Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 97 Ripple Run
Mu Xiang threw a punch and was a little stunned... He not only realized that the punch seemed to be supersonic, but also found that he seemed to have unlocked the second-order gene lock.

Feng Yang, however, was focused on something else. He stared blankly at Mu Xiang's fist, at the ripples that had just dissipated, and said in a slow, deliberate voice, "O...Oppa Doraemon?"

"Go!" Mu Xiang only said this one word. He shouted, grabbed Feng Yang with one hand, and with his swollen legs propelling him forward, he shot towards the counselor. Even while still within the totem's slowed-down zone, his speed was still astonishing.

The totem's slowness couldn't even be covered in the previous laboratory, let alone now.

Blood gushed from the counselor's seven orifices again, clearly indicating that Mu Xiang's supersonic punch had severely injured him. At the same time, green light emanated from his mouth.

"So the head is the vital point?!" Mu Xiang revealed a ferocious smile, and his arms suddenly swelled up, instantly exceeding the range of the naked eye, and he smashed down on the counselor's head like a storm.

The counselor was speechless and could only summon green magic to protect his vitals.

Once Feng Yang returned to normal speed, he didn't hold back either, unleashing bolts of magical lightning upon the counselor, forcing the green light to divert and counteract it.

This is what Mu Xiang had Zhan Lan give to Feng Yang... Directly linking Feng Yang to the mental chain of the Zhongzhou team is something the seriously injured Zhan Lan can no longer do; but she can still transmit messages one-way.

Since the counselor's self-healing relies on magic, then we should use magic to counteract its depletion. After all, he can't have infinite magic; once it's exhausted, he'll still die.

Of course, it was a pleasant surprise that Mu Xiang landed a punch that hit a vital spot.

The counselor was brutally beaten by Mu Xiang, but he had no way to express his suffering... The magic of the Polar Day Society was inherited from that god, and any race that wanted to be compatible with this magic had to undergo physical modification.

He himself had undergone this transformation, with vital organs, including the heart, moved into the cranial cavity, almost adjacent to the brain. Thus, incantations visualized through the brain could immediately resonate with other organs, forming a highly efficient magical affinity system.

Even with magic blocking the attack, the violent tremors were still severely damaging his deformed head. To him, the current situation was tantamount to a third-tier physical transcendent being with far greater overall strength beating him up; prolonged assault could be fatal.

"I have no choice but to use this last resort..." the counselor thought to himself.

Anyway, the coordinates of this place have already been reported. If the Reincarnation Team dares to linger any longer, they will run into the armed forces of the Polar Day Society... and by running away with the half-finished Curse Meme, I have fulfilled my duty.

Mu Xiang threw another punch at the counselor's forehead, but it was blocked by a green light. Before Mu Xiang could shatter the green light, the punch slid away and smashed a big hole in the floor next to the counselor's head.

This is a dual-resistance alloy floor specially designed by the Polar Day Society to withstand both physical and magical explosions. The counselor was truly terrified when he caught a glimpse of this scene.

If we don't use it now, it'll be too late...

The counselor made a firm decision and immediately gathered almost all the energy he had in his body into his brain, unleashing it in the form of a banishment spell.

This forced exertion made his head buzz, his vision went black, and he spat out another stream of blood from his seven orifices.

Mu Xiang was also thrown back by the expulsion spell, and green light began to corrode his chest. Although he immediately neutralized the green light with his force field and ripples, he was still thrown nearly ten meters away.

Feng Yang fared even worse; he was violently blasted away, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before crashing heavily into a shelf.

This is equivalent to half of the counselor's mana at his peak... If a third-tier magic-based transcendent spends half of his mana to cast a banishment spell, anyone who comes will have to take a few steps back.

Ignoring the bleeding from his seven orifices, the counselor suddenly spat out a mouthful of green light and rushed towards the laboratory door.

Mu Xiang, of course, wouldn't let him go; he swiftly grabbed the counselor by the waist.

As soon as they made contact, Mu Xiang felt as if he had grabbed a mollusk. Under the immense inertia, the counselor's upper and lower body snapped off, and his upper body flew forward in a streak of green light, disappearing from the laboratory like a shooting star.

Mu Xiang glanced at the lower body in his hand; half of the white robe was still there, and the next moment it melted away along with the counselor's lower body.

"Damn it." Mu Xiang reached out and threw away the disgusting mess, cursing under his breath. Then, a green light shot up from behind, hurriedly darting past Mu Xiang and chasing after the counselor's upper body.

Mu Xiang sighed. If Chu Xuan was on official business, he should have run into the counselor... With Chu Xuan's combat strength, he could easily deal with a counselor who was seriously injured and had suffered self-inflicted damage.

After sending a notification through the mental link, Mu Xiang turned to look at Feng Yang.

Feng Yang struggled to his feet, looked at Mu Xiang as he turned around, and asked, "Did you win?"

"They've driven them away." Mu Xiang shrugged, listening to the message from Zhan Lan on the other end of the mind chain.

Zhao Yingkong has found Farid.

Arno, carrying a machine gun, silently followed them from the previous lab to this place, standing through the hole in the wall, watching Mu Xiang and Feng Yang. He had been injured before, but had treated it himself.

Mu Xiang was about to say something when suddenly his whole body convulsed. This wasn't pain from his internal organs, but rather a spasm of his entire body's muscles.

The human body is very honest... He's not in a combat state right now, and his body has no reason to forcibly maintain the second-tier gene lock. Given his current level of unlocking the second tier, he couldn't maintain it even if he wanted to.

Mu Xiang silently watched as the muscles in his limbs shrank, but were still slightly larger than before. This was a side effect of the second stage, a manifestation of muscle swelling and ruptured blood vessels.

"So what do we do now?" Feng Yang asked, panting.

Mu Xiang raised his swollen and aching hand and pushed up his glasses: "Hasn't your Egyptian sister told you that something happened yet?"

"What did you say?" Feng Yang was startled, then looked bewildered. "What happened?"

[Let's get started.]

Mu Xiang said to Zhan Lan in his heart.

“Your acting is too exaggerated,” Mu Xiang sighed. “Can’t she tell? I know what you’re up to, but don’t worry, we care about her more than you do right now. I won’t let you press that remote.”

Feng Yang's face twitched, then suddenly darkened. He looked coldly at Mu Xiang: "It's none of your business... What makes you think you can stop me?"

"Because you're a damned breeder with no real strength." Mu Xiang slowly approached him, revealing a cold smile. "As for why we care about your sister, it's because you're already tired of her, but she's a C+2000 to us."

Feng Yang gritted his teeth and silently inquired about Farid's situation in his mind. Although Farid's mental strength was far inferior to Zhan Lan's, she could still establish a mental link with him.

Rather than dying outright, it would be a better option for Falida to use her instant-death ability to take down an enemy together.

However, Farid's response made his heart sink... The Central Continent team seemed to be very well prepared.

Before he could even reach for his storage pouch, the roar of a heavy machine gun suddenly rang out.

Arno grabbed his heavy machine gun and unleashed a barrage of high-energy bullets at Feng Yang's waist. A colorful halo erupted at the point of impact; Feng Yang was unharmed, but he couldn't immediately place his hand on it.

Before he could either unleash a magical lightning strike to knock down Arno or concentrate his strength to withstand the impact of the heavy machine gun, Mu Xiang was already in front of him, delivering a standard Ripple Strike to his face.

I have a headache today... After thinking it over, I decided to post this chapter first, and the remaining chapter will be done soon.

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