The canopy has a problem; other aspects more or less have the support of the Great World. With the backing of the Great World, they’ve been able to make the situation so favorable. Uh, if it weren’t for the interference of the Boundary Breakers, everything would have proceeded smoothly until the end.
When the Great World harvests this world in the end, they will incidentally gain a batch of high-quality puppets transford against their will.
"Boundary Breakers... let them flourish for a while. I rember a new technology nearly ready for deploynt on the Great World’s side. When that ti cos, the Boundary Breakers’ good days will be over. As for those old fogies unwilling to clash with the Proxy Agents, that’s fine too. After all, the more people there are, the more complex the human heart becos."
The top powerhouses in this world aren’t completely united. There are good people, and as a result, there are bad people. The only reason they’ve united is that they don’t want to perish along with the changing world.
Among the bad, so have limits while others are utterly ruthless, and those are also the targets of the Boundary Breakers. Those people don’t want to beco puppets, and having indirectly witnessed the greatness of the Great World, this world has beco an expendable place to them.
Compared to these ’traitors,’ those individuals are the real traitors. Moreover, their power ranks among the top powerhouses of this world, at the sa level as those old fogies.
"Hahaha, you’re right. But still, be careful. Since the Black Light has already begun to spread, let’s allow this force to extend even further," a Boundary Breaker laughed and continued, "Those affected by the Black Light will then have a better chance of surviving the upcoming turmoil."
Surviving ans they can be utilized as biological weapons...
If they fail, well, they don’t have much of a choice. The thing about plans is how vulnerable they are to accidents, and the Dusk Proxy Agents are always so adept at causing them. Before a Proxy Agent arrives, nobody knows which one it will be.
Even accepting the possibility of failure, they intend to spread the Black Light further. There’s no other reason... If they fail, the natives of this world will definitely learn of the Great World’s existence, and the Proxy Agents wouldn’t mind making things difficult for them in this regard.
Once they know about those matters, the people of this world will surely seek revenge, and the best way is to beco a Dusk rcenary. With the enmity level high, it essentially becos a mass conscription. Policies will change, and everyone will take pride in the possibility of becoming a Dusk rcenary... The Great World has indeed faced such situations before.
So Dusk rcenaries fight for their own interest, while another bunch, upon sighting a Boundary Breaker, act like mad dogs. They’ve encountered many of this type of Dusk rcenaries in this world; such lunatics are like relentless ghosts. Even when at a great disadvantage, they still doggedly take down so Boundary Breakers.
Heaven knows from which victimized worlds those Dusk rcenaries have co.
If the future ruler of this world is determined, it really could muster a large number of such Dusk rcenaries. Therefore, while success in their plan would be great, preparing for failure is also necessary.
This world is too large, with an imnse population that, together with a unique environnt, significantly increases the chances for people to possess special powers. In other worlds, those who beco Dusk rcenaries often start as ordinary people, while so here might directly enter at a high level.
Widespread dissemination of Black Light, drastically reducing the population number in this world, madn won’t choose to beco Dusk rcenaries.
"Save—Save !!"
A half body fell before him, and Zheng Yichen, riding his bike, braked abruptly. He had intended to ignore it and roll over it. With a slight twitch of the corner of his eye, Zheng Yichen reached out to rub his forehead, staring at the amulets that had turned black on his body, wanting to discard them, but ultimately, he didn’t...
Arriving where the sound ca from, Zheng Yichen stared at the half body on the ground. The man was marked with black spots, and his forehead was slashed with what seed to be a Light Blade attack, seemingly reaching his brain. Even so, he persisted in struggling.
Zheng Yichen spoke in a cold tone, stating a fact, "You’re going to die."
"...There’s a problem with the canopy, and so of those who maintain it are also problematic! Please, whoever you are! You must get this ssage out! The sooner, the better!!" wept the Three Glory powerful expert, now reduced to just an upper body.
He couldn’t see anything with his eyes anymore, and his hearing was heavily impaired. He didn’t even catch what Zheng Yichen had said, only aware that soone was approaching him.
They had gone to great lengths to capture two Boundary Breakers. Facing all sorts of pressure on the way, they found the place they were seeking. Initially elated that the old predecessor there wasn’t affected by the Black Light, they let their guard down, only to be attacked by him.
If it were not for the old predecessor deliberately suppressing his power, a single move would have wiped them out completely. The suppression wasn’t out of kindness, but because each node in maintaining the canopy was interconnected. If he acted too forcefully, it would inevitably attract the attention of the other predecessors.
