Fu Chuan knew this wasn’t some unrealistic fantasy born from an excessive longing for her homeland. But considering her own situation and that of Qin Minfeng, she couldn’t help but fall into the cliché thinking of the vulnerable—perhaps someone else like her had truly arrived in this world.
But even so, she felt no joy.
Was this person friend or foe?
Regardless of who it was, she would be prepared to protect herself. Besides, it could just be a coincidence. It all depended on how this person viewed the incubation tank. If they, too, had detected that its changes originated from that evil organization of the past, it wouldn’t be surprising—it would only indicate sharp perception and a thorough investigation of key information. However, if they employed a similar method, like the upstream fluid blasting technique, to use the earth veins to weaken the Dragon Armor Sting King on the seventh floor and interrupt its most powerful soul-devouring berserk state, it would prove that this person knew about the King before even reaching the seventh floor. Her suspicion would be correct.
Fu Chuan waited for a short while. Soon, there was movement from above. Something fell, sinking deep into the metallic flow. Fu Chuan took a look.
It was an array equation.
A counter-current blasting array driver equation.
The equation unraveled, turning into dozens of smaller equations. Like little bombs, they disintegrated under the arcane control of the person above and zipped to various locations, attaching themselves to the core positions of the earth veins.
Fu Chuan thought: This person knows the key core positions of the earth veins so clearly. They must have been a core member of that team back then.
Ten people in total.
One of the ten people she knew had really come. But since they were willing to use her method, it probably wasn’t one of the two who didn’t get along with her, right?
But in a desperate situation with no better options, even an opponent might resort to such a method.
So it was still hard to be sure.
In the end… it was better not to reveal herself.
People change.
Fu Chuan gave a bitter smile but carefully avoided the equations, continuing to delve deeper into the earth veins until she reached the annular vein core between the sixth and seventh floors. This was her initial destination.
Fu Chuan then took out an Orange-tier Arcane Truth Stone (Wind Controller), the Mental Eye Fragment, and fifteen Lesser Heavenly Books.
The funds earned from Wei Mingtang had finally been converted into a vast fortune in Fu Chuan’s hands. She had then exhausted these resources to create fifteen Lesser Heavenly Books in one go.
In terms of talent for Arcane Truths, she was no match for Wei Mingtang and the others. She could only rely on her “cash power” and alchemy exploits to take shortcuts and catch up.
“Based on the progress of the metallic flow and the incubation tank, the sixth floor is constantly strengthening, but it hasn’t yet reached the target for the seventh. According to the original dungeon’s difficulty, it would have taken another six or seven days of incubation for the Dragon Armor Sting King to complete its evolution. Now, factoring in the resurrection, the average life threshold of the level 80 powerhouses who led that battle, and the current number of Dragon Armor Stings and their individual energy consumption… it will take at least another month.”
“That’s enough time.”
But before that, Fu Chuan had her original body make some preparations.
Completing this dungeon would likely cause a significant stir, so she needed to prepare for the aftermath in advance. Therefore, it was best to distance the identity of Xie Keli from it.
The higher-ups she had caught a fleeting glimpse of should have recognized her, but they didn’t know which dungeon she had entered.
Therefore, having the other Xie Keli appear in a different dungeon would create a perfect alibi. She decided to pick the dungeon she had originally planned to choose; it would conveniently keep him occupied for a few days. The only downside was missing the three-month assessment. Her main body was genuinely trapped in the Dragon Armor Sting dungeon, and if she used Fu Chuan’s body for the exam, she’d have to expose the existence of her two bodies to achieve a high rank. If the Dean happened to be there… it just wasn’t worth the risk.
She had to give it up.
“Fortunately, Carol Diel and others are trapped in this dungeon with me.”
Ah, human nature. When someone else is suffering the same loss as you, it helps to balance the scales psychologically.
Once all these arrangements were made.
