Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

Those who come are not good, and those who are good don't.

The three completely unfamiliar parties were strangely locked in a stalemate at this moment.

It was the reaction of the dozen or so mages in the air that made the other three psychic beings who were spying discover a problem.

That is, there was a person present, a person who could not be seen by mental scanning.

This situation was very familiar to all three of them, because they had experienced it once before.

Let's leave aside the three people who discovered this scene underground for now.

On the ground, Zheng Zha understood some things after entering the mode of imitating Chu Xuan.

Then, the sound gathered into a thread, and a soft voice rang out:
"The captain of the East America team?"

"It seems so."

"However, I'm very curious, what is your relationship with Zhao Yingkong from our team?"

"Also an assassin?"

The long-haired man approaching from the opposite side wasn't very tall.

He looks to be only about 1.78 meters tall.

However, he had a straight posture and was extremely handsome.

Upon hearing Zheng Zha's words, the smile on his face deepened.

He said with a touch of sentimentality:
"Zhao Yingkong?"

"What a long-lost name."

"But I'm very curious how you knew I was also an assassin?"

Zheng Zha looked at the long-haired youth:

"Your walking posture, arm swing, and shoulder-elbow coordination are more than 70% similar to Zhao Yingkong's."

"This is a subconscious habit that can only be formed over many years from childhood, coupled with the appearance of an East Asian. Apart from the Zhao family, there is no one else like them."

"Also, the intelligence the Arctic team gave us at the beginning indicated that your close combat ability is extremely strong and you excel at movement speed."

"Therefore, there is a 90% chance that you are a member of the Zhao family."

"Moreover, judging from your expression, it seems you've seen me before; this isn't the first time you've seen me like this."

"I'm sure I've never seen you before, so you met that guy from the Demon Team, right?"

"Fourth-tier gene lock, powerful, assassin!"

"Chu Xuan once said that Zhao Yingkong's strength was enough to enter the Demon Team, but the Demon Team we encountered did not have her."

"Therefore, there is only one fact: existences of the same type have better options."

"And that choice is you."

"You must have met the version of yourself from the Demon Team, right?"

"Zhao—Zhui—Kong—!"

After Zheng Zha uttered the name calmly, the blood-red light in his pupils suddenly intensified.

The long-haired man's smile turned into surprise.

"No, you're wrong about the last point."

"I have never seen another version of myself, because before that, the Demon Team version of myself was killed by one of his teammates."

"I never expected that I, who have always been the one killing others, would end up in a different position after joining the Demon Team."

"What a ridiculous joke!"

"But I'm curious, how did you know my name?"

Zheng Zha let out a soft breath.

A moon-white crystal longsword appeared in his hand, which he gripped firmly.

"It's very simple, because this name came from the mouth of another version of myself."

"Although the other Li Xiao has already killed the other you."

"But I am still very grateful to God for sending you to me."

“Zhao Zhuikong, do you know that the other me has personally admitted that he doesn’t blame you and even understands you.”

"But I can't."

"I am not the same as him in the end."

"So... why?"

"Why...why did you..."

When Zheng Zha said the last sentence, he clearly thought of something.

Immediately afterwards, the crimson flames on the surface of his body deepened even further.

Zheng Zha is aware of his own shortcomings.

I knew this even before entering the God's Space.

Whether it's the Virgin Mary or naivety.

But he did this with only one thought in mind: that when he or someone he cherishes needs help, someone will be there to lend a hand.

However, reality refuted his naive idea time and time again.

In addition, there's another story told by himself.

This completely shattered Zheng Zha's wishful thinking.

He desperately wanted to ask, selfishly, why Zhao Zhuikong wasn't helping?

Why should we just stand by and watch all this happen?
When this thought arises.

Zheng Zha's violent aura made all the creatures around him feel uneasy and restless.

The magicians in the air, seeing this scene, could no longer contain themselves.

The wand in his hand instantly began to glow.

The magicians coordinated their attacks, half targeting Zheng Zha and the other half targeting the long-haired youth.

Zheng Zha's fists were already clenched, and the crimson energy all over his body suddenly receded.

Faced with the choice between the fourth-order gene lock and destruction, Zheng Zha decisively chose the latter.

Zheng Zha's eyes and intuition told him.