He could fight only by suppressing his strength to a certain level, which gave them a sliver of chance at survival. It was only with the cover of others that he barely managed to escape, but in the end, he was still cut in half by an enemy’s strike, blindly using his last ounce of strength to reach this place, struggling to relay the ssage...
Zheng Yichen saw the long, long trail of blood on the ground and realized it was because the man was a Three Glory powerful expert of this world that he possessed such strong life force.
"I’m very busy, so I’m giving you a chance to go by yourself," Zheng Yichen’s voice, filled with penetrating power, poured into the Three Glory warrior’s mind. He took out a tube of virus from the motorcycle’s storage compartnt—a Type 4 aberrant virus—and briskly injected it into the warrior’s spine.
Piercing screams rang out as the Type 4 aberrant virus induced a severe but controllable range of mutation within the creature. This thing was effective on all life forms, and although the problem of severe mutation was serious, it was ’within a certain range’, aning that the affected person could still retain a normal part of their body.
If Zheng Yichen hadn’t been sowhat abnormal due to the amulet’s influence on his demonic thoughts before the secret chamber was ford, leaving a gap that couldn’t close, he wouldn’t have bothered with so much.
Whether or not this person could stand up next was his concern. Zheng Yichen had another place to harvest.
The demonic thoughts of humans paled in comparison to the planetary cancer that produced demonic thoughts. The demonic thoughts he had gathered so far couldn’t even compare to those he obtained in the previous world, and in terms of life source, the experience was even more different from the last world, where it was a city by city harvest. This world’s scale was much smaller.
He didn’t leave imdiately, waiting for the Three Glory warrior to fail... If the man went mad, he would beco a powerful aberrant creature, not to be wasted.
The heart-rending screams lasted for almost five minutes. During this ti, a ’balloon’... no, a mass of flesh, grew from the severed waist of the warrior with only his upper body intact. The flesh rapidly expanded, its insides writhing intensely as sothing tried to burst through, but all were suppressed by the tough outer layer of the tumor. anwhile, his upper body underwent drastic changes.
His eyes, which had been blinded by the glare, seed to regain sight, and a layer of black carapace erged on the surface. A new eye popped out of his forehead, while his ears beca pointed like an elf’s, and an overgrown bone protruded from his left arm, forming into a small black ’round shield’, with all the black patches transferring to his left arm.
His right arm didn’t change much, but to Zheng Yichen, that arm seed more offensive. Human features were well preserved, except for the lower body.
Four awkward, heavily mutated limbs and a body grew out from his lower half, with mismatched hooves including horse hooves, leopard legs, antelope-like hooves, and one severely twisted hoof that Zheng Yichen couldn’t identify, adding character. The equine-like ’body’ also had a pair of heavily twisted wings on its back, quite out of place.
This was a severely mutated lower body, but it was enough to get the Three Glory warrior back on his feet and maintain balance.
After the warrior’s screams ended, Zheng Yichen picked up the fishing rod, to which black matter adhered, coalescing into a giant saber.
The Three Glory warrior with one black eye and one white eye slowly opened his eyes, his face contorted with struggle as he fought the splitting headache. After a mont, he caught his breath and recovered, enduring the abnormal headache. rely glancing at his body, he quickly said, "I will pass on the ssage, and I’ll hunt down any traitor!"
At this point, intense malice surged in all three of his eyes. He had no idea what Zheng Yichen had used to turn him into this state. Those few minutes were like an eternity, feeling every cell in his body scream with the pain of being severed.
His mind plunged into chaos and madness, yet he refused to go insane! His comrades had fought to the death to send him away. His kin’s betrayal and the enemy’s sches—who would transmit the crucial intelligence if he died here? Who would purge the traitors, and who would seek vengeance?!
He was determined to make those who should pay, pay tenfold, a hundredfold the price!!
With this obsession, his consciousness recovered from the chaos. As he opened his eyes, he saw Zheng Yichen apparently ready to strike him with the saber...
The giant saber dissolved, and Zheng Yichen hung the fishing rod on his body, unhesitatingly rode off on his motorcycle, leaving behind the Three Glory warrior who clutched his head. A fleeting expression of frenzied ferocity flashed across his face before it cald once more. He ran ’non-stop’ in a direction.
Despite their lack of coordination, the four limbs were stable in motion, not affecting his traveling efficiency at all—in fact, he ran faster than before.
The effects of the Black Light erosion were gone; the black energy had now shifted to one side of his body, while the normal light also remained intact. He could use both forces, though using them caused a tearing pain in his body, but that didn’t matter!
What mattered was that he was now strong... Even though he no longer looked human, he had gained new life and powerful strength!
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