Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 625 Adam killed Chu Xuan!

"not good!"

Immediately afterward, Zhang Jie tried to connect with Zheng Zha, but felt an immense spiritual force blocking his movements.

A sudden, seemingly out-of-the-world voice rang out: "To my surprise, you are the first to break the deadlock."

"A mental power user of the fourth tier."

"Possesses extraordinary sensitivity."

Zhang Jie suddenly turned around and saw that a church had been quietly standing behind him.

However, in his mental scan, there was nothing there.

It is visible to the eye, but it does not exist in the mind.

What a terrifying thing this is!

His telekinetic power swept forward, but that frenzied force firmly blocked his power outside of space.

It could not be stored up, and even his A-level telekinetic abilities were erased and completely dissipated.

Zhang Jie was startled; he had just overcome the fourth stage of his inner demons.

Who is this guy?
"come out!"

The moment Zhang Jie uttered his low shout, his left hand had already reached into the distorted space, and the air within a radius of a thousand meters was suddenly sucked out, forming a visible vacuum vortex.

The golden cudgel, radiating runes, was drawn from the church. Every inch of its blade seemed to be spitting out stardust, burning the clouds above the church into a flowing star map.

hum-

The golden cudgel in his hand grew thirty feet tall and crashed down like a pillar supporting the sky.

Before the wind even arrived, the air shattered like glass, unleashing a deafening sonic boom that made the cross on the church spire tremble violently.

As it fell, the star chains solidified and wrapped around the staff, unleashing immense pressure.

The moment the golden cudgel touched the church dome, the entire building suddenly burst forth with a dazzling, sacred light.

A relief depicting the Creator's creation of the world lit up on the wall, intertwining to form a shield of light that blocked the Golden Cudgel, and sparks erupted where it collided with the runes.

Click!

Zhang Jie's pupils contracted sharply as he felt an overwhelming and irresistible force surge towards him. The projection of the golden cudgel in his hand crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless starlight points that dissipated into the air.

Zhang Jie was somewhat incredulous and took a step back while holding Na'er.

Just then, the church doors burst open, and a European man with a long, blond beard, dressed in a black priest's robe, walked out.

The moment Zhang Jie saw him, he felt that he was both an old man and a young man, both a man and a woman, both a good person and a bad person, as if different kinds of faces were appearing on his face at the same time.

"A little incident."

He began, "An unexpected symbol outside the game."

He looked at Zhang Jie calmly.

“It was you. I knew something was wrong with this world.” Zhang Jie narrowed his eyes.

"Adam, you're the one who orchestrated all of this!"

Adam remained calm: "If you're referring to the opportunity that will allow you to enter the fourth level..."

"Yes, that's right."

"However, we are not the enemy."

"You?!" Zhang Jie gasped. "So it was you who threw us into this fake world?!"

“False, no—” Adam shook his head slightly: “You should be able to understand what kind of world I have created.”

"Truth and falsehood are not two opposing sides, but rather one."

"You believe it to be true."

That is the truth.

Welcome to the real world.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge black hole appeared, and everything in front of him began to distort and deform, and then was swallowed up as if it were being drawn into a vortex of colors.

"rat!!"

Zhang Jie cursed angrily, then grabbed Na'er and tried to leave.

However, a huge white hole swallowed both of them, and even Zhang Jie had no time to escape.

The world is spinning.

When Zhang Jie opened his eyes again, he suddenly rolled over, and Na'er had disappeared.

At that moment, he was the only person in the room.

Zhang Jie looked around. It was a magnificent room, and he had just woken up in a bed.

Was it all just a dream?

This unscientific.

Zhang Jie rubbed his head; no dream could force a fourth-tier mental power user to fall asleep.

He walked out of the door and appeared in a room deep in a corridor, with rooms on both sides of the corridor.

His mental scan spread out, one hundred kilometers, five hundred kilometers, as if the corridor had no end.

The room was sealed off by a heavy golden door, with elaborate patterns carved on it, seemingly telling a story.

"You really are the first one."

A cold voice sounded from behind.

Zhang Jie turned around abruptly, only to see Adam, the bearded man, appear behind him without him noticing.

"It really is you!" Zhang Jie gritted his teeth and said, his telekinetic power overwhelming him, but Adam in front of him was still as if he didn't exist, he had no physical form at all.

"Don't rush into action." Adam's eyes remained as innocent as ever.

"You probably guessed what you went through."

Zhang Jie took a deep breath: "Why did you put us into this fake world you've created to complete these so-called story missions?!"

Adam said slowly, "You can now perceive what is true and what is false."

