The leading aberration was like a monster leaping from a nightmare. Its eight jointed limbs kicked off the ground, and its body, a mixture of rock and metal fragments, carried a foul wind as it pounced straight at Ming Xin!
Its mouthparts, lined with sharp teeth and dripping corrosive slime, opened wide in a silent howl.
Its target was Ming Xin's neck, which still seemed to be repairing itself and was covered in fresh cracks!
Fast, tricky in angle, and carrying the cunning and lethality unique to local predators.
If it had been the previous Ming Xin, still seriously wounded, he would have struggled to avoid looking battered even if he could react in time.
But now—
Ming Xin, who had fused with Shadow Fiend's true spirit and begun reconstructing his body, had undergone a qualitative transformation in his senses and reaction speed.
Without needing to deliberately draw upon it, the instant the aberration's attack trajectory took shape—
An acute instinctive awareness of shadows and spatial currents, born from Shadow Fiend, flooded his consciousness like icy water.
He could even "see" the faint tremors of the monster's muscles as they exerted force, "predict" the path of the falling slime and the range of its corrosion.
He could "sense" the subtle disturbances in the surrounding airflow caused by its pounce!
His body seemed to possess an independent "memory." Before his mind could issue a clear command, it had already instinctively chosen the simplest and most efficient response!
Not retreating, not blocking.
Instead, at that critical instant, Ming Xin's battered body, already revealing a brand-new outline—
Moved with nearly impossible flexibility and precision, shrinking and twisting slightly backward to the side!
The movement was tiny, yet exquisite to the extreme!
The aberration's sure-kill pounce, its sharp mouthparts and dripping slime, swept right