Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 623 Reinhardt: Zhang Jie, what a nobody, never heard of him.
Mothra flies incredibly fast; even giant bats can't catch up with it in a short time.

But the huge commotion stirred up all the local monsters in the jungle.

A strangely shaped giant bird flew out. It was like a pterosaur, but its body was covered with a hard, armor-like shell.

After Godzilla wiped out Japan, it only killed the three legendary beasts.

Some of the smaller monsters were not completely wiped out.

As soon as Na'er was sprinkled with phosphorus powder, the giant birds seemed to sense something, letting out a shriek before charging towards the enormous bat behind them.

As a native monster, it naturally has a special affinity for Mothra.

The giant bird spewed flames that emitted thick smoke at the bat, but the bat only let out a sharp cry before the giant bird exploded in mid-air.

More giant birds rushed out, swarming towards the bat one after another.

But these monsters, lacking advanced intelligence, could not stop Reinhardt.

In just over ten seconds, amidst the screams of the bats, before they even got close, they exploded into bloody fireworks in the air.

Just as the bat's enormous forepaws were about to grab Nar's back, Mothra gave a terrified warning.

It's coming, descend quickly!

Na'er plummeted downwards.

Just as the bat was about to fall and grab Na'er, a pale beam of light shot out from the forest and struck the giant bat.

The bat let out a fierce scream, but the white beam of light, with its unparalleled power, pushed it directly behind the clouds.

A desolate, unshaking fear, like that of an ancient behemoth, emanated from their genes, and a roar resounded.

"Roar--"

Nar landed shakily on the treetop, feeling a complex mix of fear and hostility emanating from the spirit of Mothra within her.

Amidst the earth-shaking tremors, a colossal beast over eighty meters tall rose from the forest, its body swaying unsteadily, its eyes pale and lifeless.

Godzilla, the God of Destruction!

She was terrified, as if a thousand wronged souls were wailing within her, and even the remnant soul of Mothra was making a pitiful cry.

However, a terrifying scream from a giant beast rang out again from within the clouds.

not dead!

The giant bat, its body billowing smoke and its shoulders seemingly scorched, plummeted straight down from the sky.

Godzilla's white eyes rolled as it stared intently at the giant beast falling from the sky.

The radioactive heat beam it was about to launch suddenly seemed to sink into a swamp. Its weight of over 30,000 tons was stuck in the swamp, and the radioactive heat beam missed its target, smashing a mountain into pieces.

But the giant bat had already pounced on Godzilla, its sharp claws seizing Godzilla's dorsal fin and spewing out terrifying dark flames.

Flames burned continuously on Godzilla's body, and Godzilla let out a terrifying roar. Ignoring everything else, it grabbed the bat's wing, and the two giant beasts began to wrestle together.

boom! boom! boom!
Forests collapsed, and the earth deformed.

It was as if a natural disaster had struck this land.

As the fight went on, Reinhardt sensed something was off. This Godzilla was supposed to be the protagonist of this world, the God of Destruction, Godzilla.

If it weren't for the protective gear, that single shot of the hot air would have been enough to kill him.

Even so, he still suffered some damage from the protective gear.

Moreover, this Godzilla didn't seem like an animal, but rather like a dead ghost. Its steel claws were strong enough to tear through the deck of an aircraft carrier, but when it grabbed Godzilla, it couldn't break through its skin and couldn't make any progress.

If it can defend against physical attacks, can it also defend against sonic attacks?

A shrill infrasonic shriek rang out again. This skill, which resembled a banshee's howl, was originally just a C-level vampire spell for location detection. However, under Reinhardt's development, it not only became an attack skill but also possessed the power of a double B-level spell.

This shot caused the giant beast to let out a painful scream. It clutched its head and swayed from side to side, clearly suffering a great injury.

Reinhardt then grabbed Godzilla's back and flew to a height of over ten thousand meters before letting go.

Godzilla plummeted toward the ground as if in freefall.

As the air rubbed against it, Godzilla's entire back muscles began to melt, and it crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

Na'er, who had already run dozens of kilometers away, turned around and saw the earth-shattering fall.

