Chapter 1847
The System's prompt left Gao stunned. How could it absorb even this thing?
What did you absorb it for?
At the very instant Gao froze, the ancient elf launched an attack first. Streams of light in various colors, each containing the same indescribably ancient charm, burst from her like a galaxy breaking free from billions of years of restraints!
These streams of light seemed to have undergone the most precise calculations and coordination. Each one shot accurately toward a specific "node" on the shadow-twisted body exposed by the "enemy's" chaotic power—the relatively unstable "folds" produced when "nothingness" forcibly merged with the current "existence"!
Each ancient stream of light that struck its target was like a red-hot brand pressed into decayed sludge, or a sharp chisel hammering against fragile ice.
"Gaaaah—!!!"
It let out a shriek unlike any human voice, laced with pain, fury, and even more piercing disbelief.
The commotion jolted Gao awake, but the first to act still wasn't him. It was Gaokesi!
Gaokesi, who had been gravely wounded with ease earlier, seemed to have gone berserk as well. She directly manifested a "virus hell" and hurled it at the enemy.
Compared with the ancient elf's attack, Gaokesi's attack couldn't be said to have had no effect at all. But if one had to describe its effect, it was probably only a tiny bit.
An eighth-order existence couldn't be brought down by her, even if it stood still and let her hack into it.
If Gao had been at his peak, there might have been some chance.
While diverting part of his spacetime processing power and injecting it into Gaokesi's body to ensure that she wouldn't fail to kill someone else and exhaust herself to death first, Gao selected "Confirm" on the "System."
"Confirm system reception!"
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