Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 147 No Survivors
"——Agalemare, tell me what you think of [One-third of Luck]."

Song Shi's voice rang out amid the whistling air current.

He drove his motorcycle across the desolate rocky land, and the strong wind swept over him, making his clothes rustle.

"Wait, wait a minute—" Agaremar was sitting in the back seat. After hearing Song Shi's words, he hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but shouted: "It would be better to talk about this later!"

He turned his head and looked at the jeep behind him. The license plate and logo of this old-fashioned jeep were completely worn off. It was hanging far away from him several hundred meters away at the same speed, but not too close.

"Are you afraid?" Song Shi asked back.

——The gun barrel on the opposite side is almost sticking out of the car window!

Agalemare shouted in his heart.

"Then you should wait until later before getting scared." Song Shi said, "There will be more people entering later than just the ones behind."

"Is there anyone else?!"

"When I asked about the location of the extinct volcano, other people nearby heard it." Song Shi said in a relaxed tone: "Do you know how the ancients hunted? One group was responsible for ambushing in front, and another group was responsible for chasing from behind, driving the prey to the predetermined location."

"——What about us now?!" Agaremare's expression tensed.

Song Shi sighed.

"I was originally planning to teach you about psychic skills. Although I am a great source, I should at least know more about revelation than you do now."

"But you have to warm up a little."

Amidst the sudden change in Agaremar's expression, a terrifying heat suddenly enveloped him. He tried his best to open his eyes, only to see red-gold flames gushing out from Song Shi's body, and one flaming star after another appeared and burned!

Song Shi put his two fingers together and moved them backwards.

The next moment, flaming stars fell like rain!

At the moment when the flames surged, the jeep behind reacted and turned sharply to the right to avoid it. At the same time, someone leaned half of his body out and raised his gun to shoot at the flames.

Some of the flaming stars were shot up in mid-air in advance, or directly avoided by the jeep, but not all of them were avoided in the end.

So, the dust settled.

--boom!

Several flames hit the jeep directly. At the critical moment, someone did not hesitate to open the door and rushed out of the jeep. Before he could find a chance to fight back, the jeep exploded like a firework, and wisps of flames splashed around.

Those who jumped out of the jeep in advance would also be contaminated and drowned.

For cyborgs who have undergone various modifications and implanted prostheses, "flame" and "burning" are no longer fatal. Even the slogans of many bionic skins emphasize resistance to cutting, acid corrosion, burning, etc.

This is especially true for those who make their living on the wasteland by force.

They don't care about cyberpsychopaths. They only know that if their prosthetics are not enough or powerful enough, they will die - their bionic skin and subcutaneous carapace combination is used for bulletproofing.

But today is different from usual.

With the blessing of [Burning Blood], the effect of [Ashes] is also enhanced.

However, in the blink of an eye, the few wisps of flames that had been stained on his body, which he had originally ignored, quickly expanded, swelled with the wind, and engulfed the entire person. Amid screams of terror, everything turned into black ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Only a few breaths passed from the time flames burst out around Song Shi to the time the jeep was completely burned.

Agalemaal's eyes were still wide before he could even fully react.

"This, this..." He murmured in an unbelievable tone, "Is this psychic power?"

At this moment, he felt an indescribable surge of emotion in his heart. He remembered that the other party had said that he was at the second ring—but only at the second ring! And he was now at the first ring, which meant he was only one step away.

As long as I wait to be promoted to the second ring, doesn’t it mean that I can also become so strong?
He was greatly excited.

——Psychic power is really promising!
As if he had guessed what the other party was thinking, Song Shi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything to extinguish the other party's fantasy.

"Can you drive?" he asked suddenly.

"Ah uh, I will I will!"

Agalemare reacted and nodded quickly.

"Now it's your turn to drive." Song Shi said, "Twenty minutes later, you put me down and find a place to hide. Then wait another five minutes and you can come to the volcano."

"Ah?" Agalemare was stunned: "Aren't you going to talk about psychic skills?"

"You only have one chance, if you miss it, it will be gone."

Seeing Agalemare's stunned expression, Song Shi laughed, pulled out the heavy sword next to the motorcycle, and pressed it into his chest with "Refining Soldiers into the Body".

"Just kidding, but I did change my mind." Song Shi raised his eyes and looked forward: "The rest of the people confirmed our direction, and we are indeed heading to the extinct volcano - now they are all gathered there, waiting for us."