"It can be said that everything you experienced is real."

Zhang Jie could clearly sense that his immense spiritual power, which had devoured six billion people and Mothra and could cover a planet, had disappeared, but his fourth-order gene lock and the light of his soul were still there.

"What exactly do you want to do!" Zhang Jie stared intently at Adam.

There's an old Chinese saying: "When a weasel visits a chicken to wish it a Happy New Year, it's up to no good!"

"I don't think you're enhancing our strength."

“This is cooperation.” Adam shook his head slightly: “A good start to cooperation.”

"It is in your best interest."

"Of course, it's also advantageous for me."

Adam looked at Zhang Jie: "I told you we are not enemies."

"I'm just letting you experience stories and become characters in those stories."

"Whether it's the protagonist, the supporting character, or the antagonist."

Adam walked to the door Zhang Jie had come out of and introduced, "This is the story you've experienced."

The door was carved with a huge image of Zhang Jie, behind which floated a huge silhouette whose face was not clearly visible. His face was ferocious and violent, his greatsword was drawn, and countless divine weapons and magical weapons were around him. Imaginary teammates stood beside him.

On the opposite side, there was only a man whose appearance was obscured, with a giant bronze gear appearing behind him.

Zhang Jie quickly went to check each of the surrounding doors.

A man and a woman are facing a giant sculpture of Godzilla.

Two men stood back to back, one holding a sniper rifle and the other a magic wand, staring at the sculptures of four madmen whose faces were obscured and who lurked in the darkness.

A man with a ferocious face sat atop a towering, craggy building, looking down at countless monsters crawling on the ground, while another man with a knife slowly approached him, standing on a giant beast.

There was also a cultivator, a robot, and a miniature Godzilla sculpture.

However, the same character appears in every sculpture.

The image is of a three-eyed man carrying a bronze gear.

Needless to say, it must be Bosch Sho.

“You sent my teammates to a different imaginary world, where they completed the stories you wrote.” Zhang Jie’s face was ashen.

"Who do you think you are? Are you the supreme god?!"

Adam chuckled softly: "I am not the supreme god, but merely someone who serves certain purposes."

"You are a reincarnator whose spiritual power has broken through the limits; the fantasy world can no longer confine you."

"Adam, release my teammates!" Zhang Jie opened his palm, and a golden cudgel materialized once more.

“What is manifest here should belong to me,” Adam said softly.

The golden cudgel in Zhang Jie's hand instantly fell into Adam's hands.

Zhang Jie was startled. His manifestations could not leave his hands and could still be used by others.

But Adam did just that.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that the golden cudgel no longer belonged to him.

Adam examined the golden cudgel: "Is this the legacy of the saints that you have acquired?"

“It’s really enviable.”

The next moment, Adam gently tossed it backward, and the golden cudgel completely vanished.

"You also enhanced the materialization of fantasy?" Zhang Jie asked through gritted teeth.

“That’s not quite right. I just have the ability to daydream,” Adam said.

"If converted to the algorithm of the Main God Space, it should be equivalent to S-level or above."

"What a joke! An S-level enhancement can restrict a bunch of fourth-tier mid-tiers?!" Zhang Jie sneered.

Not to mention that Zhuang Boshi has two S-class enhancements, even though he is a perfect imaginary manifestation, only an SS-class ability can limit them.

“I’m not lying,” Adam said calmly.

Wait a minute, Zhuang Boshi seems to have said that he has an S-class ability called "The Truth About Lies." If he also has an S-class ability called "Imagination," and then combines it with a special magic weapon...

He might be able to do these things.

They were able to obtain the legacy of the saints in the Main God Space, so why couldn't the Celestial Team obtain it?
Furthermore, Bosch Zhuang once said that there are restrictions similar to oaths and constraints within the main gods, and by paying the price for completing certain aspects in advance, one can further enhance one's abilities in a certain aspect.

"I see!"

He looked at Adam: "To trap us, you must have many limitations!"

"You should exchange our complete slumber for the price of not being able to endanger our lives and helping us improve our own strength."

"If you break the rules, you will suffer extremely severe consequences."

Adam calmly replied, "Absolutely right, Zhang Jie."

Zhang Jie immediately felt that it was absurd, even nine-tenths absurd.

Was Adam really a good person?!

He went to such great lengths, helping the Zhongzhou team improve their strength and providing a safety net for them. What was he after?
“We are not enemies,” Adam continued, repeating the statement.

“Reason tells me I shouldn’t trust you, Adam.” Zhang Jie took a step back.

"I want to ask you, where is Chu Xuan?"

