Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 560 Pay Attention to Me
Reginald, who also revealed his trump card and stepped into his "original true nature", now unleashed a more powerful force than Ottoro who launched the "manifestation of natural disasters".

"Ahahahahahahaha!"

Laughter - no emotion could be heard, just a wild laugh inspired by instinct. Along with it, the axe chopped down with all its might!
The strong electromagnetic storm and the wailing of the dead souls stirred up a whirlwind that covered the sky and the sun. As the axe was swung, tornado-like hurricanes followed, forming a horrifying scene like a natural disaster, and slammed into the black flame god in the distance.

How to block such an attack?
The answer is no need to block it.

Song Shi still maintained the posture of chopping down, and the heavy killing dragged out thousands of evil flames, like a waterfall in the reverse flow, washing the opponent from top to bottom.

Then, collision!
After activating the "Original True Nature", the Red Skeleton Mecha, which was even more than a head shorter than the True Glory Dharmakaya, swung its giant axe covered in crimson steam. Less than a breath later, it was struck by the flame that fell from the sky. The axe blade screamed, and slowly but unyieldingly began to retreat!

“Original authenticity is a good ability.”

The crimson steam was drowned by the murderous intent, and soon the axe blade melted in large chunks. The [Disaster Flame] blessed by [Heavenly Sun] had an extremely burning intensity, coupled with the destructive power of [Bad Tribulation], which even the superalloy could not withstand.

Realizing that he was being suppressed, Reginald, whose ferocity was aroused, did not fight hard. Instead, his huge axe, which had become hideous due to the burning, swung backwards. His martial arts, which obeyed his primitive fighting instinct, were no longer exquisite, but brought even more terrifying brutality.

But against Song Shi - how could this be enough?

"But the idea is really boring."

After the first strike, there was no process of drawing strength, building up momentum, and re-launching. Song Shi refused to even give this little gap, and forcibly continued with the spiritual energy, and Yan Feng struck again!
Boom! This time, there was no hope of saving him. The giant axe broke cleanly, and the surging flames of disaster pierced through the axe blade and slammed into Reginald's body, knocking him down to an altitude of more than a thousand meters in the blink of an eye!

"Original true nature? Is this even worthy of being called desire?"

The multi-spectrum observation system tried its best to find an opportunity, but it couldn't find one! Regardless of the damage to his breastplate, Reginald raised his red iron arm and punched forward with a punch that could literally shake a mountain!
The heavy killer collided head-on with the steel fist, and the energy within a radius of hundreds of meters suddenly shrank inwards, forming a depression visible to the naked eye, and then exploded with a loud bang. Sparks and high-energy particle flows were mixed and thrown outward indiscriminately. The sky for miles and dozens of miles was affected, pulling out a gorgeous aurora that gradually became lighter and darker.

"Everything in the past constitutes 'I'. What 'I' express and want is what I want."

Another fire seed was consumed, and the incredible speed brought by Chongxiao allowed Song Shi to cross a thousand meters and instantly approach Reginald again.

Looking from afar, the two sides are like a bat and a ball. No matter how wildly the latter spins, it cannot stop being blasted from top to bottom by the former!

Current altitude: 11,000 meters.

The roars like those of wild beasts fighting each other rang out.

The excellent internal balance auxiliary system allowed Reginald to stabilize his posture in a short time after being injured. But as if the opponent deliberately indulged him, the next moment he stabilized his posture, a new blow would come as expected.

The surface of the giant steel arm was flowing with scorching golden red, as if thousands of rivers of lava were flowing through it. It was a protective layer that was burned through and could not bear the heavy weight.

Even with the psychic skill [Interaction Armor] blessing him at all times, the opponent's incredibly strong killing power still pierced through and burned him.

Current altitude, nine thousand meters.

Compared to the destructive power on the real level, Reginald even felt that his brain was more fucking painful!
The violent and brutal murderous intent stirred his brain, and even the desire to return to his original nature could not suppress it. He felt madly excited and had a splitting headache.

Song Shi was stationed in the dojo. The long river formed by the Emperor's slurry had turned into a full moon shape at some point, condensing behind the young man. The image of "Taiyin" stabilized his mind, allowing it to push the [Disaster Flame] to burn more fiercely. The sea of ​​fire was boundless, as if there was no end.

Using the environment to coerce the opponent and burn him to refinement is undoubtedly a way to win. However, the young man did not do this. He chose to attack the opponent one after another and killed him!
The altitude dropped rapidly, approaching 7,000 meters.

The wind was howling and sweeping through the sky, but it did not dare to approach the battlefield between the two giants.

The environment is the opponent's home field, the energy output is inferior, the martial arts are significantly inferior, the injuries continue to worsen, and the teammates who were promised to come are nowhere to be found.
——But who made that rule? It’s fucking impossible to win this way!

The red-hot iron slurry was grasped by the five broken fingers and forced into the outline of a fist.

It was like a warrior who stood up when the sky collapsed and held up the world with his own strength. The thrusters on his back sprayed out a long tail, like a dazzling wing of light breaking through the air, which stopped Reginald from falling and even pushed him back up.

Soaring straight into the sky!

A huge amount of energy gathered at the top of the iron fist along the transport pipeline, and a large amount of radioactive dust was absorbed and rotated, like two dim suns. Reginald roared violently, his mouth stretched to the extreme, almost splitting his entire face in two.

The strong overload caused the already riddled fuselage to further disintegrate, and dazzling light burst out from the cracks all over the body.

"——Five thousand meters, you can say your last words now."

The sky, which was in chaos, was suddenly pierced by a ray of divine light.

Looking closely, it was a flame front made of deep black flames, extremely condensed. It was several hundred meters long, and everything was turned into powder wherever it passed.

The energy was accumulated, and with five fingers clenched, the broken iron giant raised his head defiantly, and Reginald punched out with a grim smile!

"Last words are for the dead!"

Many people looked up, and even the darkness could not conceal the surging flames. The sky suddenly lit up, like a short-lived sun. After the short-lived bright light, countless streams of fire drew brilliant arcs, setting off a fireworks display under the material shell.

Such a magnificent scene was broken by a "meteor".

But where can a meteor fall straight down?
Estimating where it would land, some people suddenly realized something and began to tremble violently. No one knew whether it was out of fear, excitement, or simply astonishment.

The burning trail traversed the sky and earth, and slowly descended. But this was just an illusion from a macroscopic perspective, its speed had already exceeded the speed of sound, maybe in a moment, maybe in a breath, from countless people watching, the meteor fell into the crust of matter.

The world stopped briefly, and then a low muffled sound spread in all directions, and the earth shook heavily for a few seconds.

The venue of the world's number one security conference turned from noisy to quiet as day and night changed.

The empty arena was shrouded in deep darkness. After a long while, someone pulled the switch and huge white lamps lit up one after another.

In the center of the arena, which had completely turned into a deep pit, a huge mechanical head that looked like a wild giant and had been chopped off by unparalleled violence stood silently, with the murderous light in its pupils permanently frozen. A young man stepped on the head, looking down, and put away his straight knife.

(End of this chapter)