With the earth shaking violently, like a magnitude 7 earthquake, a shockwave swept in.

Nar struggled to control her wings and maintain balance in the air.

Godzilla has been defeated?!

"Miss Nar, where are you going?" Reinhardt descended from the sky, his face extremely pale, clearly having expended considerable effort in defeating Godzilla.

Nar was terrified and was about to turn away, but a steel-like arm grabbed her and Reinhardt pulled her into his arms: "Sorry, I've lost my patience!"

With a tearing sound, the last piece of cloth was ripped to shreds.

His crazed eyes were fixed on Na'er's body, and he was about to make his move.

A surge of violent mental energy rushed into Reinhardt's head, nearly blowing his skull off.

But this time, Reinhard gritted his teeth and held on: "Miss Nar, my patience has run out."

"We could have had a wonderful first experience."

“But now I’ve changed my mind, and I will inflict upon you a great deal of torment.”

"And I will enjoy that process very, very much."

Na'er is not a psychic, and even with the help of Mothra's power, that final burst of psychic energy almost drained her of her psychic power.

If Mothra hadn't protected his soul, she would have had her soul shattered and become a vegetable.

Although she didn't die, she lost her last strength to fight back, almost lost her sight, seeing only a white expanse and unable to distinguish east from west, and even had a buzzing sound in her ears.

Na'er could feel the evil gaze constantly lingering over her body.

She knows her own destiny.

Even if it meant death, she gripped the high-pointing gun in her hand and pointed it at her head.

"Even if I die, I won't give you a side story, Reinhardt!"

"Farewell, Jay."

In her final moments of consciousness, she pulled the trigger.

In her final moments, she seemed to see Zhang Jie's face.

That look in his eyes—worried, pained, and filled with anger.

She tried to reach out, but ultimately lost all willpower, and her consciousness plummeted into the endless abyss.

Reinhardt saw the unassuming man who had suddenly appeared before him; he was of medium build and had a scar on his face.

The scar began to twist like a grotesque centipede.

Reinhardt asked warily, "You're a reincarnator from the Central Continent Team, aren't you?"

"I think there might be some misunderstanding between us."

He calmed the man before him with words, while simultaneously using a detection spell to check whether the main force of the Central Plains team had arrived to provide support.

"Misunderstanding?" Zhang Jie helped up Na'er, who was dressed in tattered clothes, and took out a piece of clothing from his spatial ring and draped it over her shoulders.

"There's no misunderstanding." His voice was devoid of emotion, only a terrifying rumbling sound echoed in the void.

The crimson bat landed on Reinhardt, who did not notice any other members of the Central Continent team appearing in this world.

So, the man in front of you is fighting alone.

Moreover, the man in front of him was very ordinary, with a calm aura, and did not seem like a fourth-level expert at all. At most, he was a third-level reincarnator from the Central State Team.

With S-grade armor, he simply couldn't break through the defenses.

Reinhardt relaxed, arrogantly raising his chin: "Who are you?"

"Fine, whoever you are, just give me the woman you're holding, and maybe I'll spare your life."

"Trash, kneel down and lick my shoes."

"I heard that Zheng Zha's clone from your Zhongzhou team only survived the Demon team by licking my clone's shoes."

"Now you should lick my shoes like this too."

Upon hearing Reinhardt's ramblings, the ferocious expression on the man's face instantly vanished.

He stood up, looked at Reinhardt, and said, "My name is Zhang Jie."

Zhang Jie?

What minor role?

never heard of that.

According to the information shared by the clone Zheng Zha with Adam, besides Zhuang Boshi, Zheng Zha, and Chu Xuan, the only other members of the Zhongzhou team worth noting are a female archer named Ming Yanwei, a melee fighter named Cheng Xiao, and an assassin named Zhao Yingkong. The others are nothing more than spellcasters and long-range snipers, completely unworthy of attention.

