The infusion of endless pure spiritual energy seemed to inject an inexhaustible source into his consciousness. Chen Xiao's spiritual energy instinctively devoured and absorbed this "nutrient" that suddenly fell from the sky, rapidly expanding and growing stronger.
Finally, when the condensation of spiritual power reached a certain level, the rate of increase began to slow down.
It's like blowing up a balloon. It's easy when you start blowing air into it, but once you reach a certain point, it becomes increasingly difficult to blow air into it.
However, that boundless spiritual power continued to surge in like a vast ocean.
Chen Xiao still stood there like a wooden sculpture, but his face was no longer blank; a trace of instinctive pain was faintly revealed between his brows.
At the same time, the totem-like patterns on his face turned crimson, looking like two burning flames from a distance.
Fireworks' hand remained pressed against Chen Xiao's forehead, but her slender fingertips began to tremble slightly. The surrounding spiritual energy, like a thick fog, continued to flow rapidly into Chen Xiao's body, converging towards his consciousness space.
Fireworks' face did not become haggard; instead, her cheeks had a rosy glow like when she was full of energy, as if she had unleashed boundless energy from her body. This unleashed energy quickly continued to surge towards Chen Xiao.
Almost there, almost there, a little faster.
Fireworks felt a little anxious.
Her mental strength is a gifted ability, stored in a way completely different from ordinary people.
Ordinary people cannot "store" their mental energy; it is always in a state of consumption. When a person's mental energy is greatly depleted, they feel tired and usually try to recover through sleep.
However, this recovery has a limitation: a maximum limit.
In other words, assuming a person's mental strength index is 100, after a person consumes a lot of mental strength and then sleeps or rests to replenish it, the maximum recovery value can only be 100.
This is an innate restriction and constraint that has always bound humanity.
However, as a special being, Fireworks is not subject to this limitation due to her innate ability; that is to say, she can infinitely recover and even store spiritual energy!
Just like a magician in a game, an ordinary ability user has a limited amount of MP, while Fireworks has an unlimited amount of MP, but she cannot cast spells despite her unlimited MP.
Fireworks glowed with a rosy light, but a hint of anxiety lingered in their eyes.
This is fireworks.
The most useless X-level powerhouse, yet possesses the most powerful mental strength in the world.
This is her only chance.
Seeing a trace of pain finally appear on Chen Xiao's face, Yan Hua could still feel that the spiritual power she had injected was being devoured by Chen Xiao's consciousness space as "nourishment".
If Chen Xiao were conscious, he would immediately take control of himself and reject or even expel these excessive "nutrients." However, at this moment, he was in a strange coma, in a state of unconsciousness, while his body's instincts continued to devour these endless "nutrients."
It'll be soon, very soon.
Fireworks' complexion grew increasingly rosy and radiant, and her eyes shone brightly, a sign that she had pushed her spiritual power to its limit!
It'll be finished soon.
The lines on Chen Xiao's face, the two flames that seemed to be burning so intensely they were about to burst out of his body, and his originally cold forehead were now burning hot.
When the moon is full, it is overflowing.
These four words flashed through Yan Hua's mind. Then, she took a deep breath, her eyes blazing with fire, and silently unleashed the last remaining power in her consciousness, preparing to deliver the final blow.
It is foreseeable that after this final infusion of spiritual energy, Chen Xiao's consciousness space will completely collapse.
The collapse of consciousness space will directly plunge a person into a state of death. Even if their physical abilities survive, the death of the brain has already signaled the end of all their fate.
So this is the final blow.
I've finally finished.
At that moment, less than ten meters away from Yan Hua and Chen Xiao, a soft, painful groan came from a clump of grass and trees that was a little over a meter tall.
A huge head shook slightly, and then finally, on that face full of pain, a pair of small eyes struggled to open.
This big-headed guy was unlucky enough to be shot away by Chen Xiao's spear in his rage, but he actually landed in this bush far away. He was seriously injured and unconscious by Chen Xiao's attack, and he didn't make any sound after that. When Fireworks and Peacock arrived here, they didn't even notice that there was a person who had fainted in the bush.
As for Big Head, due to his unconsciousness, his originally considerable supernatural abilities had also vanished, allowing him to evade Peacock's keen energy detection.
Just as the fireworks finally unleashed their deadly attack on Chen Xiao, and that last ounce of spiritual power was about to shatter Chen Xiao's consciousness space, the big-headed man woke up.
It has to be said that this is yet another tragic joke played by fate.
Five top experts were all around, and with the most sensitive detectors created by a mad scientist like Shi Gaofei, all five experts possessed the ability to detect nearby enemies using their aura.
But a large head, unconscious, severely injured, and dying, somehow escaped all of this detection.
Moreover, at the very moment when he should not be disturbed, this nobody—this guy who was as insignificant as an ant in the eyes of the five S-level powerhouses, Chen Xiao, and even Yan Hua—woke up!
Big Head rubbed his eyes hard. When he struggled to sit up, just taking a breath sent shivers down his spine. Was his bone broken? Was his lung damaged? Or were his internal organs ruptured?
Big Head was terrified. His only thought was to take advantage of his lucky survival and get out of this hellish place as quickly as possible!
But when he looked up, he saw that not far away, the black-winged demon, the one who had almost killed him with the spear, was standing there motionless, his back to him.
Big Head suddenly felt his hands and feet turn ice cold, and thought to himself that his life was over.
Unfortunately, Chen Xiao's transformed form was now quite tall, standing over two meters tall, with a pair of large black wings. His large head was positioned right behind Chen Xiao, and his figure blocked the view of the fireworks standing in front of him. For a moment, no one noticed the fireworks.
However, the scene that seemed to be shrouded in smoke made Big Head somewhat apprehensive.
What is this demon doing now?
Big Head wanted to run, but when he saw Chen Xiao less than ten meters away, his legs felt like they had been deboned, and his feet went weak. How could he possibly walk? Moreover, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. Even if he tried his best, he probably wouldn't be able to take more than a few steps.