Chapter 450: with translation of chapter title

When Lin An stood atop the dying monster's head, Huang Yan anxiously voiced his judgment.

His voice hoarse, his expression complex.

As the only Second Level in the Military Region, his combat judgment far surpassed that of others.

His tone low:

"Lin An isn't not moving with spiritual energy..."

"But he has almost pushed the use of spiritual energy to the extreme."

He said while pointing.

Huang Yan shook his head, dazed and bitter, and continued:

"Lin An's earlier use of spiritual energy leaked a lot, but it wasn't really wasteful; compared to me, it's much stronger."

"But from his current performance, it seems he perfectly applied spiritual energy to his body this time, rather than relying on spiritual energy to break through the monster's defense."

"In other words."

"If before he was wielding a sword, relying on spiritual energy to break through the monster's defense."

"Now it's as if he holds a scalpel, using only a tiny consumption to cause even greater destructive power."

"Moreover, he practically anticipated all the monster's combat intentions."

Huang Yan shook his head with a wry smile, completely convinced.

"Who exactly is the monster?"

"And there's one more thing..."

"He seems unafraid of death."

"His fighting style is completely like licking blood on the blade's edge; he doesn't care at all if a mistake would get him killed."

"Either he's fighting desperately, or he has absolute confidence—confidence that he can interrupt any of the monster's attack intentions."

"It's hard to imagine how such a fighting style could be forged."

"This fighting style, however you think about it, resembles that of a desperate desperado."

He merely sensed something.

Huang Yan's eyes suddenly showed some unease and doubt.

He always felt that Lin An seemed like a different person.

The previous Lin An's fighting style was more like a precise robot, each move sufficiently "cautious"?

But now it's different.

Whether in combat style or fighting strength, they are worlds apart.

But this thought was quickly purged from his mind.

He simply thought Lin An had been holding back before.

Wang Meng and the other Awakened Ones understood Huang Yan's meaning, and they all let out a long breath.

He watched as Lin An was about to dissect the thousand-eyed zombie into minced meat, and couldn't help but glance at another scene.

"Huang Yan... do you think Lin An can handle the newly appeared Third Level?"

"Why didn't this monster act together with the thousand-eyed zombie? Instead, it seems... to have frozen."

The same doubt.

The white-shadow mutant, both its timing of appearance and current state, are too strange.

Motionless, it resembles a statue.

Chu An's world-detaching shot seemed as if it had never appeared in the scene, leaving them no memory at all.

This...

Huang Yan hesitated upon hearing it, but realized he could not give an answer.

The reason is simple.

He truly doesn't know how strong a Third Level is, nor does he know what further power Lin An can unleash.

Frankly, he doesn't even know whether Lin An is a Third Level.

He can "fly," can unleash mental shockwaves, and his spiritual energy reserves are exaggeratedly large, yet it still feels lacking.

So.

He only knows that Third Levels are very strong, Lin An is also very strong; if a person and a monster were to fight again, who knows what the outcome would be.

For battles of this level, they no longer have the qualification to intervene.

Seeing Huang Yan unable to give an answer, Wang Meng couldn't help but give a wry laugh.

He suddenly recalled the reply from Long'an Base.

(Just watch...)

Indeed, we can only watch...

As a Military Region, we hold strategic weapons.

He found himself feeling stifled, discovering he truly could do nothing.

If the previous opponent were the thousand-eyed zombie, he could still launch razor tactical missiles, giving him some presence.

But now.

Unless nuclear bombs wash the land, he can't think of anything else that could threaten the trump card of a person and a monster.

A sigh.

Then I'll just watch...

Although this battle didn't last long, its many twists truly gave him a great shock.

Probably, it will end soon.

When the time comes.

Whether Lin An dies at the hands of the Third Rank, or creates another 'miracle', everything remains unknown.

Just like everyone else's feelings.

The spider creator controlling the thousand-eyed Zombie was filled with panic.

It repeatedly roared in its heart, doubting.

Why!? Why is it like this?

Lin An's strength was like a bottomless pit, as if it had no limit.

It had been hiding for so long; from the information it received, it was confident Lin An had no trump cards!

Monster...

Who exactly is that monster?

Weak and helpless.

When Lin An forcibly dug it out from the Zombie's body, the spider creator couldn't help but want to beg for mercy.

There was no way to escape.

Creating the thousand-eyed Zombie was already its limit.

Its true form was merely a tiny marrow-sucking spider, a pitiful weak female spider.

Unlike other Mutants that only know killing and eating people, this intelligent one only thinks about survival.

Why should I think about taking revenge on this pervert!?

Why didn't I sneak away!?

Regret, despair.

The spider creator felt fear that shouldn't exist for the first time.

It pleaded desperately, looking at Lin An's eyes full of cruel intent.

The pitch-black pupils that see no light were even more monster-like than it.

"Spare... spare me..."

On the fearful face, the flowing small spiders fell like sand.

Crystal-clear spider tears rolled down the face.

Even the voice turned into a pleading female voice.

"Spare you?"

The voice was mocking, but the hand gripping its skull showed no mercy.

Panicked and flustered.

The spider creator's speech sped up, frantically thinking how to get Lin An to spare it.

Its gaze repeatedly turned toward the white shadow, also a Mutant.

Its heart was filled with indignant grief.

Why! Why are we all Mutants, yet you do nothing after arriving!?

Kill Lin An quickly! Save me quickly!

"Lord Lin An! Spare me! I know..."

"Pop-"

The words of pleading weren't finished yet.

Lin An gave it no time to talk and crushed its head with a foot.

Thanks to the spider's nature, a large number of small spiders frantically scattered and fled.

If even one true spider escapes, it still has hope to live.

"Still want to escape?"

"What do you know? Do you know you're a spider?"

"Pop- pop.."

Like stomping water balloons, Lin An interestingly stepped on each fleeing spider one by one.

Absurd and ridiculous.

Marrow-sucking spider, the spider creator.

A special Mutant that could become a huge threat to the Three Provinces of Wangjiang, yet its ending was actually being trampled to death.

Just like another marrow-sucking spider seeing Lin An for the first time.

After fabricating lies for half a day, the result was being shot dead by Gao Tian with a casual arrow.

Everything is about to end.

Lin An slightly tilted his head to look at AnXia floating in midair, simulating a gentle smile on his face.

Unlike the original Lin An's feelings for AnXia, he had no feelings for anyone.

In his eyes, everyone was merely consumables, stepping stones to pave his victory.

Humans or Zombies, there was no difference in his eyes.

After countless death trials, all feelings ceased to exist.

The spider creator is dead; cleaning up the remaining scattered Zombies a bit, this mission counts as finished.

As for AnXia, he is fully confident he can rescue her.

As long as AnXia is rescued, Lin An's final obsession will dissipate.

At the moment his reason collapses.

He, the true Lin An.

Will reappear in this world.

Go in peace, Lin An; I will live well for you.

Although, we were originally one body...