Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 172 I Know You Are Watching

But the shock lasted only a moment.

The consciousness honed by long battles swept away all negative emotions. Ivan aimed at the figure in front of him and clasped his hands together without hesitation.

Accompanied by the "puff" sound of airtight balance, you can see that, with Ivan's palms together as the central axis, a large number of micro pinholes open on his prosthetic arms, shoulders, and chest, which are densely packed and give people a distinct sense of foreignness.

A large amount of air rushed in, swirling around him at an extremely high speed, flattening the ground easily and disappearing layer by layer, until finally, all the air currents poured into all the pinholes.

——Then, burst out!

There is no sound.

After the air flow was drained and in a near-vacuum environment, torrential air streams at four times the speed of sound shot out from the pinhole. They were gathered into a line and did not disperse even after being shot out.

Psionic Skills: [Vacuum Zero Resistance].

Psionic Skills: [Convergence].

Psionic Skills: [Sharp].

There is no need to aim anymore, and it is impossible to aim carefully.

At the same time, he had to use all his strength to activate three psychic skills, which was his absolute trump card. This was also a huge burden for the man. The only thing he could do at this moment was to try his best to activate stronger psychic power.

"Dissolution".

The word "melt" can be used to describe it. In front of the rainstorm formed by a large number of air beams, the raging flames were pierced, and the only remaining broken walls and ruins disappeared in an instant - just like lead type being erased by an eraser, when the misty and white rainstorm came in, the only remaining broken walls and ruins disappeared completely.

“—This is more like it.”

Standing there, gazing at the rain curtain that covered the sky in all directions and penetrated through, Song Shi nodded slightly.

The psychic flames shot up into the sky. With the blessing of "Burning Blood", even if the opponent tried his best, he couldn't penetrate it instantly, and there was a slight delay. And following closely, there was also the air that was being "rendered" and its nature became more and more alienated.

With the combined blocking and slowing of the two, the speed of the storm's air beam is still very fast - but it is already "fast" enough to be responsive.

Use the Heavy Killing Slash to block the first wave of attack, and then summon the swirling flames to block and engulf the attacking air beams. Take the opportunity to retreat and avoid them. After two and a half breaths, the opponent's attack will be greatly weakened. Counterattack at this time can easily establish victory
Song Shi crushed a fire seed.

--tumultuous!

The red flames roared and surged into the sky. Psychic energy was once again pushed to its limit, transforming into a never-ending tide of flames that guarded their ruler.

Facing the violent air flow all over the sky, Song Shi moved towards the opponent step by step - and in front of him, the red-gold, almost pulpy sea of ​​fire took the lead and collided with the rainstorm!
If someone were to look down from a high altitude at this moment, they would be able to see this scene.

One was red gold, the other was misty white. The two completely different floods engulfed everything in front of them, and then collided with each other - the huge amount of spiritual energy seemed to collapse into a point, and then suddenly exploded!
Within a radius of ten meters, the ground instantly melted and sank.

With the wanton crushing of the two forces, the pit rapidly expanded towards the surroundings at an alarming speed.

“Not bad, but just not bad.”

Song Shi raised his head and walked slowly.

"Its 'potential' is sufficient, but it lacks something that can be called 'marrow'."

With every step taken, the flame tide would press forward, and with the sound of trembling and crackling, it would force the rain curtain of air beams to retreat a distance.

Ivan gritted his teeth. The endorphin compound in his body's drug pump had been completely drained. With a dose that was enough to cause sudden death in an elephant, he forcibly suppressed all the pain and cheered up.

Even, it gained some energy to speak.

The man sneered and managed to squeeze out a few words: "You, mother, bitch!"

"Not enough." Song Shi shook his head: "Not enough yet."

"Is that all?" He said, "The whole army was destroyed, and the leader and companions died in front of you. Even if there is no friendship between you, after today, all the bright future and brilliant life will be gone."

Song Shi took a step forward: "Where is the hatred?"

Ivan began to back away.

With the continuous pressure of the flame tide, the wind that should have been overwhelming was forced back little by little, and even began to have a faint "headwind" trend.

