Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 512: The Road to the Fifth Ring

A more accurate description is not lying down.

With two wings and four legs, this "dragon" has a classic dragon image. Its mountain-like head rests on the empty platform at the top of the tower, and the rest of its body is like a snake, entwined around the tower.

One of the nine pillars of Ye Nan.

He experienced the Seven Lands War, was a companion of the first Lord of Ye Nan, and was one of the original founders of Ye Nan.

The fifth ring [Transcendence], "Dragon of Ashes", Awaquin Feng.

As if sensing the presence of the visitor, the dragon's pupils slowly opened, and the dark vertical pupils turned, accurately capturing the flying shuttle.

A long string of white breath came out of his nostrils, and huge blue-black dragon wings, which were hundreds or thousands of meters long, suddenly spread out, driving the mountain-like dragon body to swim away from the tower.

A giant creature, conservatively estimated to be 700 meters long, came down from a man-made building structure. Even the slightest vibration during this period was enough to cause the building to collapse with a bang. This would be no more difficult than breaking a piece of sugar cane.

But nothing horrific happened.

The giant dragon and the tower were clearly close to each other, but they seemed like two parallel lines that did not intersect each other. Until they were completely separated, there was no slightest collision.

"Greetings." When the other party opened his pupils and looked at him, Anthony said respectfully, "The great, strong, majestic and dignified Apoquin Feng."

The dragon's face showed a human-like look of satisfaction.

[You are very sensible, Anthony. I like this about you.]

A strange voice suddenly sounded in Song Shi's heart. This phantom beast, which was rare in this world and had reached the fifth ring, did not sound hoarse or old. Instead, his voice was vigorous and full of energy, as if he was ready to go all night long.

The dark blue dragon flapped its wings and flew straight into the sky. Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a tiny black dot. After ten breaths or so, the phantom beast ended its wandering activities and descended into the world again. The black dot quickly grew larger in its pupils and landed in front of the shuttle.

The giant dragon that had just covered the sky and the sun disappeared, and in its place was a two-meter-tall half-dragon with a dragon head and a human body. It wore a loose robe and a milky white wool shawl draped over its right side, which significantly reduced its inhuman feeling.

"Anthony, you can take Lapis Lazuli to rest first, or go to Mamendala. Of course, if you insist on reporting as soon as you come back, I don't object, but that's too, uh, rigid." Awa Aoi said: "Then there is the new patrol inspector."

"Let's go." It shrugged. "He is waiting for you."

Anthony bowed again and watched the two men fly towards the tower.

There was no operation like "teleportation". The way Awa Aoi entered the tower was very simple. He flew in front first, Song Shi followed behind, and then he found an open-air platform about 1,400 meters above the tower to land.

Then it went into the room, pressed some buttons, and started taking the elevator.

“Ah, let me see.”

Awa Aoi fumbled around the inner wall of the elevator for a few times, found a button, then pulled out a row of folding chairs and sat down. Considering his body size, two chairs were needed to support him.

"It's time to file a complaint. Don't these people know to make the chairs bigger?"

"I don't think any normal person would think of sitting down in an elevator."

As Song Shi spoke, his hand also touched the button and pulled out the chair with a swish. As the steel slide rail moved steadily upward, the two sat opposite each other.

"We'll still have a while to get there, can you chat?"

Awa Aoi sat in a bold posture, with her robe spread out on the ground like a waterfall.

Song Shi thought about it for a while and decided to go straight to the point: "Who is stronger between you and Xu Yu?" "Good question." Awa Aoi scratched his chin: "We are both fifth rings, it's hard to say. But I think I should be stronger."

"Oh?"

"He was transformed from a human into a 'Panlong', and I evolved from a blue-tailed lizard into an 'Ashes Dragon'." Awa Kui said firmly: "Obviously, my route is more suitable and less repulsive."

"What an insincere answer." Song Shi sighed, "Let's change the question. You are one of the founders of Ye Nan and the current pillar. If you want, it is absolutely no problem to open up a 'Fantasy Beast Protection Park' or something like that in Ye Nan. Why don't you try it?"

"Your words are quite humorous."

Awa Aoi lazily leaned back against the wall: "Let's put it this way, there is a rabbit and a coyote, um, and a hunter. If the rabbit suddenly awakens its psychic power and becomes a phantom beast, which one will it kill?"

Before the other party could speak, it gave the answer: "Of course, kill both of them together."

"You humans are of the same species, and you can beat each other's brains out. We have hundreds and thousands of times more species of animals and plants, so why would you bother to care about the lives of other animals and plants?"

Awa Aoi yawned: "Anyway, I don't have the time for that."

"Of course, I am one of the Nine Pillars after all, and I have a high seniority. So, in any animal museum of a decent size in Yenan, there is a special blue-tailed lizard exhibition hall. I can't call for a ban."

Awa Aoi covered her forehead with her hands, and said helplessly: "If I shout a ban, I'm afraid that there won't be a single blue-tailed lizard in the entire Yenan area. And this makes it seem like I'm ashamed to talk about my origins."

"The Animal and Plant Administration even planned to include the blue-tailed lizard in the list of protected animals a few years ago." Awa Aoi was speechless for a moment: "I wonder how tenacious our blue-tailed lizards are and how many children they can have?"

"It's my turn to ask a question." It said, "Do you feel close to 'completeness' now?"

Song Shi knew what the other party was referring to.

Excluding special cases such as gifts from the path, for a normal psychic, the number of psychic skills in the first, second, and third rings are three, five, and seven respectively.

The fourth ring is not nine.

In other words, the fourth ring, [Sublimation], rather than a certain number, actually requires "completeness".

Just like eating a meal, some people need more than 20 tableware, a good environment, pleasant music, and attentive waiter service to swallow the food, while some people only need a pair of chopsticks and a place to stand to finish their meal with full appetite.

There is no high or low between the two.

In essence, either method is just a medium to assist "eating".

——The pinnacle of the fourth ring, [Sublimation], lies here.

Psychics who have broken through to this stage no longer have a definite, designated goal; they must use themselves alone as a reference in order to find the boundaries of "completeness."

Some psychics only need three or four psychic skills to achieve their "completeness", while some psychics, even if they spend their entire lives and have engraved more than a dozen psychic skills on the fourth ring, still cannot truly reach "completeness".

A variety of complex means may not be stronger than someone who specializes in one thing, but a unique skill that has been honed over and over again may not be able to defeat a complex and ever-changing force.

What truly determines power is always the psychic himself, not some definite, standard paradigm.

Sufficient, suitable, complete.

——This is the road to the fifth ring.

(End of this chapter)