Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 396 Not the Wrathful Flame
"Li Yan? Li Yan!" Li Xiaoyi's voice was distorted as he roared in terror, "You actually took this path?"

"Why are you so surprised..." Zheng Zha's lifeless gaze fell on his face, which was contorted with fear. "You've seen... seen what again?"

Black flames appeared around Zheng Zha. What Li Xiaoyi didn't notice was that as the black flames scorched the air, some faint liquid seeped out. This liquid didn't burn from the air, but flowed out from within the black flames.

If it weren't for the forced seizure of the Blood Sea's origin, and if Zheng Zha hadn't already adapted to this power that could only be used in the fourth-order gene lock state... the two people blocking their way would have been dead long ago.

Zheng Zha knew that this black flame was not the same as the malevolent flame that Li Xiaoyi had mentioned. Although he couldn't remember where the malevolent flame came from, Zheng Zha could vaguely recall what the so-called malevolent flame was when he was controlling the black flame...

A kind of spiritual light, a personification of a series of negative consciousnesses such as hatred, violence, and weakness; fire moves with the heart, burning everything... and Zheng Zha's black flames are only in their infancy.

However, this black flame is much stronger than the black flame of Zheng Zha's clone in the original work, because it has touched the light of the soul.

Wait, compared to whom?

Zheng Zha's mind was in chaos under such a burden. The more blank spaces he discovered, the more he wanted to understand them; the more he wanted to understand them, the more likely his thoughts would touch upon new blank spaces. If it weren't for his conscious differentiation, he probably would have collapsed first.

Wailing and screams flashed past Zheng Zha's ears; these were things seeping from the black flames... Fortunately, after receiving special training from Zhang Jie, he wouldn't immediately lose control because of this.

Zheng Zha focused all his remaining attention on Li Xiaoyi. If he were Li Xiaoyi, he would have launched a preemptive attack when Zheng Zha took a risky move... and then Zheng Zha would have been covered in black flames.

Li Xiaoyi roared and slashed his wrist with a knife, turning into a wisp of black mist, which then vanished into the darkness.

Zheng Zha's expression remained unchanged, but a surge of surprise jumped in his heart... He thought Li Xiaoyi would just run away. Well, perhaps it wasn't just his assumption; this was more like a lingering effect of Mu Xiang's way of thinking?

The next moment, a giant black blade materialized from the thick black mist and slashed down at Zheng Zha. At this moment, Zheng Zha was not accompanied by red flames, but only by flames that kept shrinking, boiling, and then burning and turning black, and the faint flow of foul blood.

But he simply raised his hand and pointed a finger at the massive black blade in the air... A cluster of black flames ignited at his fingertip and then clung to the blade that was slashing down from above.

A scream rang out from a great distance, the black giant blade shattered with a crash, and the black mist, as if encountering a ghost, boiled and made screaming sounds before dissolving into the night.

Li Xiaoyi and Peng Qiu have disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Zha was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but scratch his head... So you really just ran away?
No way, you're so capable of using your aura to confuse your position, but you don't have the guts to fight me? You've already fooled me, and you're just handing over the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation to me like that...

"Then if you don't want this Netherworld Blood Sea Formation... then it's mine."

Then, Zheng Zha silently closed his eyes, focusing most of his attention on absorbing the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation. Terrifyingly high temperatures condensed above his head, and a gigantic figure composed of crimson flames rose behind him, guarding against a possible air attack.

Mu Xiang lifted Zhang Heng's eyelids, glanced at him, and then shrugged at Zhang Jie, saying, "As you said, it's just like a normal coma... His life force isn't lacking much, and even Long Taobing's consumption is greater than his."

Zhang Jie's lips twitched. Long Taobing was being used as a battery by the green-faced Zhang Heng. It would be a miracle if he didn't consume a lot of energy.

