In the starry void, to keep the abomination from fleeing, Zhao Cheng reached out and grabbed one of its steel tentacles. Before he could exert any force, the abomination severed one of its own limbs outright.
At the same time, the overflowing sense of terror surged to an even higher magnitude.
Clearly, compared to ordinary apocalypse lifeforms, the abomination before him was more sensitive due to its collective consciousness.
But even more horrifying was the endless stream of future information received by their sensory modules. In every single future, they were "cruelly" killed by the monster. That awareness endlessly piled terror upon terror into their consciousness.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, it would have been difficult for the instinctive fear to surpass the hatred for the Empire lingering in their residual thoughts.
Riiip!
Discarding the steel tentacle in his hand, Zhao Cheng swung his sword.
With one slash, heaven and earth united. Platinum radiance stained the universe, making space and time answer to his will, instantly freezing the abomination in place.
Then Zhao Cheng swung his sword again. This strike used the special effect of the Super-Dimensional Sword to sever the barrier hindering communication between himself and the abomination's consciousness.
Nothing was uncuttable—how could such an inconvenient thing be an exception?
Whether tangible or intangible, so long as it was something Zhao Cheng could comprehend, he could cut it. Whether he could sever it, however, depended on whether his own power was sufficient.
As he swung his sword, Zhao Cheng's will immediately connected with a vast and scattered cluster of consciousness. At the same time, immense and complex mental information, together with apocalypse factors, came flooding fiercely into Zhao Cheng's spiritual world.
Had this happened when Zhao Cheng was clearing his first instance dungeon, he would likely have completed his aberration