Chapter 2360 The True Kill (2)
Yang Xinxin softly read out the command, and the Fallen Puppet immediately released the bowstring.
The "meme arrow" flew away without a sound or energy fluctuation; it seemed not to exist in this dimension, directly traversing the barriers of space and matter.
The mad owl subconsciously condensed a large amount of black ink, which was a spatial energy that eroded dimensions.
In principle, 99% of attacks using alien energy cannot escape the "energy" itself. Even if the attack method cannot be guessed, it can be defended against by neutralizing the energy.
It's like no matter if the opponent uses bows and arrows, spears, or machine guns, as long as a thick fortress is built, it can block the opponent's attack.
However, it couldn't stop the poison gas.
Causality is a rule, not the energy body itself.
Therefore, the meme arrow passed straight through the Mad Owl's black spatial energy shield wall.
It blended into the black ink the instant it touched it.
Mad Owl's mental will faltered slightly.
I didn't feel any pain from the ink clone being attacked; it was as if a gentle breeze was blowing.
That's it?
But the next moment, he finally realized something was wrong!
“This is… No!!”
A panicked scream erupted from the depths of the ink.
Madman felt a cold, absolutely obedient "command" being forcibly written into his consciousness, rewriting his very essence.
His mind began to stiffen, and he was being stripped of control over his body, as if countless invisible threads were wrapping around him, trying to turn him into a puppet to be controlled!
This kind of control, which originates from the conceptual level, terrifies him more than direct harm!
"Don't even think about it!!!"
Before completely losing himself, the mad owl let out a desperate roar and used his last resort ability—"Causal Separation!"
Once again, at the cost of sacrificing part of his own "existence," he forcibly severed the causal link of the "meme virus" that was in effect!
"puff--!"
As if a piece of his soul had been forcibly torn off, the ink that the mad owl had transformed into churned violently, then suddenly contracted, transforming back into human form.
But this time, he knelt down on one knee in mid-air, coughing up black blood. His breath was extremely weak, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with the terror of surviving a disaster and boundless resentment!
He glared at Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin, especially at the seemingly harmless girl, and for the first time felt a chill that he might die.
Those with rule-based abilities are his greatest nemesis.
Moreover, the other party's ability is of the "control" type, which is also the type of ability that he, with his irregular physique, hates the most.
"It works!" King Arthur gripped the holy sword tightly, a blush rising on his pale face with excitement. "This kind of attack based on causality, even if the body can split apart, will still affect the original body! He can't withstand it!"
Benjamin Morgan rubbed his fingers together as usual, a gold coin bouncing between them. He grinned, "I knew it! With most of Earth's elite forces gathered, as long as we find the right method, there's no nut to crack! We're guaranteed to win this time!"
Even the usually composed Odin showed a hint of relief in his single eye.
The continuous high-intensity combat, coupled with the immense pressure of facing such an almost incomprehensible and bizarre ability, created an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Zhang Yi did not relax at all; instead, his gaze became even sharper as he locked onto the ink that was constantly twisting and trying to break free from meme contamination.
He knew better than anyone else that a knight-level being with an ability index of 50,000 points, especially a monster corrupted by the [Sin of Wrath] Samael and struggling to survive in the hellish Dark Sun Forest for 500 years, would not only have the tricks he had up his sleeve.
A dying beast is the most dangerous.
Yang Xinxin frowned slightly, feeling quite regretful that she hadn't been able to subdue her opponent in one strike.
Otherwise, she would have an extra knight-level puppet.
However, this is also reasonable.
Any being of Knight rank is a monster! Especially the Lunarians, who have developed ways to protect themselves throughout their long lives.
The tyrant fears nothing more than attacks based on causality, so naturally he has ways to deal with them.
"If possible, I'd like to come a few more times."
Yang Xinxin raised her hand, and the arrows of the Fallen Puppet turned a ghostly blue.
Beyond causality, she also possesses pure offensive power.
Yang Xinxin, with an ability index of 38000, is a true monster recognized by two great knights of the Ihen Clan.
She could easily break through the superpower index that others dreamed of improving.
"Lord Chaos, let's do it again!"
A chaotic storm of shadows was gathering in Saladin's palm; he was ready to join forces with Zhang Yi at any moment.
"it is good."
Zhang Yi answered without the slightest hesitation.
But his gaze remained serious. Even a madman, a knight-level guy, was not so easy to kill.
Sure enough, the beast sensed danger, and its aura became even more terrifying.
"It's been many years, and this is the first time I've felt this way. Have the visitors from Earth grown to this extent?"
"Hehe, it's a pity that today, you will all have to stay here and become nourishment for the Demon God!"
The mad owl, holding a giant sword, couldn't help but clutch his chest and cough violently.
The forced separation of his existence into two separate entities caused him severe trauma.
"Ha...ha...you forced me into this...since that's the case...then let's...fall into eternal madness together!"
The mad owl's mental roars were intermittent, yet they carried a chillingly insane determination.
The ink blob, tormented by the meme virus, suddenly shrank inward, no longer trying to reassemble into a human shape, but instead bursting apart!
But this time, what burst forth was not ink, but a dense, almost tangible, dark spiritual fluctuation!
This wave instantly swept across the entire battlefield, even ignoring all the material defenses of the universe, and directly affecting everyone's mental consciousness!
"Ugh!"
"what?!"
"My head...it hurts so much!"
Apart from Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin, almost everyone else experienced violent swaying and freezing the moment they were swept by this dark mental fluctuation.
The determination in King Arthur's eyes was replaced by confusion and violence. He swung Excalibur violently, but the golden sword energy was not aimed at the remnants of the mad owl. Instead, it swept across Odin beside him!
Odin also let out a low roar, his single eye turning crimson, and lightning erupted uncontrollably, colliding fiercely with the sword energy!
Benjamin Morgan watched in horror as the gold dollars pouring from his hand transformed into writhing venomous snakes that devoured him.
The silver centaur that the Lonely City had transformed into let out a painful neigh, its four hooves pounding wildly; the black dragon that Dao Lan had transformed into spewed out indiscriminate dragon breath, setting a large area of Skull Mountain ablaze.
Chaos! Utter chaos!
