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Chapter 130

~6 min read 1,196 words

Just now he pushed his power to its limit; the boiling blood had not yet cooled, and though he still had strength to fight, his body could no longer bear it—every inch of him swelled with ache and pain, and to unleash another light cannon like that would likely injure him first.

In Jia Qi's vision, the colossal, dreamlike creature writhed its body like a living mountain range, making him feel as tiny as a speck of dust, one misstep away from being crushed.

After being pierced by his Gangzhang Wave, this immense lifeform—the horrifying beast—went berserk.

Sharp, dense tearing sounds carried destruction powerful enough to level cities and shatter mountains, torturing the land; countless giant tentacles descended like divine whips from the sky, their terrifying wind pressure slamming into the earth, spraying countless fragments of flesh and stone, and in an instant, the entire forest became a wasteland.

A dark, cloudlike tide of flesh surged from all directions, sealing off every escape route for Jia Qi.

Heaven spun, earth turned, sky overturned, land flipped.

In just a few breaths, the depleted Zhuanglong Qi had recovered nearly completely at a speed that would terrify anyone; if Jia Qi had learned the 【Tai Shan Liu Tiao Bian】, he might have turned the tables and used these monstrous tentacles to his advantage—but in his current state, dealing with them was still difficult.

But he no longer needed to fight.

Facing the furious, terrifying assault, Jia Qi's eyes flickered with starlight, and one second before being smashed into the ground, he opened the black box in his hand, and at the same moment, the "Solomon Ring" on his index finger activated.

Fluctuations and intentions imperceptible to ordinary minds rippled across the void like pebbles dropped into a lake, traveling at speeds far exceeding lightning, reaching the still-functioning thinking organ of Scorpio, hidden somewhere in the heavens.

"————!!!"

The furious, stormlike roar suddenly fell silent; the monstrous entity, whose sheer bulk could blot out the moon, froze rigid.

First, I must clearly state this: the "Solomon Ring" held by Jia Qi is not the original.

Though the concept was stolen from the Russian Government, its operating principles and technological methods were actually acquired from extraterrestrials; apart from the name, it bears almost no resemblance to the original.

It can communicate with gut organisms—truly communicate, without a drop of exaggeration, even enabling mental-level exchanges like psychic abilities.

Some Stage Four gut organisms possess intelligence; for example, "Aldebaran," once a subordinate of the Stage Five "Taurus," had high intellect and could secrete various pheromones to control Gastrea armies—but in Jia Qi's eyes, it was an uncommunicable entity.

They harbored only thoughts of killing and predation toward humans.

The greatest difference between Stage Five gut organisms and others is that they can be inferred to possess not only intelligence, but also lingering affection and emotion from their human past, perhaps even retaining those memories.

Of course, from the very beginning, Jia Qi had tried to communicate with it.

"Hey, you there! Can you hear me? Are you listening?"

He received a chaotic, overwhelming response, as if tens of thousands were screaming at once, utterly impossible to communicate with.

But when his Gangzhang Wave inflicted heavy damage, Scorpio was forced to devote all its energy to repair; though the gut virus's regeneration was terrifying, it still could not violate the law of conservation of energy—creating matter from nothing—and in this moment of massive energy expenditure, the layered, chaotic wills faded significantly, leaving only a tiny fraction.

Then, upon opening the black box containing the "Seven Stars' Legacy," in Jia Qi's perception, those wills shrank further to just one clear, intense thought—and he instantly realized it was not a residual imprint, but a complete, human-dominated will.

Seizing this opportunity, an immensely powerful mental force, mediated by the "Solomon Ring," established ultra-high-frequency telepathic communication between one man and the zodiac.

"Come, let me hear your inner cry."

Though other bestial wills continuously slammed against their communication channel, they shattered like lumps of mud hitting diamond, destroying themselves in the impact.

In barely a few seconds, two vastly unequal beings reached an accord.

The original Scorpio had died in battle with Jia Qi; what now stood before him was Scorpio, subdued by the Northern Dipper Fist!

Stepping through the air with explosive cracks, his massive muscles compressed to their limit, he raced across Scorpio's body as if defying gravity, leaving even the wind far behind—high-speed cameras could only capture fleeting flashes.

After a few breaths, he appeared atop Scorpio's head.

After receiving an air drop from a helicopter above, Jia Qi did not pause—he plunged thousands of suppressant and specialty drug injections into the colossal beast below, finally allowing the will he had been communicating with to seize full control of the body and fall utterly still.

The muscular figure wearing a mask gripped one of the tentacles; from this height, he could gaze toward the distant, bustling city center, faintly sensing the fear and unease rising from within.

The great sun on the horizon slowly rose, illuminating the mountains that had endured a night of bloody battle; the once-lush forest was now a sight too horrific to behold, the shattered earth covered in purple blood, everywhere teeming with gut virus, waiting to infect the next life that stepped here.

Soon, Tokyo District will deploy all its helicopters to disperse the specialized antiviral agent, ensuring all lingering threats are eradicated, turning this uncharted region into human-controlled territory.

"The first step has succeeded."

Jia Qi took a deep breath, and suddenly recalled an ancient legend about the Northern Dipper—

"The Northern Dipper dwells at the center of heaven, above Kunlun, turning as it points, following the twenty-four solar terms, aligning the twelve earthly branches, establishing the twelve months. The movements of sun and moon complete twelve meetings in a year; the Sage King (Heavenly Emperor) divides them into great numbers. Observing the Dipper's positioning, one determines the four seasons…"

Though he was no Heavenly Emperor nor Sage King, and only nine of the twelve zodiacs remained, the current situation bore a striking resemblance to that legend.

He shook his head, discarding the impractical thought, and turned toward another direction; in his perception, there existed the zodiac Libra, known as the "Plague King," not too far away—but for creatures this size, hundreds of meters tall, reaching here would take little time.

When two zodiacs clashed on this narrow island nation, the already active crust might experience a surge in stress, potentially sinking this fragile land, long plagued by disasters, into the sea.

Thinking of Tokyo's countless disaster scenarios, Jia Qi burst into laughter, then gave a direct order:

"Scorpio, move!"

He had spent so much effort protecting the little girls—he didn't want his work wasted. Better to retreat and capture the next one from afar.

Next comes the righteous phase: two-on-one, three-on-one… eight-on-one, then leading the newly formed Zodiac Champion Team to beat up the entire world!

Encountered dark chaos, fought with all strength to overcome them, but suffered heavy injuries—tomorrow's update will be posted at night.

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(End of Chapter)

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