Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 558 Before the Fall

In front of the double storms that destroyed everything, the majestic and powerful Dharma image slowly rose up.

It was like a full river or sea flowing backwards, with the [True Glory] Dharma image as the center, the red-gold flame surged endlessly and spread out with a boom, forming a Taoist temple.

The heavy killing passed silently, and the sparks gathered again in the Dharma Image's hand, forming a flame of hundreds of meters. With a casual slash, a scorching scar that split the sky was left, and it lasted for a long time.

In the dojo of fire, pillars of fire shot up into the sky, forming an unbreakable curtain that isolated both the electromagnetic storm and the mental shock.

Reginald speeding through the air in the distance was reflected in his glass-colored pupils.

【Liuliguan】Accurately analyze the other party.

The source of the electronic ghosts' release is located in the center of the hatchet's head, a pale sphere-shaped device that flashes arc light.

The other party took the initiative to place the extraordinary organ that bound the electronic ghosts outside the body. No, for a fourth-ring [Transcendence], the entire short axe was a part of the other party's body.

Perhaps if we find a chance to destroy this extraordinary organ, we can eliminate the attack of the electronic ghosts. [Southern Heavy Industry] possesses the singularity technology "Universal Printer", but Reginald's body does not contain this singularity technology, so once the restraint device is damaged, he will not be able to complete the reorganization in a short time.

"Twenty-two thousand meters."

Song Shi slowly pulled out the Heavy Killing with both hands. With the blessing of the True Glory Dharma Image, he had the same scale, enough to look straight at the opponent's huge body.

Steel and fire, non-human creatures with the same human outlines stood next to each other, and the power of psychic energy allowed fragile life to step majestically into the sky within a few decades.

"You are not specialized in aerial combat. Maintaining high-altitude maneuvers for a long time is a great burden for you. I will give you a chance. You don't have to put too much energy into maintaining high-altitude maneuvers. Just descend like this."

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

It was as if he had never known how to conceal his emotions, and his angry grin echoed everywhere.

The deep red iron color flowed through the power tubes, and the layers of armor burst out with strong and tough lines. Amid the low roar of the mechanical shaft, the iron arm raised the short axe, and Reginald, who had transformed into an iron machine, roared like thunder.

"Face me - face 'Red Corpse', and play to your strengths and weaknesses! I really love your temper!"

"Twenty-two thousand meters."

The color of the Dharma image changed instantly. The pitch-black flames turned Huanglie Zhengzong into a violent and ferocious god. Song Shi's eyes were filled with endless flames of evil.

"—enough to kill you before it falls."

No words needed.

Letting the rage run rampant throughout his body and mind, indulging the flood of emotions, Reginald chopped hard!

Then, the world washed by the electromagnetic storm suddenly rose with new colors. There was no retreat or avoidance at all. Song Shi slashed out with heavy killing. The mighty flames of disaster roared out, submerging everything along the way - including the electromagnetic storm!

Even those miserable fragments of dead souls were killed without discrimination by the violent murderous intent. The hatred born from "one person" at this moment, forcibly and undoubtedly overwhelmed the spirits of "thousands of dead souls"!

Yet these were only ripples.

The disaster raged and swept through, bringing with it ripples of aftermath.

The only target of these murderous intentions was Reginald.

In an instant, although he had already achieved a body of steel, facing the overwhelming black flames, Reginald felt a bone-chilling coldness all over his body. It was the despair of approaching death - how long had it been since he last felt this?

Then, Reginald was delighted, and his hard, mechanically spliced ​​face squeezed out fanatical lines. "I'm going to tear you apart!"

Obviously, some kind of enhanced psychic skill was activated, and the lightning wrapped around the short axe suddenly surged, almost condensing into a small materialized thunderstorm. Reginald grabbed it tightly, unable to tell whether he was chopping the axe or himself, and shook it forward.

boom--

If someone were at the scene and observed from a distance, they would be able to see a scene like this.

The dark silver thunderstorm dragged out countless twists and turns of arcs of light. Wailing and thunder sounded in unison, rolling and echoing. No one would doubt the power of this attack.

——Except now.

It was more powerful than a thunderstorm that covered the sky, more terrifying than the lightning that pierced through the resistance of the atmosphere. The pitch-black sea of ​​flames completely swallowed up the sky, and for a moment it seemed as if the world had fallen into the end of the world, deep darkness.

Then it pressed down.

Even the lightning was ignited and burned, the thunderstorm flashed wildly, but it could never slow down the trend of collapse. One breath, or one minute, after the last silver flash that tore through the sky, the entire thunderstorm disappeared in the face of even stronger violence.

In the gradually fading sea of ​​fire, a silhouette emitting black smoke suddenly emerged.

The previously strong and majestic mechanical structure is now in a much more miserable state. The thick armor layer is covered with charred black and broken at every turn. Dozens of thrusters have been extinguished and melted into ugly blocks. Even most of the short axe has been burned.

But he didn't die.

Reginald Barker still has a fighting chance!
Two streams of choking black smoke spewed out of his nose. Reginald broke and tore the tattered armor with his big hands as if he was tearing off dead skin, and smoothed it out forcefully. A meteor shower fell from the sky.

The troublesome surface armor layer was cleaned up, revealing the bottom layer, which was abnormally smooth and shiny.

——Psionic Skills: [Interactive Force Armor].

When it reaches the highest level, "Strong Interaction Armor", the holder will not suffer any damage even if he is hit by a super-high-yield nuclear explosion at close range.

Even though he is a fourth-ring psychic, Reginald Barker is still far from this level, but he still deserves the title of "quite accomplished"!
At the same time, blue blocks reminiscent of a honeycomb structure covered every inch of the mecha, like a piece of cling film carefully pasted on a tabletop, fitting perfectly. The ship-borne energy shield, "Guimoro's Shield", produced by the giant enterprise [Southern Heavy Industry], could only cause ripples to the heavy weapons in the usual sense.

With the combination of the two, Reginald managed to withstand the blow.

"——That's all? Then you'll die."

A voice without much emotion, purely declarative in nature, descended from the overflowing fire.

Song Shiping put the heavy murder in front of his eyes, and then fell down.

Twenty-eight flaming stars surround the Dharma image, like twenty-eight stars.

The flame that broke through the hundred-meter-high front began to brew the power of destruction, and a fire seed was pulled by it and flew down. However, compared with the previous [Bad Tribulation] and [Fire Seed], today, there was a new power influx.

It is shaped like countless olives and thousands of golden threads.

The [Emperor's Flowing Juice] stored on weekdays flowed out silently, turning into a golden river centered on the sun, and then poured into the heavy murder -

The image of "Taiyin" is like a stone that stirs up a thousand waves, the flames of disaster boil violently, and the killing power surges!
Current altitude: 17,000 meters.

(End of this chapter)