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

It's not that Ye Lan has any prejudice against them, he just thinks... can they be strong enough to garrison such an important city of a rotten god?

Each anomaly has its own strengths, just like 299’s kitten, as long as it follows you, there will be no mystery or conspiracy that can trap you.

But if you let it guard Sky City...

"Meow! I know these two, meow!" The mind cat's head suddenly popped out of Yelan's pocket, and most likely he didn't expect that Yelan had already thought about himself, meowing happily:

"301 is called the Line of Traces, Meow! Its body is just a large piece of lines that are very close to each other but not connected to each other, Meow! The appearance is a bit similar to the small piece of Ancient God's Touch Meow! But... the difference is too big, Meow!"

"He can track everything imaginable, meow! It's just that the range is too small, meow, and the moving speed is too slow, meow!"

"So in theory, whatever you need, you can track it directly. But... its speed can't keep up with Meow! So it's useless Meow!"

After introducing 301, the kitten introduced 302.

"302 is called the Infinite Bow! It can use a principle similar to ejection, regardless of distance, to reach any place, no matter how far or how remote it is! It's just that the stronger the thing you shoot through it, the greater the consumption will be!"

"The wonderful thing about them is that they are both hot chicks separately! But as long as the two of them are put together, it will be amazing!"

Is it a combination ability... Yelan thought thoughtfully, probably already understanding.

Although, the kitten probably thought it was quite fun and kept sharing it with Yelan.

"So let me give you an example, Meow! If you close your eyes when using 301 Trace Line and go to the target you are looking for, you don't need to know where it is! Then use 302 to shoot it with an arrow, and you can find it directly in front of the target Meow !”

Ye Lan was slightly shocked when he heard the wonderful effect of combining these two abilities.

But what is shocking is not the kitten's example, but the... brand-new operation that he has emanated.

"Then shouldn't I just stand here, use the Jueling Mine and use the 302 as a slingshot, and shoot infinitely at the Ancient God's Touch body at the end of civilization?"

Psychic Cat:? ?

What kind of thinking is this? It’s too outrageous!

"Meow... in theory, it is indeed possible to do meow." The psychic cat answered Ye Lan's question rationally: "But the Jueling Mine itself is not lethal enough. For the original body of the Ancient God's Touch, it may be about the same as a stone. Meow …”

"So besides being disgusting, there doesn't seem to be any other use for it... It must be very painful, but it doesn't mean it's going to die."

Thinking of that scene, Ye Lan also smiled a little relieved.

"It's good. Next time it disgusts me, I'll go back to that disgusting state."

"In addition, the trace line is a kind of aggregation of abnormal cats. Although there are many lines, it is still one cat. There is no separate cat." At this point, the psychic cat sighed: " If you hit him too far by tracking him, if the target is too strong, he will die easily..."

"Unless, after tracking it out, a powerful being like you follows right behind me, Meow!"

Ye Lan nodded. I have already gotten a rough idea of ​​the entire situation in Chasing Light City.

Even 301 and 302 are very powerful anomalies, and Yelan has already thought of several ways to make them cool.

Finally, Ye Lan stood in front of the rotting cathedral.

Uh-huh!

As Ye Lan and his group finally showed up, in the middle of the large square in front of the rotten church, a black and white line like noodles floated out of thin air with the surge of spiritual energy.

It floated and floated, floating towards Yelan's shoulder, and seemed ready to stop.

"Meow!"

The cat of the soul suddenly showed its head from Yelan's pocket, and then it was like a 'hungry tiger pouncing on food', grabbing 301 directly into the furry palm:

"As expected, it's you, meow! Long time no see, meow!"

"??" That line was almost frightened to death by the cat that suddenly jumped out from his face, especially the moment when the cat's claws were pinched in the palm of his hand, he almost exploded...

Which flying creature can remain calm when caught by a cat that suddenly jumps out?

It wasn't until...he heard the sound that he stopped struggling.

"Ah, Sister Cat?"

After playing with the psychic cat, or in other words, being played with by the psychic cat, Trace Thread began to try to talk to Yelan.

"Boss..."

There was a trembling cry, but it did not come from the trace line.

Before he could communicate with 301, 007's voice actually sounded a little shaky at this moment.

"It seems... something big happened."

At this moment, Ye Lan's ominous premonition reached its peak.

"explain."

"This... black and white tone should be a symbol of human mourning." 007 swallowed: "We don't have this concept. This is just a sense of ritual for humans."

"It's just that... we anomalies have lived with humans for a long time, and there are some anomalies who like these rituals very much, and even bring some of them into our abnormal lives... For example, the mourning ritual, the Lord God once presided over a funeral for the fallen anomaly. "Condolences."

007 paused:

"So although I was worried at first, I felt there was no need to alarm you... No matter how exaggerated it is, it's just that the Pope has died..."

"But until... 301 actually maintained this black and white style of painting..."

Ye Lan was stunned.

It seemed obvious that the object of mourning was most likely not a human! But an anomaly!

An anomaly that is immortal!

Ye Lan's expression gradually became ugly.

He had said long ago that he didn't want to see any guy who was close to him die in front of him!

Who was it?

Ye Lan hurriedly walked towards the Rotten Church, with red mist all around him. For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he could directly ask 301 next to him.

Or perhaps, the feeling of uneasiness reached its extreme, and Ye Lan was only ready to see it with his own eyes.

Finally, Ye Lan's footsteps stopped, or it could be said that he was stunned in front of the Rotten Church.

Outside the Rotten Church, there was a square.

The square was filled with a strong, abnormal power, condensed and solemn. Within the range, the mist of the bloody moon was dispersed far away and could not be approached.

Many believers stood there, bowed their heads and mourned... Although many people looked insincere.

However, even Su Xiaguang and Xia Manman could not help but be slightly stunned when they saw this scene.

All around, there were towering vines that looked like Jack's beanstalk.

Between the vines, there was a white cloth. There were words on it, and some information that could only be recognized by psychic power.

[Mourning our respectable old enemy. ]

[Pure setting sun, fallen. ]