Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 475 Collision
Mroshi's expression changed slightly, and the next moment, his appearance also transformed abruptly. The illusory abyss that appeared and disappeared on his face, as well as the vortex that had just recovered and was hanging behind his head again, melted away at the same time, and a colorless light washed over his entire body.

Mu Xiang's sneak attack, a palm strike to his back, was met with a tremendous force that sent him flying back. To the onlookers, Muroshi's form seemed to be enveloped in a radiant glow. Upon closer inspection, nothing on his body seemed to have changed; no limbs or parts had appeared, but his entire aura was different.

The previously ethereal aura of the abyss no longer manifested outwardly, but instead transformed into a more solidified presence. The demonic figure with two horns on its head and two wings on its back surprisingly lost some of its malevolent and terrifying connotations. The added aura made it appear more sacred and beautiful.

The moment they saw this body, the three of them felt as if they had seen a god.

Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie were still confused but impressed, while Mu Xiang's heart skipped a beat.

Both a demon and a god...that fits the feeling...

Void Lord!

Obviously, unless the main god has crashed, they could not possibly encounter a being of at least a high-ranking saint here... So Mu Xiang could only conclude that this was some kind of state of Muroshi.

A state activated to resist a sneak attack.

Has he already condensed a portion of his Dao body? Is this guy really just a spirit tablet, and not a near-saint?

The violent shock didn't break Mu Xiang's wrist, since Muroch was on a passive defense; if Mu Xiang had been injured by the recoil, he would be finished. But this attack ultimately failed to work; on the contrary, Muroch's aura grew even more intense.

That pulling and merging just now was not the end at all!

Flames flickered between Zheng Zha's brows, and his Asura Battle Body coalesced once more. He gripped his greatsword and stood before Zhang Jie. The terrifying aura emanating from above told him that this was bound to be an extremely devastating attack.

"Should we make a move now?"

A voice echoed in Mu Xiang's mind, and he calmly replied, "Let's wait a little longer."

The next moment, a ghostly blue light enveloped Muroshi's right hand, transforming it into a gigantic claw capable of tearing through the void. The claw lunged backward, yet even this caused the void it passed through to cave in, resulting in a surge of space and energy. If this could still be called a hand, then it was the back of Mu Xiang's hand that struck him.

Mu Xiang was sent flying like a cannonball, but he felt no pain while in mid-air. The secret of that attack wasn't about energy output at all... If enough energy had been used to kill Mu Xiang, wouldn't that have weakened the power of the subsequent attack on Zheng Zha and the other two?

That was the void that was being held by the claws, a passage formed by countless spatial distortions that forcibly propelled Mu Xiang to an extremely far distance!
And these claws, shrouded in a deep blue and adorned with countless strange and wondrous lights, crashed down upon Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie. The vortex that had been binding them now wailed, and the newly fused, twisted forms—whether Nyarlathotep or some other Outer God—screamed as they tried to escape into the void, but to no avail.

Zheng Zha, who had summoned his Asura Battle Body, seemed to sense an extremely strong threat. He remained silent for a moment, and then jet-black flames surged from his battle body and the void. Zhang Jie's expression was solemn, and his Zanpakuto once again unleashed its psychic power, transforming into a thick barrier that was about to envelop them.

The claw descended, and a golden meteor streaked through the void, tearing apart the outer vortex that was already under immense pressure, before bursting forth with dazzling golden light.

It was as if a sun had fallen into the aftershocks of a vortex, and then burst forth with light and heat from the sky. The golden light stained and drove away the distorted void and the remaining dark blue, and with its own size and explosive power, it forcefully blocked the claw.

The violent shockwave sent the Asura Battle Body flying, while Zhang Jie was annihilated without a sound. The Asura Battle Body shattered in mid-air, revealing Zheng Zha, who was gushing blood. Only the black flames surrounding him surged up, seemingly trying to heal his body.

Both sides revealed themselves in this collision. Muroch's godlike demeanor vanished; indeed, it was a temporary state. His wrist was shattered, and his hand was nowhere to be seen. It was unclear whether it couldn't withstand such violent power that surpassed even the level of a spirit, or whether it was a result of the backlash before the terrifying collision.

He stared coldly at the mangled body before him, which was reaching out to pull a writhing, amorphous mass of chaos from the wound on its left side.

This was Mu Xiang, his appearance unusually gruesome. Almost his entire left chest was gone, revealing a tattered heart. His ever-present glasses were shattered, now stained with blood and gleaming with an unsettling white light, hovering before him. This meant that the bio-field protecting his belongings… had been breached.

Mu Xiang suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his voice filled with anger, ferocity, and killing intent. Under the influence of his injuries, the fourth-tier gene lock had been further enhanced, resulting in an even more uncontrollable madness.

His right hand was grasping the chaos surging into his body. This thing, born from violent collisions, had then invaded his wound and was now biting into his mangled heart. This formless chaos didn't actually have a physical form in the strict sense; if Mu Xiang's cultivation level weren't high enough, he probably wouldn't even be able to touch it. Even now that he could touch it, it still felt slippery and difficult to grasp.

But it was ultimately possible. The immense power ripped the piece of chaos out along with the broken heart, and then the boundless sword energy emerged, annihilating them together.

"No wonder you left those things in here... Did you think you could just shred us up, mix us together, and create a new Outer God or something?" Mu Xiang's face still held a maniacal smile, but his voice calmed down.

Mroshi shook his head: "No, that would be too wasteful... You are rational fourth-order beings, perfectly capable of existing as ordered gods. If successful, I will infuse you with divinity to help you create new life."

"What a great help! You've really gone to a lot of trouble." Mu Xiang reached into his pocket and put the shards of his glasses in. Thank goodness, his pants, which weren't directly in the line of impact, were still intact.

Mroshi said calmly, "Surrender. Although I'm quite surprised that you were able to arrive in time, and even survive... it's clear you're doomed. How long can you maintain this state? One severe injury alone has consumed enough energy to sustain you for a considerable time. How many more times can you save them like this?"

The madness on Mu Xiang's face suddenly vanished, and he laughed: "You might not know my style... so you're doomed to lose."

The style he was referring to... was never doing anything that would put him at a disadvantage!

(End of this chapter)