Infinite: Starting from Infiltrating Other Spaces

The tentacles that Jasmine spoke of lashed out even more violently, shattering the space in front of them layer by layer.

A bizarre and magnificent world kept appearing in Jasmine's 'spiritual vision'.

This is the power of her child, the 'divine offspring,' who generously lent his power to his 'mother.'

"Found it..."

A strange smile bloomed on Jasmine's face, and her tentacles slowly stirred the ripples in front of her.

It was like lifting a curtain.

Pitiful mortals... Even if they are lucky enough to gain power, they are nothing more than pathetic worms in terms of status.

They were merely God's playthings and food.

The great gods can easily devour their fate, giving their humble lives a negligible value.

Jasmine stretched out her hand, eager to enter that magnificent world.

Just like how it devoured the fate of the magician before, as long as it devours his fate.

Then all attacks from him become ineffective, because she is his destiny!

Finally, the last ripple slowly spread out before my eyes.

Jasmine's smile froze on her face.

He instinctively let out a groan of fear.

What...what is this?

If the fate of ordinary people is only as faint as the light of a firefly.

The magician I've seen before was a candle, which, though faint, was enough to emit its own light in the darkness.

But what am I seeing?

Jasmine raised her head, and the tentacles in her mouth seemed to have lost their strength and drooped limply. She had tried her best to raise her head.

Yet they still couldn't see where the end of this towering golden pillar in front of them was.

And next to the golden pillar, a monster shrouded in black smoke, its form obscured, was leaning against the pillar, seemingly asleep.

Thick liquid dripped from the monster's mouth.

'Eat...eat...I need to eat...three meals...eat...I'll eat...'

Jasmine struggled to pull her gaze away; the monster gave her an even more terrifying and peculiar feeling.

It seemed even hungrier than the offspring in its womb, and even higher in rank.

But the terror before our eyes has not yet disappeared.

On the towering golden pillar, a monster unlike any seen before snaked its way down.

The monster's name automatically popped into Jasmine's already muddled mind.

"dragon......."

The length of this blue dragon was unknown, and Jasmine only knew that she was as insignificant as a grain of sand in front of it.

The dragon's eyes were indifferent, as if nothing in the world could shake it in the slightest.

No, this is a manifestation of fate, not a true living being.

Jasmine quietly took a step back, but this step seemed to have startled something.

The monster that had been sleeping against the pillar suddenly stopped muttering, its nose twitched, and its enormous mouth, which seemed capable of devouring everything, suddenly opened wide.

"Eat...eat...eat...snail rice noodles!"

Even the dragon turned its head and cast a detached glance.

"what!!!!!"

The 'divine offspring' inside her belly let out a scream even sharper and more piercing than Jasmine's, kicking Jasmine's stomach hard to make her run away.

All the tentacles retracted at an astonishing speed, and the layered world in front of them rapidly healed and closed.

Time, which had been stagnant, seemed to flow again.

Jasmine was drenched in cold sweat and panting heavily, as if she had been pulled out of the water.

She escaped! She escaped from hell!

She breathed in the decaying air of the Demon Prison Star, which carried a sense of 'fragrance' and 'familiarity', and felt as if she were at home.

But when his gaze swept over the figure standing not far away, he suddenly froze.

"what!!!!"

Jasmine let out another synchronized, piercing scream with the 'divine offspring' in her womb, and she turned and ran.

Two long, slender legs swung so fast that even the rows of footprints didn't have time to bloom into black flowers.

In the blink of an eye, Jasmine, relying on a combination of running and teleportation, actually ran more than a thousand meters.

Li Xia, who was about to rush forward, was stunned by this sudden scene.

As Jasmine was about to disappear from sight, he slowly typed:

"?"

What... is going on?

Before he could figure it out, Aowu and Heitan, who had been hiding inside the house, rushed out as well.

Jasmine stared in disbelief at the row of footprints she had left behind.

"Wait, why did it run away?"

"I don't know, I'm just preparing to launch a probing attack..."

Li Xia frowned and put away Night Silence. He felt that a lot had happened before, but in terms of time, it was only a moment.