Fu Chuan first used a Lesser Heavenly Book and began to frantically comprehend Wind Controller… The effect of the Lesser Heavenly Book was truly game-breaking. The moment she used it, Fu Chuan felt as if she had been enlightened, as if divinely aided. The sticking points in her Arcane Truth comprehension that had previously blocked her suddenly cleared up, and her progress was more than ten times faster than before.
If she got a tenfold boost, Wei Mingtang probably got more than fiftyfold.
Progressing by leaps and bounds!
After using the third Lesser Heavenly Book, Fu Chuan successfully comprehended Wind Controller!
Fourth field, the World of Wind, get!
Next, Fu Chuan simultaneously activated her four fields—Gravity, World of Wind, Mirror World, and Recovery Field—to test their Infinite Flow fusion.
In the old dean’s conception, this was the hardest part!
When the four fields could be generated and exist simultaneously, the Infinite Flow was already at 90% completion. At this stage, it was basically what people like Ye Suran considered Infinite Flow. But the old dean had impossibly high standards and believed it wasn’t enough. Only when the four fields could be fused and separated at will would it be a true 100%.
“Teacher once mentioned in a casual chat that after fusing fields, fusing two increases their power by thirty percent, fusing three triples their power, and fusing all four makes it ten times the base power of Infinite Flow!”
“I was stunned when I heard it. I thought the old man was talking nonsense. Until one time, I saw the Dean in action. She doesn’t use Infinite Flow, but she did manage to fuse four fields. My god, it was terrifying. She’s a death-type Arcanist. That move was later called ‘Abyss Descends.’ In an instant, it sucked the life force and spiritual energy from over 100 level 70 BOSSes and rebel experts caught within the field, turning them all into dried husks.”
“So, you think the higher-ups from West Jin and the other three academies don’t look down on our Dean for being young? That respect was earned in that one battle.”
Listening to Ye Suran’s description, Fu Chuan felt her blood boil with excitement, yet she was also terrified.
There were too many monsters in this world.
She was afraid, but she also wanted to become one of them. What could she do?
If you can’t beat them, join them.
“Field fusion… I hope the remaining Lesser Heavenly Books can help me successfully fuse two of them.”
Fusing four fields was impossible. She knew the difficulty; it would probably take several hundred Lesser Heavenly Books.
Fu Chuan suppressed her impatience and began consuming the Lesser Heavenly Books again. After some thought, she chose to first fuse the World of Wind and the Recovery Field.
This was the optimal solution for the situation on the seventh floor.
Ten days later, all the Lesser Heavenly Books were consumed, and the fusion of the World of Wind and the Recovery Field was complete.
Taking advantage of her Arcane Truth comprehension reaching its peak, Fu Chuan directly entered the Enlightenment state.
Her weapon was a gun. What kind of spirit was most suitable for her?
She had a fantasy that was born the moment she obtained the Mental Eye Fragment, and she was about to turn it into reality.
Fu Chuan observed the state of the earth veins again.
“It’s reached this stage, huh? A lot of people have probably been killed outside. The seventh floor should be making its move in the next day or two.”
Even deep underground, Fu Chuan could smell the stench of blood from the sixth floor. After so much time, the other Arcanists below had also fought their way to the sixth floor, where they would be mercilessly slaughtered.
The sixth-floor slaughterhouse. That part was exactly the same as before.
“Time for the final step.”
Fu Chuan began to release her tentacles, arranging them in a specific formation within the earth veins, weaving them into the metallic flow.
She spent 24 hours setting it up.
She took out a reactor, expanded its internal space, and then used the materials she had stockpiled during this time to concoct a reaction fluid.
“Kroshi Enlightenment Fluid.”
“One of the high-difficulty auxiliary fluids for Enlightenment, used for the conversion effect of physical Enlightenment. It can also reduce the damage caused by the immense energy of Enlightenment to the physical body. It’s generally used to buffer the damage of enlightening one’s own physical tissues…”
Normally, few people used this fluid because not many were willing to use parts of their own body for Enlightenment. Firstly, it was a form of internal consumption and didn’t grant additional advantages. Secondly, it caused considerable damage to the main body and was dangerous.
