Global live stream of the containment of the aliens terrifies the alien fleet.

"Hahaha! See that? The old man's imposing aura is still there!"

"682 is forever a god! It sits at the top of the Containment Council's list of weirdest things!"

"What 'Angel Killer' Abby? She can't even utter a sound in front of 682!"

"The wording upstairs is inappropriate; it should be—'They don't even dare to fart.'"

"That's strange, Abby's just standing there, why hasn't 682 gone berserk? He should have pounced on her and torn her apart by now..."

"Who else do you think it is? This is the boss! The pinnacle of the supernatural world, nowhere near the level of a stray dog ​​or cat on the street!"

……

The live chat exploded instantly, with some people quickly starting betting games.

682 had already been completely exposed to 053's sight.

Instead of suddenly attacking, it lazily sprawled on the ground, its limbs outstretched, looking just like a giant lizard sunbathing, not even bothering to lift its eyelids.

Let's look at Abby, the little girl in episode 053—

Upon seeing the mountain-like Undying Lizard appear, it immediately shrank behind the chair, only daring to peek out half of its small face. Its big, watery eyes darted around, trembling with fear yet unable to resist secretly observing.

……

"Strange... 053's 'berst upon contact' property has failed? 682 hasn't shown any signs of agitation since being targeted! What a pity, if we had contained it a few years earlier, we might have been able to dig out some groundbreaking clues from this anomaly."

"Don't even mention it, this thing is practically unkillable—if the Containment Association hadn't stepped in to save the day, our Sister Yan would probably have been killed on the spot."

"If this drags on, which one will give out first? 053 or 682?"

The angel lady's lips flew as she spoke, and she started talking non-stop.

Everyone was completely baffled by 053's malfunction.

Angel Yan remained silent, gazing intently at the sky, her pupils gleaming with a cold, silvery light—her Eye of Insight had been activated, her gaze sharp as a knife, scraping away every trace of anomaly in the scene.

[In the video]

Abby hid behind the chair for five or six minutes and found that the huge creature didn't even glance at her, not even the tip of its tail twitched.

It looks... like it really doesn't bite?

at last.

She held her breath, hesitated for three seconds, and slowly stretched out a pink little hand, her fingertips gently rubbing against 682's rough, sandpaper-like scales.

"Holy crap! This girl's deliberately walking into the line of fire!"

"That's right! When the old man goes crazy, he'll even bite himself!"

"Are the walls of this containment room thick enough? If it flips over and blows off the roof, you'll all be doomed here!"

"Wait! Look—!!"

……

The moment their fingertips touched, the barrage of comments turned completely white.

Everyone knows in their hearts:

053's ability to "kill upon contact" is never just for show.

Back then, Master Hua withstood the oppressive gaze of hers, but the moment he reached out to help her, he was torn apart by overwhelming killing intent and his soul was scattered. He is still lying in the underworld, unable to recover.

The more timid viewers covered their eyes tightly, fearing they might see the little girl being torn to pieces at any moment.

The results of it?

Nothing happened!

682 remained completely still, not even lifting its eyelids, as if it were not itself being touched, but a roadside stone.

Abby, on the other hand, had a sudden flash of inspiration, as if she had discovered a new continent.

Suddenly emboldened, she reached out and slowly stroked the wrinkled, gray-green back.

682 still ignored him.

Abby's big eyes suddenly lit up dramatically, as if she were holding a newly unpacked toy.

She moved closer little by little, tiptoed, and with a crisp pat, gave 682's forehead; then tilted her head and curiously pried open the pair of large bone spurs on its nose.

"Holy crap... what's going on?"

"I pinched my thigh, but I didn't wake up—did the old man really not explode? Good heavens!!"

"Could this room be a shielded field? Has it suppressed all the weird rules?"

"Bullshit! Just look through the experimental files and you'll see that other bizarre abilities still work—it just proves that 682 is too tough! So tough that 053's killing intent can't even scratch its surface!"

"I'm impressed, a true Emperor-level expert!"

The comments section was in an uproar.

Angel Yan was also stunned, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.

At this moment, 053's touch felt as light as a spring breeze.

As for 682, it didn't even bother to flick its tail, as if the creature teasing it wasn't a deadly monster, but a kitten tugging at its ears.

Even Angel Ruoning frowned.

With just a flick of his fingertip, Master Hua was gone;

But this 682, despite being touched on the face, patted on the head, and having its nose pulled, didn't even yawn once.

It's a ghost!

Can anyone explain what exactly happened?

Could it be that there really is a theory that these strange things "cancel each other out"?

[In the video]

"Awesome!! Big Niu Niu is the best!!"

053 giggled, clapping its chubby little hands loudly, then leaped up and pounced on 682, landing steadily on 682's broad, platform-like head, laughing as if it had found the most precious treasure in the world.

The latter simply tilted his head lazily, as if the other was nothing more than a buzzing mosquito, not worth bothering to look at.

But the 053 gradually loosened its grip and became increasingly daring.

Using both hands and feet, she clumsily but stubbornly climbed onto the top of 682's head, her arms tightly wrapped around its thick neck, her little face buried in its thick scales, her eyes curving into crescents as she laughed, looking like a wild child frolicking on the back of a gentle giant bull.

The 682-year-old man symbolically shook his head and tensed his muscles, his movements so light they seemed to be teasing her.

