Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 412 Prototype and Prototype

This is the strongest Wind and Thunder Strike, a combination of unconscious genetic modification and various power-enhancing techniques, almost pushed to their limits. Coupled with the Blazing Heart reaching the mid-fourth tier, the power of this attack is something few in the Main God Space can afford to underestimate.

The clone of Zheng Zha soared into the sky, turned around, stomped his feet in mid-air, flapped his fleshy wings, and came to a stop amidst rolling wind and thunder. His entire body was bleeding, and his once robust physique had shrunk by more than half, but in the face of the shimmering crimson patterns on his body and the light of the Blazing Heart, his body was being constantly repaired.

With the Yang Command in hand, the clone Zheng Zha clenched his fists, and with the help of this weapon, his fist power could be even stronger... The intuition of a fourth-tier expert entering the realm of metaphysics quickly searched, trying to find the location of Zheng Zha's original body.

Just then, the black giant, whose head was beginning to disintegrate, looked up at him.

Even through the black flames of the sky, the clone Zheng Zha still felt the extreme malice. He roared and then slammed his fist down. His still-unrepaired body erupted with a powerful surge of wind and thunder, tearing through space and the black flames as he charged down again.

From within the black flame canopy, an enormous black flame hand reached out and grabbed the clone Zheng Zha. Every instant, the power of the wind and thunder surged forth, trying to shatter the giant hand and dissipate the black flames, but immediately more black flames and foul blood, accompanied by wailing cries, poured into the giant hand, making it grow larger and larger.

Beneath the black flames, the black giant's body crumbled inch by inch, then continuously merged into the raised giant hand. In the end, the black giant vanished from this world, leaving only a gigantic hand, pitch black to the extreme, seemingly tearing apart heaven and earth, hovering high in the air, firmly grasping a blazing white streak of light emitting rolling wind and thunder.

And so, another Zheng Zha appeared beneath the giant hand. Almost all of Xue Po Mi Luo's power was transformed into this giant hand, thinning out the black flames and filthy blood between heaven and earth. Even so, various violent energy fluctuations, heart-palpitating high temperatures, and countless uneven light and shadows remained in the space... there were even small but real black cracks.

Zheng Zha's lips curled into a smile, but his face remained indifferent. He reached out and clenched his fist, causing the giant black flame hand above his head to collapse inward, a teeth-grinding squeezing sound echoing from the sky. Strangely, a wisp of solidified black flame also appeared in Zheng Zha's own palm, instantly incinerating everything in that space.

This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, causing the space to collapse and the surrounding light and shadow to distort... The source of all the distortion was Zheng Zha's palm!

That wasn't just a distortion of light and shadow... it was the erasure of an inch of this world's spacetime from its very source, causing the surrounding and even larger spaces to collapse into it. Although with Zheng Zha's current strength, this erasure could be quickly repaired by the plane itself, he did indeed unleash such an extremely terrifying technique.

A hint of surprise appeared on Zheng Zha's indifferent face. He frowned, looked at the collapsing giant hand in the sky, and then at the strange twisting in his own palm. For a moment, he made no further move.

Blood Soul Miro is not finished. Whether it's that giant hand or his current physical body, they remain intimately connected... His consciousness is still scattered in every place Blood Soul Miro is, such as the black flame giant hand and this physical body. It is precisely because of this connection that transcends space that he can simultaneously unleash the power of the black flame giant hand in his palm.

Despite the vastly different power displayed by the two, due to the close connection between energy and consciousness, the immense power of the black flame giant hand above, apart from the eruption at its very center, was actually distributed to Zheng Zha's palm.

This black flame does indeed possess an aura that can burn anything, which is why it was able to erase a part of the plane... but it seems that something is still missing. The twisted shape in Zheng Zha's palm is still just a prototype.

Zheng Zha raised his head again. He had no interest in thinking about these things now... He hadn't even tested the power of this giant hand, so why should he consider anything else? A hint of cruelty and joy appeared in his eyes, and then he clenched his fist even tighter. This time, even the overflowing black flames were forcibly drawn in, along with the twisted things, all of which were held firmly in his grasp.

But the chain reaction of spatial collapses continued unabated; even Zheng Zha's hand began to crumble, then merged into the distortion. Without even glancing at it, Zheng Zha's remaining hand surged with endless black flames, simultaneously merging into the distortion and repairing his hand.

