Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 168 The Endgame and the Early Return

Mu Xiang immediately understood what it was. Sure enough, the Dream Realm and the Abyss World were inextricably linked.

Just as the real and fantasy worlds of this plane are two sides of the same coin, so too are the dream world and the abyss world!
Just then, the fantasy world turned into pure black, while the real world where Mu Xiang stood blossomed into pure white... That pure black was not the black stained by the abyss world, but rather the "color" of the fantasy world in a conceptual sense.

The interplay of yin and yang, the interplay of emptiness and fullness, and the unity of two sides constitute the logic behind the evolution of this plane.

The next moment, the black shadow overhead turned crimson, a sign that their position was facing an invasion. There was no verbal communication, but Mu Xiang understood it immediately with just one glance.

A beam of light flickered behind Mu Xiang, drawing his attention... Mu Xiang turned around and saw the rapidly flashing beam of light, as if urging him to do something.

Mu Xiang now understands the situation... Resisting the invasion of the Abyss and redeeming the plane are actually the same task.

Most of this plane has been corrupted by the abyss. The only way to save it is to use the principles of civilization to expel the invaders. But the invaders aren't your sons; you can't just expel them as you please.
Mu Xiang found the reason why Chu Hao's words became law in the information of the Civilization Principles... The invaders of "The Ghostly Circuit" did not achieve the level of dimensional invasion. When the Civilization Principles have a support, they can start from the origin of the plane and expel the invaders who do not belong to this plane.

But the Abyss World is different now. As a plane-level invader, it has usurped many of the original elements of this plane. The method Chu Hao used back then is clearly not feasible. Even if Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha were to jointly bear the burden of the plane conflict, the two of them wouldn't be able to do it.

It's impossible to expel them by force. There are too many fourth-order beings in the Abyss World, plus that chaotic fifth-order being, their size has reached an immeasurable level...

The only way is to bind the fantasy world, thus severing the connection between the abyss world and the fantasy world... The spacetime relationship between planes is changing every moment. Without an anchor, the abyss world loses its position in this plane!
Mu Xiang's left hand twitched involuntarily, and the typewriter immediately appeared in his hand. The original black, white, and red dots had dwindled to just black...

Each point of light can state or overwrite a fact in the corresponding world, because this point of light is the manifestation of the plane's origin.

The typewriter was made in the Abyss World, and the red light spot was a trace of the Abyss World's essence, which Mu Xiang used to expel himself.

The white light spot is a trace of the origin of the real world. Since the Central Continent Team is in the real world, it can also be affected by it... Mu Xiang considered the upper and lower limits of the overwrite and finally used it to reset the owner recognition status of the protective item seized from the Northern Flame Continent Team.

The remaining black specks of light were a trace of the very essence of the fantasy world… In fact, Mu Xiang had guessed the meaning of the three specks of light after destroying the manuscript. But he had a question: since destroying the manuscript was the only way to obtain the typewriter, and Hobbes Town had already been destroyed, making it impossible for them to re-enter… then what was the purpose of the black specks of light?
So that's the purpose of the black dots!

Without Mu Xiang needing to type anything, the moment the typewriter appeared, the black light drifted towards the pillar of light… The Fantasy World had already been occupied by the Abyss World, and this was the only remaining pure trace of its origin. For the Abyss World, the purity of this origin was irrelevant and wouldn't affect their invasion; but for the principles of civilization, this was the last chance.

As long as the pure origin of the fantasy world is touched again, the principles of civilization can bring the fantasy world back to its original state. This process can almost be described as a plane restart, which is the same principle as the reforging of earth, water, fire and wind in the field of plane studies.

So, will we be affected?

The thought flashed through Mu Xiang's mind, and the principles of civilization immediately responded to him in some form. Relieved by the favorable reply, Mu Xiang watched as the point of light was about to fall into the pillar of light.

The next moment, a chaotic murmur rang in his ears with unparalleled clarity. Mu Xiang's eyes were blank as he directly entered the third-order gene lock state!
Behemoth finally reached this place, having paid an unknown price to break through the numerous barriers of the laws of civilization. By now, the cold cloud of mist had shrunk considerably, leaving only its core.

But its mission is not to usurp the principles of civilization, but to pollute them… It's not the principles of civilization that are polluted, but the moment that black light spot is touched, the origin is no longer pure, and the last chance for the principles of civilization is lost. Then, the complete invasion of the abyss will naturally follow.

Mu Xiang seemed to hear the shouts from the crimson shadow above, and to hear extreme joy amidst the chaotic whispers in his ear… He roared, unleashing all the energy in his body. Golden ripples and limitless sword energy swirled on his arms, one on the left and one on the right, moving in opposite directions. With the surge of energy and killing intent, the Seven Killers' force field involuntarily expanded to its limit, momentarily stopping the onrushing Behemoth.

The next moment, Mu Xiang twisted his left and right hands together in opposite directions. The two spirals did not collide immediately, but instead surged into Mu Xiang's body in opposite directions... The two spirals that flowed in each carried half of the Kryptonian energy and exploded in the same entangled form! Mu Xiang's body resonated with the two forms of Kryptonian energy, and dazzling golden light burst forth from his body.

