Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Chapter 4844



Chapter 4844

Zhang Yi called over Yang Xinxin and played the scene at eight times the speed.

His brows furrowed immediately: "Even Xuanwu, Zhuque, and Tu Yunlie took this long to defeat? How come this magma man is so weak!"

Yang Xinxin glanced at him indifferently: "Want to go help?"

Zhang Yi squinted and looked towards the sky.

"On the first day after the seal was broken, there were still a few reckless individuals who didn't know their own mortality."

“It only takes me less than a minute to get there and back, so it’s fine to go and have some fun.”

“After all,” he grinned, revealing his cold teeth, “many people think the Six Generations are pushovers, easy targets. I also need to find a force that doesn’t know its own limitations to establish my authority and let them know that I, Zhang Yi, and our Tianhai are not to be trifled with!”

After confirming that Lu Shao was just a piece of trash with an ability index of over 30000, Zhang Yi decided to go and take a look.

He dialed Zhu Zheng's number again, and Zhu Zheng was also waiting anxiously.

After the call connected, he hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhang Yi, I'm begging you, please come! We need you. If you don't go, Xuanwu and the others will all be killed in battle!"

Zhang Yi's expression was calm, and his voice was deep: "I need to protect Tianhai. If I leave, who will suppress the ancient disturbances here?"

Usually, at times like these, it's time to negotiate terms.

Zhu Zheng almost shouted, "Tianhai is safe for now! You've already intimidated the alien races over there! But if Anma City falls, the entire southern front will collapse! Please, Zhang Yi—you're the only one who can stand up to them!"

"As long as you're willing to help, just ask for anything you need from our two regions!"

Zhang Yi's gaze shifted to the holographic projection broadcasting live to the side.

In the scene, Lu Shao's figure stands proudly in the sea of ​​fire, Xuanwu's huge body lies on the ground with its thick armor broken in many places, Zhuque is almost unconscious, and Tu Yunlie is spitting out blood.

Opposite them, the aura of the Zhu Rong clan member was as strong as the ocean tide, and the scorching red waves almost covered the entire scene!

"A mere White Bishop-level Zhurong Clan..."

Zhang Yi yawned.

"They barely qualify me to make the trip."

He turned around and looked out the window.

The night sky was illuminated by a distant red light.

"Tianhai is safe for now," he said softly. "Remember this, you owe me a huge favor!"

In his eyes, the two districts were as poor as beggars, and he really didn't need anything from them.

Let's owe it to you for now, and ask again when we need it later.

Zhu Zheng readily agreed. As for Li Guangxiao, as long as you help him rescue two top combatants, he will kneel down and call you his father.

So the two of them readily agreed.

Zhang Yi ended the communication and stood up from the huge spherical dome of the Skysea Fortress.

He stretched and said to Yang Xinxin, "I'm going over there first. Let me know immediately if anything goes wrong. I'll be back within a minute."

He can travel through space, and the distance he can release dimensional gates has reached 50000 meters, so a distance of several hundred kilometers is not considered far.

……

The sky, blazing with flames, resembled a torn gate to hell.

Xuanwu, Zhuque, and Tu Yunlie were already barely breathing, their blood mixed with scorched earth, their figures swaying precariously in the sea of ​​fire.

The Vermilion Bird's blue flames had long since dimmed, the Black Tortoise's ice armor was shattered into pieces, and Tu Yunlie was charred all over, kneeling on the ground with his fists still clenched tightly.

Lu Shao strode forward, the lava beneath his feet churning with each step, his laughter echoing through the flames.

"This is six generations?"

His voice was cold and arrogant, carrying an innate sense of superiority.

"Struggling like ants—can insects illuminated by firelight even dare to contend with the sun?"

He raised his right hand, the scorching flames gathering in his palm reflecting the sky and earth, and whispered, "Since the 'strongest one' you speak of refuses to show himself, then I will fight my way through and ensure that this land—has no more six generations left!"

Xuanwu gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse: "You...don't even think about it..."


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