Unless, the enlightened physical part could elevate the tier of the weapon’s attack or transform it into a more terrifying form of attack.
The difficulty of refining this thing was comparable to that of a Lesser Heavenly Book, but Fu Chuan had burned through money early on to accumulate a large amount of Luck, so refining this was not a problem.
So… once the fluid was concocted, Fu Chuan opened her left hand. The muzzle of the gun in her palm was held between the spirit vents. Half of the fluid dripped down, while the other half was wrapped in Fu Chuan’s tentacles… sent over to the Mental Eye Fragment, engulfing it, and then delivered to Fu Chuan’s left eye.
Her palm covered her left eye.
Simultaneously, she prepared to begin the final step: alchemy on her own body.
Hand + Eye.
Pupil Technique + Mental Eye Fragment + Kroshi Enlightenment Fluid.
Enlightenment + Continuous Tissue Regeneration.
Three steps initiated at once, but it required an immense amount of energy. Fu Chuan had timed it perfectly, but this was just the preparation phase. She was waiting for the right moment.
At this very moment, the seventh floor also began to stir.
Beneath the earth veins, the metallic flow started to rage, and the vast number of Dragon Armor Stings that had been slaughtering on the sixth floor began to move!
On the sixth floor, Moyao and his group had been fighting all this time. At first, they thought breaking through to the seventh floor was just around the corner. Unexpectedly, the Dragon Armor Stings on the sixth floor were like they were on steroids, growing crazily during this period. Not only their numbers but also their levels were skyrocketing. Even with a constant stream of Arcanists coming up from below to bolster their ranks, they were still being suppressed. However, it did let them witness the terrifying power of the students from the Four Great Academies.
All around the age of 20, yet every one of them possessed the combat power of a level 50. Especially in terms of Arcane Truths, they left freelance Arcanists like them in the dust.
Their foundations and innate talent were just too good.
Among the 1000 Arcanists, most of the freelancers were over thirty, and their improvement curve had already started to decline. After fighting for so long, their performance was in a continuous downward spiral, not just because of insufficient supplementary resources, but also due to accumulated damage and worsening injuries. But Wuxu and his people were different. The more they fought, the braver they became, growing stronger and stronger. They had consumed enough resources and were just waiting for prolonged, intense battles to temper their bodies, digest those resources, and convert them into Arcane Truths and other techniques.
Over time, Moyao’s team, which had originally been the strongest, was surpassed by Wuxu’s team. Now, Moyao and his people were looking to them for leadership.
“If they didn’t have such strong command abilities and intelligence, I, Moyao, might not have submitted.”
But the result was clear: the Class S elites cultivated by the academies simply had a far superior cultural foundation and intellect than freelance Arcanists.
If not for Wuxu’s team taking the lead—observing, probing, judging, deciding, and guiding—the three hundred or so Arcanists still on the sixth floor would have long been surrounded, intercepted, and devoured by the swarms of Dragon Armor Stings.
Even so, the fight was incredibly difficult.
“There must be a BOSS on the seventh floor directing these Dragon Armor Sting swarms. And they’re a soul-devouring species. The seventh floor must be brewing up something big.”
“What’s with this damn dungeon? It’s so hard. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come in. Wasted an assessment period.”
Jack held a fencing sword. He looked small, but every time he was about to attack, he would unleash a ‘Metal Tide Sword Feather,’ making him the strongest AoE attacker here, second only to Moyao’s great swarm of poison bees.
He fought fiercely against the Dragon Armor Stings while speaking to Wuxu and the others, somewhat worried about the situation.
“If I’d known, I would have called that guy Tom.”
Carol Diel: “Tom the cat seems to be good with mechanical combinations, right? With him here, our team could indeed move freely through the Dragon Armor Sting swarms.”
“No, I wanted to drag him down to die with me.”
“…”
For a moment, Carol Diel couldn’t tell if that counted as love.