"To be honest, judging from Zhang Heng's use of the Loki mask, knocking Long Taobing unconscious was actually a form of protection," Mu Xiang thought for a moment. "Don't you think the barrage of telekinetic drones doesn't match their actual energy expenditure at all?" Zhang Jie muttered, "It seems that's actually true..."

Mu Xiang reached out and pressed down on Zhang Heng's body, only to feel a huge elastic force. A strange look appeared on his face: "Damn, this... it didn't even reduce the air I inflated beforehand."

"So... he didn't actually encounter any attack at all?" Zhang Jie scratched his head.

[Is it because it's overloaded with hidden features...? Oh well, I'll find out when I get my spatial bag.]

Mu Xiang reached out and picked up the green mask from the ground. The green oak mask looked somewhat dull now, as if it had been worn out quite a bit. After thinking for a moment, he hung it on Zhang Heng's waist.

“Not only that, his hammer… uh, the Kryptonite mask, if worn, could even replenish life force in an emergency,” Mu Xiang said. “Because I was the one who gave it to him, and I specially stored Kryptonian life energy in it… and he didn’t even use it, which shows that the problem isn’t the fight, but the mask.”

"Although we've lost one combatant... if you ask me, given how effective his mask is, and the fact that he's only unconscious for a short while, it's definitely worth it." Zhang Jie smiled wryly. "It's an utterly unreasonable ability; even a fourth-tier expert couldn't resist it."

Mu Xiang glanced at the others, whose expressions were also very strange... Everyone who saw the green-faced Zhang Heng found it hilarious, but after regaining their senses, they were only filled with horror. Just as Mu Xiang and his clone Zheng Zha were dismantling Raccoon City, Zhang Heng even effortlessly blocked two nuclear bombs.

Saying it blocked them wouldn't be accurate; the truth is, Zhang Heng cheered from below, and two incoming nuclear missiles exploded high in the sky, turning into a sky full of fireworks...

Zhang Jie, who was preparing to use telekinesis to create a protective shield, was completely dumbfounded. He was filled with question marks, which crashed to the ground and shattered... He didn't care about this strange phenomenon anymore; all he wanted to know was whether this was still the Main God Space.

Our team seems to be full of monsters, what should I do...?

The clone Chu Xuan was also stunned until a question mark fell from above his head and hit him on the forehead, giving him a bump like something out of an anime. Only then did the bespectacled man suddenly realize what was happening, crush the array core in his hand, and flee with the demon team. Thus, the current scene unfolded, with both sides taking their time to regroup.

“Zhang Heng is fine, go help Zheng Zha…” With Zhang Jie’s deep scan of his mind, Mu Xiang immediately understood Zheng Zha’s situation. The Netherworld Blood Sea Array was a minor issue, but his mental loopholes were troublesome. “Just go deep into his consciousness and erase all his memories of wearing the mask… He’s not out of control, so he’ll definitely agree.”

Zhang Jie asked with some doubt, "It's not that I doubt you, brother, I've always trusted you... but how come you diagnosed it faster than me?"

"While I may not be as professional as you in terms of mental strength... when it comes to myself, I'm obviously the most professional." Mu Xiang smiled and pointed to his head.

Zhang Jie shrugged, and with a surge of telekinetic energy, he propelled himself toward Zheng Zha.

Mu Xiang knew what was wrong with Zheng Zha... When they wore masks, they possessed each other's thoughts and memories, and the thoughts achieved based on past cognition could theoretically be recalled, because the thoughts running were those of the other person, but the one truly thinking was oneself.

Mu Xiang can recall everything about his time as Zheng Zha, but Zheng Zha cannot... because he is always inside the box, and memories and perceptions from outside the box cannot be remembered by him. This is the origin of those gaps and breaks in his thinking!

He watched Zhang Jie leave, then turned to a handsome young man lying on the ground. The young man's appearance was far from flattering; all his major joints were destroyed, his limbs lay limp on the ground, and white foam filled his mouth.

Mu Xiang patted his face: "Still not awake? Your mind control has been released, let's talk."

(End of this chapter)