Chapter 130: Infinite Mental Power
Groribas was still unaware that Melzargard had lost all response. Brimming with confidence, he looked at the intruder before him.
"So, you're the intruder, huh? I didn't expect you to break through Melzargard's blockade, but this is as far as you go! I, the great Groribas, am the strongest among the three top combatants!"
Standing before Chang Wei, Groribas had green skin and a featureless head aside from a mouth. His arms lacked fingers, replaced instead by gaping, tooth-filled maws.
Compared to his two colleagues, Groribas looked unmistakably like a disposable minion.
His special ability was spitting out powerful acid, and before coming to Earth, he had learned over twenty finishing moves.
"Oh, you seem pretty impressive. I wonder how you taste," Chang Wei said with a grin.
"Hmm?"
Groribas was confused by his words. The next moment, he realized that only his head remained.
"What… What just happened?!"
Panic and disbelief overtook Groribas. He had been taken out without a sound? Impossible! He was Groribas…!
For Chang Wei, the Invisible Killer had always been his most useful technique. Now that he could reduce its size to the molecular level, it was not only undetectable but also possessed unstoppable destructive power. There was no material it couldn't disassemble—unless it had no molecular structure at all.
In other words, only conceptual entities, pure energy, or some unscientific sci-fi material could resist Chang Wei's Invisible Killer.
"Not bad."
The Divine Light Virus devoured Groribas, analyzing his genes, but to Chang Wei, the results were hardly impressive.
What he really wanted… was that octopus!
Geryuganshoop!
"Groribas, something's wrong! Be careful, Melzargard might have… Groribas? Groribas!"
Geryuganshoop was just about to warn Groribas about the intruder. If Melzargard had lost contact, it likely meant he had already been dealt with. But Groribas' silence sent chills down Geryuganshoop's spine.
"Did he… Did he take down Groribas too?"
It was hard to believe. Then, Geryuganshoop sensed the intruder approaching.
The moment he perceived it, Chang Wei was already right in front of him.
"You've been messing around on our ship for quite a while now. Do you really not take us seriously?!"
Geryuganshoop showed no fear. His psychokinesis lifted debris around him into the air.
His ability allowed him to eliminate friction between his controlled objects and the air, enabling them to move at relativistic speeds without being destroyed by friction.
Tatsumaki couldn't achieve this level of control. If she attempted to hurl objects at relativistic speeds, they would be incinerated by air friction.
ONE-sensei even considered giving Geryuganshoop the ability to create black holes, but this idea was seemingly scrapped—after all, creating black holes was beyond what a "normal" high-level monster should be capable of.
"A little disappointing… Can't you sense it?"
Chang Wei suddenly spoke.
"What?"
Geryuganshoop hesitated for a moment before launching the relativistic projectiles at him.
"So, you really can't sense it… My psychokinesis."
Chang Wei's pupils shrank. In an instant, Geryuganshoop felt an overwhelming force pressing down on him, while his supposed relativistic projectiles were casually swatted away by Chang Wei.
"Relativistic speed" might sound impressive, but technically, speeds hundreds or thousands of times faster than sound still counted as "relativistic."
Light travels through air at about 300,000 km/s (or 3,000,000,000 m/s), while sound in air moves at about 340 m/s. That means light speed is around 882,352 times faster than sound.
So unless that octopus could launch objects at 880,000 times the speed of sound, Chang Wei wasn't impressed.
And that was impossible.
Light speed is the ultimate limit for matter.
Boros' Meteoric Burst was the real deal—calculations suggested it reached about one-third the speed of light, or 100,000 km/s. Even Chang Wei wasn't that fast, which was why he wanted Meteoric Burst so badly.
"Impossible… This level of psychokinesis…!"
Geryuganshoop struggled, but his psychokinetic barrier was effortlessly infiltrated and dismantled by Chang Wei's superior mental force.
"Perfect for offense, flawless for defense—that's my psychokinesis. Devouring you should make my abilities even stronger. Maybe I'll even reach the atomic level."
Chang Wei grinned.
Geryuganshoop let out a final, despairing wail before being ripped apart.
Then, Chang Wei absorbed everything.
As the Divine Light Virus went to work, the T-Virus surged into activity.
Chang Wei could feel his psychic power skyrocketing at an insane rate!
Before this, his psychokinesis was limited by Earthly biology. Without a reference template from a species naturally gifted in psychic abilities, the Divine Light Virus and T-Virus had been evolving blindly.
But now, things were different.
He had obtained the ideal psychic gene template.
Of course, Tatsumaki's genes might be just as valuable—he should collect some from her in the future.
Now, both viruses used Geryuganshoop's genes as a blueprint, optimizing and enhancing them.
As a result, Chang Wei's mental power expanded exponentially.
Previously, his psychokinesis could cover the entire Earth, his telepathy rivaled Professor X, and his mind control could dominate all of humanity.
But now—his power extended from Earth's surface to its core, allowing him to sense the planet's movements.
Even more terrifyingly, his range began to expand into space, reaching as far as the Moon.
If he wanted, he could drag the Moon down in a cataclysmic attack—"Lunar Drop."
The sheer scale of destruction was immense, but Chang Wei wasn't just about spectacle—he was all about having fun. If he didn't get a kick out of showing off, he'd feel uncomfortable.
"Hmm… Maybe I should carve something on the Moon for fun?"
Feeling the boundless torrent of psychic energy flooding his mind, Chang Wei smirked.
If his psychokinesis had once been like a deep well, constantly bubbling with water, now it felt like the well had burst, and an endless psychic ocean was surging forth.
No matter how much power he expended, it didn't decrease.
Even if he burned through eight-figure amounts of psychic energy per second, the amount regenerating was in the astronomical range—the kind that involved exponential powers of ten.
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