Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 453 Tear Apart
Zhang Jie had always known Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha well… They had shown potential and strength that Zhang Jie could not ignore long ago. Thanks to the abilities and permissions granted by the Main God, Zhang Jie, despite only having a second-tier gene lock and barely using it, could still unleash the strength of a mid-fourth-tier individual.

But Zhang Jie knew that Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha had been surpassing him, and their current strength was even above his... If it weren't for the weakness of being at the initial stage of the fourth rank, Zhang Jie couldn't imagine how he could beat them.

Zhang Jie knew his limits were not necessarily higher than Mu Xiang's or Zheng Zha's, and even compared to others. After all, the strength of telekinesis and the Eye of Suggestion was fixed. While he could unleash his full potential, that was only relative to those below the mid-fourth tier.

What to do next? This wasn't something Zhang Jie would normally consider, because he never wanted this kind of power from the beginning... But now, as the former mentor of the Zhongzhou team and now one of its strongest members, he has to find a way to develop more power.

Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha are people Zhang Jie watched grow up... no, he means that as the older brother, he can't let his brothers down!

Therefore, the Black Pharaoh suffered an extremely fierce attack. Although telekinesis doesn't possess any special attributes, under the control of a fourth-tier mental power controller, telekinesis and mental power became intertwined, colliding and interfering with each other, making it quite troublesome. Under Zhang Jie's precise control of telekinesis and mental power, the Black Pharaoh not only couldn't erode anything, but was instead being suppressed and beaten.

It could see that Zhang Jie's physical body was quite fragile, but the problem was that it had to attack Zhang Jie's physical body first... Faced with the layers upon layers of telekinetic and mental power that combined offense and defense, the Black Pharaoh's many methods were of little use.

If breaking through Zhang Jie's defenses were to be done, it would be easier to use the Annoying Shadow, given its formidable and unpredictable samurai sword. However, Zheng Zha understood this as well, and directly targeted the Annoying Shadow, leaving the Black Pharaoh and Zhang Jie to clash with each other's energy.

The eerie scepter, with its upper end resembling a crescent moon reaching the sky and its lower end like a black snake connecting to the abyss, was once again raised. It was as if endless darkness surged from behind the Black Pharaoh, poured into the scepter, and then transformed into countless illusory black shadows that surrounded Zhang Jie.

Some were directly annihilated by the telekinetic and mental barriers, while others barely penetrated the outer layer and were about to drill into Zhang Jie. The scepter itself, however, pressed down on Zhang Jie with the malice of the abyss; if he were struck, even with Zhang Jie's defenses, he wouldn't fare well.

Zhang Jie chuckled, his sword, Kuiqi, rising as if the entire space itself had been lifted by this single strike, blocking the scepter. Upon contact, the black energy on the scepter dissipated, flowing down the raised space and disappearing to an unknown destination. The barely remaining black shadow shattered in the shockwave of the impact.

The Black Pharaoh's gaze was icy cold. As a rational embodiment of Nyarlathotep, it naturally noticed the strange feedback from this attack... The shadowy figures were meant to be distracting, but this terrifyingly powerful strike didn't seem to hit the energy barrier; instead, it seemed to hit space itself?
"Hey, aren't you wondering?" Zhang Jie said nonchalantly, still smoking a cigarette. "This is how I use my energy. Although I'm not like you gods or monsters who are born with it, the combat techniques I've developed are beyond your comprehension."

He didn't shy away from saying anything; it wasn't a secret. If his opponent were to understand, they would realize that this was using energy to fill the entire space... It's just that Zhang Jie's telekinetic power was both powerful and lacked any special attributes, which is why it displayed such a simple and unpretentious peculiarity.

There were no special lighting effects, no unusual environmental changes; it seemed as if nothing had changed… but this space was already permeated with telekinesis, making it impossible for those with weaker abilities to even detect it. This space could be used for attacks, or Zhang Jie could use it to deflect an opponent's attack with a single strike! Having missed his first blow, the Black Pharaoh prepared to increase his strength. However, at that moment, the Evil Shadow was slashed by Zheng Zha's sword and was directly destroyed before it could return to the temple. As one of Nyarlathotep's major avatars, the Evil Shadow already carried a portion of this temple's power, and now it caused the temple to tremble.

Knowing things were going badly, the Black Pharaoh, after weighing his options, decided to retreat. As an avatar of Nyarlathotep, its status wasn't as supreme as the believers thought... The many faces of the Thousand-Faced God were all different. As an avatar separated from the primordial chaos, it possessed a degree of autonomy, yet was also deeply constrained.

For a rational avatar, this is actually not a good thing... it feels more like an agent. Most avatars don't care about being reshaped, after all, they are originally without thought or consciousness; but for it, being reshaped is an extremely terrifying punishment. However, for now, it can only escape. Being reshaped is certainly bad, but it's better than being directly annihilated outside!

However, as the Black Pharaoh shattered his scepter and body, his energy becoming chaotic as he retreated violently amidst the surging darkness, a scorching sword beam slashed past him from behind, blasting half of the palace door apart. Blocked by this sword beam, the Black Pharaoh was cut off from his escape.

The towering, blood-red giant stood before the temple, sword in hand, and then brought his greatsword down upon the chaotic black mist.

The scepter materialized once more, shooting upwards like a chaotic black shadow, forcefully blocking the sword strike; however, the long-accumulated telekinetic energy also slammed into the remaining black energy at this moment, shattering the Black Pharaoh who had not yet materialized, and then being pulled apart and scattered throughout the entire space by the subtle telekinetic energy.

Looking at the black mist, or rather, countless black dots, that had been torn to shreds in front of him, Zhang Jie took a puff of his cigarette, then drew his knife and lit it.

Under meticulous control, the black energy transformed from the Black Pharaoh was directly dispersed into countless tiny, unknown entities. Although Zhang Jie couldn't understand the relatively vague form of this energy and its physical form, these things couldn't be gathered together under the separation of telekinesis.

The black shadow that shot out seemed to know that the Black Pharaoh was doomed. After being struck down by the Branch of Destruction, it paused for a moment, then cunningly burst forth again, directly rushing into the temple.

But then a crimson hand swung out, still waving, and pulled out surging crimson flames from the void, blocking the black shadow formed from the scepter. As the crimson flames erupted, the black shadow actually let out a miserable scream, as if it were the real avatar.

At the same time, the greatsword and the Zanpakuto simultaneously pierced into the space between them that was controlled by telekinesis. With the explosion of the two energies, the black matter within was also directly annihilated!
(End of this chapter)