is a monster! Especially the Lunarians, who have developed ways to protect themselves throughout their long lives.

The tyrant fears nothing more than attacks based on causality, so naturally he has ways to deal with them.

"If possible, I'd like to come a few more times."

Yang Xinxin raised her hand, and the arrows of the Fallen Puppet turned a ghostly blue.

Beyond causality, she also possesses pure offensive power.

Yang Xinxin, with an ability index of 38000, is a true monster recognized by two great knights of the Ihen Clan.

She could easily break through the superpower index that others dreamed of improving.

"Lord Chaos, let's do it again!"

A chaotic storm of shadows was gathering in Saladin's palm; he was ready to join forces with Zhang Yi at any moment.

"it is good."

Zhang Yi answered without the slightest hesitation.

But his gaze remained serious. Even a madman, a knight-level guy, was not so easy to kill.

Sure enough, the beast sensed danger, and its aura became even more terrifying.

"It's been many years, and this is the first time I've felt this way. Have the visitors from Earth grown to this extent?"

"Hehe, it's a pity that today, you will all have to stay here and become nourishment for the Demon God!"

The mad owl, holding a giant sword, couldn't help but clutch his chest and cough violently.

The forced separation of his existence into two separate entities caused him severe trauma.

"Ha...ha...you forced me into this...since that's the case...then let's...fall into eternal madness together!"

The mad owl's mental roars were intermittent, yet they carried a chillingly insane determination.

The ink blob, tormented by the meme virus, suddenly shrank inward, no longer trying to reassemble into a human shape, but instead bursting apart!

But this time, what burst forth was not ink, but a dense, almost tangible, dark spiritual fluctuation!

This wave instantly swept across the entire battlefield, even ignoring all the material defenses of the universe, and directly affecting everyone's mental consciousness!

"Ugh!"

"what?!"

"My head...it hurts so much!"

Apart from Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin, almost everyone else experienced violent swaying and freezing the moment they were swept by this dark mental fluctuation.

The determination in King Arthur's eyes was replaced by confusion and violence. He swung Excalibur violently, but the golden sword energy was not aimed at the remnants of the mad owl. Instead, it swept across Odin beside him!

Odin also let out a low roar, his single eye turning crimson, and lightning erupted uncontrollably, colliding fiercely with the sword energy!

Benjamin Morgan watched in horror as the gold dollars pouring from his hand transformed into writhing venomous snakes that devoured him.

The silver centaur that the Lonely City had transformed into let out a painful neigh, its four hooves pounding wildly; the black dragon that Dao Lan had transformed into spewed out indiscriminate dragon breath, setting a large area of ​​Skull Mountain ablaze.

Chaos! Utter chaos!

In the blink of an eye, the allied forces crumbled, and everyone seemed to fall into their deepest fears and madness, starting to kill each other or attack indiscriminately.

The monsters they saw in each other were not allies from the same side, but monsters conjured from their fear of the Dark Sun Forest and Samael!

Mental pollution.

Born of fear, it destroys a person's will, making them utterly subjugated.

Especially for the warriors of the Lunarian race, their fear of Samael is innate.

The Moon Warriors of the Darkmoon Empire are in an even worse situation. They were created by Samael, so they are even less resistant to Samael's mental corruption.