Zheng Zha never mentioned Zhang Jie's name, so it seems that Zhang Jie was a newcomer who joined the Central Continent Team after defeating the Demon Team, which makes it even less likely that he is very strong.

Reinhardt lowered his guard as well.

He clapped his hands and said, "Zhang Jie, what an insignificant name."

"Should you like her, or is she your girlfriend?" Reinhardt seemed to have discovered something and became even more excited.

His mouth split open, revealing gleaming white teeth: "That's hilarious."

"I suddenly thought of several new ways to play. For example, how about tying you to a tree and ravaging your woman in front of you? Or how about ravaging her and then finding a few savages to rape her as well, and then letting the savages eat her corpse alive?"

"You have to keep your eyes open throughout the entire process. If you close your eyes even once, each additional cannibal will torture you for another ten minutes. What do you think of my suggestion?"

Zhang Jie's forehead veins bulged, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Reinhardt continued, "You should be afraid of meeting me here."

"You should also feel fortunate, because I have been very patient with you."

“Zhang Jie, there’s no need to sacrifice your life for a veteran of the Zhongzhou team, so give me the woman in your arms.”

"As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I guarantee that the methods and approaches I use will not be too excessive."

Zhang Jie opened his mouth, then closed it tightly. His face had turned pale, and his body began to tremble.

“Angry? Fearful?” Reinhardt continued, “I advise you not to have such unnecessary emotions, because they won’t help you survive.”

"Only by bowing your head and crawling on the ground can you survive; this is the survival rule of the Main God Space."

Zhang Jie spoke up, coldly saying, "I didn't expect that the Celestial Team would have trash like you."

Reinhardt sighed, "It seems we overestimated you. Small fry shouldn't spout fancy words, or your fate will be even more brutal later."

"By the way, tell me about your captain and Zheng Zha, and I can torment Miss Na'er for half the time."

"Who do you think you are?" Zhang Jie laughed at Reinhardt's arrogant tone.

"By the way, the doctor once said that what he hates most are certain clowns who have little ability but love to put on airs and act like they are performing a classical stage play anytime and anywhere."

"The most famous clown among them is named Reinhardt!"

"Looks like you didn't listen to me at all." Reinhardt's impeccably handsome face stiffened for a moment, then a dangerous grin appeared on his face.

"Does Na'er prefer people who are rough and direct with her?"

"Hehe, it's alright, I'll definitely make her wish come true!"

"And I guarantee you'll tell me honestly!"

"By the way, I should also remind you that the person your Zhongzhou team thought they could rely on is no longer in this world."

Zhang Jie was suddenly startled. Who was he talking about?!

Who is the most relied-upon person for the Zhongzhou team? Is it the Doctor, or Chu Xuan?
"Are you scared? Then kneel down and show your submission to me!"

Zhang Jie suddenly laughed: "I really shouldn't have had too many expectations of you, or rather, of your God Team."

"Zhang Jie, you lack manners. How many lessons will you learn before you understand the humble attitude you should have when facing someone who controls your life!" As Reinhardt spoke in a sinister tone, thorny scarlet runes appeared in the void.

In a dazzling array of transformations, a crimson realm filled with bloodshed, chilling cold, and deathly silence is constructed in the blink of an eye.

"Welcome to my world!"

In the blink of an eye, the ground turned into a boundless, bottomless sea of ​​blood, and the sky was also eroded and distorted by the thick blood, like a writhing curtain soaked in blood.

In an instant, bloodshed and violence erupted, and the world changed color!

Zhang Jie used his telekinesis to lift Na'er into the air, and he looked at the churning sea of ​​blood.

"You vampire, you have quite a few fancy tricks up your sleeve."

“This is my Blood Domain,” Reinhardt said, shrugging. “But don’t worry too much. This blood is only effective when it comes into contact with blood. As long as your wounds get a little bit on it, your bodies will dissolve completely and become part of the sea of ​​blood.”

"As for your bones..."

As they spoke, countless eerie white lights swirled, giving off an extremely gloomy and deathly aura. Various weapons, including swords, hammers, axes, and knives, rose from the sea of ​​blood, each one exquisitely and uniquely designed.

