Chapter 618: Chapter 357, Meat Mountain
Normally, arriving at Fino City in this manner would be impossible. This place is saturated with Ge Wajia’s power, and due to its presence in Subspace, it would manifest here in its complete form.
Defeating a Great Demon within its own domain is an almost impossible task.
The Ge Wajia here is even more ferocious than the ‘God’-titled Primal Fury Owl that Gu Hang had encountered, the strongest individual he had ever faced.
Over the past four years, Gu Hang’s experience had gradually filled up, and he was fortunate to have a generous number of favor points, so he had already increased his Psychic Level to eight.
However, according to the data shared by the Psychic Cultivator’s Association, his strength as a Level 8 Psychic still ranked within the Grade A Psychic level in the Association’s classification.
He would likely need to reach Level 9 to match the strength of a Grade S Psychic.
This was even considering he had various talent bonuses and event modifiers. If it were for heroes Gu Hang had activated, like Dress, they would probably need to reach Level 10 to have the strength of a Grade S Psychic.
Of course, if Gu Hang were to tear open the gate to Subspace and imbue himself with the power of the Storm God Kingdom, then his Psychic strength could instantly reach Grade S, or even surpass it.
But even so, Gu Hang didn’t feel that this level of power would be sufficient to defeat a Great Unclean One within Subspace.
Unless he had a variety of advantages like when he fought the Primal Fury Owl, such as Ge Wajia being stuck between the veil of reality and Subspace or if Gu Hang could have an army under his command to gang up on the Great Demon.
Clearly, none of these options were possible.
Thus, the only chance of victory was to keep Ge Wajia out of the mix.
At least until they achieved their objective.
Using the demonic sword left behind by Ge Wajia’s avatar after it was destroyed, they successfully overcame the first wave of difficulties.
Ge Wajia had no reaction.
That was to be expected.
This Subspace belonged to Ge Wajia; his power and presence were everywhere. What was so special about the demonic sword?
The Mage Corps led by Gu Hang thus successfully completed the teleportation and arrived in the core area of Fino City, a place where the veil of reality no longer existed, and Fino City was fully overlaid with Subspace at its core.
Even the Demons entrenched here had no reaction to the uninvited guests brought by Gu Hang.
Until, the bullets of human warriors descended upon their heads.
“Where did they come from!?”
Thomlison felt utterly bewildered and shocked.
He immediately thought of Psychic teleportation as the method used.
Only this power could allow an army to appear out of nowhere, ignoring physical distances.
Yet, Psychic teleportation could break through physical distances but not Subspace distances—or rather, it was not supposed to be so easy or happen without anyone noticing.
In truth, to prevent such a situation, the core area of Fino City had preparations against Psychic teleportation.
Completely blocking it was difficult, but with jamming devices in place, unless the teleporting Psychic was extraordinarily strong, they could easily be diverted to the outside; and given the presence of Subspace, even if an enemy managed a precise teleport, they could at most appear on the outskirts of the core area. If someone really did manage that, they would run headlong into their tightest defenses.
Moreover, an alarm system Thomlison had installed would alert him the moment an enemy initiated a Psychic traversal.
But none of these preparations had any effect.
The enemy simply appeared directly in front of him.
And the strength of the incoming foes was somewhat outrageous.
The images projected onto the flesh-wall before him were severely disrupted by Psychic interference. Still, he could see several renowned figures flickering in the unstable image.
Interstellar Warriors, Battle Nuns, Mecha Knights, and even Titans…
Why were there so many things in Korolya?
Apart from the Battle Nun whose lair was in Korolya, where did the rest come from?
Even in his current, utterly formless state, he was severely startled.
“Order all the perimeter defense troops to immediately…”
Thomlison’s muffled voice had just begun when a loud explosion was heard.
The projection in front of him went completely dark; the flesh-wall was blown to smithereens, exposing a large hole.
Thomlison’s reaction was swift.
His filthy, grotesque, enormous body suddenly caved inwards, forming a cavity. A thick fog erupted from within, precisely enveloping the two Phoenixes who had burst through the shattered opening.
The evil power rapidly corroded the taosteel armor on the Phoenixes.
The two Phoenixes experienced extreme pain.
Despite this, they persevered in raising their bomb guns and firing at the horrifying, massive lump of rotten flesh entrenched in the core nest before them.
In an instant, at least a dozen bombs hit Thomlison, flesh flying everywhere.
However, these injuries meant nothing to Thomlison, who was akin to a mountain of flesh.
The two Phoenixes could no longer hold on; they died a brutal death under the virulent poison, their powered armor corroded and pitted.
Even taosteel could not withstand such vile Dark Magic.