Published: February 12, 2025
Ye Zhongming endured the turbulent blood surging in his chest and rushed towards the half-orc.
Over there, two of the three black shadows had already been defeated.
Aslan, who was watching this scene not far away, although convinced by the colorful man, still felt his teeth itching at the sight.
He had patiently and earnestly instructed this trash to quickly condense a second poison shadow, but this guy, with his dull appearance, had failed repeatedly, causing Aslan to exhaust his patience and leave in disappointment.
But now, look at his current state; where was the situation of being unable to produce a second avatar? He could even release four avatars at once!
This was something he and the colorful man had explicitly concealed back then!
This guy was not only able to solidify the shadows to the point of wielding weapons, but he could also unleash psychic impacts and increase their numbers!
Aslan did not know how many shadows this guy could create at most, but it was clear that it was not just two anymore. In the future, this ability in his hands could no longer be called double poison shadow.
The colorful man watched with eyes of various colors, realizing that this was no longer an improvement of the double poison shadow ability, but an innovation.
He couldn't help but recall something his teacher had once remarked many years ago.
The teacher said that the greatest surprises in the universe often come from those lowly races you look down upon.
Now, the term "lowly race," which carried obvious discrimination and insult, was no longer commonly used, but in fact, every race in the All Races of the Universe still thought this way.
Yet it was precisely these lowly races that possessed the innovative capabilities and unique self-abilities that the All Races of the Universe were gradually losing.
The half-orc facing the three shadows alone was one thing; he could blast them away one after another. But facing one shadow and Ye Zhongming was another matter.
For him, who also did not excel in psychic power, the psychic impacts produced when the shadows exploded made him feel a bit dizzy.
When Ye Zhongming approached, he proactively detonated the last black shadow, wanting to take advantage of the rigidity caused by the psychic impact and directly eliminate the half-orc.
But to his surprise, at the moment he thought it was his last chance, the half-orc suddenly turned red all over, his body swelling, transforming into a real beast.
As for the psychic attack, he was immune during this process.
Ye Zhongming instinctively took a few steps back, and with a loud bang, a sharp, tail-like object shot out from where he had just been standing.
Missing the attack, this drill-like tail swiftly retracted and appeared again under Ye Zhongming's feet.
Ye Zhongming dodged seven attacks in a row before finally getting a brief respite.
At this time, he was already at some distance from the half-orc, who had transformed into a monster, meaning that the advantage gained from the double poison shadow was now completely gone.
Before the light barrier, many people sighed.
Unlike the two golden masked warriors, among the spectators today, the chief logistics officer Yashinan was particularly fond of Ye Zhongming.
There was no helping it; during the training, Ye Zhongming's performance had been the most outstanding. Jikesu and Bashiru both had higher expectations for this trash, and so did he. One was a technical expert, and the other was a training expert. How could they possibly be mistaken?
Thus, when Ye Zhongming returned empty-handed, the grand chief of the Star Eye Clan, who was well aware of the double poison shadow ability, felt a bit disappointed.
There was no helping it; even if this ability could be improved, there were always some things that could not be changed. Each black shadow released had numerous restrictions; otherwise, the entire Star Eye Clan wouldn’t have been limited to just two shadows for all these years.
How many shadows had Ye Zhongming released in this battle? It should have reached its limit.