parentshiftbook Chapter 518 Adaptation and Adaptation
Chapter 518 Adaptation and Adaptation
Chapter 518 Adaptation and Adaptation
After another fierce battle, Jemin barely managed to bounce back several thousand meters, at the cost of his newly grown left arm turning to ashes once again.
Before he could catch his breath, his spiritual energy surged wildly within him, attempting to replenish his losses and propel his arduous physical evolution.
However, the relentless pursuit of the black-robed wizard, which gave them almost no chance to breathe, did not arrive immediately.
Jemin breathed a brief sigh of relief and looked up.
Hundreds of meters away, the figure of the black-robed wizard floated silently, his hood slightly raised, his dark red eyes seemingly directed at some invisible place in the void, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He maintained his pursuit, but abruptly stopped, as if blocked by an invisible wall.
"Hmm?" He murmured in confusion.
Just now, as he was preparing to "omit" the middle part of the pursuit as he had done before and directly appear beside Jemin to launch the next attack, he felt an unprecedented sense of obstruction.
It wasn't a defense mechanism from Jemin himself, but rather from the environment.
He clearly sensed that the "quota" he could use in this attack cycle had been exhausted before the last attack was completed!
Something's not right!
Based on his precise control over his own laws and his increasingly in-depth "modeling" of the Jemin defense system, he calculated that after breaking through one layer of the opponent's defense and smashing one of their arms, he should theoretically still have enough "capacity" left to support at least one short-range "process omitted" pursuit, or one medium-intensity defense.
But the truth is, the credit limit has been reached.
The black-robed wizard's powerful mental energy instantly spread out like an invisible spider web, meticulously scanning every flow of energy around him.
Then he found the reason.
In the void environment that was originally filled with inert elemental dust, weak energy turbulence, and the remnants of the battle between the two sides, a strange and unique energy quietly mixed in at some unknown time.
This energy is invisible and intangible, yet it seems to be everywhere, gently permeating the battlefield area, subtly blending with conventional elemental energies, while maintaining a certain independent characteristic.
It does not possess strong offensive or disruptive capabilities, and is even difficult to detect directly using conventional detection methods.
But it truly exists.
Like a drop of alcohol added to clear water, it may not cause a significant change in the overall environment, but it has subtly altered some of the microscopic properties of the entire "solution".
It is the existence of this unknown energy that increases the "complexity" and "uncertainty" of the environment.
For the [fictional] law, to accurately "define" an "outcome" involving energy interaction and spatial positioning in such an environment, more "environmental variable calibration" and "logical self-consistency correction" are required, which consumes more "quota" than in a "pure" environment!
When Jemin saw that the other party suddenly started observing the surrounding environment, he felt relieved, knowing that his arrangements had worked.
Seize this precious opportunity, do your best to restore your cultivation technique, and at the same time guide your body to continue to evolve wildly in the direction of resisting the erosion of the "fictional" laws.
"I didn't expect this," the black-robed wizard withdrew his probing spiritual energy, letting the light fall back on Jemin. His voice, coming through the hood, carried a peculiar meaning, "a little fellow as brilliant and resourceful as you—would actually choose to fabricate laws?"
He seemed to have been probing the environment with high sensitivity through the law of "fiction" and came to a "reasonable" conclusion: this energy was a "fictional element" that the other party temporarily "created" or "defined" using some kind of fictional law.
Upon hearing this, Jemin was slightly taken aback.
But he immediately realized that this was a perfect opportunity to buy time!
The other party seemed to be interested in talking because it was rare to find someone with similar interests, which suited him perfectly.
While subtly accelerating the circulation of his spiritual energy and sensing the subtle strengthening of the bone density and muscle fibers in his newly grown arm, he responded in a slightly hoarse voice, "Not at all. It is your mastery of the [Fictional] Law that truly surprises me—after all, this path of law that transcends the boundaries of theory and reality is the 'foundation' of the fictional laws I have been researching."
"Although that's not actually the case," Jemin silently added to himself.
The black-robed wizard had never encountered a wizard who researched the path of fictional laws.
Considering the relationship between the [Fiction] Law and the Fiction Law itself, a hint of discussion actually arose: "Under normal circumstances, the special environmental field created by the 'Imaginary Element' is only effective against level three and four wizards. Level five and above can easily become immune to its environmental influences and interference. You were able to use the characteristics of the 'Imaginary Element' to increase environmental variables, interfere with the [Fiction] Law's judgment criteria, and consume my quota—this on-the-spot adaptability and understanding of the law is quite good."
His tone actually carried a hint of appreciation from a senior to a junior.
Despite this admiration, there was an even colder and more resolute killing intent behind it.
"Thank you for the compliment—" Jemin replied humbly, while secretly remaining vigilant.
The floating cannons were finally able to be quietly activated and adjusted to their optimal firing state.
Just as Jemin had predicted, the black-robed wizard's voice rang out as soon as he finished speaking: "That's precisely why I can't let you live!"
The black-robed wizard's voice suddenly turned cold, his killing intent as sharp as ice spikes!
At the same time, the result of him "standing beside Jemin" appeared directly without any warning!
The hand, carrying the aura of death, slammed down towards Jemin's head!
The conversation just now was also a strategy he used to lull his opponent into a false sense of security, while secretly conducting a rapid analysis and "modeling" of the spiritual energy environment released by Jemin!
But Jemin never let his guard down!
At the very instant the opponent's figure "flashed," the muzzles of the several floating cannons behind him suddenly erupted with dark golden light 0.01 seconds earlier!
Instead of shooting at the black-robed wizard, it detonated right between Jemin and the black-robed wizard at point-blank range!
boom!!!
