0578 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 45)
"Yuan Yuan, I leave it to you..."
Zhen Cheng's expression gradually became serious.
In the shadow behind him, an unknown aura spread in all directions.
They are both creations of paradox, and the strangeness that distorts everything balances each other. What is left is their original strength.
Behind Zhen Cheng, [they] entered the ghost formation silently.
The most vicious hatred, the most cruel thoughts of killing, the most dangerous curse, and the most unforgettable resentment. Wherever they go, corpses are everywhere, and they are invincible.
Compared with the ordinary people who died in vain in the darkness, their ferocity in the closed-loop small world, which has been immersed in the shadow for more than a hundred thousand years, is completely different.
If you rub it, you will be injured; if you touch it, you will die.
Even many ordinary black zombies and white zombies, and disembodied souls of wronged evil spirits, have been driven away just by being brushed by [their] shadows.
But even so, looking at [their] figures buried in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, Zhen Cheng still felt a sense of powerlessness.
In fact, if it were just groups of ghosts, Zhen Cheng would really not be that scared now.
It's not that she suddenly became good at fighting, but that she had a dimension of crushing.
Ghosts are things that are born from withered life and broken will, and are originally rejected by the world. Under normal circumstances, even if you don't care about them, they will dissipate within a few hours.
In essence, the origin of the existence of ghosts is the condensation and derivation of broken souls in the four-dimensional state.
For mortals in the three-dimensional world, these things come and go without a trace, and can sneak into you silently and take your life.
But with a higher vision, you will find that they are just wills that can travel in higher dimensions, and they do not have much strength themselves.
Among them, low-level goods such as white zombies and black zombies cannot even get rid of their three-dimensional bodies.
Nowadays, even if Zhen Cheng is unable to eradicate these troublesome things, as long as she temporarily ascends to a state above the fifth dimension, these guys will not be able to touch her even if they surround her and beat her up.
After all, in essence, her existence is already a divine essence, not a mortal body.
But it's one thing to not be afraid. Whether these things will cause trouble is another question.
First of all, how much time does she have to solve the current trouble?
On the sea channel opened up by Zhen Cheng with the spirit of speech, Justice has been struggling to hold on and is in a stalemate with the darkness. How long can she hold on? Can she hold on until Zhen Cheng solves the problem of darkness?
The second is the ghost group itself.
If they were just ordinary evil ghosts with incomplete souls and broken consciousness, and only knew how to besiege Zhen Cheng in front of them, then it would really save a lot of trouble.
But the problem is that they are the back-ups that Krypton has already arranged on the earth. Even if they are not commanded by Anbis, the action pattern must have been set in advance.
Once they swarm out and sweep across the world, I'm afraid there won't be any problems on my side; I'm afraid Thetis, the Afterlife, and all the other surviving humans will have to be swept away.
When the time comes for him to gather enough faith to be promoted to Overlord, Qu Yun's plan will fall short. Even if he is barely promoted, a desolate Death Star will not be able to bring any help to the future.
This kind of uninhabited land is everywhere in the universe. As a true god, you can occupy it at will. What’s the point?
And the last one is the most vicious one.
After the native creature dies, it is ostracized by the world. If it stays together, it harms the harmony of the world, and it will become a major obstacle to her promotion to the master.
What's more, the existence of these things is still formed with the help of the power of paradox.
Under the current situation, I am afraid that if these hundreds of millions of undead monsters cannot be cleared away, or at least killed, Zhen Cheng will not be able to gain the recognition of this world and establish a
God system, rise to dominate.
In just a few hours, billions of undead souls around the world were completely purified...
This is far beyond the limit of Zhen Cheng's current spirit-speaking magic. Even if it is specially targeted and restrained, the Holy Light of the Second Ringtone will probably cost a lot to achieve.
The only way to plan for now is to use tricks.
But Krypton’s arrangements are intertwined with each other, and murderous intentions are everywhere.
Want to break the situation...is it still possible?
Thinking of this, Zhen Cheng turned his head slightly.
[They] who were killing randomly among the corpses seemed to be blocked by something, and terrifying collisions broke out in the same position.
Countless stiffness had already submerged the position where she was fighting. It seemed to be programmed, biting and tearing at her lifelessly.
Zhen Cheng had already jumped to another dimension when these ghosts came to him. Naturally, he would not be hurt.
In the sixth dimension, consciousness and soul, which everyone has but cannot control or even detect, are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, dormant in an indescribable manner that is incomprehensible to mortals.
The souls of living beings have different shapes, while those of the dead are much the same. At this moment, Zhen Cheng's body was surrounded by densely packed souls, large and small, that looked like gray shadows.
They are all eroded by the shadows, and they are the reason why the endless sea of corpses on the plain in front of them can remain in the world.
Zhen Cheng casually crushed a few groups of souls, and the corresponding ones ossified into fly ash on the three-dimensional earth.
Unless there are targeted special arcane equipment, dimensional crushing will be a force majeure.
But even so, she still sighed deeply with a frown on her face.
Things that can be easily crushed to death, when they reach a certain number, will still make people feel deeply helpless.
Looking through high-dimensional space, distance loses meaning, and [their] battle comes into view as if it is happening right in front of you.
The one who intercepted them was a demon, which had entered the divine realm.
Zhen Cheng doesn't remember that there is such a thing hidden in his family background. It must be Krypton?? Zunbu's back-up plan.
If it weren't for [them], now I would have been in a dangerous fight when I met this guy. And now, the killing speed, which was already quite low, was completely blocked by this guy.
The fight became more and more intense, and Zhen Cheng felt that the fight between the two monsters would not lead to any results within a few hours.
Looking back to the other side, she couldn't help but let out a deeper sigh.
Among the thousands of corpses, Xiao Hei seemed to have taken some medicine and was extremely happy. He took a bite here, chewed there... he was so happy.
The emotionless zombies attacked him one after another as if they were mad. They swung their arms with great strength and beat him wildly, but they could not touch Xiao Hei's octopus-like body at all.
It can only recognize people and devour them.
Okatapus does not eat living creatures, but the undead are obviously not living creatures.
If they hadn't eaten too slowly, it would have taken more than half an hour to finish one head. The Okas could almost be regarded as the natural enemies of the undead.
The world is on the verge of being destroyed again, and only these heartless tentacle cats are still carnivaling.