Chapter 1019: Chapter 292: Power of Dimensions (2)
The brain said no more and rapidly approached the isolated island.
Due to its advantage in distance, the massive floating brain was already in front of the island in the blink of an eye.
In front of the brain, a rift as deep and tooth-filled as an abyss opened up once again, looking as if it wanted to swallow the island whole.
At this moment, Chen Ming could feel his Spiritual Power about to clash with the host’s Spiritual Power.
After all, the island and the brain were merely external manifestations of the Psychic’s Spiritual Energy in the Consciousness Space.
All the seemingly physical confrontation methods were purely representations of Spiritual Power.
The true confrontation was between the fundamental Spiritual Power of Chen Ming and the host.
Before both sides fully engaged, one person still had the chance to withdraw by abandoning a large portion of Spiritual Power.
And when the existence of the two Consciousness Spaces made contact, and the Spiritual Power of the two Psychics completely locked, only one person could leave alive.
Without hesitation, Chen Ming concentrated his Spiritual Power to a high degree. The iron jungle under his control moved like a living thing.
A vast array of iron thorns grew wildly in the position where the brain’s maw was about to bite down.
The answer to who would live or die was clear to him.
At the moment when the two giants collided.
The brain bit down, and as the sharp sound of the tearing and twisting of metal rang out,
inside the gaping maw of the brain, there was also the sight of blood gushing.
Moreover, the numerous intestinal star rings surrounding the brain were torn apart by these iron thorns, severed and spraying blood.
A missile soared into the sky, tracing an arc in the air, precisely hitting the brain.
This was not a real missile.
But an attack on the Spiritual Power level within the Consciousness Space, constructed by the Ship Spirit using its Spiritual Power combined with part of Chen Ming’s Spiritual Power, aimed at the host.
The external form in the Consciousness Space simply transformed this attack into a shape that was the most subjectively effective and acceptable for Chen Ming.
And as the first missile ascended, more and more missiles appeared in Chen Ming’s Consciousness Space, roaring toward the brain.
The Ship Spirit also began to create increasingly complex and diverse weapons, using more sophisticated and efficient methods of Spiritual Power attack.
Under the transformation by the Ship Spirit, the isolated island even became a fortress of firepower, resisting the external aberrant creature.
Even while simultaneously enduring attacks from both Chen Ming and the Ship Spirit, the host continued to control the brain, trying to devour Chen Ming’s island.
But he soon discovered that the damage he inflicted on the island by tearing off the iron was nothing compared to the harm the island inflicted back on him.
Even though his size suggested his quantity of Spiritual Power might exceed Chen Ming’s.
But the quality of Chen Ming’s Spiritual Power was several times higher than his.
With such an exchange ratio in Spiritual Power, continuing like this would lead to the same outcome as his fate outside.
Moreover.
At this time, the Insect Queen’s massive Biological Spaceship finally arrived near Chen Ming’s island.
A barrage of plasma acid cannons, countless biological missiles, biological fighters, and innumerable insect eggs were all instantly unleashed by the Insect Queen onto the host’s brain.
The power from the Insect Queen bombarded the brain clinging to the edge of the island, shattering piece after piece of flesh.
Many parasites followed other flying insects into the surface cracks of the brain, continually damaging its structure.
Though appearing to parasitize, the parasites were actually the Insect Queen injecting Spiritual Power into the host’s Spiritual Power, disrupting his control over it.
Since earlier, the host had been unable to gain an advantage over Chen Ming.
With the Insect Queen joining the battle, even more so, her arrival was the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
The host’s brain had already begun its decline.
This indicated that his Spiritual Power was depleting, nearing the point of death, just like his real-world self.
The single eye at the center of the host’s brain was filled with increasing madness.
If he were to die, he would not die alone.
The crazy and resentful gaze fell upon Chen Ming, standing atop the peak of the spaceship wreckage.
All the exposed flesh on the massive brain suddenly began to contract, and those intestinal star rings retracted entirely into the brain.
The host’s Spiritual Power shifted fully into defense, yet a familiar force of dimensional infection known to Chen Ming filled every part of the brain.
The host’s Spiritual Power continued to decline.
But just before this Spiritual Power completely depleted, a fissure suddenly tore open from the front to the back of the massive brain’s center.
And behind this rift was neither an eyeball, a maw, nor flesh.
It was the dark abyss with specks of crimson starlight that Chen Ming had once seen before.
That was another dimension.
Chen Ming had no way to resist the force of the dimension; the endless suction from the rift began to drag his consciousness toward the abyss.
"Die... with me..."
This was the last sentence Chen Ming heard before being dragged into the abyss.
His consciousness was frantically torn and pulled during the abyssal descent.
Horrific scars appeared on his consciousness body,
and he struggled desperately, using his Spiritual Power as an anchor, taking root along the way as he was swallowed by the abyss.
