The apocalypse is weird: I am the number one containment object, what's wrong with being a litt

Da Da Da.

Boom!

The three of them returned to the Broken Research Institute without being stopped.

They were just left at the gate to chat, which delayed them for some time.

What Ye Lan was concerned about was that the gatekeepers had been completely replaced.

A new team... seemed to be much less elite than before.

As they walked from the Broken Research Institute to the control room, Ye Lan frowned slightly.

"Do you feel that the atmosphere is a little tense?"

Hearing this, the two of them were slightly stunned, and then began to look at the street from this angle.

Indeed... the number of people seeking light on the street seemed to be much thinner.

Occasionally, there were still people walking on the street, but they also looked a little nervous and moved at a very fast speed.

"Are they being mobilized?"

Xia Manman had such a guess at the first moment.

"Did anything happen in the institute during the time we were away?"

"No doubt, something must have happened." Ye Lan narrowed his eyes: "If it is indeed a transfer..."

There is no doubt that during the time when he and his friends left the Broken Institute, the Touch of the Ancient God must have done something earth-shattering.

Ye Lan had been mentally prepared before leaving. This is a bet between himself and the Touch of the Ancient God. Who can achieve a more important goal in this tight time when they cannot monitor each other.

Although, Ye Lan is very sure that his work is very important and he has gained a lot.

Let alone other things... the question of how to defeat the Touch of the Ancient God has been answered. Is there anything more important than this?

But it is impossible not to guard against it, and it cannot be resisted. What the Touch of the Ancient God has done during this period is still worth fearing.

Soon, Ye Lan stood in front of the elevator door.

Standing in front of this elevator, Xia Manman seemed to finally realize something belatedly.

"Is this... a decisive battle?"

The decisive battle in the shadow of the past?

Even though so much has happened, so much has happened, and so much has been learned, it still makes people feel...

It's so sudden...

"I think so."

Ye Lan nodded gently, and also felt that it was a bit sudden.

It was as if everything had just begun, but it jumped directly to the end.

Will this battle really be the end of the Shadow of the Past?

"If I am right, I can block the Touch of the Ancient God here...then it should be a decisive battle."

If I don't enter the Broken Space at this time, is there anyone who can be a boss better than the Touch of the Ancient God outside the Broken Space?

Ye Lan narrowed his eyes gently.

"Manman, Taotao, don't go in with us."

Huh?

"No!" Bai Taotao and Xia Manman refused in unison.

How could we leave at this time?

Especially...Ye Lan's current state has been suppressed to this extent by the Absolute Spirit Mine.

This time, it really doesn't have to be a drag. Their strength can indeed help.

"I'm not trying to drive you away, but what the Touch of the Ancient God has done." Ye Lan said:

"Everyone in the entire Broken Research Institute has taken action. They have all gone to the underground space and are about to implement a certain plan for the Broken Space."

"I want to fight Him here, but I must prevent Him from breaking the jar and executing something in the underground space."

"If He really succeeds, then even if I win here, it won't be so meaningful."

"And this." Ye Lan smiled encouragingly: "Now can't I just leave it to you?"

"..."

Bai Taotao and Xia Manman both fell silent.

What Ye Lan said is indeed reasonable.

Indeed, there is such a situation.

But of course it can't cover up the intention of protection hidden in it.

"In short...if you need it, please tell us." Bai Taotao said: "You can escape for a while, but you can't escape for a lifetime. If you lose, none of us can survive."

In terms of size, now only this clone of the Touch of the Ancient God has surpassed the combined psychic power of all people in this research institute, including Ye Lan.

The chances of winning this battle, on paper, are not that stable.

If the battle takes place thirty years later, in the future before entering the Shadow of the Past, then Ye Lan's clone of the Touch of the Ancient God should be able to collect the domineering spirit.

But...

This battle is now, when he is in the worst condition.

Here, it happened in such a hurry.

With a smile, Ye Lan nodded gently.

"Got it. None of you will be in trouble."

Boom!

Finally stepped into the elevator, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Beep!

Elevator--up!

As the elevator rose quietly, Ye Lan closed his eyes in a bit of silence.

"Transform..."

As the elevator rose, when he opened his eyes again, Ye Lan's pupils were full of anger.

"Transform my people, do you think you are good at playing?"

Beep--

Beep!

The elevator door slowly opened, and Ye Lan strode forward, and for the last time, he politely pressed the doorbell twice.

Although it was obvious that there was no echo at all.

Even though there was only a door between them, at this moment, Ye Lan seemed to be emitting murderous aura.

Although, it was obviously funny, Ye Lan's power was so weak at the moment.

Swish!

Ye Lan drew his sword, and then slashed it vertically, cutting deep down along the crack of the door from top to bottom!

Bang!

The door of the control room split in two. Then, with the sound of the collapse, the light from outside shone in, dispelling a little bit of darkness.

Da, Da, Da.

Ye Lan stepped in step by step. The entire control room was as quiet as death.

"Alas."

A long sigh finally came from the control room.

"002, I avoid you again and again." His voice was actually a little angry.

Angry at him, not knowing the time.

"Why! Are you so eager to seek death!"

The mighty voice echoed layer by layer. At the same time, the originally quiet room seemed to have waves, and then a faint spiritual energy began to emanate, and even breathing seemed to make the throat itch.

It was like growing spores.

The tentacles were hidden in the air, and occasionally appeared in the real world, and so on.

The strange air waves were wrapped in gusts of cold wind, and occasionally appeared in the real world, and so on.

The uncomfortable feeling brought by the cold wind gently blew up Ye Lan's robe, bringing a sense of desolation.

"You tried so hard to find me, but you only have so little strength left?"

His power unscrupulously penetrated along Ye Lan's body surface, and then the sound became louder and closer, as if he was completely confident in his judgment of strength.

Whoosh!

Boom!

In another buzzing sound, the tentacles of the Ancient God's Touch condensed into a solid and unbreakable wall of flesh and blood.

The wall blocked the door of the control room that Ye Lan had cut open, and the room lost light again.

"002, the rotten tree. I give you one last chance to choose!" His voice echoed loudly and spread in all directions. In front of Ye Lan's eyes, a picture of the condensation of the form finally began to appear.

The body of the Ancient God's Touch clone was condensing in front of him little by little, for the first time.

From all directions, the power and tentacles hidden in the air opened up like hedgehogs, all aimed at Ye Lan.

"Submit to me! I allow you to be transformed to a minimum, and you can still have your original consciousness and power!"

"Fight to the last! You will no longer exist in the world!"