Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 392 Don't underestimate my intelligence network
Inside the warship in the other dimension, Isol was trembling with fear, Gramont was extremely alert, but Chen Xingzhi, who was standing opposite them, was not nervous at all.

Instead, it feels as relaxing as coming on vacation.

"I know you, Forbidden Scholar Grammont, a former member of the Priory. You chose to quit the order some time ago due to disagreements. I didn't expect you to join the Wind Chaser team."

"How did you know?" Grammont asked subconsciously, but in fact he was quietly preparing spells one by one.

"Oh, is this information difficult to check? Don't underestimate my intelligence network."

After saying that, the two of them chose to take action at the same time.

Deep dark flames ignited out of nowhere. Unlike the dark star flames of the Black Flame Dragon, these flames came from Beiluo Shimen in another world.

Due to its origin, it has the characteristics of polluting the mind and spreading spontaneously, revealing original chaos and malice at all times. Its only purpose of existence is to drag everything into the purgatory of destruction.

The dark flames consciously burned towards Chen Xingzhi, but were blocked by the light gray mud surging on the ground.

The ground was replaced by a large light grey swamp at some point, from which countless deformed monsters emerged.

As soon as these monsters were born, they pounced on the dark flames. The difficult-to-extinguish dark flames were suppressed by them at the cost of their own bodies.

"What kind of spell is this?" Grammont erected a mental barrier to block out the distortion brought by the monster.

He was certain that this spell that transformed the ground into a light grey swamp and gave birth to deformed monsters must have originated from one of the Old Ones, just like his deep dark flame.

But even though he had read a lot of forbidden knowledge, he could not be sure which Old One this power was.

Instead, Chen Xingzhi saw the source of power for the forbidden spell he released.

"Living Flame of the Deep Darkness?" He showed an interested expression. "I remember this spell should have a next stage, right? For example, summoning a part of the Exploder."

Grammon frowned slightly. How could he not know this? But once the second stage of the spell was used, he and the entire alien warship would definitely not be able to be saved.

The living flame of deep darkness will turn everything into purgatory.

The two fought for several rounds, during which Isol was watching.

He wanted to raise his wand and point it at Chen Xingzhi, but he couldn't do it no matter what. Every time this thought came to his mind, the shadow in his heart would become reality, and Chen Xingzhi's smiling face would appear in front of him.

Despair was like a wolf, surrounding him and devouring his courage and all his thoughts.

"Isol, stop the fucking thing, I need your help."

A hurried call brought him back to reality from his terrifying fantasy. He knew it was Zheng Yong's voice.

As a traditional mechanic, Zheng Yong usually hides his real body in a safe place in the base camp and only sends mechanical avatars to participate in the battle.

The person who just spoke to him was Zheng Yong's real body.

"What do you need me to do?" Iseul managed to remain calm, controlling his thoughts to avoid the name that he was afraid of.

"I need you to use the prophecy spell to interfere with cause and effect and create an opportunity for me to kill."

"This is too risky. The cause and effect are not that simple."

"Shut your fucking mouth. If you don't do this, we will all be killed by Chen Xuanfeng sooner or later. Can't you see that Grammon is almost unable to hold on?"

".I see."

Isol took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and raised his wand.

The magic light flashed at the crystal tip of the staff, and countless dots and lines suddenly appeared in the darkness before his eyes, some of which were fixed on him, and some extended to unknown places in the outside world.

After finding the causal line between Chen Xingzhi and Zheng Yong, he took another deep breath, and the magic aura bloomed, temporarily modifying their corresponding properties. "Let's do it."

As soon as he received the order, Zheng Yong controlled another mechanical incarnation to form a huge fighting body. He gripped the battle blade tightly and pulled the violent energy, sweeping towards Chen Xingzhi on the battlefield.

Grammont also exerted his strength, and the light of the Great Disintegration Technique tore through the barrier of the Deep Dark Living Flame and shot towards the enemy opposite.

There was a disintegration light in front of him and a mechanical battle blade behind him. An unavoidable feeling emerged in Chen Xingzhi's mind, but he brushed it off without any care.

A huge double-edged sword appeared in his hand, and with a light swing, he severed the causal line that was entangled with him.

"Interesting idea, but I am not very talented, and I only know a little about the secrets of heaven."

The sword's edge tugged at the threads of cause and effect, entangled them with other people, and tied them into a knot.

"Stop it now, he has moved your causal line!"

Only Iseult noticed something was wrong and quickly gave a warning, but it was too late.

The mechanical battle blade slashed towards Grammon, while the light of disintegration bypassed the mechanical battle body and shot towards Zheng Yong's real body hidden somewhere else.

Grammont was shocked and put up layers of magic barriers, but they were too fragile for the mechanical body and most of them were shattered by the battle blade in an instant.

Just when he thought he was going to be smashed to pieces by the war blade, the mechanical body hanging in front of him suddenly stopped, and the war blade was stuck in the magic barrier, and there was no movement.

A prompt sound from the reincarnation space appeared clearly in the ears of the Wind Chaser team.

【One of our team has died. 】

On the battlefield outside the battleship, the mechanical combat body that was entangled with Qingxuan suddenly stopped.

Qingxuan seized the opportunity and struck the archer who was unable to dodge in time with his sword, causing serious injuries.

"Zheng Yong is dead?"

Grammon stared blankly at the huge fighting body in front of him, raised his hand and cast a disintegration spell to split the attacking monster, then his figure flashed and appeared next to Isol.

"Chen Xuanfeng's attainments in magic, secrets, and forbidden knowledge are too strong. I am far from being able to deal with him."

He looked at the nervous Isol and sighed, "Isol, no matter what, I need your help, especially..."

Before he could finish his words, an alarm sounded from the alien warship and a huge figure appeared on the screen.

"What is that? Level six?" Grammon's brows twisted into a shape of a "川" as he looked at the dragon shadow that was made entirely of black flames and was as big as a warship from another dimension.

He looked at the deformed monster that was attacking him again and covered his face in pain. "Why am I so unlucky? I just joined a new team and encountered such an enemy."

Finally, he grabbed the collar of Isolt beside him and said viciously: "No matter how scared you are of that guy, you must buy me a minute, otherwise, not only us, but also the teammates outside will be finished."

Throwing Iseult aside, he took out a page of the torn manuscript, feeling bitter in his heart.

"I had a falling out with the monastic order because of this. I never thought that now I would have to go against my own conscience and use the method above."

The remaining fragments of "Xuanjun Seven Chapter Secret Scripture", which is also the most dangerous seventh chapter, is in his hands.

It records chaos and its countless forms. All he has to do is summon one of them.

Even though it might bring disaster to all of them.

(End of this chapter)