After reaching the intermediate level of the fourth tier, Zheng Zha was able to adjust his genes more freely... Although with his current mental capacity, it couldn't be said that he could adjust them autonomously, it was still much more efficient than that of a typical beginner fourth tier. Because of this, the energy-based self-healing ability derived from the phoenix's blood essence, also known as the ability to be reborn from the ashes, could be exerted even more strongly.

So he didn't care about his own hands... he just wanted that giant black flame hand to completely crush the other version of himself.

Just as the squeaking reached its peak, a deafening roar erupted in the air, and a blood-stained body burst through the giant black flame hand. A blinding, blazing white light enveloped his body, healing his injuries. Even so, the clone Zheng Zha's body could no longer maintain its robust form, and his aura had weakened to its limit.

But the weapon he wielded possessed a terrifying power that even made Zheng Zha raise an eyebrow.

The white token transformed into a massive white blade of light, unleashing its condensed power and energy. This power, however, was subtly contained within the Yang Token by meticulous control—this was the reason the Yang Token transformed into the giant blade. Although the clone Zheng Zha was severely injured, his eyes regained their clarity; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to maintain such control. With a final burst of wind and thunder, the clone Zheng Zha stomped the sky, punched the earth, and roared as he charged downwards. His body began to disintegrate, and the Blazing Heart trembled violently, yet it still couldn't restore his body to its optimal state.

"My true self...this is my resolve!"

The vast, boundless black flames erupted at this moment. The giant black flame hand, which had been shattering high in the sky, suddenly appeared between the two Zheng Zha, then burst into boundless black flames, blocking their path with terrifying heat. Below, Zheng Zha, his dragon-scaled bat wings billowing, charged upwards to meet his clone!
Apart from the black flames and fire rain sealing off the outermost battlefield, all the black flames were concentrated in this one place, at this moment... and then, a deafening explosion swept through this space.

Black and white clashed and erupted, leaving only the two Zheng Zha at the very center staring at each other.

Zheng Zha coldly watched as the clone's body crumbled inch by inch. Apart from the dragon scales and bat wings, his body had lost all its divine power, except for that hand that kept breaking and rebuilding... and that hand was imprinted on the clone's chest.

A bloodstain appeared on Zheng Zha's forehead, spreading downwards and almost splitting him in two. But as the blood flowed, it transformed into black flames, which instead healed Zheng Zha's injury.

Only the clone Zheng Zha... his body irrevocably dissipated and shattered, yet he was smiling.

Perhaps sensing Zheng Zha's malice, the blazing white heart in his chest struggled and beat once before slamming into Zheng Zha's chest.

Zheng Zha's gaze paused, then gradually became blank and clear. He stared blankly at the clone Zheng Zha, unsure of what to say.

"If there's another chance... I really look forward to seeing you again and telling you how far I've come..."

"My true self..."

Before he could utter those words, the clone of Zheng Zha's body had already completely dissipated with the scorching wind.

Zheng Zha's body swayed, and a trace of fear appeared on his face—fear of the power he had touched! He plummeted downwards, his dragon-scale bat wings shattering on their own, while the fiery white heart of the clone Zheng Zha, enveloped in violent energy collision fluctuations, fell toward the ground.

Then, terrifying energy fluctuations surged from underground...

The Nine-Bend Blood River Formation is named for its incredibly complex energy circuits, which are mutually shielding and concealing each other. Breaking just one point is simply not enough... One must be extremely familiar with the formation to break it by following the Daoist principles. This formation was originally meant to accumulate energy, but now it has become a source of immense terror.

The accumulated negative energy and the Blazing Heart that fell into it began to react with each other. The energy clash in one place immediately triggered the accumulation in several other places. Although some parts had been damaged, its power was still not to be underestimated.

The still-pumping, blazing white heart seemed to retain a remnant of consciousness, as if it understood what was about to happen. It struggled briefly amidst the emerging negative energy, barely managing to suppress its outward glow. Even so, the shockwave generated by the energy clash still soared into the sky.

This was the true arrangement of the clone Chu Xuan... He didn't tell anyone that the Dark Cage was a decoy, and the charged shrinking bomb in François and Nochard's memories was just a second decoy. Only this kind of power could possibly allow his teammates who escaped back to the Main God Space to gain a few more points and not be wiped out!

Positive and negative annihilation reaction model, initial array creation, foundation magic cannon!

(End of this chapter)