In the distance, Wu Yuan also faced off against Gus.
Staring at the giant eyeball, Wu Yuan conjured colossal hundred-meter blades and swords of every kind around him. Each weapon bore exquisite engravings and carried a variety of elemental attacks.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Ten blades shot toward Gus.
Yet the moment they neared the distant eyeball, the weapons vanished on their own, not even forcing a single tentacle to twitch.
'Normal attacks can't even scratch it,' Wu Yuan thought, brows knit tightly.
"Your ability is rather interesting—Mental Power mutated to manifest in reality—but no matter how it changes, it's still Mental Power, and against me it's a joke."
At that, an utterly emotionless voice echoed in Wu Yuan's mind.
Across from him, Gus watched quietly, as though waiting for his next performance.
Wu Yuan wasn't angered by the words; instead, with grave seriousness he raised one hand toward Gus. "You're right—powerful Mental Power can indeed unravel my moves, but it's still too arrogant to declare victory so soon!"
Buzz! A tiny black dot appeared in his palm. The dot rapidly swelled to fist-size, warping the surrounding space and plunging the area into darkness.
'Fabricating this thing requires understanding its principles—such a pain every time, but I have no choice against you!' Wu Yuan pushed with one hand and flung the miniature black hole at Gus.
He'd avoided using it partly because it consumed too much Mental Power; his full strength was needed to sustain the black hole.
As it flew toward Gus, the black hole kept expanding, its gravity doubling every moment.
Before it even reached him, Gus's body was yanked helplessly toward the singularity.
Soon the black hole grew to three meters across. When it came within ten meters of Gus, the surrounding Mental Power field was shredded, and the nearby tentacles began thrashing in an attempt to flee.
Under Wu Yuan's gaze, Gus's body was stretched into long, noodle-like strands and spiraled into the black hole.
Bang! The instant Gus was fully swallowed, Wu Yuan dismissed the black hole; it dissolved into motes of light and vanished.
'Whew, that cost a lot—but an instant kill lets me go help the others.' Wu Yuan felt his back soaked with sweat, beads forming on his forehead.
He turned to assist Zhang Zheng and the others, but out of the corner of his eye he spotted a huge eyeball approaching.
The sight froze him. He spun around in disbelief at the approaching Gus. "How is this possible?!"
The mental signature he sensed was exactly the same as before.
"Human, your experience is far too limited; in the universe, nothing is impossible," Gus's icy voice replied.
At the same time, more copies of Gus appeared around him, each with an identical aura—every one at Level Six. There were seven in total.
"Illusions! They have to be illusions!" Wu Yuan's expression darkened. Flames erupted around him to block what he believed were fakes, but each Gus carried a Mental Power field that snuffed the fire out.
"Damn it!!!" Wu Yuan thrust both hands out, forming another black hole.
Buzz!
The black hole hovered above his head, releasing terrifying gravity that began pulling the seven approaching Guses in.
The world around him cleared for a moment; Wu Yuan quickly dismissed the black hole, pale-faced as he surveyed the area.
"How many more times can you use that black hole?"
The familiar voice echoed in his mind again, and the giant eyeball that was Gus reappeared around him.
This time fourteen of them showed up, surrounding him completely.
Wu Yuan didn't attack at once; instead, his Mental Power surged wildly through the surroundings. 'Have I been dragged into a mental space?!'
But no matter how he probed, he could detect nothing wrong with the world around him.
"Crap!" With an ugly expression, Wu Yuan squeezed out the last of his nearly depleted Mental Power and released another black hole.
Only this move could inflict any damage.
By now he wanted to flee, but the entire area was sealed by Mental Power; none of his escape methods worked.
The black hole appeared again, wiping out the surrounding Guses.
Yet the next instant, twenty-eight Guses appeared and advanced on him.
Wu Yuan's Mental Power was now completely exhausted. Watching them approach, he could only smile helplessly. "I never thought my end would be so hasty…"
The self-proclaimed top genius of Blue Planet had fallen just like that.
As for surrendering—though his personality was somewhat hesitant, he was no coward who clung to life at any cost.
The twenty-eight Guses closed in; their combined Mental Power stirred the void and obliterated Wu Yuan's consciousness.
Buzz! With Wu Yuan's death,
out in the real world, Gus's tentacles were wrapped around Wu Yuan's lifeless body.
"Human, you were still too green. The Nightmare Authority is not something you could see through!" Gus's voice reverberated through the space.
Its huge eyeball gazed quietly at Wu Yuan's corpse.
The instant their battle began, it had dragged Wu Yuan into a nightmare; once inside, he could detect nothing amiss.
Within that dream, escape was impossible—he could only exhaust his Mental Power until, utterly spent, he was slain.
Meanwhile, far away,
Li Hongping and Zhang Zheng were dashing at full speed toward Gold.
After witnessing the strength of Bocchi and Gold, the pride in their hearts had been utterly shattered.
Zhang Zheng glared at Gold and roared, "Mountain-Shattering Form: Avalanche!"
Dense red Qi wrapped his hand, so concentrated it became solid crimson.
Beside him, Li Hongping's white Qi formed a unicorn's head around his body.
"Kill!" With no named technique, he simply shouted, and the unicorn head shot forward.
Watching the two charge, Gold's muscles began to swell. From the moment it appeared until now, it had never used its full strength—whether against Bai Wenliang and Liu Zhiyuan, or against Zhang Zheng and Li Hongping, the treatment was the same.
Bang! The next second, Gold, which had been standing still, exploded toward them.
Boom! Boom!
Two thunderous blasts rang out; the white unicorn and Zhang Zheng's fist exploded on the spot, the residual force blowing Zhang Zheng's entire arm apart.
Gold's sudden eruption made both men widen their eyes in terror, Zhang Zheng shouting in horror, "No!!!"
Boom, boom, boom!
Unheeding, Gold unleashed hundreds of full-power punches on their bodies at extreme speed.
In an instant, the two were blown apart, their flesh reduced to ash by the rapid blows.
Gold at full strength had instantly slain two veteran Level Six fighters!
Zhang Zheng died without understanding why—moments earlier he could hold Gold off for a few seconds, yet the instant Li Hongping arrived they were obliterated.