Chapter 315: Eradication
In the vast expanse of the cosmic starry sky, a grey-brown meteorite was flying rapidly toward Earth. Just as it was about to touch Earth, a beam of light shot out from the unknown void of the netherworld and struck the meteorite...
Boom!
The meteorite turned into a brilliant firework in space and vanished into the universe, while a space station near the meteorite slowly began to fall.
"Warning, warning. The Churchill space station has encountered an unknown force invasion and is about to fall. Please have the ground command center prepare for reception."
Just as the warning was issued, the Churchill space station swayed like a drunkard for a while before crashing into Earth.
At the same time, a small wormhole formed outside Earth's atmosphere. A silver figure rushed through, and the next moment, this silver figure split apart and turned into cosmic dust.
Ye Nan looked at Momochi Zabuza, who was slowly disappearing before him, and said nothing.
"Is this the power of plane correction? Truly powerful. In front of it, I have a feeling of being locked on. Even if I fled to the ends of the earth, I could not escape its lock. I just don't know if fleeing to an outer planet would allow me to escape it."
Ye Nan muttered in his heart, thinking about how to evade and resist this force. To him, the power of plane correction was like a Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.
He did not seek to resist this Sword of Damocles; he only sought to find a way to hide from it.
"If even fleeing to an outer planet cannot escape it, then this power of plane correction should be called the Will of the Great Universe. But when this force descended, what was that murmuring sound?"
Ye Nan's heart sank instantly. He discovered that no matter how he tried to think, he could not recall the content of the murmuring he had just heard, as if someone had forcibly dug that memory out of his mind.
"Who exactly is it? The power of plane correction? Impossible. If the power of plane correction wanted me not to know the sound it made, I wouldn't have heard it at all. Yet I clearly heard it, but I can't remember what I heard. Someone else must have tampered with my memory."
"But who exactly? Who could react in such a short amount of time?"
Ye Nan's expression turned cold instantly.
If the power of plane correction was a Sword of Damocles that could fall at any time, then the person who erased his memory was a pistol pressed against his temple, ready to blow his brains out at any moment.
The Sword of Damocles could be avoided, but the pistol could not be avoided no matter what.
While Ye Nan was thinking about what had just happened, Marcus over there had also summoned his coffin.
"Let me see how fast the reaction speed of the power of laws is."
Marcus clasped his hands together, manipulating Momochi Zabuza's coffin, wanting to release Momochi Zabuza.
"Eh." Marcus let out a soft sound of surprise. He kept his hands clasped, and more energy was converted into chakra within his cells, then extracted. It was transported along a certain mysterious trajectory, but the coffin in front of him remained motionless.
"It seems I failed." A drop of sweat fell from Marcus's forehead. "Damn it, how could I fail? Where exactly did the problem arise? My calculations couldn't have been wrong."
"It seems you've run into a problem." A voice filled with undisguised mockery came over, startling Marcus, who had been immersed in his own world.
"Damn Ye Nan, you discovered it."
"What did I discover? Let me think." Ye Nan stretched lazily, his whole person becoming relaxed, as if he were a playboy drifting through the world. "You wanted the Reanimated Zabuza, but you couldn't reanimate him, right?"...
"I guess you are very troubled right now, very conflicted, and also, you are very afraid."
"Having lost your strongest trump card, you have actually lost the courage to fight Wesker."
Ye Nan laughed loudly, not caring at all about Marcus's increasingly dark complexion. To him, Reanimation Jutsu, a ninjutsu that desecrated the dead, was a ninjutsu that should not exist in the world.
"To tell you the truth, Reanimation Jutsu is already useless. If you don't believe me, try summoning other corpses. The power of plane correction will absolutely not allow such a heaven-defying ninjutsu to exist in this world."
"Before it discovered it, naturally there would be no issues. But since you let this ninjutsu appear in the world, it will naturally make corresponding modifications."
"Therefore, when it descended, the Reanimation Jutsu had already lost its intended power."
"Are you surprised, Dr. Marcus?"
Ye Nan's voice was like a vampire in the dark night, whispering in Marcus's ear.
"How do you know?" Marcus swallowed his saliva. Instinct told him that the power of laws in Orochimaru's mouth and the power of plane correction in Ye Nan's mouth were actually the same force, and Ye Nan seemed to understand this force better than he did.
"I guess you wanted to use this opportunity to test how long it would take for the power of plane correction to react. When it reacted, you naturally cut off the chakra and released the restraint on Momochi Zabuza, which is why Momochi Zabuza woke up from the suppression of the ninjutsu and said those things to me."
