My Pollution Above Yours

What was even more terrifying was that Ye Chuan's cognitive pollution was highly contagious.

Once an aberrant went mad, any of its kind scratched or bitten by it would instantly fall into the same madness.

The black tide of pollution no longer advanced toward the human defense line; instead, it reversed direction, surging toward the rift like an out-of-control black dragon.

Along the way, all the aberrants that had just crawled out of the rift were torn to pieces and devoured by their frenzied kin before they could even figure out what was happening.

"This..."

"Why is this happening? Are those monsters starting to slaughter each other?"

The entrance to the rift, which had been constantly spewing out monsters, had now turned into a meat grinder.

A foul, bloody stench permeated the air above the entire battlefield.

Ye Chuan had countless ways to deal with these bizarre entities, but he chose the most interesting one.

And that was to pollute them back.

After all, he possessed the power of pollution too.

His sister's power!

Just then, the black rift stretching across the distant sky suddenly began to churn violently.

The originally stable space began to twist, and a terrifying pressure, far exceeding a Level Ten Calamity, descended from the sky, freezing the air across the entire battlefield!

All the soldiers turned deathly pale, trembling uncontrollably, feeling as if their very souls were shuddering under this pressure.

Even the aberrants that were slaughtering each other instantly stopped in their tracks, prostrating themselves on the ground and letting out fearful whimpers like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In the center of the rift, a massive eye slowly opened.

It was absolutely not an eye within the realm of human comprehension.

Over ten thousand meters in diameter, its surface was densely covered with countless tiny, constantly darting pupils, each reflecting howling souls.

Just from being swept by its gaze, over a dozen soldiers with weak willpower clutched their heads and let out agonizing screams. Countless twisted illusions appeared before their eyes, foam spilled from their mouths, and they were on the verge of being polluted into aberrants.

"Oh?"

Ye Chuan frowned and casually waved his hand.

A black-and-gold barrier of chaos silently unfurled, enveloping all the human soldiers within it.

The illusions and mental pollution invading their minds dissipated instantly. The soldiers immediately felt a wave of relief, panting heavily as they looked at Ye Chuan with eyes full of near-fanatical awe.

"&...)&)(&**&*))..."

"What are you babbling about?" Ye Chuan crossed his arms. "You, come here."

"...%...(*...&foolish&..."

"You, *& foolish bug."

A cold voice echoed directly in everyone's minds.

The massive eye slowly rotated, and from deep within the rift, an indescribable figure slowly crawled out.

It had no fixed form, sometimes turning into a mass of constantly writhing black flesh, and other times shifting into countless intertwined black tentacles, with a human face growing at the tip of each one.

If one stared at it for more than three seconds, their sanity would begin to drain rapidly. The brain would forcefully attempt to translate its form into something comprehensible, only to accelerate a mental breakdown.

This was the kin of the Outer Gods, the Apostle of the Outer Gods.

"Who are you?" The voice of the Outer God's Apostle echoed again, its countless human faces speaking simultaneously to form a bizarre harmony.

"There is no existence like you in this starfield. Your soul fluctuations do not belong to any known dimension. Where do you come from?"

"China," Ye Chuan said flatly.

He had seen indescribable horrors a hundred times more terrifying than this in bizarre instances. The kin before him was, at best, a mere child in comparison.

"China?" The Apostle fell silent for a moment as the countless eyes on its body darted rapidly. "Never heard of it, but it does not matter...

Your soul is delicious, purer and more powerful than all the souls on this planet combined. Offer your soul to me, and I can make you my chief apostle to rule over this lowly starfield."

Before it even finished speaking, it abruptly thrust out thousands of black tentacles, lashing toward Ye Chuan like venomous snakes.

Wherever the tentacles passed, space itself was corroded, filling the air with a nauseating stench of decay.

Simultaneously, an invisible wave of mental pollution surged toward Ye Chuan like a tsunami.

Lin Xi and Lei Zhan watched in terror from within the barrier.

Even separated by the barrier of chaos, they could feel the sheer terror of that mental pollution, leaving their scalps tingling and their bodies shivering with cold.

However, Ye Chuan merely stood in place, completely motionless.

Before those tentacles could even touch his body, they were shredded into the finest particles by the chaotic power that automatically surfaced around him.

"Is that all you've got?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of disappointment in his tone. "Your pollution is worse than my sister's hand-me-down toys."

He snapped his fingers.

"Cognitive pollution—"

A pollution ten times stronger than before instantly backlashed onto the Outer God's Apostle.

This time, it was no longer simple madness.

Rather, it directly twisted the very essence of its existence.

The human faces on the Apostle began to contort and merge, turning into unrecognizable, horrific visages that let out even more agonizing wails.

Its form became even more chaotic and indescribable; even it could no longer control its own body.

"No! Impossible!" The Apostle let out a scream of absolute terror, its countless eyes widening simultaneously. For the first time, its voice carried pure fear.

"How do you possess this kind of power?! You are not an Outer God. What in the world are you?!"

It turned to flee back into the rift, but its body had already begun to devour itself uncontrollably.

"Me?" Ye Chuan smiled and slowly raised his right hand. "Hmph, trying to escape? Since you're here, you might as well stay."

A speck of pure black chaotic power condensed, pierced through space, and blew a hole right through the entity.

The moment the Apostle's massive body came into contact with the black light, it began to annihilate bit by bit.

From its tentacles to its body, from its eyes to its human faces, there was no room for resistance. Like snow meeting the scorching sun, it silently faded into nothingness.

Not a single trace or the slightest energy fluctuation was left behind.

Covered by the black light, the massive eye also slowly closed, eventually dissipating into the air.

The battlefield fell into a dead silence once more.

Everyone stared blankly at the black silhouette in the sky, their minds completely blank.

The Apostle of the Outer Gods was just... gone?

It couldn't even take a single move?

Wasn't that supposed to be a terrifying existence recorded in legends?

It took a full half-minute before deafening cheers erupted once again, louder and more fanatical than ever before.

"Long live!"

"We won! We finally won!"

"A miracle! This is a true miracle!"

Lin Xi stared blankly at Ye Chuan's back, her heart filled with relief.

Relieved that she hadn't made an enemy of him back then, and relieved that this powerhouse from an unknown world had chosen to stand on the side of humanity.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late. Mr. Ye was a good person.

He definitely wouldn't harm the human race.