With a crisp snap of his fingers, the horde of monsters about to charge the high wall’s edge instantly turned into masses of white mist, surging back in the direction they came from.
Whoosh...
Thousands of mutated Type VII monsters were annihilated so easily…
Zheng Hao and Bai Hanlin watched the scene before them, their mouths agape.
Old Qian, lying on the ground and unable to witness this spectacle, would likely have a similar expression.
Zheng Hao and Bai Hanlin knew Zhang Chen’s strength was immense, and that he ranked first among the轮回者 of the same batch.
But they never imagined Zhang Chen’s strength had reached such an outrageous level.
Previously, they respectfully called Zhang Chen the True God purely for the convenience of team management, while also getting the title of divine envoy for themselves.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen's current strength was truly developing towards godhood.
At this moment, the regional channel for the players with the dark red ring had exploded.
Although their abilities were weakened by the ring, the chat function was still usable.
The members of the Soul Organization camp on the city wall lay on the wall, some on the defensive turrets, and others at the edge of the wall, just able to see the situation outside the city.
When they saw this, their eyeballs almost fell out in shock.
In their panic, messages flooded the regional channel.
“Holy shit, shit, shit, you guys absolutely won’t believe what I saw… a large number of faceless ones… turned into white mist and disappeared?!”
“What? The attackers were faceless ones? That’s too outrageous. These guys have tough skin and can fuse with each other’s severed limbs. Especially their attack methods, they’re so disgusting. These monsters turned into white mist? Were they killed? Killing so many monsters in one go? Impossible!”
“The idiots from the Soul Organization are making up stories to fool people. Whoever believes them is an idiot. Faceless ones can only be defeated by powerhouses with Evolver-level strength. Thousands of faceless ones, if we all participated in the battle, we might barely be able to hold them off. Now… hmph…”
“Don’t say that, it seems to be true. I feel the earth’s tremors have lessened a lot, and I don’t hear the monsters’ wails anymore!”
“Turning into white mist? Isn’t that the unique ability of Zhang Chen’s organization?”
“It was Zhang Chen! I saw him snap his fingers, and then the monsters instantly turned into white mist and disappeared!”
“A snap of the fingers? That’s too outrageous?!”
“What else is outrageous? He moved his finger, and we all collapsed. Now he moves his finger and repels the monster tide, what’s impossible about that?”
“This… how can any survivor achieve such strength? Even those old guys with yellow rings probably can’t reach this level!”
“I just heard someone loudly praising the True God. Does that mean Zhang Chen is the True God they’re talking about?”
“I didn’t believe in gods before… but now, I’m starting to waver. With such strength, it’s no longer something a mortal can achieve. Perhaps he truly is a god…”
“Whether he’s a god or not, with this strength, he’s enough to be considered a god…”
“I wonder if it’s too late for me to join the True God Cult now?”
The regional chat channel of the dark red ring was in an uproar, hyping Zhang Chen to an almost divine level.
But in reality, their discussions were still too conservative.
Not only them, but even Zhang Chen’s own perception of his strength was quite conservative.
The snap of his fingers just now was merely a test of his current strength.
Previously, while activating [God: Soul Burn] and piloting the Pioneer mecha, he could instantly kill mutated Type VI creatures.
Now, he could instantly kill mutated Type VII monsters without activating any enhancement skills.
Moreover, Zhang Chen clearly felt that he was being restrained.
Before, using the Pioneer to fight had amplified his own strength.
But with the move just now, the moment the energy was released, Zhang Chen clearly felt a retarding force coming from the Pioneer.
“Leader, your mecha…”
Zheng Hao looked at Zhang Chen’s Pioneer mecha with shock.
“Leader, are you alright? Are you still alive!”
Bai Hanlin also asked nervously.
“What’s wrong?”
Zhang Chen was bewildered and then jumped out of the mecha.
Only then did he realize that the entire Pioneer mecha was riddled with holes because it couldn’t withstand such immense energy. Its internal wiring was exposed and sparking, the right hand was completely charred, and the metal armor of the arm had melted and was slowly flowing down the arm.
The Pioneer mecha was composed of the remains of a super-organism combined with alloy. Now, most of the alloy parts were basically scrapped, with only the super-organism remains suffering the least damage.
“Uh… it seems I don’t need this thing anymore!”
Zhang Chen muttered to himself.
When his own strength was insufficient, the Pioneer mecha was a good assistant, a combat amplifier.
But when his own abilities far exceeded the limit that the Pioneer mecha could assist with, it became a restraint.
Now, free from the Pioneer mecha, Zhang Chen felt much more relaxed.
“Leader, please ride in my mecha. You’re very dangerous like this!”
Bai Hanlin said nervously.
Zhang Chen couldn't die. He was his umbrella in the apocalypse, his only hope.
If even a powerhouse like Zhang Chen died, Bai Hanlin would truly have lost the last sliver of hope for survival.
“No need, this thing will restrict my power!”
Zhang Chen said, stretching his arms.
At this moment, the giants in the distance were getting closer, their height almost matching the high wall.
With every step they took, the city wall could feel a distinct tremor.
“These should be the ones in the colossal stage, they look very dangerous!”
Zheng Hao narrowed his eyes and said.
Whoosh! Bang!
As they spoke, Qing Feng’s mecha was sent flying onto the city wall, smashing through a section of the energy defense grid and leaving a crack in the wall.
“You guys be careful, these guys over there are too strong, and their skin is too tough, they’re very difficult to fight!”
While Qing Feng was speaking, the giant that had just thrown him instantly rushed to the edge of the city wall, grabbed Qing Feng’s mecha, and violently threw it to the other side.
Qing Feng’s mecha was not as large as the Pioneer, appearing like a small child in front of the giant, and was thrown away again.
As he was forced to fly, he vaguely heard a voice from the intercom:
“Don’t mind me, I’m fine, this guy is mine…”
Zhang Chen stood on the city wall and looked. A mutated Type VIII giant faceless one, he said:
“Alright, these guys are our real targets. I’m going first!”
After speaking, Zhang Chen was the first to charge towards the giants approaching the city wall.
His figure was like a tiny bug in front of the giants, as if he would be crushed to death with a single slap.
At this moment, the giant happened to raise its right hand and slap towards Zhang Chen…