Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 237 You Can Never Reach the Reality of Death
The worm of time crawled out from Chen Xingzhi's shadow little by little, symbolizing that the power of circulation officially intervened in this space on the verge of collapse.

The hideous and terrifying demonic shadow gradually swallowed him whole. Now he had completely lost his human appearance and had completely turned into the appearance of a time worm.

This creature from the terrifying dimension of the outside world has a structure that does not conform to the laws of natural evolution. Its dense black scales constantly drag the light rays, pulling them into its own strange cycle. The dragon-like head is inlaid with nine scarlet compound eyes, projecting a huge and astonishing malice.

Under these gazes, even Zeke, an old modern blue flag, felt a slight chill, and he dared not look directly into these nine eyes.

On the body of the Time Worm, countless limbs extended outwards like shadows, with the ends sinking into the void, like pulling the strings of a puppet, manipulating the spatial structure of the area.

The space that was originally shaky and about to fall into the Sea of ​​Origin stopped the process of collapse, and the torn fragments were pulled back by the limbs and stitched back to their original positions.

“To me, space is nothing more than clay in my hands, which I can shape as I like.”

He had already been exposed to the space domain and the magical power of the universe when he was in the third level. Now that he has entered the fifth level, he is even more adept at this aspect.

The spatial collapse has subsided, the fluctuations have been smoothed out, and the cracks have been filled, indicating that the killer weapon prepared by Zeke has lost its effectiveness.

Zeke was no longer as calm and composed as before. A trace of panic crept up his cheeks, but he quickly suppressed it.

As the current helmsman of the Modern Consortium, he possessed extraordinary determination and adaptability. It took him only a moment to get his mind right. He spoke in a calm tone with a hint of arrogance that only elites can have:
"I apologize for my contempt, Mr. Xuanjun. You are indeed very different from the other trash from the sea."

He took off his hat, bowed and apologized, and like a true gentleman, he extended his hand to Chen Xingzhi and invited him:
"On behalf of the Modern Consortium, I would like to invite you to join. As long as you agree, you will obtain part of the shares held by the shareholder who just died and become a member of the consortium's board of directors. The consortium will provide you with all-round convenience for your actions in this world."

After saying this, he held his hands in the air, smiling, waiting for Chen Xingzhi's reply.

Chen Xingzhi stared into his eyes and sneered, "Why do you think I will accept your invitation and join your corrupt and lifeless forces?"

"I still say the same thing. I never care about what an ant thinks, even if it is a stronger ant."

If he hadn't wanted to use the Modern Consortium as a catfish to stir up this stagnant water, this corrupt force would have been destroyed countless times already.

Hearing this unhesitating rejection, Zeke's outstretched right hand froze in the air, and his smile gradually faded.

"Do you really think that space collapse is the consortium's last resort? Do you really think that you alone, together with the two ignorant witches you kidnapped, can fight against a consortium that has stood at the top of the world for hundreds of years?"

He narrowed his eyes and no longer concealed his inherent arrogance and contempt for other classes.

"You are now fighting against a consortium, hundreds of departments, and a union of tens of millions of people. It is a system that has been rooted in this world for many years!"

Now, he revealed his true self, looking at Chen Xingzhi with naked contempt in his eyes.

This contempt made Chen Xingzhi suspect that he had been put under a black magic, commonly known as lowering his intelligence, or he might have been hit by some means that could reveal his true nature.

When it came to the question of who did it, Chen Xingzhi's first suspects were the elves he had never met before.

Even though he had provoked most of the forces in the world, the elves were the only ones who had not had a head-on conflict with him.

Only the elves have the ability to influence the heads of the world's leading consortiums silently.

As for why they did this, Chen Xingzhi was not sure for the time being, but he had to get rid of this man named Zeke.

"Don't always think of yourself as being so powerful. In front of the world, you are just a group of ants. Outside the world, there is the Sea of ​​Origin."

He didn't care about Zeke's threat, but asked, "Does your consortium have enough reserves for heirs?"

"What do you mean?" Zeke frowned. He instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

"What I mean is, if I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening." What riddle are you talking about?
Zeke didn't understand the implication of his words and was about to speak when he suddenly heard some strange rustling noises.

Chen Xingzhi in front of him did not make any sound. He looked around and did not find anything unusual.

'Wait, my vision is still connected to the communication system, which means that the sound may not be coming from there, but from next to me!'

Zeke was instantly alert and disconnected from the communication device. As soon as he turned around, he was frightened by what he saw and fell to the ground.

In front of him, a twisted dragon-like shadow with countless limbs was crawling. Its tail was connected to the dark corner of the room, and on its head, nine scarlet eyes were staring at him.

There were six mummies lying around this shadow. They used to be his personal guards, but now they all died with their eyes open and looked emaciated, as if they had suffered some horrific treatment.

'Something took away their time.'

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zeke could no longer maintain his apparent calm. He watched in horror as the shadow in front of him gradually approached and then retreated.

He realized at first glance that the shadow was none other than Xuan Jun, who had just been talking to him. But what puzzled him was how Xuan Jun found this hidden underground base.

"Like I said, your confidentiality measures are useless in front of me."

A hoarse voice echoed in the room, and Chen Xingzhi moved his limbs, crawled in front of Zeke, and raised his sickle-like appendage.

"You will never reach the reality of death."

As the sickle swung down, Zeke closed his eyes in fear, but after a while, he didn't notice any movement and only heard the strong beating of his own heart.

He opened his eyes slightly and found that Xuanjun, who was just in front of him, had disappeared along with the dried corpse on the ground. In front of him, there was only an empty room.

"This is how the same thing?"

He stood up carefully and headed outside.

Just as he was about to touch the door handle, his foot suddenly slipped and he fell backwards.

With a dull thud, the back of his head hit the sharp corner of the table hard, and blood gushed out, flowing all over the floor.

"What's going on? I'm a superhuman, I shouldn't be so fragile."

Zeke had one last thought, and his consciousness fell into chaos as his blood drained away.

he died.

After an unknown amount of time, Zeke broke free from the chaos of death, gasping for breath, with the feeling of death still lingering in his mind.

"I'm dead, right? What's going on?"

He sat there blankly for a while, then stood up and tried to leave the room.

Little did he imagine that what awaited him would be an endless cycle of death, and that he would never be able to truly die.

Outside the loop, Chen Xingzhi looked at the various ways of dying in the death loop, let out an evil, low laugh, and slowly retreated into the shadows.

(End of this chapter)