After saying that, Adam suddenly fell silent.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "Why are you still thinking about Chu Xuan?"

"He has lost all his wisdom and ability, and he is of no use to you."

"Because I admit I can't outsmart you guys when it comes to brains," Zhang Jie said.

"I can't figure out what your plans and schemes are."

“But if you release Chu Xuan, and he says he’s willing to cooperate with you, then we’re naturally willing to cooperate with you.”

“No need for all that trouble,” Adam waved his hand.

“If you cooperate, I won’t lay a hand on you, nor will I kill your lover,” Adam said calmly.

Suddenly, a door on the left became transparent, and he saw Na'er floating in the air, pale-faced, with her eyes closed and a sorrowful expression.

What nightmare was she experiencing?
"You bastard!" Zhang Jie roared in anger, his spiritual power spreading outwards like a tsunami, but it felt as if an even larger mountain was pressing down on his soul. Zhang Jie couldn't help but scream, kneeling on the cold ground, his hands gripping the earth tightly, as if trying to relieve the endless oppression.

"I also have some knowledge of mental power," Adam's voice rang out.

"These tricks won't work on me."

"You were hiding something after all." Zhang Jie raised his head with difficulty, his voice trembling slightly.

"You should understand that once you enter this world, you will no longer have any room for resistance," Adam's voice seemed to descend from the heavens.

All you need to do is accept your fate, acknowledge it, and move on.

Zhang Jie struggled to lift his neck, and Adam's mental pressure almost solidified into a tangible form.

They not only suppressed Zhang Jie mentally.

Even the material world has been affected.

Moreover, is this Adam before us the real Adam?!
Zhang Jie seemed unaware that the castle he was in had a very peculiar shape, resembling a chess piece.

Without his knowledge, the castle was lifted high and then fell heavily.

With a "snap," it was checkmate.

On the chessboard where Zhang Jie is positioned, the pieces are intricately arranged, and White has already gained a comprehensive advantage.

Adam's expression was as indifferent as a god. He gently tapped the chess pieces on the board, and the previously restless pieces instantly fell silent.

Chu Xuan looked distressed, rubbing his temples incessantly, his eyes flashing with a strange mix of emotions: confusion, indifference, distress, and wisdom.

Faced with a seemingly hopeless game, he suddenly overturned the chessboard and said uneasily, "You cheated!"

Adam remained expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the chessboard returned to its original state, with both sides' pieces returning to their places.

He picked up another piece of chess pieces and put it into his chess basket.

He said calmly, "Chu Xuan, you're almost out of chips."

Chu Xuan exclaimed, "What chips? I have plenty of chips!"

He rummaged around on his person, then pulled out two coins and placed them on the table.

"Chu Xuan, there's no need to struggle." Adam's voice remained calm.

"Even if the Celestial Team and the Central Continent Team are enemies, I am not an enemy of you."

"In the cycle of reincarnation, only oneself is the sole fundamental entity, isn't that right?"

Chu Xuan looked blank, as if he couldn't understand at all.

Adam sighed and turned to look out the window.

Outside the window lay the ruins of a city, where it seemed as if giant beasts had just fought.

"Chu Xuan, you should understand that time is not in your hands, nor is the situation. The right timing, the right place, and the right people are all not in your hands." Adam's voice was very calm.

"If I want you to lose, you will definitely lose."

“But we are never enemies. In this world, I promise not to harm a member of Team Central.”

"Of course, to reduce variables."

"I can't leave you here."

"It's a pity, but for my plan, you must die."

"And their deaths were utterly pointless."

"What you said is hilarious." Chu Xuan started to laugh strangely.

Adam remained expressionless as he looked out the window. In his field of vision, a colossal beast fifty meters tall slowly approached from a distance.

In the sky, dozens of futuristic warships began their attack on it.

On the ground, the human army once again began its attack on the giant beast.

The war broke out suddenly.

“This is a war that could destroy the entire planet,” Adam said.

"Unfortunately, it's still a little short, not desperate enough?"

Chu Xuan placed the last fragment onto one of his chess pieces.

Chu Xuan placed the chess piece directly onto the board and said, "I'll go first. It's my turn to go first this time."

Adam chuckled softly, and a black chess piece floated into the air and landed opposite the first black chess piece.

"Chu Xuan, do you know what our wise men fear most?"

"That is omniscience and omnipotence."

"Once one is omniscient, the wise man's plans, schemes, and strategic deceptions will be meaningless."

"Once an all-around player is formed, our tactical approach will be meaningless."

Chu Xuan stopped smiling and stared intently at Adam.