Song Shi took another step forward: "Where is the grudge?"

The man gritted his teeth and began to tremble all over.

The energy level of the psychic energy confrontation at this moment has surpassed any of his previous battles. He even thought that he should have fallen down earlier, but he has not fallen down yet.

Song Shi's voice suddenly rose: "-Where is the murderous intent?!" And Ivan roared in a roar with clenched teeth and blood spurting. At this moment, the man finally stopped retreating, and grasped the last, remaining psychic energy that was beyond the control limit in his palm, and transformed it into an unprecedented violent gale from his cracked skin and scarlet pupils!
Maybe it's a long time, maybe it's just a moment.

As the fierce wind gradually subsided and the surging red tide slowly dissipated, two figures stood in the center of the huge pit.

Soon, one of the figures stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Put all your killing intent into your spiritual energy, and turn the storm into a man-made natural disaster."

Song Shi looked at the other person and said, "This is a kind of 'marrow', which can also be called will. What you control is spiritual energy, not simple, natural wind."

"It is a part of me, the Psychic. If you want to kill me, can you have the killing intent in your heart but leave the arm you use to kill unstained?"

After a long while, Ivan slowly raised his head.

Most of his body collapsed, the prosthetic limb that replaced his left hand was in pieces, mechanical parts were scattered all over the place, and arcs of electricity flashed from time to time.

The most eye-catching thing was that his chest was completely hollow, and one could glimpse the scene on the other side - but inside the hollow, there were no so-called dancing nerve tubes or wriggling flesh and blood. Everything was burned to charcoal and was turning into ashes bit by bit.

Not only was he injured, but his spiritual energy was also exhausted.

Ivan took a deep breath and looked at the gap on the right edge of the abdomen of the person in front of him, which was caused by the air beam - that was the only injury he caused in the previous psychic bombardment.

".How much did you use?" he asked.

"Except for not using the 'Self-Immolation', this time it was pretty serious." Song Shi shook his head: "Your leader and you are not bad at all. Well, the name 'Anfu Axeman' should be something I can remember for a while."

Ivan was silent for a while, then grinned and said, "Fuck your mother."

Then he fell backwards, life completely gone.

Song Shi glanced in one direction.

As early as when Ivan made his move just now.

——The last member of "Anfu Axeman" has already escaped.

But Song Shi seemed not to care.

He walked slowly to Norman's body.

Fubo Energy has indeed invested a lot of money in strengthening it, and Norman himself can be considered strong - after so much time has passed, the "Ashes" have not completely turned him into ashes, and his corpse, which is stuffed with various implants, can still barely show the outline of a human figure.

Song Shi stopped.

With him as the center, a world of thousands of square meters was burning, the red-gold flames surging wantonly, engulfing and burning everything they touched. Under the illumination of the sky-high flames, everything was covered with a layer of gorgeous red.

"——I know you are watching."

At this moment, Song Shi raised his head and looked at the sky.

"It's already this late, are you still planning to continue hiding?"

Seven seconds later, in the silence, a pixel matrix appeared in the sky, flickering blurrily for a few times, revealing its true appearance.

It was a basketball-sized, light gray-painted rotor reconnaissance drone, and its optical camouflage system had just been activated.

No.
More than one.

At the same time as the light gray drone appeared, around it, one after another, the reconnaissance drones that had been keeping a distance from each other removed their camouflage and revealed their true identities at the same time.

Their paint jobs are different, including Enlightenment, Fubo Energy, Zero Network, Security Bureau, etc.
Tonight is noteworthy enough, so no one will be absent.

They seemed to be silent, but also seemed to be thinking.

While looking down from these "eyes", Song Shi inserted the heavy knife into the ground, then leaned down and grabbed Norman's head with one hand.

Snap.

With a teeth-grinding sound, Norman's head was pulled out by the roots, and bionic nerve bundles were pulled out from his spine and flew in the air.

Song Shi held the head and raised it high.

He looked around, his pupils seemed to be burning.

"——Anfu Axeman is right here."

(End of this chapter)