Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 84 Counselor
"One of our team members has been killed, and the Central Continent team is now in eight points..."

Mu Xiang and Chu Xuan landed on the balcony and immediately felt a powerful aura... The balcony door was already broken, and the person they were looking for was inside.

A white-robed figure stood in the room, his back to them. A ring of fire emanated from Zhan Lan's body, but it was extinguished by a beam of green light emanating from the white-robed figure.

[Its aura isn't quite that powerful, but it can resist fire rings... Is it from a magical perspective?]

Mu Xiang glanced around the room, his face immediately darkening. The burly man from Northeast China's head was completely plastered to the wall; it must have been the white-robed man's doing.

Qi Teng looked terrified. One of his legs was gone, but he was still trying to reach the Buddhist scripture, hoping to protect the prop.

He was yelling for the others to help, but Lu Renjia huddled to the side, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and the ground beneath his feet was already wet.

As Long Taobing pushed Qi Tengyi aside, he gritted his teeth and reached for the Buddhist scripture. The next moment, his hand was shattered by a green light, and he screamed in pain. At the same time, the green light flashed around the scripture, dimming its golden light once again.

Zhang Jie was blasted away by the white-robed man, crashing into the wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't get up for a while.

Arno, who remained behind, fired his gun at him with all his might, but the regular bullets were all neutralized by the green light.

Seeing that Zhan Lan was about to suffer the same fate, Mu Xiang's eyes were blank. He shot up like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, the Kryptonian life energy in his body manifested as ripples. He slashed through the air with a golden blade and launched a swift attack right from the start.

In his perception, this white-robed man was roughly at the second to third level—but not the near-third level of the gene-lock system, but rather the near-third level of the extraordinary system. So he was still capable of fighting.

Chu Xuan stood silently in place, his eyes also filled with confusion. With a flick of his wrists, two Gauss pistols with unlimited ammo slid out from his sleeves, and then a series of fine gunshots rang out as countless needle-like bullets shot towards the white-robed man.

The man in white robes, who had initially paid no attention to the arrival of the two, now felt threatened and dared not be careless. As he turned around, his hands flashed with green light, wiping away the incoming Gauss pistol bullets while simultaneously striking Mu Xiang's chest.

How could Mu Xiang possibly let him take a picture? He had already turned sideways in mid-air, shifted his blade, and slashed at the white-robed man's neck.

"Gene lock?" The white-robed man was startled and turned his right hand to grab Mu Xiang's knife.

With a muffled thud, a burst of green light erupted, and Mu Xiang was blasted back several steps. The shockwave from the strike was stopped, so its full power was not unleashed.

But looking up, the white-robed man's right hand was also covered in blood, clearly he hadn't expected the power of that strike.

[Physical strength is average... estimated to be only five times that of an average person.]

Chu Xuan's shooting continued unabated, and the white-robed man's defenses were on the verge of collapse. He took a step forward, trying to strengthen his defenses and get closer to the more vulnerable Chu Xuan, but Mu Xiang's aura was already locked onto him. If he dared to lower himself, Mu Xiang would definitely launch a fatal attack.

"Are you the Reincarnation Squad?" The white-robed man had no choice but to strengthen his defenses again and asked. The hood of his white robe covered his head, and the mask also concealed his face, leaving only a pair of surprised and uncertain eyes.

Mu Xiang and Chu Xuan remained silent. Chu Xuan continued firing, while Mu Xiang held a knife in both hands, his eyes fixed on the white-robed man, his feet slowly circling, searching for the white-robed man's weakness.

Seeing that the two ignored him, the man in white robes became slightly angry, and then a green light appeared under Mu Xiang's feet.

The moment the danger struck, Mu Xiang dodged to the side, but was still hit. The green light seemed to be a very destructive kind of magic; even with Mu Xiang's strong physique, he felt a sharp pain after being hit.

Mu Xiang immediately ignored the pain in his left foot and, without hesitation, flashed forward, thrusting his blade at the white-robed man.

