Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 476 The End
The Man of a Thousand Faces once said that the apostles are not a special constitution, but a class, a symbol.

This includes both humans who have complete control over bizarre powers and bizarre beings that have gained human consciousness.

Cheng Lejia happens to be the latter.

Ai Liang's abilities far surpass those of ordinary apostles. In his eyes, ordinary apostles are no different from fusion warriors in the eyes of apostles.

Under absolute power, Cheng Lejia's consciousness was quickly and completely erased by Ai Liang, turning him into a bizarre being without any negative corrosive effects and possessing spatial abilities.

Moreover, it's so clean that it could be directly given to the countermeasures bureau to be processed into armor.

Ai Liang divided Cheng Lejia, who had turned into black mud, into two, then into four, then into eight, and put them into the plasma stream in batches for destruction.

Even a person with a thousand faces would find it difficult to recover if their memories and personality were violently erased.

But Ai Liang felt that simply erasing memories and spirit was not enough.

Does anyone know if there are other places in the world like Jin Ping'an, who has the ability to see the past and rewind time?

Anyway, keeping this thing in my possession will only cause me trouble, so the safest way to deal with it is to grind it to ashes.

call out!
A whooshing sound as if the air was being torn apart rose up.

Caught off guard, a small gash was torn in Ai Liang's telekinetic power.

In a small area not covered by telekinesis, a deep blue portal flashed by, forcefully sucking away five fragmented bodies from beside Ai Liang.

Remove the two burnt-to-ash remains, plus the part that Ai Liang was holding with her telekinesis.

With this one move, the magician swept away more than half of Janus's body.

However, despite his great success, he stared solemnly at the black mud around him, which showed no trace of consciousness.

"Are we still late..."

The magician murmured.

Realizing he couldn't force his way into a space filled with telekinesis, the magician changed his approach.

It's clear that the portal can't be opened in the locked-down area, but that doesn't mean all spatial abilities are ineffective.

He first used a spatial portal to reach a place dozens of kilometers away from his destination. Then, he concentrated all his energy to activate his spatial abilities, tearing a small opening in the telekinetic blockade and taking the opportunity to rescue his disciple.

After confirming that the eerie consciousness had been extinguished, the magician looked at the remaining one-eighth in Ai Liang's hand.

"Wait! I..."

Ai Liang didn't give the magician a chance to speak. Right in front of him, she threw the part of the body she was holding into the plasma stream.

Now, the apostle codenamed "Disciple" only has five-eighths left, which is the same as the magician's.

The magician's face darkened: "There's no need to go this far."

"Some people are courting death, so they have no one else to blame but themselves."

Ai Liang said calmly, "Just like when you're toying with humans, have you ever considered when to stop?"

"But we're not human..."

"In my eyes, you are no different from weak humans."

Ai Liang interrupted the magician directly: "If we follow the logic of your Apostles Society, that as long as you are stronger than your opponent, you can control everything they have at will... unfortunately, I am a little stronger than you."

“We have never put forward that kind of logic.”

The magician's eyes gradually sharpened: "The Apostles are just building a new order. You could have joined us, but you betrayed your own class."

"Class? Whether the Apostles' class is based on race or power, I don't need to elaborate, do I?"

Ai Liang narrowed her eyes and looked at the magician: "According to the division of power, I can easily kill an apostle, so why should I stay on the same class as you and coexist peacefully?"

Ai Liang bluntly mocked the Apostles' theory of mutual help.

If we set aside the strange powers and the non-human identity...

What's the difference between what the apostles of the Apostles do and those guys who collude to monopolize resources and oppress the lower classes?
It's just that the resources that humans need are severely devalued in their hands.

In the end, it still couldn't escape the social structure of humanity.

The current harmony is merely due to the small number of Apostles and the fact that the pie is too big for all of them to eat.

If the arrival of a bizarre era is true.

With the future surge in Apostles members, conflicts of interest are inevitable.

Will they still be able to maintain their utopian life of mutual help and support by then?

Ai Liang didn't believe they hadn't considered this.

It's just unclear what grand promises the Thousand-Faced Man made that made this group of people willing to fight for them.

Or perhaps, the will of these apostles had already been altered by the Thousand-Faced Man?

If it were the Thousand-Faced Man who did such a thing, Ai Liang wouldn't be surprised at all.

"It seems we have nothing to talk about."

The magician held a cane-like object in one hand, and his aura continued to rise.

Before long, the aura that Ai Liang sensed from him had surpassed that of a disciple by countless levels, approaching the level of Heat Death Spirit Transformation.

This guy wasn't even fighting seriously in the previous battles.

No wonder he's always among the people the Apostles provide support to.

As long as he is present, it is difficult for the Apostles to suffer any real casualties.

Faced with the onslaught of the magician, Ai Liang didn't waste any words and directly increased the level of support for the telekinetic power of the mental puppet.

A new round of battle is about to break out.

Just then, a mental wave surged into the magician's mind once again.

'Geharu, come back.'

The magician frowned: "What did you say? Janus just died at his hands!"

'If you return now and deliver Janus's remains to my clone, he can still be saved. If we insist on fighting the Hermit, are you confident you can avoid affecting Janus?'

The man with a thousand faces advised again.

The magician paused for two seconds: "Gaia, I also possess psychic abilities. Janus has been completely transformed..."

I said, there's still hope for him.

The man with a thousand faces didn't explain; he simply repeated what he had said.

The magician began to hesitate, gazing at Ai Liang from afar, undecided.

But in the end, he still restrained all his abilities.

The magician opened a portal and looked at Ai Liang: "Hermit, let's settle this score next time. I hope you can still maintain your current momentum then."

Ai Liang looked at the magician quietly: "Although I don't have much ill will towards you, if you insist on causing trouble, I don't mind killing another apostle. I hope you won't be like Janus and insist on courting death."

After saying that, Ai Liang flew off towards the Asia Alliance without looking back.

The magician stared at Ai Liang's retreating figure with a somber expression, ultimately failing to launch an attack.

"Gaia, activate your clone. I'll take Janus back with me now."

After the magician finished speaking, he turned and went into the portal.

This battle of annihilation, a struggle between the Countermeasures Bureau and the Apostles, ultimately ended with the disciples' formation and the death of heat death.

(End of this chapter)