The Zhao Zhuikong who appeared before him was the strongest being he had encountered since entering the horror movie and the world of the main god.

They might even surpass those two players from the original Celestial Team.

Despite its immense power, the fourth-order gene lock is uncontrollable.

He also wanted to see if Destruction could truly contend with a fourth-order gene lock!

If it didn't work before, what about now that the physical fitness has been strengthened again?
Snapped!
The sound of footsteps echoed.

Zheng Zha's figure vanished instantly.

Zhao Zhuikong looked surprised, because Zheng Zha had already appeared in front of him in the next instant.

He slashed down vertically with his long sword.

The blood-red blade light instantly extended and began to magnify.

But Zhao Zhuikong's figure was like a phantom at this moment.

Upon realizing something was wrong, Zheng Zha's right forearm muscles immediately bulged.

He pushed his wrist to rotate and swung the knife to one side.

Zheng Zha knew.

In your burst phase, the first attack gives you the biggest advantage.

And that is indeed the case.

Even someone as powerful as Zhao Zhuikong is now, under Zheng Zha's devastating surprise attack, and then using sacrifice to blast open flesh and blood.

It was hit as well.

With a tearing sound, a stream of warm blood splattered onto the ice.

Zheng Zha's right foot missed the mark and he charged forward.

The longsword in his hand shone with a crimson light once more.

On the other side, Zhao Zhuikong looked at the wound on his shoulder, and his expression finally changed.

Especially after seeing Zheng Zha disappear again, the assassin stood still and started waving his fingers.

"Such speed is truly astonishing, but sometimes being too fast isn't a good thing; it can easily lead you into the abyss..."

Zheng Zha, who had been advancing rapidly, suddenly narrowed his eyes and immediately realized something.

He lifted the white shield on his back with one hand and held it in front of him, curling his body up as much as possible.

Bang bang bang!
The sound of metal breaking suddenly occurred.

Zheng Zha became increasingly certain that this person was related to Zhao Yingkong.

Because both of them had the same weapon: metal wire.

At this moment, Zheng Zha only saw that, centered on himself, the surroundings had somehow become covered with metal wires. Even the ice on the ground and the streets on both sides were cleaved in two by the shield he was holding.

Of course, it wasn't the bone-white shield that cut through these, but rather the invisible sharpness on the other side of the shield.

Moreover, Zheng Zha also saw that the ice surface and the broken edges of the walls and buildings were smooth and flat, like a mirror.

"No, it's not memory metal wire; it should be a similar, more powerful tool."

That is, after the two of them each made a move.

A series of deadly green fluorescent spells shot out.

However, neither Zheng Zha nor Zhao Zhuikong took it to heart.

Zheng Zha held a shield in one hand and a knife in the other.

When the Avada Kedavra spell arrived, a triangular barrier shimmering with an earthy yellow light appeared around him, completely separating the magic from Zheng Zha.

Zhao Zhuikong is even more amazing.

The green light that had struck him was actually refracted off him and struck the magicians in mid-air.

After a series of wails, the old magicians died and fell to the ground.

The protective jade pendant on Zheng Zha's body was the one that Xiao Honglu had upgraded.

However, the protective jade pendant has been completely renewed, if we only consider the cultivation system.

That is, the magic weapon refined by the Foundation Establishment stage cultivator has been transformed into a magic treasure of the Golden Core stage.

It's like how even the finest magical artifact is no match for a low-grade magical treasure.

The protective jade pendant will not break as long as its energy is not completely consumed.

Moreover, it's now more intelligent than the previous automatic activation.

It can be controlled at will.

This is also why no one from the Zhongzhou team had a protective aura during the previous battle.

If it were still the old protective jade pendant, their thirty chances might have been forcibly used up before they even entered the vault.

Zhao Zhuikong looked at Zheng Zha, who was a hundred meters away, with his smile unchanged. He reached out and flicked an invisible thread in front of him.

He exclaimed in admiration:
"very good, very powerful!"

"Zheng Zha, you have not disappointed me."

"No wonder he's a clone of someone else."

"The other three teams should have already told you my information, right?"

"But even so, you are confident in your ability to fight back, so you have also unlocked the fourth-order gene lock?"

"But then again, this fact is not surprising."

"Captain of the Central Plains Team, I just came to say hello, see you later..."

Before the man could finish speaking, Zheng Zha entered a state of destruction once again.

