Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 683 Ming Xianyuan

Then, the sea of ​​light, boiled.

"Well!"

Song Shi only had time to groan before the strong wind blew him away. No, to be precise, the temperature, pressure, particle flow and everything else, as well as the "environment" itself, suddenly rioted, like a huge solar storm at the center of the earth, and all things were annihilated into dust.

The spherical sea of ​​light, which was measured in thousands of miles, had ripples on its surface, which turned into huge waves in an instant. The floating silk light bands broke bit by bit, and the outer shell made of pure light slowly shattered.

It's like something is about to break out of its shell.

In the storm like a natural disaster, Song Shi tried his best to gather his spiritual energy, first displaying a defensive posture, and then changing to a softer posture that was close to integration and compliance. The power brought by the boiling sea of ​​light was too terrifying. If he was still in his prime, he would have to go up and hit it hard twice, but his current state was not very good, so he was forced to give up this tempting idea.

Could it be that just being in a bad mood when waking up in the morning has such a powerful effect?

It's really worthy of being called Dayuan
Song Shi thought with satisfaction, as he was tossed around by the storm and flew everywhere like a bunch of light dandelions.

It was also at this time that the sea of ​​light stopped boiling briefly, and a ball of light rose in the center.

Song Shi suddenly reacted to the pure white light. No other factors interfered with his perception. After observing closely, he could see what the essence of this so-called "pure white" was.

When the temperature of the flame exceeds a certain limit, it will fade from orange to white. That is a sign of high enough temperature. The other party's Great Source Road is definitely not "flame", but the pure white light at the moment clearly follows this rule.

Super high intensity psychic power. Psychic power of the sixth ring!

The first second this ball of light appeared, the sea of ​​light underwent some strange changes. The light that was originally extremely brilliant and raging, silently and reverently bowed its head and began to flow along a unified vein. It was as if an unimaginably huge vortex of sea smoke appeared in the center of the ocean, stirring the sea with an unyielding force, causing the smallest ocean currents to flow according to its will.

The "vortex" at this moment is this ball of light.

Incomparable bright lights burst forth from it, radiating in all directions with extreme vigor, as if they had substance—not “just”! These lights did have the properties of substance, like hundreds of millions of sharp blades that had been sharpened thousands of times, piercing through the entire center of the earth.

Just looking at it gives people a feeling of melting away!
Song Shi tried his best to open his eyes wide, and even though the "Glass Temple" began to crack inch by inch, he did not move away. For some reason, although his eyes were clearly stinging and his internal organs seemed to be pierced by the light, Song Shi inexplicably had the urge to laugh.

So he laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--!"

The young man refused to obey any longer. He stopped and, with all his strength, stood in the storm of light.

"This is the throne! I saw it!" Song Shi's smile was so happy and joyful: "——Ming Xianyuan!"

The light suddenly collapsed.

Compared to the sea of ​​light that filled the center of the earth, this ball of light was much smaller, like the difference between a coin and a swimming pool, but even so, it was as huge as a mountain.

Now, the released light slowly dissipated and evaporated into the tiniest light dust. The volume of the light continued to shrink, and finally only a tiny bit was left.

But this tiny bit of light is brighter than all the light in the world.

Gentleness and dominance, two completely different temperaments, coexist in the same person and blend together miraculously without any disharmony.

The remaining light formed a human figure. A dazzling or glaring woman walked down step by step, her long hair fluttering behind her, adding a hint of black to the pure white background.

"You have great courage and are very bold."

The woman whose appearance is more suitable to be described as "light" than "beautiful" said the first sentence. "Audacious?" Song Shi did not take his eyes away from the other person's face and laughed softly: "Why do I feel that the audacious one should be you?"

"Oh?"

Ming Xianyuan looked at the young man with interest. He was not very good-looking. His body was covered with cracks, his spiritual flames were dim, and he looked like he was about to fall. She just looked at him, folding her hands, and obviously had no intention of helping him.

"There are so many fools in the world, so vulgar that they can't tell right from wrong even if the truth is in front of them." She pinched the ends of her hair slowly and said, "Tell me why you think I'm, uh, 'bold'."

"How about you tell it yourself?" Song Shi showed great kindness: "It is a rare experience to hear the truth from a divine throne in person."

"Rare?" Hearing this, Ming Xianyuan hummed: "No wonder the 'power' on you seems a bit familiar. You have met Isidore."

"Yes." Song Shi admitted neatly: "I learned a lot from her, and I benefited a lot from it."

"For the fact that you can get here."

Ming Xianyuan said nonchalantly, "Trying to reopen the chaos and re-determine the earth, wind, water, and fire, in order to break through the seventh ring, to live a few more years, or just wanting to watch the fireworks, or simply venting anger against humanity. There are many possibilities, which one do you think is the truth?"

"I think it's the second to last."

Ming Xianyuan and Song Shi looked at each other.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha-!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha-!"

The next moment, the two of them laughed out loud.

The corners of his mouth that were raised had not yet fallen back, and their eyes met as they stared at each other again.

“Hehehehehehehe——”

“Hehehehehehehe——”

If Song Shi's laughter was like a burning flame with never-ending leaps, then Ming Xianyuan's laughter was something else. Her voice was so high and bright, like a dazzling light that engulfed every inch of the world and did not allow any shadow to remain.

The two suddenly stopped laughing.

"Song Shi. That's his name." Ming Xianyuan raised his index finger and pointed at the young man. His loud and bright laughter disappeared, and turned into a chilling indifference: "You disturbed my game. If you were not 'Dayuan', you would be dead now."

"I'm afraid it's not my fault that your sponsorship went down the drain." Song Shi grinned, "Since you can call out my name, it's obvious that the 'Starting Furnace' has recorded everything that happened, and you've seen it."

"Those omnics failed to make good use of my power, so they are naturally the first to be held responsible, and they deserve to die." Ming Xianyuan's tone was so frank that it was unreasonable: "But you have killed them all, and you stole my failure."

"Even if it's just a spur of the moment game, you only allow yourself to delete the obsolete files? He's really as arbitrary as the rumors say."

"But it looks like this now."

Looking at the existence in front of him, Song Shi laughed again.

"——You wanted to blow up Terra's tyranny, but the other gods didn't agree."

(End of this chapter)