A terrifying burst of light and heat suddenly erupted!
The dark golden light of the Fiery Annihilation God transformed into a destructive tidal wave, completely engulfing the narrow space between the two!
The golden light shone brightly on Jemin's body armor, steadily absorbing the explosive impact from his own weapon.
The black-robed wizard's hand, as it struck down, paused slightly the instant it touched the destructive flames.
[Fictional] The law was passively triggered, forcibly consuming his quota to protect him from being injured by this sudden close-range self-destruction.
scoff!
Despite the protection of the [Fictional] Law, the black-robed wizard's palm still pierced through the core of the explosion and landed solidly on Jemin's hastily raised right arm to block.
His right arm instantly disintegrated!
But thanks to the impact of the explosion and the cushioning effect of his sacrificed arm, Jemin was able to retreat once again!
The black-robed wizard's face was icy cold. Just as he was about to give chase, several other floating cannons behind Jemin opened fire again!
Another burst of divine fire light shot out!
The black-robed wizard had to stop again, using his remaining "quota" to "erasure" the attack, his movements were briefly halted.
A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on Jemin's forehead, and alarm bells rang wildly in his mind.
"Something's not right—something's really not right!"
The way the opponent shattered the Void Armor and smashed his arm with that palm strike was terrifyingly smooth!
This shows that during the brief conversation and observation just now, the other party has summarized the previous data and found the optimal model to crack the current state of Guixu Jia!
Fortunately, I was prepared and used the close-range burst of the floating cannons to buy myself time to react.
However, the initiative remains firmly in the hands of the other side.
The [fictional] law's characteristic of directly presenting the attack results is too unfair. Once it gets close, Jemin has almost no time to manipulate the floating cannons or use other complex methods.
"We must keep interfering and prevent him from easily completing the modeling and the optimal attack!" While frantically retreating, Jemin tried to control the floating cannons to continue firing and harassing him.
However, having learned his lesson once, the black-robed wizard had clearly taken the attack patterns of the floating cannons into consideration.
The subsequent dark gold beams missed their mark cleanly, while he himself once again closed the distance ghost-like in that "result jump" manner.
Jemin could only run for his life, relying on the mobility of the Void Step and constantly sacrificing his arms and the Black Giant to barely manage to keep up.
When necessary, it can even use the floating cannon itself as a substitute, inserting itself between the fist and palm at the critical moment to take the destruction in place of the arm!
After more than a dozen breathtaking exchanges.
The figure of the black-robed wizard once again "froze" in front of Jemin like a phantom.
A knowing smile seemed to play on the corners of his mouth beneath his hood.
"Finally adapted—the correction of various interfering variables has been completed."
"Their black elemental cannon fodder (black giant priests) should have been exhausted long ago."
"Those exploding funnels were almost all used up as substitutes in the battle just now."
"Most importantly—the optimal model for breaking his field defense, capable of withstanding a single [fictional] effect, has been finalized."
The black-robed wizard locked his dark red eyes on Jemin, his killing intent solidified.
He could sense that the "quota" required for this strike had been compressed to an extremely low level.
It was low enough that he would still have the capacity to deal with any possible unexpected counterattack after completing the attack.
"Let this attack end here."
He silently chanted in his mind, and his figure "disappeared" from the spot once again.
The next instant, the result of "a handprint on Jemin's chest" will be directly presented.
Just like the previous dozens of times, Jemin instinctively—or perhaps numbly—raised his newly regenerated right fist to meet the attack.
Fist and palm are about to collide again.
The black-robed wizard had even foreseen that familiar scene of the arm instantly disintegrating and vanishing like smoke.
However----
At the very instant the fist and palm made contact!
boom!!!
The anticipated silent annihilation did not occur.
Instead, a muffled, thunderous explosion rang out!
A powerful shockwave, visible to the naked eye and mixed with fragments of golden runes and ripples of dark red energy, exploded outwards from the point where the fist and palm met!
It swept across the entire area in an instant!
"What?!" The black-robed wizard's pupils contracted sharply beneath his hood, a monstrous shock surging through his mind!
His "fiction"—it actually failed?!
No, it can't be considered invalid.
Because at the moment of contact, a sickeningly loud, rapid cracking sound, like popping beans, came from inside Jemin's right arm!
The muscle fibers in his entire arm twisted wildly and broke one after another!
Countless tiny gashes burst open on the skin's surface, and pale golden blood mixed with tiny pieces of flesh spurted out!
In less than a hundredth of a second, the entire arm became a bloody mess, the bones shattered, and it was almost unrecognizable!
but----
Unlike before, it didn't turn into ashes and disappear immediately!
The black-robed wizard confirmed that his [fictional] law had indeed taken effect, and the opponent's arm shattered just as he had predicted.
But something is wrong, because—the final result deviated.
Even though the little wizard in front of him hadn't given up his arm this time, the result he defined as a complete collapse was that only one of the other's arms was shattered.
Despite the heavy cost, almost completely destroying it, it truly did block the attack!
The light from the shockwave gradually faded.
The black-robed wizard stared in disbelief at the twisted, deformed, and utterly wretched arm still attached to Jemin's shoulder.
And behind his arm, there was a face that twitched slightly from the intense pain, yet the corners of his mouth couldn't help but stretch upwards, revealing a smile that was a mixture of extreme pain and ecstatic joy.
Jemin raised his right arm, a bloody mess held together by only a thin layer of skin and flesh. The excruciating pain made his voice tremble, but every word was crystal clear, filled with barely suppressed excitement and relief: "Finally—I've gotten used to it—!"
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