One more time! One more time! And one more time …
Amidst the heaven-shaking sounds of slaughter, he continued to reincarnate in the Asura illusion. He was intoxicated until the strange 'cola, ham sausage' sound rang out.
When the illusion disappeared, Aioros felt somewhat shocked. He could clearly feel the feelings of the dimensional mayflies that had latched onto his body. He had been too lucky this time, and he had been too arrogant.
After all, he was the strongest existence amongst the three of them that could rely on his spiritual will to enter the hyperdimension. With his powerful spiritual awareness, no matter how realistic an illusion was, he would still be able to see through its flaws. This would instead cause him to be on guard. Therefore, the dimensional mayflies had done this on purpose. They wanted him to understand from the start that the illusion was fake, so that he would let his guard down. Then, they would provoke the warlike nature of his bloodline, causing him to willingly be trapped in the illusion. If this had continued, it would have been very dangerous for him.
These dimensional mayflies were the true masters of the art of controlling illusions and the hearts of people!
Wang Zhong … the weakest fellow … was actually the most … strange one.
Walking out from the Floating Life Door, Aioros looked at Wang Zhong with a gaze that was filled with warmth and recognition. Fate at first sight was a part of it, but in this world where the strong preyed on the weak, one needed strength to obtain respect!
"Wang Zhong, thank you for saving me. I knew you had a strange aura on you that could change fate!" The little baldy was very happy. In the dimensional world, he had met many people, but not many that he had truly gotten to know. Wang Zhong was the only one that had given him such a strange feeling. Although Mu Zi wasn't that old, the amount of time he had spent in the dimensional world made him a senior.
"Not bad. He actually has such a tyrannical soul. Even dimensional life forms have to avoid him!" Aioros was also rather appreciative of Wang Zhong. In the dimensional world, the strength of one's soul was only one aspect. What was important was the tenacity of one's soul. Clearly, Wang Zhong's soul was extremely terrifying. This indicated that he had potential, or perhaps something that humans were currently unable to grasp. But in the hyperdimension, it was something even more important.
"Hahaha! You've finally seen through me! That's me, the great Fate Trickster Simba! It's only under my supreme guidance that Wang Zhong's tenacious soul has grown! Baldy, muscleman, you've finally realized my greatness! Now, I'll give you a chance to worship me! “
Simba had endured for a long time. The Fate Trickster wasn't someone who would die if he pretended to be pretentious. His lack of power meant that he couldn't even display his dignity, which was the most important aspect of his existence.
Both Aioros and Mu Zi smiled, not showing any intention of bickering with Simba. This strange dimensional beast in front of them was extremely weak … truthfully speaking, other than being able to chat with it, it was basically trash. However, out of respect for their comrades, the two of them would not bicker with Simba. As of now, Wang Zhong could already be considered as a combat partner in the hyperdimension.
There were two ways to enter the dimension. One was through a spatial crack, and the other was through the soul. The former was mostly used by the Federation, while the latter was mostly used by the empires.
Both methods had their pros and cons. The Federation had used a fixed spatial transfer station to continuously transport soldiers into the hyperdimension over the past hundred years, establishing bases and expanding their territory bit by bit. However, this method would result in a disastrous price to pay when dealing with powerful dimensional life forms. Thus, the Federation was rather cautious in this aspect, and wouldn't casually touch dimensional life forms above the 7th rank. After all, the Federation's purpose was to plunder resources. Only a few experts from the Federation's aristocratic families would truly explore the mysteries of power. On the other hand, every brave warrior from the empires would pursue the meaning of life and explore the essence of power.
Therefore, the majority of the people from the Federation had always given the impression of being very timid in the hyperdimension. They were extremely cautious in everything they did, and didn't dare to touch powerful dimensional life forms. They didn't dare to enter the mysterious secret realms that contained countless treasures. However, greed was still present in the various bases of the Federation. The various bases of the Federation were extremely willing to trade with the explorers from the empires. In the early years, the people from the empires didn't understand the market and had suffered a huge loss. Naturally, such incidents did not occur in recent years. Some explorers from the empires would rather throw them away than let the Federation benefit from such a situation.
However, the Federation couldn't be blamed for being cautious. Originally, there were casualties in exploration. Faced against those dangerous life forms, they had paid the price of complete annihilation. The Federation really couldn't afford such a loss. The only way to enter the hyperdimension with one's soul was to either reach the Heavenly Soul Stage or have a miraculous epiphany. If not, it would be extremely difficult. This was, in fact, the dark era. Humans from the empires and the Federation had walked on two different paths of evolution.
Once one's soul died after entering the hyperdimension, unless it was under special circumstances, one would at most be injured. After a period of recuperation, one would be able to recover. Experts who had the qualifications to enter the hyperdimension were already very strong. The empires had no lack of people with rich combat experience. If they had some special abilities, they could even wantonly explore the hyperdimension. An example was Mu Zi, a legendary figure in the hyperdimension.
"This time, my injuries are slightly serious. I need to recuperate for a period of time. It's still more convenient for you, Mu Zi." Said Aioros with a smile. He had gained an extremely rich understanding from this battle. However, such a deep level of torture had caused a certain level of damage to his soul. A good soldier also needed to be good at controlling their body.
Mu Zi shook his head and said, "I also need to recuperate. This dimensional beast has also damaged my chest." Indeed, the radiance of Mu Zi's chest was somewhat dim.
The two suddenly looked at Wang Zhong and asked, "You're completely fine?"
Wang Zhong scratched his head and replied, "Seems like I'm fine."
"That's not right. Wang Zhong, I saw you being chased by high rank dimensional life forms. Aren't you afraid at all?"
"I was killed a few times. However, it seems like I'm fine. It's just like a nightmare," said Wang Zhong.
Aioros and Mu Zi were flabbergasted. Smiling bitterly, Aioros said, "I thought that in this world, Mu Zi and I were considered to be rather eccentric. We're truly frogs at the bottom of a well. Any spiritual body that dies in the hyperdimension will need to recuperate. No one can treat it as if nothing happened. Your spiritual body is very strange!"
"It's probably because my luck is better," said Wang Zhong helplessly.
Due to the existence of the Fate Stone, his fate had been different from ordinary people from the very beginning. At the very least, he had started to discover some benefits.
Mu Zi's eyes were wide open by the side. After a long time, he finally let out a sigh and said, "As expected, the people I know are all very strange people!"
Aioros and Wang Zhong automatically matched each other. Beside them, Simba had an unconvinced look on his face. You're a person who carries a strange coffin around all day long. You don't have the right to say such words, right? "You're the strangest one!"
"Hahaha!" The three of them burst into laughter. Interesting people would hang out with interesting people, and strange people would also hang out with strange people. The so-called birds of a feather flock together. It was as simple as that.
"It's a pity that I can't continue today." Mu Zi said regretfully. He had consumed too much of his spiritual power when dealing with the dimensional mayflies. Admittedly, they were strong, but in order to maintain a stronger consciousness in the hyperdimension, they naturally needed more energy than the 'weaklings' of the Federation.
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