But just then, the swarm of Dragon Armor Stings that had been madly surrounding them suddenly turned around.
What was happening?
Wuxu pondered for a moment, then said, “The seventh floor is making its move! Quick, to the seventh floor! Stop them!”
They charged decisively towards the seventh floor. Meanwhile, a person appeared at the entrance to the seventh floor. He assessed the situation, preparing to detonate the charges when most of the Dragon Armor Stings were gathered in the earth veins and about to flow into the seventh floor.
The Dragon Armor Stings were gathering rapidly, converging upwards from the earth veins of floors one through six like a waterspout. Deep within the veins, Fu Chuan was waiting for the right moment and had not yet made her move.
She was waiting.
She was waiting to see if the hidden figure on the seventh floor possessed stronger remote control abilities than in the original dungeon—in other words, if they were prepared for the earth veins to be blocked. Back then, both she and that ‘kindred spirit’ had possessed the foresight to see the risks on the sixth floor and had escaped. After escaping, they were never once captured by the Dragon Armor Stings. In the original dungeon, the Dragon Armor Sting King could use the other stings to comprehensively monitor all players across the six floors. Therefore, this expert from the evil organization, who could command the King and orchestrate the seventh floor, must also possess such an ability. Since he hadn’t found any trace of the two of them, wouldn’t he suspect they might uncover the secrets of the earth veins and attempt to block them?
In that case, he would surely have a countermeasure.
So Fu Chuan had to wait for him to unleash his first wave, with her fellow transmigrator conveniently taking the brunt of it.
Fu Chuan concealed her tentacles even more carefully, not letting them loose.
If there were a God’s eye at this moment, it would see a shadow lurking deep within the earth veins like a steadfast rock, while the person at the entrance to the seventh floor was like a lone wolf. But above the seventh floor, an old man with a grim, deeply-lined face had murky eyes, looking as if he were on the verge of death. Yet, his eagle-talon-like hand moved a finger, tapping a section of the compass in his grasp, and his mouth made an explosive sound like an octopus.
“Boom!”
He seemed to be playing, but he was playing with human lives, with everything under his control. For instance, if one could infinitely magnify his murky left eye, it would prove that he was connected to some secret art, as a mysterious black undercurrent was coursing through the earth veins.
Fu Chuan’s tentacles were life-based and could persist indefinitely. They soon detected its presence and saw it… It had found the blasting equations.
Oh, so it was discovered after all.
Fu Chuan’s fingers twitched, but she didn’t act, because the time still wasn’t right.
One, two, three.
BOOM, a massive explosion.
Fu Chuan’s heart skipped a beat. Her feelings were complicated. She was worried this kindred spirit would die, plunging her back into loneliness, yet she also felt that even if they didn’t die, she would still be just as lonely, and might even gain an enemy.
She remained still, chanting inwardly: The wind rises in the wild mountains, a swan in the clouds spies the river. A lone angler on the water, having just seen a ripple, how can he rashly move his rod?
The next second, she felt intense elemental fluctuations from the area of the explosion on the sixth floor.
The lone wolf had already detected the undercurrent flowing along the walls when the explosion occurred. He recognized it as an earth vein undercurrent, which, once activated into a riot state, would have a dust-and-earth explosive effect.
When the explosion went off with a boom, he was in a state of partial evasion and full defense, but his defensive armor was still breached. After dodging away, he raised his hand, and a burst of lightning flashed.
What were his stats?
Under a full-power burst, an average of four million! This was already equivalent to a typical level 60 Arcanist, yet he himself was only level 39.
Two fully manifested gene sequences. The first sequence manifested as a compass-like spirit-gathering array core, and the second was a lightning seal. Both amplified damage. Clearly, this person followed a strong offensive path. The Enlightenment in his palm was an arcane staff… But the most terrifying thing, the thing that made the eyes of the expert on the seventh floor light up, was the appearance of an Orange-tier pet beside the lone wolf—a Two-winged Obsidian Flash Serpent. The moment it appeared in mid-air, a strong black electric arc pulsed within its orange glow. This black electricity overlapped with the golden electricity emitted from the enlightened staff in his palm—or more accurately, it fused.
