Chapitre 238: Power
When Thanos initially snapped his fingers, he wiped out half of all life in the universe. That power was nothing short of godlike.
Under Zane's expectant gaze, the system's immense power surged forth from the void once more.
This time, Zane did not focus his mind on the Infinity Stones.
Instead, he silently activated the SS skill [Mystic Eyes of Death Perception].
In an instant, an ominous red ring appeared in Zane's pupils.
Then, Zane intently stared at the mighty force enveloping the Mind Stone.
He attempted to discern the death points and death lines on this force.
However, to his frustration, Zane found no flaws despite straining his eyes to their limits.
It was as if this power did not exist.
Yet, having become a god, Zane could instinctively sense the system's terrifying might.
As the saying goes, "The higher you stand, the more you see."
Zane could now discern a bit more about the system's power, recognizing it as an unconscious energy.
No, it couldn't even be called energy; it was something indescribable...
If one had to use human language, it could be roughly described as a concept or a setting.
Beneath its seemingly harmless exterior lay a power capable of turning the world upside down.
Having poured all his mental energy into it, Zane's face turned deathly pale in an instant.
Even the divine spark within his soul began to tremble violently, on the verge of shattering.
Sensing something was wrong, Zane immediately closed his eyes and shut off his perception.
He knew that the system's power was not something he could handle at his current level.
If he continued to probe, his soul would dissipate and his divine spark would shatter.
However, Zane believed that one day he would fully comprehend the system's power.
He had come this far step by step.
From the initial fusion with the Space Stone, where he could only vaguely sense the system's presence,
To the fusion with the Power Stone, where he could clearly perceive this mighty force and make some conjectures,
And finally to now, where he could touch upon the essence of this power.
This was Zane's progress. If he had relied solely on the skills drawn from the system, he might have become invincible.
But he would live his life in a haze, never seeing the source of his power.
What kind of strong person would that be?
As Zane shut off his perception, the system had already suppressed the Mind Stone's subconscious resistance.
In fact, the yellow Mind Stone resisted less fiercely than the Space Stone.
This also showed that the Infinity Stones were not equal.
In the original story, the Mind Stone seemed to serve as a central hub connecting the other stones.
In the end, like its predecessors, it was absorbed into Zane's body without causing any ripples.
It was embedded into the third slot of the [Magic Furnace].
The moment the Mind Stone merged with the [Magic Furnace],
A stream of yellow energy, as gentle as a trickling stream, surged from Zane's heart.
It flowed throughout Zane's body, with most of it directed towards his brain...
This experience of fusing with the Mind Stone was completely different from the previous two stones.
Not only did Zane not feel any pain, but it also felt like a rejuvenating sauna, bringing comfort to his entire body.
Zane's body had long been reshaped and strengthened by the baptism of the two Infinity Stones, becoming as indestructible as a rock.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he could now arm-wrestle the Hulk in his normal state without any problem.
Of course, if the Hulk were to descend into an abyss of uncontrollable rage, only a fool would engage that monster in close combat.
Moreover, when Zane became a god, his body underwent a fundamental transformation, elevating him to a divine physique.
With his current state, handling the energy of a relatively less powerful Mind Stone was more than manageable.
Naturally, the Mind Stone also had its unique benefits.
Its energy now permeated Zane's body, continuously cleansing his mind.
The issues that had been troubling Zane's mind.
Such as: how to handle his relationship with Tony, how to face the ancient powerful beings as his strength increased, what attitude to adopt towards this world, and whether he should return to his orginal world that nurtured him once he reached a certain level of power.
These issues that had been weighing on Zane's mind were now resolved under the influence of the Mind Stone.
Zane had never felt such clarity in his mind.
It was like drinking a chilled soda on a scorching summer day—utterly refreshing!
Moreover, under the influence of the Mind Stone, Zane felt his understanding of the rules of death had accelerated significantly.
The barrier to becoming a six-dimensional being was now closer.
The realm of a mid-level god was now like a thin sheet of paper; with a little more effort, Zane could break through it.
But Zane suppressed his body and soul's primal desire to ascend to a higher-dimensional existence.
Even without considering whether he could successfully ascend to a mid-level god with his superficial understanding of the rules of death, even if he managed to break through, such a foundationless advancement would create countless obstacles on his future path.
It was better to settle down and quietly absorb the insights left in the divine spark by the previous god of death.
For a deity, Zane's current age was akin to that of a fertilized egg.
For gods whose slumber was counted in millennia, 26 years was merely a few breaths.
Zane becoming a deity at 26 was an unprecedented miracle.
Thus, Zane was in no hurry and had no reason to be.
Haste makes waste, and impatience never cooks a good meal—these truths apply at any stage.
In just about 20 minutes, Zane's divine body adapted to the addition of the Mind Stone.
Zane took a long, satisfied breath and opened his eyes.
This time, his eyes did not emit any divine light.
However, there was a subtle change in Zane's eyes.
It wasn't the legendary black hole-like eyes that could draw in souls.
The only feeling Zane's eyes now conveyed was cleanliness, a kind of profound purity.
Now, anyone who looked into Zane's eyes would instinctively feel a sense of goodwill toward him.
As they say, the eyes are the windows to the soul.
No one in this world would dislike someone with a pure heart.
At this moment, Zane felt an incredible lightness, an ease from deep within, as if nothing in the world could weigh on his mind.
It was like the feeling expressed in the words of the monk Lu Zhishen at the moment of his death:
"Bodhi has no tree, nor mirror bright. Since all is void, where can dust alight?"
In ancient times, the purpose of cultivation was not to increase one's destructive power towards the outside world.
For true masters, power at a certain level became irrelevant.
Ultimately, every great cultivator's journey was about continuous self-discovery.
Satan, before becoming the Satan, was just a rebellious angel.
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