This time, the white-robed man dared not take the blow head-on with his bare hands. Instead, he unleashed a beam of green light, deflecting the attack. This was exactly what Mu Xiang wanted. He clenched his left fist and struck the white-robed man's chest with tremendous force. A beam of green light exploded in the white-robed man's chest, blocking most of the punch's power, but he was still sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the wall.

Mu Xiang didn't stop moving; in two steps, he was in front of him, reaching out to grab the white-robed man's neck. He grabbed the white-robed man's neck, but a ring of green light immediately erupted around him, his intention being to use energy to push Mu Xiang away. "Get lost!" Mu Xiang was thrown backward by the burst of energy, but he ignored it, kneeing the white-robed man in the abdomen, knocking him back down as he tried to get up.

Chu Xuan took a few steps toward him, continuing to fire his Gauss pistol at the man in white. His defenses had already shown weaknesses, and he had been hit by bullets in several places.

Just as Mu Xiang was about to lift the white-robed man and slam him to the ground, he was blasted away by an even more intense burst of green light. Looking down at his left hand, Mu Xiang noticed that two fingers on this hand were also bent at an odd angle, clearly indicating that he was injured as well.

The man in white stood up, conjured a green light barrier in front of him, and began chanting incantations.

【Zhan Lan! Don't give him a chance!】

A violent mental shock stopped the white-robed man from casting a spell. He had just come to his senses when he was hit by Zhan Lan's psionic whip again, and his mind went into a daze, unable to utter anything for a moment.

Forcibly launching a mental attack on an even stronger opponent was too much for Zhan Lan, who had over 900 mental strength, to withstand, and she covered her forehead and took a few steps back.

But this was enough time for Mu Xiang and Chu Xuan to stabilize the situation. Mu Xiang slashed fiercely at his chest, where the green light was chaotic, but even so, it only opened a gash. If it weren't for the green light, Mu Xiang's strength would have been enough to cut him in two.

Chu Xuan fired at the white-robed man's injured abdomen, where the green light had become disordered. In less than two seconds, a large hole appeared in the white-robed man's stomach, and one could even see behind him through the wound.

Just then, the white-robed man came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and unleashed another burst of green light. He then reached out and touched his wound, temporarily sealing it with the green light: "Wait!"

This time, both Mu Xiang and Chu Xuan stopped attacking and stared expressionlessly at the white-robed man.

“Reincarnation Squad, I know you… I have no intention of being your enemy, so let’s call a truce,” the white-robed man said urgently. “There is no real conflict between us.”

Mu Xiang sneered and pointed at everyone in the room: "You call this a lack of real conflict?"

The man in white robes said earnestly, "That's because I didn't recognize it at first. I only sensed that someone was spying on me with their mental power, so I dealt with it first."

Mu Xiang and Chu Xuan knew, of course, that the real reason the white-robed man sought peace was because they had unleashed a power that was difficult to deal with; everything else was just an excuse. However, they gestured for him to continue.

"I... or rather we, know about the Reincarnation Squad, know that you are people like us, operating in various planes..." The white-robed man couldn't help but smile bitterly at this point, "And I tracked you here using the spacetime coordinates after learning that the Curse of Vengeance was out of control. In fact, I came here to clean up the mess..."

Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses: "You? What faction do you come from?"

“It’s alright to tell you…” The man in white pointed to a mark on his white robe, “I am the counselor of the Polar Day Society, responsible for some plane-related operations.”

Is this a cross-dimensional organization similar to a certain foundation that drastically altered the "Primordial Calendar"...?

Are they the masterminds behind this?

"Now, to clear up the misunderstanding, I hope to negotiate with you... I'm here on a mission and have no intention of being your enemy." The counselor pulled down his hood. "How about a deal? I'll withdraw the curse and ensure your safety; in return, I only need you to leave me alone. As for your releasing the curse, I can let it go..."

"That sounds tempting." Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses.

The Polar Day event will reappear in later storylines; it's my attempt to introduce an interdimensional organization with a saint as an enemy.

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