Suddenly, the misfortune at his waist began to tremble.

Indistinct murmurs echoed in my mind, following the connection between my soul and destiny:

"Eat...eat...food...snail rice noodles...ran away..."

Luosifen (river snail rice noodles)?

No, how did Unlucky know about snail rice noodles?

Oh right, its communication is similar to spiritual resonance, a more advanced form of communication.

Just like in a temple, the transformation in one's own mind is done through one's subconscious.

Li Xia quickly figured out the key points.

So... what bad luck is referring to... is something that smells bad but actually tastes good?

Misfortune only favors luck and devours fate; luck, of course, cannot be bad.

How could Li Xia not know whether it smelled bad or not?

Once your luck level skyrockets, even the air smells sweet!

That leaves only fate...

Li Xia nodded thoughtfully: "So, she saw my fate? No, not saw it, she got closer to it."

"Just seeing it wouldn't arouse such strong feelings of misfortune."

"hiss----"

The little paws, supporting its chin, seemed to be deep in thought, trying to grasp that fleeting inspiration:

"Your Highness...I seem to remember you...you seem to be an ancient god or something?"

Aowu tapped his head in frustration:

"Anyway, these monsters are incomprehensible, and it's even difficult to figure out what they're thinking. They also have strange powers or rules."

This thing is like a virus; once the world gets infected, it's basically over.

It seems that these monsters can use their special abilities to briefly move through the void, but they cannot survive in the void sea for long.

They must find a world bubble to live in, but they will slowly corrupt and absorb this world, causing the bubble to become smaller and smaller until it can no longer support their bodies.

Then we need to find another world to store bubbles.

Moreover, these monsters have a peculiar adaptability; whichever world they parasitize, they will become the rank of that world, which is quite amazing.

In short, it's a never-ending cycle of searching, arriving, parasitizing, and searching again.

More... I can't remember... As for that 'divine heir' that the apostle mentioned earlier, was it an attempt by an ancient god to descend upon this world?

Awoo spread out its little paws:

"Perhaps His Highness's rank is higher than its, and it scared it away?"

Surely I didn't scare them away?

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1. Monthly pass 2. Recommendation vote

Today I brought the little carp.

Chapter 150 Old Gods

Why the corrupted female apostle escaped is no longer important.

Whether misfortune or something else scared him away, it's not really necessary to know now.

Li Xia sighed, but felt more melancholy.

I was hoping for a tough challenge to balance out the difficulty...

In particular, the surface of the water, which had been rippling with the waves of the Soul Pool, returned to calm.

Aowu put the purified twisted soul into his pocket and carried it on his back.

Once this thing is purified, it can no longer be stored in the space.

The entire purification process went exceptionally smoothly, so smoothly that Aowu and Black Charcoal felt a little uneasy.

I feel like nothing's right.

"Damn, the purification of a thousand souls is so peaceful?"

Awoo felt a prickly sensation from the clay sculpture's body.

"Something's not right. What about the difficulty level?"

Are they really going to balance all the difficulty in the third round?

It pinched its whiskers and slowly widened its eyes:

"Your Highness, the third round... are you suggesting we go straight for the Old Gods?"

"The Old Gods?"

Li Xia frowned, recalling what Aowu had said:

"Does this world have ancient gods?"

"That shouldn't be the case—"

Awoo, on the other hand, was quite calm:

"But the Old Gods must have their eyes on this place, otherwise, that pregnant woman couldn't have been about to give birth before she ascended to the next level, could she?"

Looking at the crumbling house, Li Xia decided it was best to move the remaining five hundred twisted souls to another place.

Perhaps many apostles came here before, and all the powerful monsters have been cleared out.

"Hey, Your Highness!" Aowu seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly said, "Then the eldest sister came too fast, which means she is very likely nearby."

Moreover, the blood on her body definitely didn't belong to the monsters of Demon Prison Star.

There are no humans left on Demon Prison Star, only various monsters, which spray out bizarrely colored liquids.

It's impossible for there to be such fresh blood.