This is the horn of counterattack.
In the subsequent battles, the Undead Tide gradually gained the upper hand, devouring the tentacles’ flesh in return, and as the situation changed, their advantage grew greater. With the decrease of tentacles, the starry sky became visible.
Both Marching Speed and Thick-skinned were enhanced to v9, and after the frenzy was enhanced to v5, it gained a new ability, unstoppable momentum.
Deep Black Terror v1: When the zombies are clustered together truthfully, they can automatically induce a fear effect on surrounding creatures, causing their spirits to collapse and lose their will to fight. The stronger the target’s self-awareness and intelligence, the more pronounced the fear effect.
This is a rather powerful ability, but for dealing with the tentacles, its effect is not as significant.
Tentacle Monsters possess strong Spiritual Power, yet lack overly strong self-awareness, more akin to puppets, manipulated by strings.
The battle is like an avalanche, with the disadvantage accumulating until it suddenly and completely collapses at a certain point.
However, this moment has not yet arrived.
Seemingly aware they are not opponents, the Tentacle Monsters unexpectedly began to contract on their own, their flesh becoming shriveled and withered.
The tentacles lost their original Power and fell helplessly to the ground.
The area covered by flesh and blood dispersed rapidly as if it were a mirage, restoring the city’s original appearance.
"Even if it self-destructs, it refuses to be devoured by the Undead Tide?" Su Changxing raised his head to the night sky, showing a mocking smile, uncertain of who he faced, but sure that they were watching him now, likely gritting their teeth in frustration.
Thinking about this makes one feel delighted.
During repeated regressions, he saw that this was a broken world, replaced by illusionary things rather than reality. The remaining real part of this world seems to be less than one-tenth, also likely the players’ activity range.
Now he realizes that what Teng Beng predicted was not wrong. The humans of the old era indeed went extinct, and today’s world is entirely new, a world that shouldn’t exist.
As for those new humans, they probably have nothing to do with the past.
Su Changxing doesn’t know how this phenomenon occurred, perhaps influenced by Divine Spirits or caused by some chaotic rules.
The Undead Tide advanced toward the rising sun, and he made a decision by instinct: to destroy this world!
...
In subspace stealth, amid exhilarating songs, danger is everywhere, yet it is smooth sailing for them.
"Its eyes are red!" Jin pointed at the Bronze Lionfish.
Su Changxing looked ahead from the bow: "This creature can foresee fortune and misfortune in subspace, it seems some malevolent presence is approaching us."
With his current Power, he could walk proudly among Players, if not the strongest, he was part of the strongest group, touching the Domain of Divine Spirits, capable of battling even World-Ending Level Demons.
Light seemed to shoot down from the heavens, illuminating the surroundings and the entire ship, as if the sun appeared in subspace, where a sun should not exist.
A dim figure emerged in the light, with penetrating eyes that seemed to see through everything, its majestic voice spreading throughout subspace and enveloping the ship.
"Go back, this is not the place you should be!"
...
Su Changxing calmly asked the figure in the light, "Who are you? A player from the Three Religions?"
The figure flickered within the light: "Sort of, go back, do not advance further, otherwise no one can save you."
Su Changxing was somewhat puzzled and asked, "Why? Why did the Three Religions suddenly mark me? Have you become mere lapdogs of the Divine Spirits?"
His purpose was simply to eliminate Wanfang, and if not, Blue Star and several surrounding worlds might be consumed by the Blood Moon.
Yet these Three Religions players marked him for pursuit, seemingly trying to stop him, and if it had nothing to do with the Divine Spirits, Su Changxing wouldn’t believe it.
"You are too extreme, humans and Divine Spirits have never been on opposing sides, and your actions have already subverted past time, so it must be stopped."
The figure in the light evidently felt Su Changxing’s power, thus attempting to achieve their goal through persuasion.
But it was clearly a low probability of success.
