Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 358·Fire, Demon

——I am indeed very powerful.

——Or is this guy actually weaker than he looks and than Chu Xuan calculated?

——Well... Chu Xuan should have made a mistake in his calculation. Fallen Maia, a weak, incomplete fourth-level creature. And since my current combat power can defeat Zhao Zukong, who is clearly in the fourth chapter. So the Balrog, which is a bit weaker than it... shouldn't be that difficult to fight?

Zheng Zha stood at the top of the Tower of Turin. In his hand he held the huge, dying head of the Balrog.

His eyes swept around, and what came into his eyes was the vast underground lake. The so-called Tower of Turin stands right in the middle of the lake... probably in the middle of an isolated island several kilometers in diameter.

It's about 10,000 meters above the ground.

And the tunnel diagonally below that he had just struck could easily penetrate several kilometers of rock formations.

——I have become stronger.

Zheng Zha thought that it was possible that the compression effect of Violent Yan was too significant. Now that he was thinking about it, he could still clearly perceive every tiny link and delicate step he took when compressing Hu Yan. And after pushing and running them, the exact function played by each energy trickle in the body is intertwined with each other.

That's a really complicated operation - you don't even realize it when you do it. However, during review, I found that the seemingly simple ‘compression-release’ process actually contained at least tens of thousands of detailed steps. The huge energy flow is split into countless tiny links and then nested and interlocked with each other. Just to restore it requires planning a huge design blueprint that will cause Zheng Zha's brain to shut down for at least ten minutes.

——Indeed.

Zheng Zha thinks this is a correct value. And I feel that I am really amazing for being able to do this. Compressing the delicate skills that take ten minutes of exhaustion into a few tenths of a second during battle...

——Uh...how did I do it?

doubt.

There should not be such doubts in the mind of ‘Zi Zi’. Because if you are 'at ease', you will be completely confident and even conceited in everything you do. All the results you achieve should be taken for granted and natural. There is no need to spend any time considering or even reviewing.

This was unnecessary.

But now, here it is.

——How...how did I do it?

More questions suddenly emerged from his chest.

Along with this question welling up in his chest, there was also an overwhelming amount of fatigue and sadness. Some kind of unspeakable trauma surged out from his body, every cell, and every genetic base pair. And this wonderful feeling only appeared in Zheng Zha's body recognition a long time ago.

That was really a long time ago.

That was even as early as the end of the world, after he relied on the T original solution to unlock the first-level gene lock, and then during the test, he pushed the opening time of the gene lock to the perceived limit for the first time. And the body's response naturally flows into what happened in his mind.

That is... the pain caused by genetic incompetence.

Everything happened in a flash.

The words Zheng Zha said to Jiang Yu were just sound waves vibrating in the atmosphere. And a moment ago, he was still showing that silly smile to Jiang Yu, who was rushing through the air.

But now, he was drowning in the powerlessness caused by genetic disability and the pain of backlash.

He had crossed a boundary of his own.

However, this limit. But it was not crossed at the right time, in the right occasion, and in the right way.

What pushed him to this point was neither determination nor obsession. Just...an ordinary whim. A... event that is not very timely can be leaked.

His talent has simply thrown him to this point.

And this understatement prevented him from completing everything he needed to do in the first place.

His victory is sweet and delicious.

However, it is not neat and tidy.

……………………

Jiang Yu stared at the Tower of Turin in front of him. Staring at the close companion standing at the top of the underground tower. He marveled at the power Zheng Zha showed at this moment, and a vague guess emerged in Jiang Yu's eyes.

Original darkness? ——No, no, it’s impossible.

Zheng Zha can't do this yet. No matter how talented he is, no matter how cheating or unreasonable he is. He also has to follow the steps of the power itself. He can't skip a bunch of essential prerequisites and get straight to the end. Of course, more importantly, how could he carry Yuan An, who had not even broken through his inner demons?

...Inner demon?

Thoughts appeared in Jiang Yu's mind. Zheng Zha's unusual behavior not long ago was reflected in his memory... He didn't take that episode to heart at that time. But now...he felt that everything seemed to have an explanation.

The fourth level of gene lock is the level of transformation of biological essence. However, the transformed creatures definitely no longer belong to mortal beings.

Mortal things, extraordinary things - the transformation between the two should have required a long process. Under normal circumstances, anything that crosses boundaries should be a painstakingly deliberate process or a natural process. And in that transformation step that may be long or difficult. The ordinary mind will naturally transform into an extraordinary mind, possessing a completely different worldview and attitude from before.

This process can be called ‘cultivation’. It is also the reason why cultivators and other professional systems do not need to face too many risks other than the promotion itself when entering the fourth level. Because even if you take the method of initiation, if you want to reach that position, you cannot easily achieve it overnight. In most cases, when this boundary is crossed, the practitioner's heart will naturally be very different from the original stage.

It is natural that the heart of God should replace the heart of mortals.

However, the gene lock is different - the fourth level of the gene lock will make this transformation stage that should require a long promotion process be completed overnight. Ordinary things can become extraordinary in an instant. And this means that although walking on this system is extremely efficient, it cannot be like other cultivation, obsession, heaven, or even Shinto systems that can advance the level of this heart. Delay, segment, lengthen. Or even simply omit or remove it - it is destined to face this danger the moment it crosses this boundary. And its strength can even be called a devil to the holder of the gene lock.

Inner demons.

Zheng Zha's previous abnormal behaviors may not be called signs of inner demons.

So... does this mean that now he has unknowingly thrown that barrier behind him?

In Jiang Yu's mind, this idea was just a common guess a moment ago.

