Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 418: All is Silence
The world seemed to be frozen, even the wind disappeared quietly, and no one dared to step in rashly.

".Grand Marshal."

After a long while, when the crown tassels were lowered again, the god managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"I'm afraid that's not a reason."

The Grand Marshal turned his wrist slightly and glanced at the other party.

He replied: "I think it is sufficient."

“Then forgive me.” The god’s whole body was flickering, but the words lingered on his lips and he couldn’t utter the second half of the sentence.

In the Donglu Republic, the eight-armed demon god that was over a thousand meters tall said nothing, but became more and more tense, even to the point of being stiff.

The Grand Marshal didn't look at him, but looked to the other side.

In the territory of the Council of Knowledge, on an open-air platform extending from a building hundreds of meters above the ground, a woman in a white robe raised her eyes and met the gaze of the Grand Marshal. She slowly loosened her hands behind her back, and stars twinkled between her fingers.

At this moment, a hand pressed on the woman's shoulder. She turned her head and saw Shi Quanwei staring at her, shaking his head slightly.

So, after flickering for a few breaths, the starlight finally dissipated bit by bit.

The woman in white robes, the Holy Sect of the Psychic Academy, [Corrector] Ruan Fa, seemed to have lost interest and no longer paid attention to Narijun. She turned around and left the platform without hesitation.

The Grand Marshal waited for a few more breaths, and everything was quiet.

He didn't say anything else, turned around, and He Xuan's sword flashed, creating a space crack. Wang Chenlie hurriedly followed and handed the military cap back to the marshal.

They stepped into the space rift and disappeared in Nari County, leaving only the god-man and the eight-armed demon god-demon looking at each other, and they saw the same incredible thing in each other's eyes.

——Compared to the last time he took action, the Grand Marshal has become even more unpredictable!

Even they, who were both fifth-ring psychics, could not see through each other's depth.

Beiting Defense Line, Tiandu.

".marshal."

Back in his own territory, Wang Chenlie couldn't wait to ask: "You just punched me."

Even though the opponent's punch just now was not aimed at him, the spiritual energy that burst out from it shocked him.

"After all, I have been in seclusion for so long." The Grand Marshal held up his military cap and said unconcernedly, "It's just an occasional gain."

"You, have arrived?" He Xuan suddenly asked.

As she said this, she stared at the other person with her eyes sharp.

"Who knows."

The Grand Marshal smiled and did not continue the topic.

"After a few years of inactivity, there are many more interesting people and things in this world."

He sighed and threw the military cap back to Wang Chenlie, who suddenly realized something.

"You've just come out of quarantine, and you're leaving?"

"Well, I plan to go outside and walk on the ground to take a look." The Grand Marshal touched his chin: "It won't take too long, right? I will be back in one or two years at most?"

"Of course, now I have to stay here for a while."

As he spoke, the Grand Marshal placed one hand on the back of his other hand, his face looking a little strange: "What happened to this generation of seeds? They let people beat Tiandu in one breath. It's not that I can't accept it, but..."

He looked up, trying to choose an accurate word, but in the end, the man sighed deeply: "Alas."

"Wang Chenlie was defeated in Wuxu." He Xuan suddenly said.

"I can afford to lose." Wang Chenlie's face darkened.

“It is a good thing to not be discouraged by defeat.”

The Grand Marshal smiled at He Xuan and said, "You [Balance], you have produced an interesting person."

He Xuan was startled at first, then frowned: "Your evaluation of Cha Keluo is so high?" "Yes." The Grand Marshal looked in the direction of the Enterprise Alliance and said briskly: "But there is still room for growth. Let's wait and see."

Wang Chenlie came up and asked, "Would you like to give another evaluation of Song Shi?"

The Grand Marshal smiled and nodded: "I'm waiting for the day when he comes to challenge me."

"——Wang Chenlie."

He suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"exist!"

Wang Chenlie's expression straightened.

"Pass my order. Before tomorrow night, gather all the seeds in the wasteland near Tiandu." The Grand Marshal said calmly, "Remember to use the 'Earth Phase' to prepare the battlefield in advance and make it more solid."

"clear."

"Yes, one group of lieutenants, one group of colonels, two battlefields."

"Put each group together, and let them fight without any rules. Only two winners will be chosen. Tell them to remember to kill them. I'll be watching over them, so nothing will go wrong."

The Grand Marshal adjusted his cloak and sighed once again.

"I came to take a look. I haven't seen you for a few years. How are these seeds doing?"

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A barren land without borders or belonging.

Thirteen thousand meters underground.

The deep rock that had existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years was pierced through, opening up a space. The boundless darkness was filled with bright white light for the first time.

"Cough cough."

Xu Yudu was leaning against the rock wall, having returned to his appearance as a middle-aged man, still in the dark blue work suit. The only difference was that the surface of his exposed skin was covered with cracks of varying sizes, and countless nanomechanical worms were wriggling, trying to fill the cracks, but there seemed to be some kind of force blocking them, causing the effect to be greatly attenuated.

"Hey, I'm fine."

He raised one hand to stop Song Shi and the others who were about to come over to help him. After coughing several times, his voice finally became clear again: "It's just some superficial injuries."

"Skin trauma?"

Chu Tonglu was stunned. His visual module magnified dozens of times and scanned the other person from head to toe. "Is this a superficial injury?"

"It wasn't fatal, and it didn't leave any indelible injuries."

Song Shi sat down on the ground: "For a fifth-ring [transcendent], it's just a superficial injury."

"Oh no, wait a minute." Chu Tonglu suddenly realized something: "Could it be that the Grand Marshal held back?"

"you are wrong."

Song Shi looked at Xu Yudu's injuries and slowly shook his head: "The Grand Marshal did not hold back."

"He just didn't use his full strength." The young man concluded.

"Hehe."

Xu Yudu let out a long sigh, as if he had finally recovered.

"He's really strong. He's worthy of being called that." Xu Yudu panted and grinned, saying coldly: "One day, I will definitely ask him for advice again!"

Song Shi clapped his hands repeatedly and praised: "It is worthy of being surpassed."

Although the Grand Marshal's punch was intended to send the opponent on his way, the punch was still real. Xu Yudu took the punch and took advantage of the situation to move to the wasteland outside the borders of the Pan-Eastern Continental Union. He then went ten thousand meters underground to open up a hiding space. It was a very exhausting move.

"You've done something great."

Xu Yudu also sat down and shook his head when he heard it: "Shangjian Yuansi is indeed far from the peak period, but after all, it is also the fourth ring. You just fought it. Humph, in the end, you really succeeded."

"Then I think," Song Shi said modestly, "it would be more ruthless to ride alone into the Pan-Eastern Continental Union."

(End of this chapter)