Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 304 The Final Battle?

Zheng Zha couldn't remember what happened after that. When the black flames stirred up the filth and blood, and when the filth and blood brought resentment, all enemies were merely new materials in this process.

The Asura Battle Body mobilized its power recklessly, but the more it killed, the stronger its power seemed to grow. Zheng Zha never felt exhausted; he only felt his body growing hotter and his consciousness growing colder.

His true form was enveloped in the Asura Battle Body, but it seemed to be undergoing strange changes at all times. How to best utilize the bloodline energy and how to best mobilize the red flames were all naturally resolved; the power of the blood essence he had previously absorbed was fully activated and then integrated into the three blood essences most suitable for him.

The genetic information of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Asura races was first integrated with other information, and then refined and incorporated into his own genes. At this moment, the power he absorbed from the blood essence of others was no longer separate from his own.

Everything fell before the black flames and the giant sword, then merged into the filthy blood. From the soldiers of the Polar Day Society who stayed behind at the central base, to the envoys and counselors in charge of individual planes, and the military officers of varying ranks, their attacks and resistance were meaningless, only dragging Zheng Zha further and further down this path.

It wasn't until a green light slammed into his chest and drilled into his Asura Battle Body through some strange path that Zheng Zha's consciousness was pulled upwards.

No, it wasn't just a path... it was a demonic rune that had burrowed into his body!
The next moment, the Asura Battle Body stopped moving, revealing green lines that looked as if it would crack at any moment.

But the Asura Battle Body did not crack in the end; the black flames fell upon him and then mended the cracks.

The crimson giant finally awoke from his pure carnage and silently looked at the newcomer.

It was a magnificent white robe. Judging from the intensity of the energy and the methods he had just used, his true identity was becoming increasingly clear...

The highest-ranking person in charge of the Polar Day Society in this plane group has finally shown up.

Unfortunately, this demigod-level expert was far from composed; his face, hidden beneath his white robes, even showed signs of exasperation. Not because so many of his subordinates had been wantonly slaughtered, but because he had been outmaneuvered.

This reincarnation team actually has a demigod-level mental power expert... who even tried to control him using psychological suggestion. The ambassador was only observing through the puppet in the experimental plane when he was invaded by that suggestion. This move was extremely clever; at least no one in the Polar Day Society could do this, and the ambassador naturally fell for it.

It took him a considerable amount of time to completely eliminate the invading mental energy, so as to prevent it from affecting him at a crucial moment later.

After discovering this problem, he casually killed the two counselors who had come to him to check the situation. These two had become puppets who were being manipulated... It was as easy for the other side to control those who hadn't even reached the fourth tier as it was for the Polar Day Society to control those in the experimental planes.

However, while the ambassador was in a sorry state, the man before him, whose true nature was unknown, was in no better shape. Although he had fought with great ferocity, he had already fallen into a rage, capable of nothing but slaughter and destruction. This might have a deterrent effect on others, but to a demigod who had already ignited his divine fire, he was nothing more than a mad dog.

They are truly evenly matched rivals who made their entrances.

Just then, another portal opened.

Another person, exuding murderous intent, stepped out. His aura was equally dangerous, like a ferocious beast descending. Although this aura had been somewhat subdued, it was still detectable by the senses of a demigod.

"So this is your central base." Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses and scanned the surrounding structures. "It's still the same metal. I guess it's because this metal best suits your magic runes and magic power?"

He spoke casually, and walked casually, but every movement made the ambassador tense up.

"Looking at the statue you've set up, your aesthetic sense isn't very good either," Mu Xiang said calmly. The ambassador's face flushed with anger: "Who dares to blaspheme my sovereign!"

Mu Xiang's words only angered the other party; in fact, he could also see that the statue was definitely not simple.

At the very center of this base stands a statue of a god. Although it is sculpted and materialized, his true face remains obscured.

Countless tubes engraved with magical runes, like the roots of a statue, protrude from the statue, then pierce the ground along the bottom of the statue, spreading in all directions and illuminating one instrument after another whose purpose is unknown.

Under the power of X-ray vision, the eerie structure within the statue is laid bare. An impenetrable emerald-colored energy permeates it, circulating through a myriad of intricate pathways, which together form a three-dimensional circuit.

The interior of the statue is not made of metal or stone as it appears on the outside, but rather a soft texture that fluctuates from time to time with the flow of energy... If I had to describe it, it would be a kind of fleshy texture.

An even larger portal opened not far away, revealing two powerful auras. They were the chief military officer and the giant puppet who had rushed back to the central base. Although one was quite exhausted and the other was just beginning to take shape, both of their auras were firmly above the legendary level.

"This is interesting." Mu Xiang shrugged, waved his hand, and Ji Yue appeared in his hand. "Three against two, but you can't win."

When the chief military officer passed through the portal, all he saw was wreckage and all he heard was a mixture of wails.

Countless bodies, either shattered by a single blow or torn apart by the shockwave, writhed on the ground, stained with pitch-black flames. The black flames above absorbed their remaining screams, turning them into rolling, grotesque blood; the demonic runes below extracted the energy from their bodies, providing nourishment for the ground array.

Some of them were not quite dead yet, either making meaningless cries or appealing to the high-ranking ambassador for help.

But no one cares whether they live or die. At this moment, their only use is to give their lives back to the Polar Day Society, turning them into a bargaining chip for victory.

The ambassador and the chief military officer exchanged a glance, and suddenly burst forth with green light. New patterns emerged from the magical runes on the ground, enhancing their power; more magical runes spread towards the giant puppet's feet, causing its body to grow larger and larger.

The chief military officer gave a low shout and shot off towards Mu Xiang; the ambassador snapped his fingers, summoning countless star-like orbs of light that shot towards the blood-red giant. Meanwhile, the ever-growing giant puppet, covered in green vein-like patterns, slapped its hands towards Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha respectively.

The energies of the three entities, drawn together by the magical runes on the ground, formed a subtle resonance. Space itself seemed to solidify within the green light, sealing the two individuals inside.

Mu Xiang shook his head, and the light of the clear moon swept out, tearing apart the surrounding space, and then slashed towards the Asura Battle Body. This slash arrived even before the countless light bullets. Zheng Zha was caught off guard, and a large hole was torn open on the outside of the Asura Battle Body, forcing the black flames to repair it. The blood-red giant turned its head to look at Mu Xiang and let out a furious roar.

The high-ranking military officer's palms arrived at that moment, and Mu Xiang kicked them, sending the officer flying towards the giant puppet. He himself then flipped backward, landing on the ground and soaring into the sky.

His target was the clasped hands of the deity...

A white mask, enveloped in green light, floated above the enormous hands.

(End of this chapter)