In Jiang Yu's eyes, this judgment was confirmed as a definite result at this moment.

There is an explanation for Zheng Zha's sudden increase in power. Although the sudden fourth-level breakthrough was unexpected, it was not necessarily unreasonable. And since he broke through the fourth level at this moment. So, how will he face the karma in his heart that will inevitably come with the advancement of the gene lock?

Is... out of control?

Or rather, before losing control. Take the first step and fall into the incapacity of energy failure?

Jiang Yu thought it was one, but he would rather it was two. And at the moment when his mind came to the conclusion that the Tower of Turin was about to be touched by him. He achieved a result that was not entirely pessimistic.

Bad luck doesn't always hit him, and he doesn't need to use all his previous preparations to suppress a companion who has lost control of his inner demons after opening the fourth-level gene lock for the first time. He saw Zheng Zha in front of him with his own eyes, and his silly face was instantly overwhelmed by fatigue and weakness.

It's incapacitation, that new move that's extra powerful. Before he fell into the inner demon and exploded, he was ejected by the fourth-level gene lock.

However, before Jiang Yu could breathe a sigh of relief. At the feet of Zheng Zha, whose momentum suddenly weakened, a new blazing fire suddenly emerged on the remains of the fallen Maiya!

The fallen Maiya is not completely dead. Just blasting through the chest and tearing off the head is far from the end of life for a thing that transcends the mortal world!

The red flames suddenly burst out. From Zheng Zha's feet, from Zheng Zha's hands, the remains of Fallen Maiya expanded and expanded into a huge and sinister predatory mouth!

It bites Zheng Zha, and this man who was once extremely strong but now so weak is already in its mouth.

He couldn't escape - he didn't even have time to show a bitter and apologetic smile to Jiang Yu, who was rushing for help.

But in the moment before the giant mouth closed, everything at this moment finally returned to the rhythm Jiang Yu was accustomed to.

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——"It's different from Zhao Zukong."

Zhan Lan thought, in her mental vision. The will of the fallen Maia is a blazing fire.

Dangerous and hot, anyone who comes close will be severely burned. But... it's not completely untouchable.

The black realm was breached.

Zheng Zha's previous blow that exceeded everyone's imagination and ruined everyone's plans was not without effect. Even though the fallen Maiya who had recast her body was still fierce and strong, it was no longer like the period before the war started. There were no flaws that could be broken through in either body or mind.

The black domain is still tough - but even the initial black domain is still in the category where Zhan Lan can "break through it with all his strength". And at the moment when the body was broken up, the price that needed to be paid, "fighting one's best", also turned into a result that could be achieved by "hard work".

Zhan Lan was probably the first reincarnation person to realize that the Balrog was not completely dead - although she did not immediately equate the remnants of the Black Realm with the rebirth of the Balrog.

But even if she didn't think about it, her instinct, her subconscious, was urging her to act as quickly as possible.

Then move.

Gather, focus, and shape your mental energy. And at the same time, imagine.

Imagine that you are a moth, and then fly towards the distant fire.

Moths always fly to the flame.

But a moth flying into the flame may not necessarily die in the blazing flames.

In the invisible sound of flapping wings, the moth's forelimbs turned into extended bone scythes, and the moment they unfolded, they could cut off the burning flames.

——I always feel that I am not suitable to be a moth.

The moth hit the flames.

The moth wings burned in the flames, and the delicate body disintegrated under the high temperature - burn marks climbed up most of Zhan Lan's body in an instant. Her fingers became scorched, and her body boiled and disintegrated.

But she has no body - she has a spirit, so where can the body be that can carry this backlash of flames? All the trauma she encountered was just a reverberation on the spiritual level. However, all these hardships were eliminated by the body of the shadow container.

It hurt, but the injury wasn't there.

So, in the pain of illusion. The burning moth swung down the bone scythe.

‘Peng——’ In the spiritual world, the flames are cut off, and their explosions flow into the real world.

The flames that appeared in the world stopped for a brief moment before completely engulfing Zheng Zha.

It failed.

Jiang Yu grasped this failure and arrived in front of it.

The vessel it favors, the enemy it hates, the uninvited person it meets for the first time today. Right in front of it, an arm covered in heavy black armor was snatched from its mouth. And when it finally broke free from the shackles of its mind and brought down the bite of the flames, all it touched was the edge of a dark cloak.

It failed.

Space has become an insurmountable barrier. It breaks through this tough wall of construction and consumes a precious moment.

It watched helplessly as its prey was removed and disappeared beyond the limits of its observation.

A huge creature blocked it.

That behemoth gave it the appearance of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside, but it had nine bloated heads that were enough to completely block its vision on a physical level - it felt that it would only take two seconds at most to kill this big and inappropriate guy. , even if the opponent is lying on the top of the cold water body it hates most, spitting out nine pale springs of frost at it.

Ants are so annoying.

The ancient fallen Maia showed its rage and caution at this moment. It has lost the prey it was looking for, so what it needs to do now is to start another war, another hunt.

It stood up and stretched out its flaming limbs at the top of the Turin Tower built by the ridiculous, tiny dwarfs that it had almost cleaned up - its height immediately exceeded the limit of one hundred meters. One hand holds a sword and the other holds a whip. The wings spread out behind him are highly condensed flames.

‘Peng——’ Two wings, gathered once.

A long distance is spanned in an instant. The burning flaming sword is about to chop off the humanoid face of this heavy and slow Hydra.

It failed to cut down.

A dark figure blocks the end of the sword, and the palm raised by the figure is an invisible shield extending outward.