I Am Also An Extraordinary Creature-Chapter 1911 - 1311: No Winner?

The dusk nun watched Zheng Yichen, who was clutching his right eye, and her suppression of Tia paused for a moment, during which Tia, whose hands had been torn off and body nearly ripped apart, broke free.

Zheng Yichen crushed his right eye without hesitation.

The dusk nun fell into a brief stillness.

"Three...two—"

Tia’s clear voice echoed in Zheng Yichen’s ear, as if whispering beside him, but Zheng Yichen could see nothing now. In his perception, there was nothing existing around him.

The only sound was an unsettling tearing noise. Without his vision, time seemed to stretch.

Something was wriggling in the socket of his left eye, emerging and drilling into the hollow of his right eye socket. Lilith’s voice seemed to turn hoarse.

So, what’s the last number?

In the extended time, the darkness in Zheng Yichen’s vision gained a bloody hue. It seemed as if his lost vision was restored, but everything he saw was twisted and chaotic.

Information so dazzling it made him dizzy flooded through the glare, and everything seemed to pulse. It didn’t appear to be a normal environment but some sort of peculiar living entity.

His consciousness became faint and bizarre. In this stillness, Zheng Yichen unhesitatingly removed his own eyes. The texture of his eyes was different, now more like two pieces of special flesh.

Zheng Yichen couldn’t clearly define what these chaos power-generated eyes were. Though they restored his vision, it was far too abnormal.

The saying that vision isn’t important once a certain strength is achieved didn’t apply to him. When facing Dusk, without normal vision, he’d be done for.

Vision was crucial, but this bizarre vision only dragged him down.

Without his extracted eyes, darkness returned to Zheng Yichen’s world. He swiftly sealed up the eyeballs in his hand, wrapping them securely.

It was as if the stretched time returned to normal once again.

A soft ’zero’ sounded by Zheng Yichen’s ear, and a hand rested on his shoulder. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Oh no, this time Tia really appeared behind him!

At this point, Zheng Yichen found himself exhausted. He had sacrificed his eyes for two chances to fully interfere with Dusk, but he truly couldn’t withstand more harm from Dusk to gain more opportunities.

His eyes, eroded by Dusk, affected his vision so that he couldn’t see anything beyond Dusk, which seemed not that crucial.

But seeing beyond Dusk allowed him to behold the entirety of the Collective World, a sort of ’omniscience’ power, capable of intervention just by seeing, but this power was directly sealed by Dusk’s erosion.

Merely his eyes alone caused such a great impact; if any other part bore permanent cracks, his power cycle might be disrupted.

A disrupted power cycle would lead to reduced output, even rendering him incapable of significantly harnessing Dusk’s strength. Zheng Yichen didn’t dare take the risk.

Zheng Yichen concentrated all his strength; if Tia truly intended to take his life, he would have to use his last resort: merge all his strengths, then detonate the Core of Chaos, transforming himself through Dusk’s connection into chaos itself, ceasing to be human in the truest sense.

"It begins—"

Tia’s voice came from behind Zheng Yichen, accompanied by an ear-piercing crack. Zheng Yichen felt some kind of liquid splatter on him—it was blood.

Even nonconventional blood, when touched, could activate his innate ability, for it too was a kind of blood.

"You..." Zheng Yichen wanted to turn back, but his neck became exceedingly stiff, and Lilith’s voice vanished completely. In the pitch-black darkness, Zheng Yichen sensed his body and consciousness began to expand without limits.

A vast number of memories emerged like a spinning lantern, but unfortunately, his vision no longer existed. This non-existence was thorough; the flashing memories bore no ’images.’

He remembered Katrina, Liu Hongzhao, and the small white dragon vividly, but such profound memories were insufficient to transform into ’images’ in his cognition.

Consequently, during the flow and diffusion of these memories, had his vision been normal, the memories would unmistakably generate densely packed images, forming a long corridor of reminiscences.

But now he could see nothing. If his consciousness were not alert in this state, and if he couldn’t feel his strength, the power of Dusk, and the cracks left in Dusk, he would have made one last desperate move.

As the memories flowed massively, Zheng Yichen could perceive the transformation of Dusk’s power into a nature resembling the World Origin.

Something was undergoing reshaping, and his heart itched with curiosity to witness the process, but deprived of vision, he lost the opportunity.

Time seemed to blur, accompanied by a heavy sense of falling. Zheng Yichen’s expanding flowing memories quickly contracted, and two slimy things were inserted into his eye sockets.

The vanished vision gradually returned, but his current eyesight was less than a tenth of its original state.

Tia stood intact before him.

The surroundings had shifted to dawn, and a galaxy-like long river appeared in the sky, striking an incongruous contrast with this space of dawn.