The black electricity was dark lightning, as the Obsidian Flash Serpent was a dark-type. Its current was negative, while the golden electricity was positive.
The conflict was equivalent to a sympathetic explosion, multiplying the damage index several times over.
So when this fused, two-colored current shot out, the damage it unleashed was far more than an average of four million—it could instantly kill a level 60.
And this blast, fighting fire with fire, also destroyed the earth explosion spreading from the surrounding walls.
The expert on the seventh floor frowned, locking his attention directly onto this person and manipulating his compass…
At this time, all the earth vein undercurrents laid out on the sixth floor rapidly converged upwards… striking the lone wolf. Simultaneously, like a man working an abacus, he manipulated the grids on his compass with a series of clicks. As if controlling space itself, the space indeed changed. The space in each corridor shattered like fragments, blocking, squeezing, and sealing off the many experts rushing towards the seventh floor, quickly trapping them within a square space.
A trap!
Moyao and the others knew they were trapped and immediately began to assault one side.
Their attacks were strong enough; one spatial wall couldn’t hold them for long. But if they were delayed, the plot on the seventh floor would succeed, and the BOSS king that emerged would likely be something they couldn’t handle.
But by now, the Dragon Armor Stings, brimming with immense energy, had already clogged the main trunks of the earth veins. The expert on the seventh floor was attacking the lone wolf, trapping several hundred Arcanists, and controlling the stings to move towards the seventh floor all at the same time. Juggling three tasks at once—truly formidable.
And just as he was so distracted and the Dragon Armor Stings were about to rush to the seventh floor, he suddenly sneered, having detected some movement.
“I knew I’d find you! Kid!”
A certain clone hidden beneath the earth veins directly found the deeply concealed Fu Chuan. Before she could move some of her tentacles, this clone launched a surprise attack from behind.
Of course, he knew there were two hidden threats. The one playing with electricity was under his control up above. The other one he hadn’t found yet, so it must be hidden underground, just hidden too deeply.
“Hiding but not acting, just waiting for me to be distracted to take your chance? Heh! Go to hell!”
Boom! The soil on the side of the earth vein was blasted into a deep, compressed crater, and he saw his target killed in a single strike.
Killed!
After the kill, scattered pieces of plant matter were revealed, appearing to be vines.
A feint.
He had fallen for it!
Meanwhile, the real Fu Chuan had used a long-planted decoy to draw all of the enemy’s attention. Only then did she activate all her deeply buried tentacles, causing them to plunge directly into the metallic flow of the earth veins, ensnaring the Dragon Armor Stings before they could resist.
Fu Chuan’s fingers spread slightly.
“Vines open, flowers shine.”
Countless nodes on the vines sprouted blood-red flowers. The flowers spun, turning into small, star-sucking vortexes, and a large number of Dragon Armor Stings were directly pulled into them.
They were stuck fast, and the pistils of the flowers released the power of Forbidden Arcane.
She had been continuously consuming resources, having planned to cultivate the Thousand-Net Star-Sucking Vine from the very beginning. And with the enhancement of her tentacles and their fusion with Forbidden Arcane, Fu Chuan had cultivated the Thousand-Net Star-Sucking Vine into a Rakshasa Vine.
The Rakshasa Vine, one of the three great king vines among Orange-tier vines. Soul absorption, consumption, regeneration, Forbidden Arcane, and potent poison—these were its inherent abilities, and their effects far surpassed the Thousand-Net Star-Sucking Vine.