“I should thank the Demon Team. If they hadn’t seized the Saint’s legacy, I wouldn’t have been able to receive this inheritance.”

There is an old Chinese saying: "Every bite and every sip is predestined."

“Every gift has a price tag attached to the child of destiny.”

"You claim to have control over your destiny?" Chu Xuan's voice was cold and calm.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes now calm, as calm and indifferent as the deep sea.

"Chu Xuan, you've finally agreed to come out and see me," Adam said cheerfully.

"Adam, what price do you think you paid?" Chu Xuan asked.

"Everything I have." A slight smile appeared on Adam's lips.

"So what is your purpose?" Chu Xuan picked up a chess piece and moved it around the chessboard.

“We have the same goal.” Adam looked at Chu Xuan, his eyes filled with childlike enthusiasm.

"Transcend your original destiny and shatter the shackles of fate."

Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses: "Aren't you strong enough to defy fate now?"

“That’s far from enough,” Adam said. “To break free from fate, one must at least possess the power of a saint.”

"To become a saint, what a great wish." Chu Xuan gently tapped the chess piece.

Adam said, "This is the most important step I need to take before I achieve my goal of breaking free from the shackles of fate."

"So you're sure you can defeat me?" Chu Xuan's voice carried a hint of mockery.

"Haha, Chu Xuan, there's really no need for pointless verbal exchanges," Adam said with a smile.

"We need to judge the success or failure of this game by the results."

"You have no more moves left; you have lost all possibilities."

"The final outcome was already predetermined, wasn't it?"

I don't think so.

"You've treated your teammates like pawns," Chu Xuan mocked.

"Learn from the strengths of others to make up for your own weaknesses."

"Is this your path to sainthood?"

"Just like you, the road is terrible."

"I don't think I need to discuss the philosophy of team building with you too much," Adam shook his head.

"Some can become assistants, some can only become pawns, and some are just trash sifted out of the trash can, simply recycled waste."

“Now each of them has gained a picture and a presence.”

"Moreover, instead of worrying about them, worry about yourself."

Adam stood beside Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan slightly raised his head and looked at Adam.

Those golden eyes seemed to hold countless causes and effects.

They're a bit difficult to deal with.

Chu Xuan sighed.

This time, the odds of winning are probably below 50%.

Forty percent, or thirty percent?

"Are you willing to gamble your life with me?" Chu Xuan asked.

"You should know that, in the current situation, the probability of our battle ending in a draw is 20%, your probability of winning is 40%, and my probability of winning is close to 20%."

"But the probability that you can kill me is less than 10%."

“That’s enough,” Adam said.

"Now is the best time to deal with you."

"Not before, not after, it's right now."

"You already understand the mechanism of my ability. If we drag this out any longer, you'll definitely figure out a way to break it."

Adam picked up a white piece, which was suspended in mid-air.

"Alright." Chu Xuan picked up a black piece.

As the black and white pieces clashed, the sky suddenly darkened for a moment.

Sitting in the corner, trembling with fear, Haotian witnessed a battle of gods.

Cause and effect, destiny.

Daydreaming, the mind.

Countless runes and incantations rose and fell.

The room will soon become the universe and starry sky.

It eventually became the imaginary space.

But then, the two of them sat down at the chessboard as if nothing had happened.

Haotian rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it, and kept it from them.

Adam coughed softly, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the chessboard, completely staining the frontmost white piece red.

It turned so red it almost looked black.

He gently moved the piece, replacing the black king.

He then stood up and gave Chu Xuan a deep look.

"It's a pity I didn't get to compete against you when you were at your peak."

"But for us wise men, victory is victory."

"Taking advantage of existing trends is also a very common approach."

"I hope to see you again someday."

"Chu Xuan."

As he spoke, he slowly turned and walked out of the room, and with each step he took, it seemed as if blood would seep out from under his feet.

Haotian walked to Chu Xuan's side in alarm and asked cautiously, "Chu Xuan, are you alright?"

Chu Xuan remained motionless and did not respond.

"Chu Xuan?!" Haotian's voice grew increasingly terrified as he reached out, wanting to touch Chu Xuan.

But the next moment, Chu Xuan's head exploded with a loud crack.

Red and yellow splattered all over him.

what? !

Chu Xuan, is he dead?
No, not possible!
How could Chu Xuan possibly be dead!
It must be a scheme, no doubt about it, it must be a plot!

Faking death to escape!

Just then, the solemn and majestic voice of the main god rang in Haotian's mind.

One player from the Zhongzhou team has died.

(End of this chapter)