Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 371 Fruit
Zhao Zhuikong's ability to control his killing intent was astonishing. He was like a needle, and only the target pointed at by the needle could feel the suffocating killing intent.

At this moment, a terrifying aura emanated from him... This was not killing intent, but twisted malice!
Liu Xi sighed inwardly. She suddenly thought of Mu Xiang; sometimes, he would unintentionally exude a similar aura. But the fact that Zhao Zhuikong had entered this state meant that her mission was half complete.

Judging from the level of power, it was impossible for Zhao Zhuikong not to enter this state... Even if Liu Xi lacked confidence in the True Sense Vision, she should still believe in the telekinetic power that she was currently manipulating.

Zhao Yingkong stared intently at Zhao Zhuikong, her breathing becoming labored amidst the pervasive malice. Yet her gaze remained fixed, both to prepare for a possible reaction and for comparison.

Comparing the warm older brother in my memory to the monster before me, who is now just an empty shell...

"Don't get too emotionally involved... He's just a clone." Mu Xiang's words echoed in Zhao Yingkong's ears again.

But... isn't this clone also from that Zhao Zhuikong? What has the original Zhao Zhuikong become?

Zhao Yingkong didn't know. She took a deep breath. If she could really capture the clone Zhao Zhuikong, many questions could be answered, right? Although she was somewhat afraid of that conversation, she still hoped for it.

Liu Xi glanced at the direction of the bus and, after noticing the situation inside, felt a little relieved... She had succeeded.

“It’s very impolite to be distracted while fighting someone.” Zhao Zhuikong’s laughter rang out behind Liu Xi.

Liu Xi did not dodge at all. The psychic power around her body changed from stillness to movement, from defense to offense, and directly attacked outward.

With a soft sound, Zhao Zhuikong appeared dozens of meters away, but one of his arms was twisted at an odd angle.

Metal powder rained down on Liu Xi, the protective shield created by Chu Xuan and Mu Xiang. Although telekinesis and spatial distortion had blocked and deflected some of the power, Zhao Zhuikong's attack still shattered the protective device.

For the first time, Zhao Zhuikong showed surprise. He looked at his arm: "It's not telekinesis, nor is it a spatial ability... You reflected my power?"

Liu Xi couldn't answer him; the intense dizziness made her unable to say anything more.

As expected of a fourth-tier powerhouse, to reflect his power many times over and even harm him, Liu Xi's calculation ability was also very high... While mobilizing telekinesis and using True Sense Vision to distort spatial coordinates to reflect his attack, Liu Xi's brain finally found it difficult to cope.

With the support of Zhitian Ether, Liu Xi could be quite at ease... but unfortunately, she couldn't use Zhitian Ether on Zhao Yingkong.

Because of this, the burden on her brain will also be shared with Zhao Yingkong, and Zhao Yingkong cannot bear it!

"You really are always surprising me." Zhao Zhuikong smiled with satisfaction again, but his gaze was on Zhao Yingkong. "Your partner is like that, and so are you... Did you start learning and imitating just because you saw how I used it?"

As he spoke, two more Zhao Zhuikongs appeared behind him, blocking the attacks of several short swords.

Zhao Zhuikong's mirror image and Zhao Yingkong's mirror image are both fragile and easily shattered, but one is for defense and the other is for attack... The tactical objectives are different, so the meaning of the mirror images disappearing at the same time is also different.

Zhao Yingkong stood guard beside Liu Xi, his face grave, seemingly anxious that his tactic had failed. "But unfortunately, in the face of absolute power... hahaha, that's what that bespectacled man likes to say." Zhao Yingkong laughed heartily, as if he had thought of something amusing, "In the face of absolute power, wit and tricks are useless."

There was no smile in his eyes, only coldness... and a cloud of turbidity. Following his gaze, Zhao Yingkong, who was protecting Liu Xi, silently shattered.

The small dagger was then flung towards Liu Xi at an incredibly fast speed. Although the movement was the same as before, Liu Xi felt an overwhelming urge to "get away."

A tidal wave of telekinetic energy gathered before Liu Xi, only to be cleaved in two by an invisible blade. This blade, without pausing, struck the blood-red trident. Only then did it deflect at a strange angle.

Liu Xi modified the force points of the trident, which didn't require much computational power, yet still deflected Zhao Zhuikong's attack with minimal cost. However, after taking this hit, the blood-red light on the trident dimmed slightly.

As Zhao Zhuikong swung his dagger, his other hand, hanging on his twisted arm, pointed to his side.

With a soft sound, Zhao Yingkong appeared from there. However, as soon as she appeared, she hurriedly created several mirror images and retreated rapidly at the same time.

On her right wrist, where she was holding Chengying, there was a conspicuous blood hole from which fresh blood was gushing out.

"If you lose your grip on your weapon because of the pain, you'll be punished, okay?" Zhao Zhuikong turned to her and smiled, his smile full of excitement.

He put the finger that had pierced Zhao Yingkong into his mouth, like a child sucking on a finger dipped in sugar water. Zhao Yingkong sucked on it with abandon, and at the same time, his twisted arm cracked as it returned to its original position. The pain, which would be unbearable even for the Samsara team members, was something he thoroughly enjoyed.

Zhao Zhuikong opened his eyes, his eyes filled with undisguised excitement, and his body trembled slightly.

With another soft sound, Zhao Yingkong's uninjured left hand lashed out. A short streak, even shorter than Cheng Ying's, sliced ​​through the air, leaving a bloody gash on Zhao Yingkong's neck.

Liu Xi shifted her gaze from Zhao Yingkong's left hand. Although she had landed a blow for Zhao Yingkong, she knew it was nothing... Judging from Zhao Yingkong's reaction, it seemed more like...

A little something fun?
Zhao Zhuikong took his hand out of his mouth, his saliva dripping onto his chin: "That's great, that's great. Although you're a bit green, you're still the little apple I know... Perhaps, you really do deserve the title of genius."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Liu Xi: "Hmm... as her partner, you are also very good. Although you are not as sweet as her and not quite to my taste, you are still a fruit worth looking forward to."

"How should I describe you...? You're like a lemon. At first glance, you seem uninteresting, but your sour taste might attract some people, right?"

At this point, Zhao Zhuikong burst into wild laughter: "I have already experienced all your methods, so let me pluck this fruit!"

One after another, Zhao Zhuikongs walked around the battlefield, each with slightly different expressions and movements, but what they had in common was that their faces were full of excited and twisted smiles.

Endless malice and intertwined killing intent locked them firmly in place!
(End of this chapter)