In truth, its ability categories were already fixed, all of them powerful attributes. The so-called cultivation wasn’t about adding new attributes, but about continuously raising the tier of these attributes. For example, with soul absorption, the Thousand-Net Star-Sucking Vine would normally need three seconds to drain a level 50 Dragon Armor Sting here, but the Rakshasa Vine needed only one second, and it could do so in a group. The prerequisite was that they had to be controlled within a small, crowded area to facilitate the vine’s absorption, and without a BOSS or controller directing them to resist. Otherwise, even the Rakshasa Vine couldn’t simultaneously capture Dragon Armor Stings that were scattered and moving freely, rather than being trapped in the narrow channels of the earth veins.
This was why Fu Chuan had waited until the one on the seventh floor was completely distracted before making her move.
Because the moment he reacted, the Dragon Armor Stings would scatter out of the earth vein network, escaping the range of her vine’s absorption.
However, Fu Chuan had only absorbed 30% when that person already noticed.
Boom!
The remaining 70% of the Dragon Armor Stings instantly went berserk, forcibly flew out of the earth veins, and collectively locked onto Fu Chuan’s position to launch their attacks.
So fast!
Fu Chuan was startled.
Even at 70%, that was still tens of thousands of them. Such immense power being launched at her… Unfortunately for them, Fu Chuan had already anticipated it. She withdrew all her tentacles, wrapped them around herself, changed her density, and directly merged into the depths of the earth veins, essentially phasing through them without obstruction… The Dragon Armor Stings couldn’t catch up at all. Meanwhile, the evil expert who had been simultaneously dealing with the lone wolf and Moyao’s group now suffered the consequences of his divided attention, because the lone wolf and the others had also locked onto him.
But!
Gritting his teeth, the man withdrew all his attacks, gathered his energy, and plunged directly into the earth to chase after Fu Chuan.
This person is the most troublesome! Must be killed!
This person’s speed was incredible, descending three hundred meters in a second, chasing Fu Chuan straight to what seemed like the very end of the earth veins!
Flowing down with him was the earth vein undercurrent.
A chase, a frantic chase!
The lone wolf, now free from the earth vein undercurrent, narrowed his eyes and glanced down into the ground. He, too, had sensed a kindred spirit, the oriole, being hunted. He had been abandoned by the man behind the scenes, who clearly considered his threat to be less than that of this other person.
In that case… he charged directly into the seventh floor. However, as he rushed in, he saw that Moyao and the others, who had been trapped, had also blasted through the spatial barrier, which was no longer being actively controlled.
His heart skipped a beat: He just completely abandoned them like that? This doesn’t seem like the mastermind’s style.
Could there be another move?
“Keep it up!”
“One last hit!”
Just as Wuxu and the others were about to launch their final assault to shatter the barrier, suddenly!
Someone formed a seal with their fingertips.
Countless fine, blood-colored streams, like strands of hair, connected to everyone else.
Everyone was shocked. Wuxu and the others reacted quickly, severing these hair-like streams at once, but the portion that had already entered their bodies still triggered a certain substance within them.
A potion.
The potions they had taken before contained a poison trigger.
These streams were the activating agent.
“Moyao!!”
Moyao smiled. “Oh, dear. Did I forget to mention that I, Moyao, was never actually a freelancer? I belong to an organization. Goodbye, brothers.”
He passed through the space without obstruction. As the people inside were overcome by the poison, Moyao took control of the space. The evil leader had already transferred the authority of the spatial compass to him.
A compass appeared in his palm as well.
With a series of clicks, he manipulated it. The poisoned crowd’s condition plummeted, and now they had to face a terrifying spatial slaughter.
They were done for!
A perverse, murderous glee appeared on Moyao’s face, his eyes filled with excitement. Just as he was about to transform the interior of the space into spatial thorns… a figure mysteriously appeared behind him.
The Orange-tier pet and the mysterious lightning controller had arrived.
The evil expert chased Fu Chuan down to the absolute depths of the earth veins, almost reaching the end of this region’s soil layer. Further down was the earth’s crust, which couldn’t be traversed so easily. Fu Chuan could certainly pass through it more easily than him, but unfortunately, he wouldn’t give her the chance.
The distance was closing rapidly!
500 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters!
