The mana fluctuations rising outside the room are enormous, even by my standards. In other words, these are Great Impermanence level mana fluctuations.
Moreover, the sudden appearance of these mana fluctuations is not just one, but two.
Two massive Great Impermanence level mana surges crashed into the room like heavy trucks, breaking through the door and walls of the laboratory, sweeping towards and Ming Zhuo at the sa ti. With just one strike, our bodies were shattered to pieces like a hamr smashing a glass bottle.
Describing it as a "heavy truck" or "hamr" would actually underestimate these two attacks. Even a single strike contained enough mana to obliterate the entire Human Bureau headquarters.
At the mont the attack exploded, the surrounding space seed to be greatly stretched. The room suddenly beca imnsely large, and even the length of the corridor outside seed endless.
It appears this is so kind of automatic protective asure of the Human Bureau headquarters. Since Ying Lingyun’s technology can even cut reality space, stretching or shrinking space should be a piece of cake.
According to my vague perception, the attack just now, which could level a town, amazingly only destroyed a tenth of the Human Bureau headquarters. And space continued to stretch; visually, the objects around did not change, but the distance between objects was growing larger. Once reaching a certain limit, even the objects themselves seed torn by the stretched space, like words on the surface of clay, distorted and broken as the clay stretches.
One hypothesis about the ultimate fate of the universe, "The Big Rip," describes how increasing space expansion causes gaps between matter to widen until even atoms can’t hold together, reducing everything to nothingness. I wonder if this spatial stretch phenonon will lead to such a state, locally simulating the universe’s end at the Human Bureau headquarters?
However, this spatial stretching phenonon seems to only occur in part of the Human Bureau headquarters, precisely the area where Ming Zhuo and I are located. Needless to say, although suddenly attacked, neither Ming Zhuo nor I died.
The attack just now had the property of harming the True Spirit, but it wasn’t nearly as devastating as the blows Ming Zhuo once dealt . Assuming my life value was a hundred points, it only took away one point of life. In an instant, I reford my Fire Elent body by manipulating the flas in the air.
Ming Zhuo was also swiftly restoring his body by manipulating black-red smoke nearby. We both looked in the direction the attack ca from.
There were two masked people there. Not silver masks, but animal zodiac masks. One wore a rabbit mask, the other a sheep mask.
They hovered in the air, looking at us amidst the fragnted scene.
"Mao Rabbit and Weiyang, huh..." Ming Zhuo seed to see through their true identities.
In the Twelve Gods Plan, aid at creating super-beings of Great Success Rank in the Human Bureau, only two succeeded, Xu Gou and Chen Long; Mao Rabbit and Weiyang were among the failures and should have been dead.
Yet here they are, sohow moving, reminiscent of Ying Lingyun’s resurrection research.
They have likely beco Ying Lingyun’s string puppets.
I was also able to see through their true identities behind the masks with my perception. I had accessed the Twelve Gods Plan files, which included photo data of Mao Rabbit and Weiyang. They’re not just others wearing the masks, but indeed the two who participated in the Twelve Gods Plan.
At the sa ti, I felt the Divine Seal Fragnt bound to vibrating.
"They have a Divine Seal Fragnt inside them," I reminded.
"So that’s it, it’s relying on the Divine Seal Fragnt to gain Great Impermanence level firepower?" Ming Zhuo said, "But—"
As we were exchanging words, Mao Rabbit and Weiyang launched two more attacks at us from afar.
Their mana exhibited no color, as transparent as air, but only visually so. In my perception, their mana was as magnificent as a mountain thrown at us.
And I’m not to be outdone; at the mont their invisible mana neared, a giant fla claw capable of grasping a skyscraper appeared out of nowhere, collided with it, and both shattered.
The scattered flas, along with the surrounding Fire Sea, converged into my palm, supplented by the fire I actively released and compressed, about to form a lethal strike.
Ming Zhuo was even more direct, unleashing from his palm the black-red beam that nearly killed before, easily shattering the incoming invisible mana as if skewering a delicate bubble with an iron skewer.
"What use is an attack with no density?"
Witnessing this, Ming Zhuo revealed a satisfied expression and then let out a wild laugh, "Relying on external objects to step into the Great Impermanence Domain, weaklings who can’t even understand how to wield power, really think they can stand on the sa level as ?
"Enough, you two impostors, die!"
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