Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 291 Blocking
Zheng Zha's expression turned serious. Without him making any big movements, the temperature in the entire workshop suddenly rose, and clusters of dark red flames appeared out of thin air, sealing off the space between the four white-robed military officers. These flames clearly originated from him alone, yet they possessed a sense of oppression, as if they were surrounding the four people opposite him.

"Then you should go and take a look. I'll hold things here."

Mu Xiang adjusted his glasses: "You might encounter multiple fourth-tier transcendents, is that alright?"

Zheng Zha waved his hand, and a dark spark burned a military officer's arm to ashes: "Don't worry, even if two fists can't beat four hands, I have plenty of ways to protect myself."

Mu Xiang nodded slightly, then put a ring on his hand.

Zheng Zha felt the ring looked familiar, but couldn't quite place it: "What is this?"

"This is the mysterious and wonderful tool we'll be using later," Mu Xiang said casually. "Good luck!"

The next moment, Mu Xiang broke through the wall of crimson flames, smashing the four military officers in front of him to pieces. He burst out of the workshop, his left foot stomping out, propelling him into the sky like a shooting star disappearing into the night.

Behind him were countless white-robed men rushing towards the former workshop, as well as fully armed machine soldiers.

However, after flying eastward for only a few seconds, a green light curtain descended from the sky, blocking Mu Xiang's path.

Unfortunately, blocking something in form is not the same as actually blocking it.

A sudden burst of blurry light and shadow shattered the seemingly continuous green light curtain into pieces.

A surprised exclamation rang out from above. Mu Xiang stopped in his tracks and saw a figure bathed in white moonlight emerging from the pitch-black night sky, devoid of any other light. If the white moon was the only source of light, then the night was a pitch-black curtain… At that moment, a person in white robes stepped out from behind the curtain.

"I don't have time to waste with you." Mu Xiang's eyes were blank. He unlocked his gene lock almost instantly and continued to unlock deeper without hesitation, finally stopping at the third stage.

Before the words were even finished, Mu Xiang appeared below the newcomer, his right foot flashing with ripples, rising upwards with a sonic boom and a gust of wind.

A green light shield appeared out of thin air, narrowly blocking the attack. This light shield was different from those used by the counselors and ministers we had seen before; the latter were covered with intricate magical runes, while the patterns on this light shield were simple and ancient, exuding a sense of hardness.

Seeing that the light shield had blocked the attack, the white-robed man didn't hesitate to strike down with his palm, intending to clash with Mu Xiang. Unexpectedly, the moment he touched the light shield, his body was sent flying backward like a cannonball; only then did he truly emerge from the curtain of darkness... only by being pulled out by immense force.

Although he was thwarted, the force of that palm strike still reached him to some extent.

Mu Xiang came to a not-so-surprising conclusion: "It's also incredibly detailed."

The man in white robes was still in the air when he waved his hands, and the surging air currents stabilized his body; at that moment, Mu Xiang's next attack also arrived first despite being delayed.

A punch wielding the Limitless Sword Qi slammed into the white-robed man's chest. Fortunately, his reaction was swift, managing to block the blow with both palms. Even so, a spray of green blood spurted from his mouth, dissipating as energy. Just as the white-robed man thought he had taken the punch, countless sword shadows bloomed before his chest, completely engulfing his figure. Though it was a punch, it was filled with boundless killing intent and overwhelming sword intent.

"You shouldn't be an ambassador... You look like a high-ranking military officer." Mu Xiang muttered to himself, "A fourth-tier combat-type extraordinary being, interesting."

The man in white was blasted far away by the punch, spitting out blood along the way, and was seriously injured.

After a moment's thought, Mu Xiang drew his sword, Ji Yue, and unleashed a Water Moon Heavenly Strike into the air. It seemed his aim wasn't to kill him, but rather to block him. The next moment, Mu Xiang broke the sound barrier and sped eastward.

The white-robed man coughed up specks of green light, barely managing to wipe them from his mouth with the back of his hand. The green blood stained his skin, turning into green light once more before seeping into it. A rune appeared on the back of his hand, and his expression finally eased somewhat.

"This is terrifying... Is this the power of a demigod?" the white-robed man muttered to himself. "I must report to the chief military officer and ask him to descend upon this plane."

As he spoke, the patterns on the back of his hand became increasingly glaring. With a wave of his hand, the pitch-black night sky seemed to be ripped open. It was clearly pure black in that spot, yet one could sense that something different had appeared there.

"So this is how you travel back and forth." A calm voice rang out.

Before the white-robed man could turn around to find the source, a clear moonlight swept across the back of his neck. The next moment, the octopus head wrapped in the white robe shot out. As a fourth-tier being, he wasn't immediately dead, but this was at an extremely high altitude, and his body was completely annihilated in the blurry light and shadow.

Mu Xiang sheathed his sword and this time, he truly flew eastward at breakneck speed.

“Chief Martial Officer…” Mu Xiang muttered to himself, “According to him, my power just now was comparable to that of a demigod…so the Chief Martial Officer should be a mid-level fourth-tier transcendent.”

"Theoretically, military officers and counselors are of the same rank, and the ones we just saw were also at the third rank. This military officer should be of a higher rank and his strength is firmly at the legendary level, probably on par with the minister... So, the chief military officer and ambassador should be the equivalent, with strength at the mid-fourth rank?"

Mu Xiang found it somewhat interesting. What he needed to do was to keep several fourth-tier powerhouses tied up in this plane. Furthermore, he had previously witnessed the military officer's method of returning to the stronghold, but how to use this method to infiltrate the enemy's main camp was another matter entirely.

"The Chief Military Advisor isn't in this plane. Sure enough, the Polar Day Society doesn't just control one plane, but the entire series of planes... In that case, their true stronghold might be independent of the plane group, or perhaps in a more core plane. The Supreme God initially just placed us in an inconspicuous experimental plane. Although we can occasionally travel to another production plane, it's ultimately not the core."

Thinking this, Mu Xiang landed in the town of Haddonfield in this dimension… Although the town had the same name, its layout was completely different. Clearly, in this dimension's Haddonfield, there were no Halloween murders. This was because the story in this dimension took place in Santamila, and the entire dimension had been completely taken over.

Beneath his feet were countless men wearing white masks, but their figures were not uniform; some even had distorted branches extending from them. Although they wore similar masks, in Mu Xiang's perception, their auras were far weaker than those of the two Michaels, and they did not resonate with each other.

"When will the chief military officer arrive..." Mu Xiang touched the ring on his hand, a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)