Although the evil expert was chasing Fu Chuan, and it seemed like the person ahead was in a life-or-death crisis, in reality, the one whose heart was pounding in terror was him. He could feel the person in front undergoing some kind of drastic change. The 30% of the Dragon Armor Stings she had devoured represented an immense amount of energy, comparable to the combined explosive energy of ten level 70 Arcanists. To be swallowed in one gulp by this kid who looked to be only level 30 or 40… that vast power was being constantly consumed as she fled, and with that consumption, a part of her body seemed to be continuously restructuring itself.
Her life force fluctuated wildly. When it was strong, it startled even him; when it was weak, it was as if she were dead.
“This regenerative ability is too strong! This kid must be up to something big!”
“Fuck! Can’t delay any longer.”
He finally opened his hands, releasing his sequences. A triple sequence user.
Three layers of genetic techniques stacked, his body and pet merged. With a whoosh, his body suddenly mutated into a subterranean Kui Wolf. With a fierce lunge, his body released an Arcane Truth field—the Matter Conversion Field!
The soil automatically melted into a liquid…
This field consumed a lot of energy and mental power, but it was truly terrifying.
Whoosh, as if walking on flat ground, he instantly arrived behind Fu Chuan.
He swiped a claw viciously at her back!
Fu Chuan had been fleeing in a density-less state when she suddenly detected the change in matter… Splash!
She turned around in a world where soil had become water, the current rippling from her movement.
In the mysterious underwater world, she saw the terrifying wolf lunging at her. She could feel his immense power, with stats averaging over five million after merging with his pet and using other techniques. Especially his mental power… to be able to directly control a medium-complexity field like the Matter Conversion Field, his mental power was simply monstrous.
Ever since coming to this world, Fu Chuan had always suffered from the disadvantage of weak mental power. To this day, it seemed she still…
The evil expert only saw that in the rippling water, the ordinary-looking youth who turned around was covering their left eye with their left hand. Blood gushed from the eye socket like a spring. On their face, golden light patterns spread, like a terrifyingly beautiful purple orchid and a strange silver spiral pattern intersecting and faintly visible.
Then, just before being torn apart by the claw, she moved her hand away. Her left eye was a terrifying, bloody socket—the eyeball was already destroyed.
This is just asking for death.
But the next second, the evil expert felt his scalp tingle. Her left eye was gone, but in the palm of her raised left hand, there was shockingly a silver, vortex-like eye.
Did it spin?
It didn’t seem to, but a silver beam of light did indeed shoot out from its core.
This beam of light… it seemed familiar.
“The leader?” In the instant the evil expert was shocked and confused… the beam pierced through his body.
His body was unharmed, because this was not a physical attack, nor an arcane elemental attack, but a mental attack—one that severed mental power.
Mental Eye get!
Pupil Technique: Advanced X-ray Insight, Full Vision of the Mental World, Probability God Slash (30% chance to sever 30-100% of the enemy’s mental power. If a critical hit occurs, the probability increases to up to 99%).
Originally, this person’s mental power was too strong, and his level far surpassed Fu Chuan’s. Logically, Fu Chuan should have had at most a 30% chance to sever 30% of his mental power—that was the ideal scenario. But the problem was, Fu Chuan had devoured those Dragon Armor Stings to borrow their energy for high-frequency regeneration of her body (the eyeball). However, perhaps because she was being hunted, her mind was under extreme pressure, which accelerated the refining process. This caused the Mental Eye Fragment to be ‘squeezed dry’ by Fu Chuan’s triple-pronged method under extreme stress. The most important genetic information was actually extracted from the gene fragment, and so… the pupil mutated.
Even if it was just the left eye, it was enough. Didn’t you see that even the Demon Orchid pupil was stimulated and flashed for a second?
But there was still 15% of the Dragon Armor Stings’ power remaining, which was still an enormous force. Fu Chuan drew a portion of it for her left hand… to enlighten the strange eye. It fused with her gun, which was equivalent to instantly casting Probability God Slash under high energy.