Generally speaking, once suppressed by Reanimation Jutsu, one could absolutely never possess their own personality again, unless released by the caster or replaced by other more powerful genjutsu, such as the strongest genjutsu, Kotoamatsukami.
However, the only person here who knew ninjutsu was Marcus, so when Momochi Zabuza suddenly started speaking, Ye Nan guessed that Momochi Zabuza had been released from his restraints.
At first, he didn't know why, but when the power of plane correction descended, he understood why Marcus had released the restraints, and he even understood Marcus's goal. That was why he mocked Marcus—mocking Marcus for losing both his wife and his army.
Admittedly, at the last moment, Marcus cut off the chakra supply and kept himself out of it, perfectly avoiding the eradication of the power of plane correction. But the result was a massive modification of the plane's laws, causing his Reanimation Jutsu to fail.
"Don't think you can deceive the power of plane correction. It is much harder to deal with than you imagine."
"Is that so?" Marcus stuck out a tongue and licked his lips. "Since my trump card has failed, then you become my trump card."
Marcus looked at Ye Nan with a sinister gaze, an idea slowly forming in the bottom of his heart.
"Go, my zombie legion."
With a roar, the zombies that had been motionless surged toward Ye Nan. Looking from afar, there was an aura that seemed to drown everything.
"Having many people is useless. What I fear least is having many people." Ye Nan snorted coldly, his hands slamming onto the ground, and nearly half of his body's energy was injected into the ground.
Seeing Ye Nan's action, Marcus immediately became vigilant. His body shook, and a series of leeches fell from his body, forming a small leech rain. At the same time, some small white snakes were mixed into the leech rain.
"Aren't you very skilled at ninjutsu? Guess which ninjutsu from Naruto this move of mine is similar to." Ye Nan sneered, and the energy hidden in the ground suddenly erupted, forming an energy tsunami that directly drowned the leech rain. Upon contact with the energy, these leeches were immediately swallowed by the energy, without even a chance to struggle...
"Damn it." Marcus retreated repeatedly. At this moment, he didn't care about King of Fighters cells anymore; he didn't even have time to recall the white snakes that had already obtained the cells, and could only flee in a panic.
Marcus had never thought that Ye Nan could erupt with such tyrannical energy. It was simply an energy tsunami. Whatever zombie legion, whatever leech rain, under the energy tsunami, all were so pale.
"Damn it." Marcus looked back, and the next moment, an angry expression appeared on his face, because behind him, a large number of zombies were drowned under the energy tsunami, and even the parasitic leeches he used to control the zombies could not escape the poisonous hand. Everything was like a silent movie, staging a scene of the end of the world.
"One day, I will make you pay the price. I swear." Marcus clenched his fists and ran away without looking back.
He knew very well that he had already failed because he had miscalculated Ye Nan's strength. The army he had prepared hadn't even exerted the slightest effect.
Suddenly, a silver radiance struck from above, penetrating Marcus's body. The next moment, Marcus's eyes widened.
He looked down at his body, watching his body move step by step toward a particle state, his face full of disbelief.
"What's going on? How could this happen? Didn't I hide from the power of laws? Why would this situation still occur?"
"It really is like this, Marcus."
Ye Nan, who had chased up from behind, saw Marcus being decomposed into a particle state and was not surprised in the slightest.
"You thought that by freely converting between energy and chakra, you could deceive the power of plane correction? Ridiculous. Although I don't know what the existence mode of the power of plane correction is like, with your little cleverness, it is simply impossible to deceive it."
The power of plane correction, literally speaking, is a force belonging to the plane's will, specifically used to eradicate forces that should not exist in the world.
And the plane's will is the Heavenly Dao, and also the Gaia consciousness. It is the collection of the wills of all living beings in the netherworld. Although it has no free will, its computational ability is absolutely powerful.
If the world is compared to a computer, then the Heavenly Dao is a super system with built-in antivirus capabilities. A virus program like Marcus might deceive the Heavenly Dao while lurking, but once exposed, wanting to disguise himself again to deceive the Heavenly Dao is purely treating the Heavenly Dao as an idiot. And Marcus, who treated the Heavenly Dao as an idiot, was eradicated by the Heavenly Dao just like that.
"No, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
Marcus screamed, fear of death making him afraid. "I still have research to do, I want to defeat Wesker, I want to rule the Umbrella Company, I want to kill them."
The voice grew weaker and weaker until his head also decomposed into a particle state. Marcus, who had been rampant for a time, finally reaped what he sowed and was eradicated by the power of plane correction. ===== CHAPTER 316 =====
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