The cat spirit received an abundant supply of spiritual energy; its combat power was also very strong at this point. When the spiritual energy was sufficient, its body size could beco larger, while it could also maintain its original size; the sufficiency of spiritual energy affected the upper limit of its size rather than the lower limit.
There was no need for such a large size to deal with these flesh creature people; a few ters were more than enough. Any larger would have been superfluous.
Zheng Yichen found that the cat spirit could also provide ’demonic thoughts’ to the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills, and in quite a large quantity at that.
The cat spirit itself was a ’Vengeful Spirit’ that resided within a piece of fur; it was by no ans a benevolent existence.
"Not enough!" Zheng Yichen, looking around at those flesh creatures, felt quite a bit of pressure while fighting the dozens of super-high-quality flesh creatures, but they were still within his range of response. He was now in a state that exceeded his limits.
So ranged attacks couldn’t even penetrate the gas mbrane of Burst Mode, not to ntion lee attacks. The lee ability of the flesh creatures was not weak, feeling like hundreds or even more experts were rged into one and fighting against him. Zheng Yichen couldn’t match their skill, but his strength and speed were fast enough, leaving no room for the flesh creatures to perform.
The spread of Hellfire never stopped during the battle. The environnt around him had beco a sea of fire in a short period of ti, covering a much larger area than the burned-down Mo City. The ground beneath his feet was also writhing violently, the anger in the environnt erupting like a volcano.
In this world, the upper limit of Demonic Abyss Seven Kills was even higher, and the ’demonic thoughts’ emanating from the environnt now substantially exceeded what had been encountered in the previous world. However, what he faced here were not humans, but even more special existences.
The weapon in Zheng Yichen’s hand transford from a long spear back into a huge saber. The saber split open the chest of a flesh creature, and the exploding Hellfire turned it into ashes, but the anger and panic it exuded did not vanish.
The battle grew more and more intense...
In the Dusk Territory, Monili looked out in astonishnt at the ground outside the safety zone, where it was writhing madly. rely looking with her eyes gave her the sensation that they might go blind. Thinking of sothing, she imdiately found a tactical helt to wear. After filtering the scene through the tactical eyepiece, her vision began to improve.
But observing the changes in the land, her heart was still filled with terror: "What on earth is happening?"
This wasn’t an earthquake, even though the ground was constantly trembling lightly. The tremors had minimal impact on the Dusk Territory, but the astonishing changes in the planetary terrain made her feel as though the whole world was spinning like a tsunami, even though this was land, not the ocean.
"Right, the Dusk nun..." After taking off the tactical helt, Monili couldn’t help but turn her head to look again, the drastically changing terrain gave her the feeling of rotting corpses trying to rise to their feet.
"May I ask, what exactly has happened outside?" Monili, full of reverence, found one of the Dusk nuns. Her brother Morley had already beco a Dusk hunter and had gone to take part in a commission mission; he had not returned yet.
"It’s struggling to survive."
"? Struggling to survive?" Monili looked at the nun sowhat confusedly; up to this point, none of them knew the nas of the two Dusk nuns of the Dusk Territory.
Monili wanted to ask more, but Prioress Tia had already left the place. She hesitated for a mont, didn’t chase after her, but instead went to look for other people, even starting to arrange for the relocation of so items. Many things had been kept in the transport vehicle; when there was no issue, it was fine to leave them there, but now that an abnormal situation had occurred, it was best to move whatever they could.
Ordinary people should just stay inside the Dusk Territory and not wander around, as it was easy for them to get into trouble.
Here, the abnormalities in the environnt didn’t affect them, but looking at that kind of psychic contamination change, there was still the possibility of trouble.
At this mont, what ca to Monili’s mind was the Proxy Agent who Leader Essen had trusted so much before. The life-giving planet was undergoing such changes, it must have been sothing the Proxy Agent did, right?
Her heart involuntarily felt a sense of reluctance and sorrow. The world was struggling to survive, and if it failed, would they from now on be truly without a place to call ho? Although this ho had already beco as awful as a cesspool.
If possible, she would rather cleanse this ’ho’ than demolish it completely.
...
In the planetary abyss, a chasm originally covered by the storm that blanket the planet was now filled with flas bursting forth, and a howling roar erupted from within the abyss.
At the base of the abyss, a densely packed horde of flesh-cubes surrounded a young man. The actively fighting cat spirit had dispersed and rged back into the cat spirit cloak, and Zheng Yichen’s black saber in hand grew increasingly ferocious.
With each slash, the flesh-cubes caught in the blow were turned into a mist of blood. The enhancent to his attack from the Asura Battle Intent had surpassed that which strength alone could provide. So very robust flesh-cubes would not last even a single blow before him.
Now his offensive strength was extrely high, however there was no substantial change in defense. The attacks from the flesh-cubes could still penetrate the protective aura and cause him a degree of harm, their coordination resembling that of a single entity in battle.
Although their attacks could cause friendly fire, most of the ti those attacks were precisely interwoven among their group.
Beneath Zheng Yichen’s feet, the ground was already filled with knee-deep, searing blood which Hellfire was burning. The speed of burning couldn’t keep up with the flow rate, its temperature resembling magma, and as the battle continued, the bloodstains on his fierce saber beca thicker and darker.
The wounds that appeared on Zheng Yichen’s body he simply ignored, the influence of the Asura Battle Intent and the demonic thoughts was continuously elevating his combat ability. The injuries on his body did not affect his fighting capability and were of no consequence as minor ones would recover quickly.
The more severe ones had enough life force to fill in as a base. With ample life force at the foundation, even a punctured heart could be healed, the key being the head.
As long as the head was unhard, the rest of the injuries could mostly be ignored.
And the cost of this was the rapid consumption of the massive accumulated life force, yet he could still endure battling for a considerably long period.
So far, the Hellfire and the aura of death he had released hadn’t consud any of his life force, as he had previously concentrated a large amount of life force within the fishing rod.
The great fire burning in the planetary abyss had been caused by the release of power accumulated in the fishing rod not long ago. The mass outbreak of Hellfire and the burst of death aura caused the heart beneath his feet to start leaking such bloodwater.
Unlike the earlier water-diluted blood columns, this bloodwater was of high quality. Although it seed capable of resisting the continuous burn of Hellfire, it was actually because the heart within the abyss was damaged and out of control, unable to contain the overflow.
Such circumstances greatly supported Zheng Yichen’s sustainability in the fight.
Battling against such a massive blood-rich entity, his extraordinary abilities were incredibly suitable, provided he wasn’t instantly killed.
However, he couldn’t fight for days and nights on end, accumulating demonic thoughts without limit. It wasn’t because Zheng Yichen’s mind couldn’t withstand it. Asura Battle Intent and the absorbed demonic thoughts allowed him to maintain a relentless vigor in battle. As long as his body lived, he wouldn’t fall.
If the battle lasted too long, chances were he would never regain consciousness. Yet that wasn’t the root of the problem. The real issue was that among these flesh-cubes were so that specialized in curses and other occult magics.
Their attacks were too dense. Even if curses and so other magics affecting the mind had difficulty penetrating the protective aura, when so attacks did penetrate the aura, the influence of those forces could take advantage of the montarily breached protective aura to affect him.
Once or twice had little impact, but after nurous repetitions, the cumulative burden of various curses began to weigh down Zheng Yichen. His healing capability started to decrease and, at this rate of accumulation, he would lose his regenerative power in just a few hours.
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