After one knife.

A deep ravine suddenly appeared between Zhao Zhuikong and the ground he was standing on.

Zhao Zhuikong, who had been split in two, shattered like a mirror and then disappeared completely.

All that remains is a crack in the ground that stretches for nearly a hundred meters on the street.

Zheng Zha snorted inwardly at the result.

As he was being destroyed, he looked up at his surroundings, then flapped his wings.

It also disappears during this near-solidification period.

At this point, all the "enemies" in Gringotts Wizarding Bank had vanished without a trace.

From the moment Zheng Zha made his move, to Zhao Zhuikong being injured, and then disappearing.

All of this happened in just a few seconds.

now.

A house in a corner of Diagon Alley.

"Aren't you going to take action?"

"Chu Xuan, since you already guessed that Zhao Zhuikong would come to test us, why didn't you keep him here?"

Zhan Lan's voice echoed in the room through the slugs.

The other Chu Xuan, sitting on a wooden chair, looked through the icy window of the room at the vanished Zhao Zhuikong and said calmly:
"Because of time..."

"The operation against Gringotts Wizarding Bank has dragged on for far too long."

"Whether it's Zhao Zhuikong or the other teams, they all know that this is not the best battlefield."

"Do you think those three teams didn't expect Zhao Zhuikong to come?"

"And don't forget, the plot of this horror movie has only just begun..."

As Chu Xuan spoke, his eyes flickered as he looked at the magic that had arrived from the sky via teleportation:
"Zhan Lan, have you ever thought about this?"

"Both are gene locks, but killing one that unlocks the fourth stage unlocks a B-level side quest and rewards 7000 points. Killing one that unlocks the first stage gene lock also unlocks the same thing. Do you know why?"

Chu Xuan didn't wait for Zhan Lan's reply and spoke again on his own:
"Because this has always been a false premise; perhaps the existence of the fourth-order gene lock makes one virtually invincible..."

Chu Xuan, who was asking and answering his own questions, quickly broke free from this peculiar thought process.

"There is another reason, the main reason."

"That means the people from Hogwarts have arrived."

Chu Xuan had just finished speaking.

One by one, familiar figures arrived in this dilapidated Diagon Alley.

Looking at the miserable state of the Ministry of Magic members and the vanished enemy.

The professors who rushed over were like the police officers in a crime movie who were cleaning up the mess.

They took on the task of "post-war reconstruction".

Under a series of magical spells, the ground cracked, houses collapsed, streets were damaged, and the largest area was frozen.

Everything gradually returned to normal.

Chu Xuan and Mo Si witnessed all of this.

One day later.

Privet Road Hotel.

The turmoil in the magical world had no impact on the Muggle world.

It's as if they're not on the same latitude.

In fact, not only Zheng Zha and Li Xiao, but also Zhu Wen and the others couldn't figure it out.

Why must a world be forcibly divided into two, and so thoroughly at that?

In the latter half of the main Harry Potter storyline, the trio of protagonists refused to flee into the Muggle world to escape their pursuit.

Instead, they remained in the magical world.

However, Zhan Lan offered an explanation from a writer's perspective.

That means it's not allowed.

The first point is probably the concern that the Death Eaters hunting them down would go on a killing spree in the Muggle world.

Secondly, their families.

Neither the Ministry of Magic nor Voldemort's Death Eaters paid any attention to or had any interest in the Muggle world.

But don't forget, both Harry and Hermione have relatives living in the Muggle world.
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Inside the hotel.

A small, square bronze pot stood on the table.

There was no one else.

The world in a pot.

"Left side, left side!!"

"Saito Hajime, can you hurry up? Isn't this supposed to be the Light Wheel Three Thousand?"

"How come it's still not as much as Harry Potter's two thousand!"

"Damn it, Cheng Xiao, hurry up!"

"Captain, you hold the left flank!!"

"Li Xiao, quickly block it!"

"Gotcha!"

Chen Zilong's face lit up with joy as he looked at the golden ball that had been forced in front of him.

As the bell in his hand vibrated, a large, dark golden net instantly enlarged and covered everything.

But this was precisely when Chen Zilong thought everything was foolproof.

The golden ball with wings in the net suddenly disappeared into thin air.

When they reappeared, they were already outside the large metal net. (End of Chapter)