Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 440 Filth and God
With a flick of his right hand, Mu Xiang, through his subtle manipulation, completely shattered the giant lizard's body, exploding into fragments from the inside out.

It wasn't until he smelled the strange, foul odor of the fragments that Mu Xiang realized a fact... The stench he had smelled since entering the warship did not come from the moon beast, nor from the lizard, but from the very bottom of the warship, where human flesh and blood had accumulated for countless years.

[The moon beast feeds on some substance between the body and the soul, and the remaining part is converted into energy for the warship by this lizard?]

Mu Xiang did not hear the main god's prompt, which means that although this lizard was very large and its shape was very similar to Mu Xiang's impression of Munoqua, it was not the real Munoqua.

So... could it really be that the Mnok's size is as legendary as the one where its head alone is 800 meters long?

Despite his thoughts, Mu Xiang wasn't worried about Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie... What good is being big? They'll still get beaten up anyway. Just then, Mu Xiang's expression, which had returned to normal, turned even uglier.

First, Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie severed their mental connection with him... Second, the human slaves below began to slowly twist their bodies. Their originally normal, or rather, emaciated forms due to poor living conditions, began to compress vertically and expand horizontally, transforming into a different form right under Mu Xiang's nose.

Mu Xiang's heart suddenly raced; he hadn't expected this... but he remained calm, waiting for final confirmation. When the heads of these human slaves also flattened themselves, they completely transformed into frog-like heads.

"Tumha people?" Mu Xiang took a deep breath and looked coldly down. Only after these newborn Tumha people awoke did they look at each other blankly, communicating in a chaotic language that Mu Xiang could not understand. When some Tumha people looked at Mu Xiang in the air with fear and made noisy shouts, Mu Xiang sighed and clapped his hand.

The palm strike that descended from the sky crushed all the Tumhari into pieces. Mu Xiang knew they, no, they were beyond saving... The Moon Beast must have taken away something essential to them as humans, turning them from body to soul into a completely different species.

"The Tumhari of the Dreamland were transformed from humans... No wonder the Tumhari, who had been completely wiped out, reappeared on the ruins of Xel'Nath. I initially thought they were created by Bokrug, but now it seems they might actually be the original Xel'Nath people?!"

If we think about it further back, why did the Sarnas people want to exterminate the Tumhar people...? Was it to free their twisted compatriots?

"I should go back and check the ruins of Xarnas... but the most urgent thing is to find a living human slave and ask him something." Mu Xiang muttered to himself, then took to the air and saw a group of slave soldiers trembling as they pointed strange weapons at him. This was likely an operation carried out under duress, and their fear prevented them from firing immediately upon Mu Xiang's appearance.

Mu Xiang clapped his hands, and the violent tremor knocked them all to the ground. He grabbed a slightly burly soldier who seemed to be the leader and asked, "Answer me, what do the moon beasts do to human slaves?"

The man tried to speak, but his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't utter a word for the time being.

Mu Xiang frowned and said, "You really are thinking of your master... I'm too lazy to reason with you, but the facts are right in front of you. The civilization of the Moon Beasts is no match for me. I even killed that lizard directly... Answer me, or I'll ask someone else."

"You...you really are a demon! You actually killed the sacred beast that accompanied the ship!" the soldier said in fear.

Mu Xiang didn't say anything. He exerted a little force, and the man let out a painful howl: "I'll talk, I'll talk... The divine messengers will wipe away the impurities from the chosen people and then offer the rest to the sacred beast. The sacred beast provides energy in this way and then transforms these lucky people into the sacred beast's followers!" "The sacred beast's followers? Not the followers of the gods?" Mu Xiang was slightly taken aback and asked.

The man laughed bitterly, “Even if they are cleansed of their filth, sinners from the earth can never become God’s followers… God’s followers are only His messengers.”

Mu Xiang's senses began to resonate: "Who is this god you're talking about?"

The next moment, Mu Xiang released his grip and retreated, instantly passing through the black warship and reaching a great distance. At the instant he released his grip, the flesh and blood of all the human slaves suddenly exploded, rapidly turning pitch black in the air, emitting a shrill laugh: "Naturally, it is the ruler of the night, the lurking chaos, the great Nyarlathotep! Hahaha!"

Mu Xiang snorted coldly, and the Limitless Sword Qi condensed in his hand. The next moment, he pushed it forward, enveloping the black warship in front of him. The ship's hull, which resembled living flesh and blood, shattered and disintegrated before the Limitless Sword Qi, but before it was completely destroyed, it began to swirl with all the flesh and blood within it.

This swirling mass of flesh and blood seemed to be pulling something from the dark void, and a massive aura slowly rose. During this process, the void between the night sky and the Dream Realm seemed to be diluted, as if losing its concept of darkness and becoming an even emptier nothingness. At this moment, the path between the Dream Realm and the Moon was completely blocked!

"As expected, it was you who severed the connection... But to only bring out one avatar, you're being far too arrogant." Mu Xiang chuckled coldly. Before him stood a massive black giant that stretched across the void, its chaotic limbs and tentacles incredibly ugly, and where its face was, an even thicker tentacle.

This giant is one of Nyarlathotep's most common incarnations, the Night Howler... Its aura is definitely above the mid-fourth tier, and even if it is weaker than Nordens, it is not much weaker.

But this was not enough for Mu Xiang... His eyes were blank, the level of his gene lock was constantly rising, and the aura around him was becoming more and more terrifying.

With his left and right hands twisted together, golden ripples collided with the Limitless Sword Qi, causing the Kryptonian energy within his body to surge... His genes began to adjust automatically. Although it was only an incomplete adjustment at the fourth-tier beginner level, it still allowed Mu Xiang to use the Candle-Holding Technique better.

The next moment, Mu Xiang unleashed a punch, shattering the chest of the Night Howler, and appeared behind it. Countless tentacles emerged from the darkness, shooting towards Mu Xiang. Mu Xiang swept his palm across the void, brushing away the tentacles, and then looked up at the distant starry sky.

A mass resembling tentacles, seemingly hanging upside down above the starry sky, slowly crawled across the night, obliterating even the starlight in its wake. It was another avatar of Nyarlathotep, the messenger of the Old Ones. It didn't attack any target, but merely proclaimed one thing… the full-scale invasion of the Old Ones and the Outer Gods.

That enormous, twisted mass also possessed an extremely terrifying aura... If it were to fall into the Dream Realm, the mere collision would be enough to completely destroy a large area.

The ugly giant turned around, and several ferocious hands reached for Mu Xiang. These hands were enormous, and even Mu Xiang wouldn't be careless enough to let himself be grabbed. He shouted, and two huge golden hands swung out, colliding with the giant hands of the Night Howler.

Behind Mu Xiang, the moon hanging in the eastern night sky trembled and began to slowly descend. Its target... was the Dream Realm.

(End of this chapter)