"Should we change direction now?" "Didn't I say that?"

Song Shi smiled and said, "Kill them all."

"The ritual described is to awaken a dormant volcano, but when it comes to historical and conceptual rituals, 'blood sacrifice' is a long-standing and fine tradition of our human race. If we stuff all these people into the crater, maybe the ritual will be more successful?"

Agalemare swallowed and dared not speak.

Thirty minutes later, when a human figure appeared in Yi's eyes, the man who had been lying in ambush for a long time with a rifle in his pocket could not help but become confused.

——No weapons?
The young man walking towards us from a distance was carrying no guns or cold weapons, and even his prosthetic body could not be identified.

Is it a prosthesis specially designed for bionic effects? Or is it an implant completely buried in the body?

He muttered to himself.

At this moment, someone suddenly said a few words on the makeshift communication channel, which was immediately widely recognized.

The man was no exception; he remained in ambush, slightly raising his crude-looking assault rifle, but neither fired nor showed up.

Soon, when the young man in the distance was about to step into the land covered with light gray soil near the extinct volcano, a figure jumped out on his own initiative. Twenty meters in front of Song Shi, the two looked at each other.

"Song Shi, right?"

At least from the outside, the person who jumped out was not very old, probably in his twenties. Both his hands had been replaced with prosthetic limbs, his upper body was a leather jacket, and in his arms was a dark blue assault rifle.

He looked at Song Shi and said, "I know you."

"Oh?"

Song Shi stopped.

"You are from the Enlightened Ones." He said firmly, "The Security Bureau has issued a wanted warrant before. Although it has been revoked now, I haven't forgotten it."

Song Shi was actually a little curious, and asked with interest: "Since even the Security Bureau has revoked my wanted order, how dare you show up here? Aren't you afraid?"

"Why aren't you afraid? I heard that you, the Enlightened, have been causing trouble recently. You even took away Emerald Pharmaceuticals. The Security Bureau certainly doesn't want to get into a conflict, so they issued a wanted order." He interrupted Song Shi and laughed, "We are very scared."

"So, brother, let's put it this way." He showed the gun in his hand, and said with a tolerant tone of confidence: "We really don't intend to be enemies with you, the Enlightened Ones. If you give us the savings of that guy Lanter, no one will get hurt."

Song Shi asked: "Anything else?"

"Indeed there is one." He laughed again: "It doesn't matter what the boy you brought out is called, you have to hand him over to us."

He looked behind Song Shi and said, "Well, where did you hide him? Tell me, and you can leave now. How about that? Pretty good deal, right?"

"One, two, three, seven people."

Song Shi nodded, as if he had finally finished counting something.

At the moment when the opponent suddenly changed and retreated violently, Chongshi appeared silently, and in the blink of an eye, he dragged a streak of red gold in the air.

——Then, cut the opponent!

Whether it was the subcutaneous carapace, the inner bulletproof vest, or even the rifle that was barely held up, they were all like a piece of butter before the heavy killing, easily cut and melted.

"Forget about it, we'll talk about it in the next life."

He pulled the heavy sword out from the opponent's chest and turned it casually, and the barrage of bullets from the distance was whistling towards him.

The blazing flames flowed between his five fingers. Song Shi swept his left hand to the right, and the flames rising into the sky instantly obscured his figure.

"You haven't even figured out the most basic target information, and you're thinking about taking action—"

With one sword, he cut through the blocking tactical dagger and crushed the opponent's heart. With another thought, he shot several flaming stars in another direction.

Amid the hail of bullets, Song Shi continued to maneuver at high speed, waving flames, and his voice sounded in a clear but disappointed tone.

"——You have such low quality, there is really no reason for you to live."

Finally, someone couldn't hold on any longer and turned around and climbed onto his vehicle to escape, but at some point, Song Shi appeared next to the vehicle.

He was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that he was the only voice left in the communication channel.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

The man's answer was to open fire!
So, Song Shi nodded, turned to avoid the muzzle of the gun, and condensed into a line of fire that pierced through the opponent, turning it into ashes.

"Ugh"

At a certain moment, the roar of a locomotive engine sounded from the end of the horizon.

The heavy weapon was inserted into the ground and stood upright. Song Shi slowly sat down on a bare rock, looked up at the sky, and sighed:
"It's boring."

(End of this chapter)