Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Soon, their bodies turned completely black, becoming ink-black people just like the mad owl!

Only two people were exceptions.

On the edge of the battlefield, we mourn Sister Leibniz and Discipline Father Orion.

The moment the dark mental fluctuations struck, the copy of the Apocalypse floating in front of Leibniz automatically flipped through the pages, emitting a soft yet firm holy light that enveloped her and Orion beside her.

The cross clutched tightly in Orion's hand also emitted a resonant glow. The two had clear eyes, and although they looked solemnly at their companion who had fallen into madness, they were not directly affected.

"It's Samael's mental pollution! The Mad Owl amplified the pollution he himself suffered and projected it onto everyone!"

Leibniz's voice was filled with compassion.

Orion said in a deep voice, "The power of the apocalypse protected us. But the others... are in trouble."

At the center of the battlefield, Zhang Yi was enveloped by an imperceptible invisible barrier composed of his powerful mental strength and spatial power, which forcibly kept the mental pollution out.

He glanced at Yang Xinxin beside him. The girl remained expressionless, her eyes, which seemed to understand cause and effect, were as clear as ever. Clearly, this level of mental interference had no effect on her.

Just as the Mad Owl has methods to deal with those with the ability to deal with causality, Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin naturally also have the ability to deal with mental attacks.

They made special preparations before coming.

That is, they simply had Yang Xinxin shoot an arrow at each of them.

The arrow of memes can completely change a person's perception.

It planted the rule of "resisting the influence of external mental willpower" in the minds of Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin.

Although the mad owl's mental attack was powerful, it was not enough to cover up the underlying code left by Yang Xinxin, so it was ineffective.

"As expected, there was a backup plan."

Zhang Yi snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over his allies who were in chaos, his brows furrowing slightly.

He had considered shooting all of them with an arrow, but these guys would definitely not agree.

However, this put all the pressure on him and Yang Xinxin.

"Xin Xin, interrupt him, don't let him continue to amplify the pollution!" Zhang Yi shouted in a low voice.

Yang Xinxin didn't speak, but the Fallen Puppet behind her drew back the Causal Longbow again, and another memetic arrow was condensed, aiming at a core point in the darkness that was constantly emitting pollution fluctuations!

"Buzz!"

Where the arrow passed, the distorted mental fluctuations paused, and the mad owl let out a muffled groan, clearly injured once again.

The intensity of mental pollution on the entire battlefield has decreased slightly, but those who have already been infected will obviously not be able to recover in a short period of time.

"It's no use! You can't stop it! Struggle and wail under the power of the Demon God!"

The mad owl's voice came from all directions; his true form seemed to have completely merged into this mentally polluted area, making him difficult to detect.

"It seems I have no choice but to use that." Zhang Yi took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly focused.

He realized that conventional methods could no longer quickly resolve the situation caused by the madman, and if things dragged on, his allies, who had also gone mad, might be in mortal danger.

Zhang Yi closed his left eye, and when he opened it again, his left eye had transformed into an ancient pendulum.

Its minute hand swayed gently, and with a "clang," it moved one notch.

Then, the entire world, relative to Zhang Yi himself, fell into a state of absolute stillness.

"The minute hand of time, a fleeting moment in the vast sky!"

Envelop yourself in the ultimate power of time, then accelerate to the speed of light, achieving an absolute state of stillness relative to the world.

Only one second.

But a second is enough for him to do a lot of things.

For example, in the chaotic space shrouded in black mist, accurately locate the position of the Mad Owl's true form and then lock onto him.