Chapter 390: The Medicinal Catalyst
"It's you?!"
In the torn colorful world, a huge pitch-black figure reached out, trying to grab the blown-away Mercenary Tao, but was blocked by a burst of white light. He could only watch helplessly as Mercenary Tao disappeared.
[Tang Sanzang]'s ears twitched. Amidst that soul scream, he heard a questioning voice.
"Why are you stopping me..."
Then, amidst the violently trembling and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations in the Spirit World, Tang Sanzang dared not stay. Stepping on the void directly, he fled away from the desert.
He knew very well that he was not a match for Mob who had completely blackened and entered the [???] state. The World Main Storyline issued by the Space had clearly shown the opponent's status.
That was a monster requiring the combined strength of all Reincarnators normally entering this world to have a chance to eliminate. And now, among the three strongest Title Level Reincarnators known to him who entered this world...
[Sage] had obviously been defeated in a series of conflicts, losing part of his own power.
[Treant] was hiding somewhere plotting his own things.
Relying on himself alone, the previous crushing defeat would be the outcome.
But...
Out of the corner of his eye, Tang Sanzang saw the [Spirit World Evil Lord] questioning someone, and that power in the Spirit World preventing [???] from grabbing Mercenary Tao.
All these made Tang Sanzang's imagination run wild.
"This world hides deep secrets."
He no longer obsessed with killing plot characters like [Charanko]. Taking a look at the place emitting white light in the desert from the air, Tang Sanzang turned and flew towards the nearby Z-City.
The [Relic of God] had obviously been obtained by someone in advance. Whether it was the revival of God in the original work or some Reincarnator's tampering, at least from Charanko's state, it could be known that the other party could already initially master the power of God.
After knowing this world hid bigger secrets, he abandoned the idea of fighting for the Relic of God now and fled quickly.
During the flight, Tang Sanzang quickly knew his premonition was not wrong.
The atmosphere in the sky was suddenly pierced by a emerald green light. A figure fell directly from above the atmosphere. Psychokinesis tore through the clouds, crashing into the desert轟然, stirring up giant waves of yellow sand tens of meters high.
Tang Sanzang's breath stagnated. He immediately used the precious gourd to suck himself in again, completely hiding his aura.
"Hand over... that guy who dared to lay a hand on my sister..."
The woman's voice, which should have been high-pitched, seemed incomparably low due to the gloomy tone. But that voice, accompanied by rolling sound waves, echoed constantly in the desert.
The torn entrance between the Spirit World and reality also became difficult to shrink. Tornado in fury didn't want to hear any explanation. Even [Bang] on the other side, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was ignored by her.
Clasping her hands straight, relying on psychokinesis, she propped open the entrance to the Spirit World.
She wanted to enter the Spirit World directly to find that familiar aura that flashed by just now.
Inside Z-City, terrified screams had not yet dissipated. Treant waved his hand; the sand inside the house was evacuated instantly.
Several Reincarnators guarding below were also cursing while clearing the sand on the first floor. They had squatted here for several days and didn't plan to leave soon.
Treant's skin showed a weird pale color at this time. The emerald green blood flowing in his vessels seemed incomparably distinct, perhaps because he just used the power of his bloodline.
He sat back on the sofa, nodded to the long-haired man standing in the room, then asked in doubt:
"Your Majesty, the time hasn't come yet. Why did you..."
The man turned his head. His face was blurred, impossible to see clearly, as if mosaic-ed, or as if one suddenly got severe myopia upon seeing him, making it impossible to see his specific appearance clearly.
Treant was used to this appearance of His Majesty.
He actually had many questions but only dared to ask a limited few.
[Fate Eternal] shook his head, a smile in his voice.
"You don't need to be so restrained. You want to ask if my action at the Relic of God failed?"
Treant dared not reply.
Although His Majesty Fate Eternal always appeared very easy to communicate with, his spiritual perception was good. Just approaching this Majesty made him feel uneasy, hair standing on end. This Majesty was definitely not an easy-going Supreme Powerhouse.
"I gave up."
He turned to look out the window. The scenery in the desert seemed to be within his vision.
"Let that lucky fox have that power of God. After all... the [Project Black King] is more critical. If Mob got Mercenary Tao at this time, the subsequent plan would be exposed."
His smile was natural, without much pity for losing that power of God.
Treant obviously also knew something about the so-called [Project Black King].
More accurately, basically, all Third Ladder assemblies had a certain understanding of the organization [Black King Society].
The cruelty of the [Black King Society] towards Reincarnators, as well as the origins and strength of those members, circulated as important intelligence among various assemblies.
Reincarnators always pursued powerful strength. Although the Black King Society itself was an 'anti-Reincarnator' existence, because of its strength, this power named [Black King] also became the pursuit target of those top teams and assemblies.
One of the reasons he joined under His Majesty Fate Eternal was to participate in the [Project Black King], research that [Solomon], the leader of the [Far East Magic Association], bluntly said he wouldn't do.
"Your Majesty, isn't our goal to stimulate Mob to blacken and become the new [Black King] by utilizing the experience of deaths of close people one by one?"
The long-haired man suddenly chuckled.
"Who told you our goal is Mob?"
"Su Mu (Treant), ah Su Mu, your purity is still a bit lacking. That Mercenary Tao denied the possibility of [Mob] immediately."
Treant frowned. It's actually not Mob?!
All actions he cooperated with previously basically revolved around Mob. Plus, the current Mob had been identified by the Space as [Spirit World Evil Lord], possessing 'trans-dimensional characteristics.' In his view, he almost possessed the potential conditions to become a Black King.
But His Majesty actually said the target wasn't him?
Knock, knock.
At this moment, a knock on the door sounded, and a female voice rang out.
"My Lord, the two Divine Messengers you sent to kill Reigen Arataka seem to have run into trouble..."
"They caused chaos and massacre in B-City and A-City. Now it has been reported on a large scale."
Hearing this, Treant's first reaction was that those two failed the mission. Because they didn't kill Reigen Arataka and feared his punishment, they chose to break away from the team to farm other mission rewards to make up for the loss, preparing to betray him and face his pursuit after this world.
But Fate Eternal clapped his hands.
"See, Su Mu? That guy Mercenary Tao's thinking is similar to mine."
"Precisely because Mob inherently has the opportunity to blacken, such a target, in many world lines, always inevitably has various possibilities of blackening."
"But what the [Black King] needs is far more than those..."
"I let Sage obtain that form of immortality in this world, originally intending to leave it as a medicinal catalyst for Saitama. Unexpectedly, Mercenary Tao snatched Sage away, and now he is making new medicinal catalysts himself. Interesting..."
"It seems letting Mercenary Tao take the medicinal catalyst [Sage] is also a not bad ending. That future... is really interesting."
Treant listened to His Majesty's laughter, feeling uncomfortable all over.
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