What's even more astonishing is that the moment 053 lost her grip and slipped off its back, 682 suddenly lowered its body, pushed off the ground with its limbs and lunged forward, using its chin to catch her falling body, and then steadily lifted her up, allowing her to sit back on its broad back!

"Go, Niu Niu! Go! Go! Go—!"

053 Abby stomped her feet excitedly, pointed forward with her little hand, and directed 682 to crash into the wall.

682, who was originally dozing in the corner, suddenly became excited, his blood surged, two streams of hot white breath spewed out of his nostrils, his muscles bulged, and his heavy body was launched out with a deafening roar as he crashed into the wall!

"Stop, stop, stop! Brother said we can't touch the wall!! Niu Niu, spin around! I want to spin around—!"

She suddenly remembered something and hurriedly grabbed the hard spine behind 682's neck.

The enormous creature braked suddenly, its forelimbs digging into the ground, its massive head scraping against the earth, carving two deep, charred gashes that even made smoke rise from the floor, before it finally came to a stop.

It even panted heavily while secretly turning its neck to repeatedly check out of the corner of its eye whether 053 was shaking or panicking.

Immediately afterwards—

Under the stunned gaze of countless Earthlings, the usually unruly 682, like an excited, tail-wagging teddy bear, carried 053 and ran wildly in circles around the containment area, its hooves thundering and dust flying everywhere.

The petite 053 girl sat firmly on it like a rock, without her clothes fluttering even slightly.

It was as if she was born to sit there, and 682 was born to carry her on its back.

This scene left the world speechless.

Special operations team monitoring room.

"Am I...am I seeing things?"

Xinye pinched his thigh hard, his voice weak.

"This...this is tamed? Wasn't 682 a mad dog that even a nuclear explosion couldn't kill? And 053, that's a killing machine that drives people mad with blood!"

Chuangzi stared with his mouth agape, his fingers unconsciously digging into the edge of the control panel.

Du Ao, Lian Feng, and all the other commanders fell silent, their faces filled with bewilderment that said, "This doesn't make sense."

"She really got me... 053 can actually handle 682?!"

Du Qiangwei stared at the screen, her fingertips icy cold.

Back then, during that catastrophe that nearly tore the earth apart, 682 withstood a barrage of missiles with his bare flesh and blood, and his self-healing was as natural as breathing—but now he's being used as a mount by a little girl.

Devil's Castle.

"You bitch!! I knew this was going to happen!!"

Morgana shattered the armrest of the crystal throne with a single blow, her nails digging deep into the cracks in the stone. "Damn it! These mutants are all a matter of chance! What kind of monster is 053? How can it possibly restrain 682?!"

Her chest heaved violently, and the vision of mistakenly killing Keisha and flattening the Angel Temple flashed through her mind—a single 682 was enough to make those Lightwing Birds drink three jugs of strong liquor!

……

"Queen Ruoning, we've suffered a terrible loss!"

"Who says otherwise? Who would have thought she also had the talent to tame high-risk entities!"

"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

Several male angels clicked their tongues in astonishment.

Queen Ruoning remained silent for a moment, her knuckles clenching until they turned white—regret was like a vine tightly binding her heart, almost suffocating her.

But given the situation at the time, she had no chance of winning even against the clone of Yan, so how could she be forced to force her way through?

Wrong!

"Damn it! I died for nothing?!"

In the rift of the underworld, Master Hua was picking up fragments of souls from the ground, furiously throwing them at the ground. "That little brat is so arrogant? Those blind dogs from the Containment Association! When I get back, I'll snap your necks one by one!!"

……

[Scene cuts back to the scene]

Tired from playing, 053 patted 682's head, signaling it to stop. She squatted on its skull, took out a highlighter, and drew a funny, grimacing face on this "old man."

The 682, whose intelligence is no less than that of a human, neither got angry nor dodged; he simply lowered his eyes and let her little hands bounce on his forehead.

Shortly after, several staff members from the shelter pushed open the door and entered.

The door had barely opened a crack when 682's pupils constricted, and a low growl escaped his throat—

The next second, blood splattered, and the two fell to the ground on the spot, while the five dragged their broken bones and limbs, howling and rolling around.

"Hiss... No wonder he's Grandpa 682, he's ruthless enough to send chills down your spine!"

"These unlucky bastards are blind! How dare they trespass on my territory and cause trouble!"

"The more I look at it, the more I feel like 682 isn't guarding 053 at all, but rather protecting her territory?"

"Damn it, I think so too!"

……

The barrage of comments exploded.

But as soon as he finished speaking—

[Interaction terminated]

[Execution failed: 053 was unable to suppress 682, operation forcibly aborted]

The cold white text flashed by.

The screen suddenly went black.

Containment Association J in the central area.

[Ding! You have successfully promoted the widespread dissemination of the 053 and 682 interactive experiment across the internet, increasing its popularity by +8000 million]

[Ding! Congratulations on unlocking a special reward: the right to confer the title of Death Knight among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse]

A clear, bell-like notification sound gently struck Jiang Chen's mind.

Special Item: Death Knight Conferment Certificate (Exclusive to the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse)

Effect: The one who grants this power may appoint any bizarre or alien creature as a Death Knight; the appointee and his mount will be bound to his will and obey his every command.