White bones, red blood!

The contrasting colors are particularly striking and shocking!

"This is my collection... Every powerful person I kill, their bones and blood will be transformed into a weapon that best represents their abilities and traits!"

"I can tell you've really killed quite a few people," Zhang Jie said expressionlessly.

"Thank you for the compliment! I only just upgraded this double A-level skill."

"Most of my collection consists of mediocre natives; you two should be the first pair of reincarnated individuals I've collected."

"Let me guess what kind of weapon you should combine to form."

"The more refined and elegant a person is, the more unique and charismatic they are, the more exquisite and unique their weapons will be, the more artistically valuable they will be, and the more irresistible they will be..."

“Miss Na’er, it should be a bone flute full of beauty.”

"And you, you must be just a fancy but useless spear."

As Reinhardt spoke in an elegant, rhythmic tone, as if reciting poetry, he carefully observed Zhang Jie, hoping to see in their eyes any emotions that would please him, such as fear or despair, or even a sense of complete recklessness and enlightenment. Any such expression would satisfy him.

Then, he was disappointed.

Zhang Jie only showed contempt and indifference, as well as a deep-seated hatred.

"...Believe me! To deliberately despise and belittle beings far stronger than you is not pride and courage, but inferiority and ignorance!" Reinhardt took a deep breath, barely managing to control himself from becoming too out of control.

He then raised both arms and, in a gesture like a conductor leading an orchestra, forcefully swung them downwards.

"Go! Let me see if your strength matches even a tenth of your arrogance!"

Instantly, the boundless sea of ​​blood exploded repeatedly, blood waves surged, and thick, viscous blood tides rolled in, bringing with them an endless stench and foul stench that blotted out the sky.

Countless weapons, gleaming with a chilling, bone-white light, darted through the air, one moment hurtling through the air with a piercing shriek, the next disappearing into the blood-red waves, appearing and disappearing intermittently, revealing their unpredictable and deadly nature.

At the same time, terrifying pale, rotting giant hands reached out to Zhang Jie from within the sea of ​​blood, determined to drag him into it.

However, these attacks were all blocked by a seven-ring structure.

The sea of ​​blood, the bone soldiers, and the giant hand broke through one ring after another, but were blocked by the seventh ring.

Reinhardt froze slightly; he recognized the defensive item.

This is the A-grade armor, the Blazing Sky Seven-Layer Ring, which his old teammate Julian redeemed.

Because Julian gave him an ideal paradise far removed from the world, he could only use this A-grade armor.

Reinhardt sneered, "Your Central Continent team is really rich."

"Hand over what you're holding right now, or I'll—"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt an immense, unparalleled force slam into his body.

He smiled confidently, believing that no weapon could surpass his S-rank item and the idyllic paradise far removed from the mortal world.

However, with the sound of shattering glass, the scabbard shattered completely in front of the giant club in less than half a second.

In his haste, Reinhardt could only dodge slightly, but his lower body was still smashed to pieces by the blow.

what?
what happened?
Reinhardt could only frantically try to escape backward, but the strange force at the wound continued to ravage his body.

Like shattered glass, the shattering continued to spread upwards, and even his fourth-order gene lock could not stop it.

"You, you, you—" Reinhardt was extremely flustered.

What kind of ability is this?

He looked up and saw that the man was holding a long, golden-red staff, his face was extremely cold, and he was filled with an unprecedented killing intent.

"Reinhardt."

"I am the first reincarnator in the Main God Space to reach the fourth level of spiritual power."

"Compared to your inner demons that occupy all the high ground of your intelligence."

"I have overcome my inner demons."

The next moment, with a loud crack, the stick slammed down on Reinhardt.

Reinhardt hurriedly dodged, but once again turned into a mass of blood, dispersing in bat form.

But the blow swept across again, obliterating half of his bat form.

The remaining bats felt an unprecedented gravity and plummeted to the ground.

"No—!" Reinhardt let out a piercing scream.

(End of this chapter)