Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 449 Battle
"What I said came true..." Mu Xiang sighed, feeling the black bull beneath his feet begin to stir again. This colossal beast, whose every step was enough to tear the earth apart, suddenly raised its head and looked up at the moon falling from the sky.

As soon as he looked up, a piercing tearing sound rang out. Mu Xiang slightly turned his body and slipped through the spatial rift that had been torn open. This black bull was simply too big; so big that just looking up caused an unreal distortion in space, making those areas extremely fragile and prone to cracking at the slightest touch.

The black bull's pitch-black eyes gazed at the moon, its dim light growing brighter in its eyes, but ever darker in Mu Xiang's. Finally, the moon in the sky transformed into a black disc, its surface crisscrossed with grotesque, indescribable features, like a gigantic maw descending from the heavens, biting into the Dreamland with boundless malice.

Mu Xiang could feel the black bull's increasingly intense gaze. He frowned, and all the muscles in his body tensed. With two loud bangs, the black bull's horns, which had been being torn apart for who knows how long, snapped off. As the massive horns were ripped off, swirling black energy exploded outwards, like a convergence of black lightning, roaring above the black bull's head.

Lifting something this heavy doesn't require much strength, even at the third tier... but actually picking it up requires considerable finesse.

The two enormous bull horns were held aloft by Mu Xiang's hands. His hands, and even he himself, were negligible compared to the horns. At that moment, a blinding golden light erupted between the two black horns, drawing all eyes to the golden figure amidst the darkness.

The surging power, through its subtle manipulation, seeped into the bull's horns, firmly controlling them. The next moment, Mu Xiang's figure passed through the concave space, leaving behind an incredibly long spatial rift. The suction force behind the spatial rift was as if it didn't exist for him in his Candle-Holding state; he directly stepped onto the black bull's forehead and then plunged his horns down.

Two severed horns pierced the black bull's eyes, and a agonizing, twisted roar erupted—a roar unlike any bull's bellow, but rather like a furious curse from the endless abyss. Before the surviving creatures of the Northern Continent could even utter a scream, their flesh and blood completely disintegrated, transforming into all sorts of indescribable things.

The remaining landmass of the Northern Continent collapsed with this roar, but Mu Xiang ignored it all. With a flick of his wrists, the bull horns flew out of his hands. The strange power within them had no chance to erupt; they were enveloped by the raging Kryptonian energy and pierced deeper into the void. Seconds later, two pieces of the bull horns emerged from the back of the black bull's head, then shattered with a deafening roar in a blinding golden light.

Whether truly mortally wounded or having expended too much power during his moon-gazing, the black bull slowly knelt. Dark, viscous fluid dripped from its empty eye sockets; on the ground, it would have resembled a black waterfall cascading from the sky. Unfortunately, no life existed on the ground, and this magnificent and terrifying scene remained unseen by anyone.

The legs, which resembled four jet-black pillars, bent and broke at this moment, while the body, which looked like a starry sky stretching across the northern continent, crashed down onto the already shattered ground. The black surface that had once given the impression of an endless starry sky lost all its mystique at this moment.

Mu Xiang glanced at the distant abyss where waves and dark energy were constantly erupting, and, confirming that Nordens still had the capacity to handle the situation, took out a piece of coral. This was given to him by Nordens earlier, who said it could be used to suppress the dimensional origin of the Dream Realm.

It's not practical to carry this around, so I might as well use it here... Nordens couldn't find anything wrong with it.

The next moment, golden light from Mu Xiang's hand poured into it, causing cracks to appear on the coral's surface. As these cracks appeared, a muffled noise, similar to that of the seashells and conch shells, rang out. Mu Xiang watched as the black bull's body gradually melted on the ground, seemingly flowing towards the sea. The coral was thrown out, shattering and disintegrating in mid-air, transforming into a light curtain dominated by sea blue. This light curtain was mixed with a myriad of colors that Mu Xiang couldn't quite describe, drifting like a dream, before standing between the shattered northern continent and the sea.

The instant the light screen unfolded, a broken voice rang in Mu Xiang's ears: "The moon... is in your hands... The Great Abyss is fine, with the Black Bull suppressed, I can offer more assistance..."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Mu Xiang shrugged, still not exiting the candle-holding state, and rushed towards the sky. "If the moon is shattered, there's nothing we can do."

"It's alright, we can reassemble using the newborn essence after the counterattack against the abyss..."

Dark shadows, obscuring the sky, surged forth from the black moon in the heavens. Only as these shadows drew nearer to the dreamlike realm did their forms become clear. They were gigantic birds with grotesque appearances, each larger than an elephant and possessing heads like horses. Their filthy bodies exuded a repulsive stench, staining the sky with a murky, filthy hue.

Between the flapping of those wings covered in eerie scales, they emitted a chaotic cacophony of cries. Each cry was an ear-piercing noise, like countless tentacled claws scraping across glass. At that moment, the sky became that pane of glass, trembling in their cacophony. The shrill, clamorous noises converged, transforming into the most terrifying howl that shook the heavens.

The humans and all other creatures in the dreamscape, regardless of what they had been doing before, all looked up at the sky in terror at this moment. Their power was so weak that only now did they notice the moon, which resembled a gigantic black maw. Some couldn't recognize it as the moon, while others stared at it in fascination, as if their very souls were being sucked into it.

A furious tsunami erupted on the boundless sea, and another dark shadow, large enough to blot out the sky, appeared. But it rose from the ground, orderly and without a sound. Only the churning sea below seemed to be beating its war drums.

This is the army of Nordens, the chief god of the Dream Realm. The Nightshade, normally not warlike, transforms into the most frenzied and bloodthirsty warriors the moment they sense the presence of their nemesis, fighting to the death. They are not physically superior, but they are the enemy's most feared adversaries.

An army of Nightmares, far exceeding the size of the sky, took to the air, following behind Mu Xiang, to fight against the heavens... From the moon came their nemesis, Nyarlathotep's retinue, the Shatak birds!

Mu Xiang pierced through the defenses of the Shatak Bird, and a vast golden light, like a sharp sword, pierced the darkness of the moon's surface, striking it directly. Then, Mu Xiang turned his back to the Dream Realm and used his hands to brace against the falling moon.

(End of this chapter)