Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 388 Ancient God
"They have already completed the construction of the abyssal submersible track."

Chu Tonglu's expression changed slightly: "I heard about this project back then, but I didn't expect it to be successfully realized."

He held the ice, with shock in his eyes.

In a virtual network like the Abyss, the cost of building a megastructure is far lower than in the underlying reality, and wonders emerge in endlessly.

It’s just that Chu Tonglu didn’t often dive into the abyss, and when he suddenly saw the concepts in his past memories become reality, he could not hide his surprise for a moment.

"The Abyssal Submergence Orbital Structure, [Buzhou]." Lapis Lazuli's tone became cautious: "We must find a way to deal with it."

"The essence of this structure is equivalent to a data channel directly linked to the Shenzhi Tower network. In the event of an unexpected situation, the Shenzhi Tower network can quickly deploy reinforcements at any time, or the submerged personnel can use [Buzhou] to quickly surface and return."

"Are these the only functions?" Song Shi suddenly asked.

"Well, not only that, there are also functions such as 'buffering abyss pressure' and 'serving as a temporary base'." In Lapis Lazuli's field of vision, data streams rushed like a waterfall: "But the real threat to our actions is the most fundamental 'data channel' function."

Lapis Lazuli whispered: "Normally, this kind of Abyssal Submergence Orbital Structure should not reach Depth 4. Depth 4 derivatives can be dangerous to psychics in the third ring. Once they gather into a tide and collectively launch an attack, the structure will not have time to recover."

"The premise is that there is no [Consensus]."

Song Shi stood on an ice rock, looking into the distance at the huge pillars reaching into the sky.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of frosty wind.

"The consensus of the third ring. I smell a familiar smell." Song Shi felt the touch passing through his fingers, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously: "If it is really what I guessed, it makes sense that there are no derivatives nearby."

"——I have an idea."

Without giving the others time to be confused, the next moment, Song Shi raised his hand with a smile.

"The key issue now is that if we don't deal with Buzhou, reinforcements from the Tower of Divine Intelligence will be able to descend at any time. And the members of the Council of Knowledge currently in Buzhou can also use this to delay us, right?"

Lapis Lazuli said solemnly, "Time is running out."

"Understood." Song Shi snapped his fingers. "One last question. Can you confirm it? Those intelligent machines are located in Buzhou."

"That's confirmed." Lapis Lazuli said solemnly, "According to the current intelligence, Buzhou dived this time with more than half of the imprisoned omnics loaded."

"That's fine."

Song Shi began to move forward, with flames blooming around him.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Tonglu was shocked and asked subconsciously.

"Not thoughtful, not thoughtful."

The heavy sword was unsheathed, following like a shadow, and swelled in the wind. Song Shi laughed loudly.

"——Naturally, it's a strike, demolish it first!"

boom!
Twenty-eight sparks leaped out, and then four of them were extinguished at the same time, turning into a rushing stream of fire.

The blazing flames began to rise, with Song Shi as the center, and the red-gold torrent swept in all directions in an instant. The frost and glaciers that did not melt melted away in an instant before the torrent.

When the pure white snow melts, it turns into gray-black turbid water. Under the seemingly pure white and clean surface, the snow crystals absorb a large amount of dust particles. In a sense, this snowfield is also like this.

The essence of those snowflakes and frost is just piled up data blocks. How can there be pure white in a hysterical place like the "Abyss" at Depth 4?
These data are the product of "pollution". Under the seemingly pure white appearance, they are polluted information that can easily drive a natural person's mind crazy and cause their consciousness to collapse. Ordinary intelligent machines can go crazy after taking a sip of them one second ago. ——But at this moment, all these accumulated polluted data are burned up!
It was like throwing a branch that was not yet completely dry into a fire. The crackling sound swayed in the frosty wind.

Looking down from the sky, a spot of red gold suddenly lit up on the ice field, and then quickly expanded outwards, spreading like wildfire, and nothing could stop it.

The scorching wind blew in his face, and Chu Tonglu's pupils suddenly shrank.

With such momentum and such spiritual power, the "Nandou" simulation videos that I have seen in the past, which claimed to be able to bring the experience of watching the live battles, are simply counterfeits compared to this, and cannot be reproduced at all!
Only by seeing it with your own eyes and experiencing it personally can you truly realize what kind of monster this "Nandou" is!

If both sides are trying their best, and both are in the middle of the third ring, how many moves can they exchange?
Chu Tonglu took a deep breath and let the scorching wind rush into his lungs, letting the burning sensation invigorate his mind.

Because there is no time to think about this anymore.

Ahead, there was a prairie fire that was raging over an unknown area of ​​miles. In the rising sea of ​​flames, someone was laughing loudly and standing at the forefront.

Pure red-gold protected him, and the raging flames made him look like a god wielding fire in the ancient mythology of East Land.

And the next moment, the power of the torrent rose again!
The speed also soared.

——Psionic Skills: [Soaring to the Sky]!
Under the gazes of everyone, the god who controlled fire, with a torrent of flames, slammed into the majestic pillar that connected the sky and the earth in front of him with unmatched momentum!
Chu Tonglu once thought that there would be a huge roar that would shake the earth, but he was wrong.

In other words, the loud roar that should have resounded was burned out in the flames that filled the sky.

Time seemed to slow down.

The steel, indestructible giant pillar began to sag and deform in the middle section. Thousands of cracks spread from the outer armor. Strands of white light burst out from it, and turned into red gold in an instant.

Sharp fragments of flame tore the giant pillar apart piece by piece from the inside out.

Then came the collapse.

Large chunks of broken structures broke away and fell, creating a small meteor shower between heaven and earth. The burning debris dragged out beautiful streams of flames, bringing a series of heart-pounding roars to the snowfield.

After losing its main supporting structure, the Pillar of Heaven fell to the ground like a giant that could no longer stand.

In the violent impact, countless snow dust rose up, broke through the blockade of the frost wind, rushed straight into the sky, covering the surrounding areas, followed by a circular outward shock wave.

Then it stopped abruptly.

The violent attack roared desperately, but it was unable to move forward even a bit, like water hitting a reef. At the forefront of the shock wave, a woman in a black robe fluttering gently and with a lotus mark on her forehead walked out from the turbid dust waves.

Starting with her, the oncoming impact was divided into two, flowing to the side like a stream of water.

"Not good. Damaged."

The woman slowly looked around. The aftermath had not yet dissipated and all she saw was a mess.

"You are...Song Shi."

Finally, Dan Qingyan retracted his gaze: "I am Dan Qingyan."

She looked quietly at the young man in front of her and asked softly.

"What happened these days... was it you who did it?"

(End of this chapter)