Chapter 1003: Chapter 288: Resonance_2
The airwaves generated by his every move roared like thunder.
A layer of plasma armor silently appeared on Chen Ming’s body.
It continuously annihilated the air, eliminating the impact of resistance on Chen Ming’s movements.
The reactive force of the plasma reaction underfoot accelerated Chen Ming once more.
After once again collapsing the structural layer of the Power Supply Tower, he appeared like lightning before Thousand Faces.
Meanwhile, Thousand Faces was still engaged in futile struggles, activating Voidification Spiritual Energy, solid ice formed a shield wall in front of him.
However, the ice that could previously withstand at least one punch from Chen Ming was instantly destroyed.
Only Thousand Faces, who was in a voidification state, realizing that his abilities were completely incapable of harming An Wuping, attempted to transform into Black Mist to evade further pursuit.
But his newly formed Black Mist was immediately blocked by the intensely focused light of the plasma and the turbulent Spiritual Energy Fluctuation emanating from Chen Ming.
He was unable to break free from Chen Ming’s lock-on, and as his Spiritual Power was exhausted exiting the voidification state,
would mark the end for Thousand Faces.
While in the voidification state, Thousand Faces stood face to face with Chen Ming, not attempting any futile escape actions, knowing any move would be interrupted by Chen Ming.
This allowed Chen Ming to clearly see the complex emotions displayed on Thousand Faces’ face.
These emotions not only represented hostility and hatred towards his enemy but seemed to have a hint of unexpected relaxation at this moment.
Chen Ming slightly furrowed his brows, saying nothing more.
Simply silently feeling the rapid weakening of the Spiritual Energy Fluctuation and Spiritual Power emanating from Thousand Faces.
After all, Thousand Faces was Thousand Faces, his codename largely determined that expressions were mainly for viewing, first priority was to eliminate him.
As Thousand Faces’ Spiritual Power finally approached exhaustion.
Chen Ming raised his fist, shimmering with plasma, and leaned slightly to accumulate power to the extreme.
But just before Thousand Faces ended the voidification state and was about to receive the punch,
An echo from deep underground, causing a sinking sensation invaded Chen Ming’s ears.
This was the power of the Hosts.
Moreover, this wasn’t a subtle means of altering consciousness like before, but an aggressively potent one.
Instinctively causing Chen Ming, who was dependent on An Wuping’s corporeal form, to shiver slightly, the readiness stance momentarily halted.
Simultaneously, he felt his body suddenly undergoing vibrations, with different cells seemingly harming each other.
Not the result of the Host’s echo, but a new Spiritual Energy Fluctuation.
Another Psychic originally situated deep underground, Zuo Jing, had joined the battle.
Thousand Faces, too, seemed to suddenly become aware, seizing the fleeting opportunity to escape from Chen Ming’s side, no longer waiting for death.
Chen Ming no longer focused on the essentially defeated Thousand Faces, turning his gaze toward the underground.
A cloaked figure had appeared there unknown when.
He wasn’t the cloaked one Chen Ming had seen before, the previous one was a Host.
But this one...
The last shred of Thousand Faces’ remaining Spiritual Power manifested as Black Mist, barely appearing by the newcomer Psychic’s side.
When he was about to collapse, barely being supported, he couldn’t help but say: "Zhen, how come..."
The Psychic called Zhen by Thousand Faces shook his head and said: "Below, they don’t need me anymore, blocking the enemy is more important right now."
Looking at the floating pitch-black creature, he emphasized again: "We must stop him."
Saying so, he raised his right hand, causing the cloak he wore to billow.
At this moment, both Chen Ming and Thousand Faces realized for the first time, beneath the cloak was not a normal human arm, but a fleshy tentacle.
Fear, confusion, and relief flashed across Thousand Faces’ eyes momentarily.
He bowed his head, closing his eyes.
The fleshy tentacle further rested upon Thousand Faces’ shoulder, seemingly intending to do something.
Whatever this tentacle intended, if it was something the enemy wished to accomplish, Chen Ming would not allow it to succeed.
Chen Ming’s plasma armor flickered, sketching a straight line of color in the air, rushing toward Thousand Faces and Zhen.
Yet just as Chen Ming halved the distance between him and Thousand Faces, Zhen raised his left hand toward him.
Zhen’s left hand was still a normal human arm, only to see his Spiritual Energy Fluctuation oscillating violently in front of him.
The air before Chen Ming... not just the air, all particles existing before him underwent vibrations intense enough to produce a terrifying high-temperature barrier.
The particles here were vibrating frantically, making it difficult for Chen Ming to see what was happening below.
Although the temperature compared to Hu Yi’s previously created Prison of Entropy could only be considered akin to a matchstick.
As Chen Ming rushed into this continuously accelerating isolation layer of particles, using plasma to annihilate the particles,
he discovered his body was also vibrating, with all cells and particles undergoing micro-level vibrations.
These vibrations continually caused internal injuries, bringing Chen Ming’s body quickly approaching a state of collapse.
This was Zhen’s Spiritual Energy effect.
As Zhen’s one hand hindered Chen Ming’s actions, the other tentacle hand had already torn open the skin and tissue on the back of Thousand Faces’ neck.
