Control Strings

Seeing the blood sword's disintegration race all the way down its blade, Ye Chen, a hundred meters away, immediately flung aside the hilt in his hand. He could only watch as it exploded before him into countless crimson building blocks.

(As expected, this Clown's ability does not target merely living human bodies. Whether environmental objects or products of energy, he can turn them all into building blocks, then dismantle them completely from the inside out!)

Through his first exchange with Ding Moluo, Ye Chen immediately gained a deeper understanding of the former's ability.

Moreover, the Clown's technique could spread across the surface of whatever it infected like a plague.

Once Ye Chen's body was caught up in it, his limbs and bones would naturally collapse in an instant just like that crimson greatsword before him, leaving him to share Dusarien and the others' fate of dying without even a whole corpse!

(I absolutely cannot let his ability strike my body directly.)

With that thought, Ye Chen swiftly leaned back and retreated, putting distance between himself and Ding Moluo in one breath.

(But another problem has arisen. That pair of crosses he summoned just now must be his Labyrinth Relic, yet all he did was casually wave them. He did not release anything tangible, but that alone was enough to dismantle my greatsword attack out of thin air. What medium, exactly, does this ability use to transmit its effect?)

And just as Ye Chen's mind raced, Ding Moluo bent forward and gave chase, his face thick with baleful qi.

The "Misfortune Manipulators" floating at either side of Ding Moluo's body suddenly each spun once. Immediately afterward, a vast swath of exceedingly obscure energy fluctuations surged through the air straight at Ye Chen.

Sensing that invisible disturbance beyond the reach of the