Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

Chapter 1151 - 851: Beast Tide, a Sentient Aberrant

Li Zheng wasn’t sure if it was because Ma Long was tagging along, but this push deeper into the Sin Domain was absurdly difficult.

Not long after they set out, countless twisted beasts came charging from afar, launching a frenzied assault on Li Zheng.

Fortunately, these were just the outer-ring beasts; if it had been the Li Zheng from a few months ago, he would’ve had no choice but to turn tail and run.

But now, his growth speed was measured by the day. If Liu Qi hadn’t suddenly shown up to ask him out to look for the Nine Heavens Legion’s commander, Li Zheng could’ve completed another round of growth by now.

Because he’d only practiced the most basic part of his Demon Technique so far; the core content hadn’t even begun Cultivation yet, so the improvement to his strength was minimal.

Even so, with multiple Genetic Ability buffs coursing through his body, Li Zheng was still strolling through the outer-ring beast horde like it was nothing; those beasts in front of him were like vegetables on a chopping board, ready to be hacked and sliced however he pleased.

With a Black Dragon Spear in hand, spear shadows filled the space before him; every beast that entered the spear-shadow range was torn apart like rags, then turned into scattered chunks of meat underfoot as he stepped forward over them.

In the midst of battle, Li Zheng still spared some attention to observe Ma Long, and was shocked to discover that all the beasts’ charges were aimed solely at him, while Ma Long remained completely unscathed, as if the beast tide were ignoring him altogether.

"Don’t just stand there gawking!" Li Zheng barked. "Crack open those twisted beasts’ skulls and take out the Magic Crystals inside—those are good stuff!"

Skulls?

Ma Long blankly stared at the chunks of flesh strewn all over the ground, letting out a bitter laugh.

What damn skulls are left to crack?

Li Zheng seemed completely unaware of his own brutality; every strike was vicious to the extreme, using the Black Dragon Spear to pound the twisted beasts into a slurry of blood and meat.

The surging beasts were like ingredients on an assembly line, and Li Zheng had turned into a blender; the moment the ingredients were delivered to him, they were instantly ground into blood paste.

Ma Long even suspected that the Magic Crystals Li Zheng was talking about might be getting smashed along with them.

Even so, he still bent down and groped around in the sea of flesh, quickly fishing out a batch of crimson crystals.

With no capsule lodging anymore, storing these Magic Crystals became a problem, and Li Zheng couldn’t afford to split his focus to collect them while fighting at the front.

Without even thinking about it, Ma Long instinctively tossed the Magic Crystals into his mouth; his gums opened and closed, and the crystals vanished.

"Wait... this..." Ma Long was startled by his own actions. "What am I doing?"

He opened his mouth and spat, and those Magic Crystals came back out completely intact.

"It’s like there’s a space in my stomach?"

"Hold on!"

"What’s this fluctuation?"

Ma Long held the Magic Crystals in his hand. It wasn’t like he’d never handled these before, but his understanding of them had always been limited to the fact that they were the Outer City’s source of currency, and that the Energy inside, once purified, could be used to raise the purity of Spiritual Power.

But now that he was touching them again, he actually sensed an extremely friendly fluctuation from the Magic Crystals, making him want to devour the Energy inside them.

And that was Energy that hadn’t been purified at all!

"I... gulp."

Ma Long hesitated, swallowing a mouthful of saliva. "Why have I become like this? If I really follow my instincts and absorb the Energy in these Magic Crystals, what will happen? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

On one side, instinct was urging him to devour the Magic Crystal Energy; on the other, reason was warning him that he’d better not do it before he knew the consequences.

He wrestled with himself for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and suppressing the urge, storing the Magic Crystals away in that inexplicable internal space of his.

"These are spoils from Li Zheng’s battles. Even if devouring these Magic Crystals would be a huge boon for me, I shouldn’t embezzle his stuff!"

He glanced at Li Zheng’s back, still in the middle of the fight, and a flash of struggle once again crossed the depths of Ma Long’s eyes. "No. At the very least, before I get his permission, I can’t use these Magic Crystals on my own!"

Luckily this was the Anger Sin Domain and not the Envy Sin Domain, or in the time it took to think that, Ma Long might already have completely fallen to the desires in his heart.

Twisted beasts poured at Li Zheng as if they were endless, tireless, utterly without fear or any concept of life and death—only boundless chaos and savagery, devoid of all reason.

Even though the number of twisted beasts that had died by Li Zheng’s hand was beyond counting, they still charged at him at the craziest, fastest speed, trying to tear him apart and devour him.

Even if Li Zheng grew stronger by the day, he still hadn’t broken free from the category of "human." He wasn’t a god; prolonged combat still left him physically and mentally exhausted.

"I’m getting a little annoyed."

Li Zheng frowned impatiently as Thunderous Wings sprouted from his back and beat the air.

The Black Dragon Spear swept in all directions, flinging out great swathes of hazy, star-like sparks that scattered in every direction, like fireworks lighting up the sky above.

"Detonate!"

Li Zheng snapped his fingers, and countless sparks instantly Burst into surging Energy, erupting with a thunderous Explosion that kicked up a sky-high sea of fire and shockwaves.

Whoosh, whoosh.

The hooded cloak he wore snapped crisply in the violent wind, but Li Zheng’s figure remained steady in midair amid shockwaves like a level-ten gale, coldly watching the blaze below.

That one Blast had consumed a quarter of the Genetic Energy in his body, and killed an uncountable number of twisted beasts, yet through the flames he could still vaguely see countless more twisted beasts hurling themselves forward, Rampaging through the high temperatures.

"Too many."

Li Zheng looked ahead. The tide of twisted beasts on the ground was endless, with no visible end in sight.

Everywhere he looked, there were only those bizarre, asymmetrical, ferocious, disgusting forms of twisted beasts, as if every twisted beast in the depths of the Anger Sin Domain had been mobilized to charge this way.

Farther out, Li Zheng could already see stronger, larger twisted beasts rushing toward the area. Those things moved with even less restraint, carving bloody tunnels straight through; even the twisted beasts at the Red Magic Crystal level weren’t worth their notice, getting crushed under them as they passed.

"There are indeed a lot of twisted beasts in the depths of the Sin Domain, but they shouldn’t be this crazed. And also..."

Li Zheng’s eyes flickered. "They’re obviously all coming for me. Something has already sensed my arrival, maybe even guessed my objective, so it’s driving these twisted beasts over to block me?"

Who doesn’t want him reaching the depths of the Anger Sin Domain?

The commander of the Nine Heavens Legion?

Or some existence similar to that castle master he’d met in the Sloth Sin Domain?

"Why?"

Li Zheng couldn’t figure it out. There were clearly existences among the twisted beasts strong enough to kill him, so why didn’t they just make a move and wipe him out directly?

And also—

Li Zheng lowered his head, looking at Ma Long, who was diligently picking up Magic Crystals below.

"Why aren’t those twisted beasts attacking Ma Long?"

Was it because the presence behind them hadn’t given the relevant order, or because of Ma Long’s current state?

"Maybe my guess was right—Ma Long really has turned into some kind of twisted body."

Some kind of twisted body that still retained reason.

Which meant...

He’d actually managed to master the Great Sin Rules?

"Mastering the Great Sin Rules is absolutely not something simple. Even the researchers in the Outer City across history who studied this path never succeeded. How could the Nine Heavens Legion’s commander possibly have made Ma Long and the others master the Great Sin Rules in such a short time?"

If it were really that easy, the Emotion Storm wouldn’t even count as a threat; instead, it would be a channel that could make people stronger.

Just how many secrets does the Nine Heavens Legion’s commander hold?