Su Changxing was not so easily swayed, those who had made it this far in the Extraordinary realm were all extremely stubborn, steadfast in their beliefs and views, otherwise, how could they establish themselves in the realm of the Extraordinary.
Su Changxing frowned, not understanding what the other was saying: "Subverting past time?"
The man fell silent, sighed: "You belong in the past, why bother coming to the present."
Su Changxing paused, realizing the other might have mistaken him for someone else, thought for a moment and said: "Did you get the wrong person? I have no idea what you’re talking about?"
The man drew a Longsword from the light and declared: "It is not wrong! I am the Gatekeeper of the Light Religion, following the rules of Order, here to stop the Ancient Gods from invading the real dimension."
With a majestic sound, the thousand beams of the Longsword struck from above, were it not in subspace, this strike would pierce through any world.
Su Changxing gathered Faith, an ominous red Scythe appeared in his hands, blocking the strike steadily. Then he saw the Bronze Lionfish, its red eyes glowing even brighter, simultaneously sensing two more presences approaching this location, equally powerful, likely Three Religions players sent to pursue him.
His first reaction was that perhaps someone had set him up, inciting these Three Religions players to chase him.
But who could have done this?
An Ancient God?
A Divine Spirit?
Su Changxing thought of the discount shop selling Ancient God body parts, felt there might be some connection, perhaps it was the reason?
Or the discount shop itself was linked to Ancient Gods, hence the pursuit by the Three Religions players.
If that were truly the case, then being marked for pursuit wasn’t unjust.
After all, he had always relied on the discount shop’s power to enhance himself, wanting to wear the crown, one must bear its weight, the cost was only natural to bear.
"Just with your words, I’m afraid it’s not convincing enough." Su Changxing’s face returned to calm, drawing his revolver, squeezing the trigger, a bullet of bright silver pierced through the Gatekeeper’s body.
He didn’t land a lethal blow, feeling there must be some misunderstanding. Sensing more arrivals, he quickly commanded the Ghost Ship to leave.
With a flash of green light, the Ghost Ship vanished from subspace, destination unknown.
Carl’s chest trembled continuously, seeing Su Changxing leave without pursuing, Su Changxing’s power truly scared him, life and death seemed in the balance, his heart thoroughly destroyed.
"Indeed worthy of an Ancient God..." he only sighed weakly.
Soon, two more arrived in this subspace region, one with a vermillion mark on the brow, holding an apple-sized golden Buddhist Bead, with elegant features resembling a Monk.
The other sported a black crow mask, with a black rose embedded in his chest.
The Monk surveyed the surroundings, not seeing Su Changxing, asked: "Where is he? Did he manage to escape?"
Carl shook his head: "His Power is too great, we discovered too late, he’s already reached such a state, unlikely to recover."
The man with the crow mask coldly stated: "That’s unacceptable, once this unknown Ancient God descends, who knows how many worlds will suffer because of it, must prevent it, it’s a catastrophe!"
Carl was silent for a moment, said: "Then we can only resort to requesting those few, yet they surely know this matter, if they could intervene, it wouldn’t need us."
The Monk shook his head, swallowed the Buddhist Bead whole, chewing continuously with blood seeping from his mouth, accompanied by sounds akin to a baby’s cry: "We must try, even Divine Spirits are not omniscient or omnipotent."
Carl affirmed: "At least the Master of Light is, guiding us toward the future."
The man with the crow mask snorted: "If there really were a future, why would we be needed? Letting everything go naturally would be better, wouldn’t it?"
Carl chuckled, ceased debating, the two had argued too long, now wasn’t the time for this.
...
The Ghost Ship followed its set course to another location.
Su Changxing temporarily put the previous matter aside, they had already neared the World of Heaven.
Wanfang’s actual Growth level was problematic, and he also had to guard against other entities approaching in the Blood Moon.
One thing was certain.
The Blood Moon itself resembles a Divine Spirit, capable of polluting everything, assimilating everything, spreading like a virus.