Holding a candle!

From the very beginning, Mu Xiang realized his condition was worrying… Although he appeared to be uninjured, his body's capacity to withstand the strain of the Candle-Holding Technique, and his reaction time to energy, were both significantly reduced. Therefore, this time, the duration of his Candle-Holding Technique would be much shorter than the last time!

Mu Xiang blocked the icy mist with both arms, then a burst of golden light pushed away the extremely condensed spiritual energy. He couldn't effectively annihilate spiritual energy, but in his Candle-Holding state, he could at least contend with it... Although his energy expenditure would be much greater than his opponent's, it was enough to stop him!
The dark fantasy world trembled, and the blackness of concepts and the blackness of permeation were shaken apart. The permeated blackness tried to pursue, but seemed to have lost its target.

The fantasy world tilted and collapsed, falling towards the direction of the principles of civilization. A pillar of light also rose from the ground in the center of the fantasy world, much dimmer, yet echoing the pillar of light behind Mu Xiang.

Not enough, still not enough!

Mu Xiang unleashed 30% of his energy, forcefully pushing Behemoth back to a great distance with the impact of the energy.

The fantasy world is an anchor point to the abyss, but doesn't the real world also have anchor points to the abyss?

Behemoth could no longer corrupt the source of the light pillar, so Mu Xiang ignored it and reached out to touch it. The light pillar flickered rapidly, this time not repelling him, but rather seeming to beckon him.

Mu Xiang saw everything that was happening in the real world from the most genuine perspective...

Qi Tengyi was besieged by countless twisted shadows. His face was pale, clearly due to excessive mental strain, but he did not fall asleep. The double-B grade golden apple continuously healed his spirit, while radiating holy light, dispelling the shadows that attacked him. The shadows that were hit multiple times were even directly shattered and dispersed.

Zhan Lan used her purified psionic energy to repeatedly unleash her psionic whips. With the enhancement of her Tier 1 gene lock, she consistently defeated the most enemies with maximum efficiency. Sometimes, facing an urgent attack, Zhan Lan would directly withstand the blow and then launch a precise counterattack… because she possessed a protective item: a B-grade conservation piggy bank she had seized from Feng Yang. Stored with her own energy, it could be transformed into a protective shield!
Zhao Yingkong wielded her Xiaolian sword, shredding the intangible shadows; Bawang, on the other hand, raised his wolf claws and occasionally lifted his tubular pulse catapult to tear apart distorted flesh.

Zero and Zhang Heng fired precisely at one tangible monster after another; the deafening gunshots and the whistling of crossbow bolts proclaimed their accuracy.

Long Taobing gritted his teeth and stood up. Holy light protected those around him, occasionally blocking the approaching shadows, while his Evil Eye unleashed a fierce wind, injuring or even tearing apart the invisible enemies one by one. Except for Zhang Heng and Liu Xi, all the newcomers were completely distorted, and his rage made the fierce wind roar wildly!
Liu Xi observed her surroundings, stating her guesses while directing Zhang Jie to finish off the enemy.

They either gathered together or were scattered throughout the distorted space. As time passed, their own energy and the energy of their tools gradually depleted.

Zhang Jie watched the increasingly distorted space and silently disappeared behind the crowd... The next moment, boundless psychic power erupted, shattering the entire distorted hotel, leaving only the chaos at the boundary between reality and distortion. Then, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed into the chaos.

Zheng Zha, enveloped in a sea of ​​blood, soared into the sky... After a cry piercing the clouds, layers upon layers of spiritual energy storms dissipated into a raging torrent. All the crimson flames transformed into the sole tidal wave in the sea of ​​blood, shattering and incinerating Cthulhu's enormous head into nothingness.

Zheng Zha's wings shattered completely as the crimson flames dissipated, and he staggered before crashing down into the pyramid of hideous bodies below. The Deep Ones and the Star Familiars wailed, seemingly mourning the fall of their god, yet also celebrating the impending feast.

Mu Xiang then reached his hand into the pillar of light... In his candle-holding state, he bore the burden of civilization's expulsion of the real world!
A torrent of golden light exploded within Mu Xiang's body, then flowed out along his body.

At that moment, all the distortions and aberrations in the real world ceased.

Then, all the shadows, all the mutated flesh, all the Star Familiars and Deep Ones, and the ghouls and Shoggoths roaming the city... all exploded at the same time, leaving not even fragments behind, as if they had never existed.

The moment Cthulhu fell, Behemoth also let out a chaotic scream, and finally, it vanished into thin air the instant Mu Xiang reached out his hand.

"Mission accomplished, returning ahead of schedule, the whole team receives..."

The message from the Supreme God rang in everyone's ears at the same time, but some people could no longer hear it.

Mu Xiang smiled at that moment, and then lost consciousness.

The "Trembling Black Hole" dungeon is complete. Hooray!

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