Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 749 "Survival of the Fittest"

From the approaching sun.

Apotoka held out his hands.

After countless times of debugging and evolution, this incredible carbon-based body was created, and all aspects have reached the peak. If he abandons the human form and transforms into an alien state, there may be room for improvement in some areas, but this will make Apotoka feel uncomfortable, so he did not choose this.

With men at the center, an invisible field is established.

There was no sound like breaking glass, the field was simply submerged, like butter in a hot pan, melting rapidly from the outermost edge - melting irreversibly, "True Spirit·Total Annihilation" created the most thorough destruction.

Thin blood vessels appeared on Apotoca's body, which were intertwined and flowed with chalcedony-like fluids, which violently washed through his body. These special fluids acted as coolants, trying to buffer the torrent of light and heat, but the effect was still not great.

The next moment, the sun completely engulfed Apotoka.

If you stand in outer space and look down, you can see a spot of light briefly appearing in the vast atmosphere, which lasts for a long time before gradually dissipating.

In the howling fire wind, Paddy Morse looked at his hands, which were covered with chaotic cracks and the edges were charred, like paper that had been burned by fire.

The blow was like the falling sun, with a wide impact area. There was no way he could be spared as he was trying his best to manipulate reality.

Rather, it was Apotokal Leus who bore the brunt of the attack, and he was the second.

It seemed that the destructive force was too strong and damaged the nerves. Paddy's five fingers trembled unconsciously. Then, Paddy silently exerted force to close them, straightening his fingers one by one, and urged his spiritual energy to force the cracks to close.

It is only closed temporarily. This level of damage will take a long time to recover.

Without bothering to observe the results of this move, Song Shi swallowed a large mouthful of the spiritual energy skill [Emperor's Sap] to repair his injuries and at the same time reconcile the violent spiritual energy in his body - [Sunlight] cannot be exploded at will, it is no less than having one's hand blown off.

Especially when it was detonated with "True Spirit·Annihilation", whether it was against the enemy or oneself, the killing power increased sharply. Even Song Shi felt that his internal organs were in turmoil, and the spiritual energy flames set off a frenzy, showing a formation of rebellion.

Afterwards, both the turbulent internal organs and the rebellious psychic flames were forcefully suppressed by the will that came from the sky.

"cough"

Song Shi licked his lips and raised his eyes.

Thousands of shattered sparks slowly scattered, revealing a broken dark outline in the field of vision.

The skull barely maintained its shape, the gums were burnt black, and there was no trace of flesh on them. Only a small part of the torso remained, like a roughly pulled out weed, with sparse spines hanging down, and dark charred shells stuck on it, shaky and ready to fall apart, as if a breeze would blow it apart.

Apotokal Leus.

Miserable.

Even if the opponent's horrible body were to endure the "total annihilation" spell, the only result would be destruction.

Not to mention Apotoka, even if the emperor of the empire came in person, holding the sword of "annihilation", Song Shi was confident that he could break a few of his other party's teeth.

But compared to the tragic situation on the surface, what is more credible is the feeling. The breath coming from the wreckage of Apotoka is weak, as if it will die suddenly at any time. But it’s not right, the intuition is wrong.

The sense of danger that the other party brought to him, after briefly falling to the bottom, began to rise again!
Boom!
It was like the sound of a bronze bell being struck, echoing from the void.

Boom, boom, boom!

First there was one beat, then two, and three. The sounds became more and more urgent and intense. In the end, it sounded like a giant beating a drum, making people dizzy and deafening.

The source of the sound was the heart. Light suddenly burst out from the chest of the wreckage. Every time the heart beat, the light became denser and brighter. But in a flash, the light completely broke through the chest, and the whole body was affected by it, completely falling apart and turning into ashes.

All that was left was a heart that was glowing with a strong light and whose outline could be barely discerned.

In a trance, it was as if I was in a myth or legend, where those giant beasts, towering into the clouds and as majestic as mountains, even after death, their corpses would turn into long mountain ranges, leaving only their chests filled with white bones, which would still make a dull and powerful vibration sound at every dusk.

When thoughts return to reality.

At first, the bones spread out inch by inch, then the crystal-clear flesh and blood emerged, entangled and clung to the bones, outlining the initial outline. Then, energy storage nodes, secondary light-speed nerve conduction systems, and layers of extraordinary organs quickly took shape, and were covered by the skin and gathered inside.

finally.

A brand new white coat emerged from thin air, fell lightly, and was put on by someone.

The ruler of Jade Pharmaceuticals raised his index finger and casually flicked away a floating flame.

"The Creator", Apotokal Leus.

Return to the battlefield.

Song Shi's face was wet, and something was slowly flowing through it. A red-gold liquid. Blood oozed out of his pupils. This was the result of activating [Glass Observation] to its extreme and then being interrupted by the observed object's counterattack.

Song Shi turned a blind eye to this. He narrowed his eyes and said, "This is not your real body."

The attack just now was launched with all of his strength, without using any psychic skill other than [A Crack in the Sky]. It was driven by "True Spirit·Annihilation of All", and the killing power was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth in a literal sense.

It is true that Apotokal Leus had obviously intended to fight hard and was willing to give it a try. But even if he did not have this intention and really defended with all his strength, this attack would still be able to seriously injure the opponent, bringing him to the brink of death, or even directly sending him to extinction.

——Just like now.

Song Shi was sure that his Heavenly Sun Falling Death move had definitely destroyed Apotokal Leus's body and shattered it completely. However, after being hit by the "True Spirit·Annihilation", no matter how incredible his self-healing ability was, it still wouldn't work.

But the reality was before his eyes. The other party created something out of nothing, starting with the heart, in front of him. It took only a moment to reshape his body.

No.
It is not empty.

Song Shi raised his eyes, his pupils bleeding and burning with fire, and saw a new existence - behind Apotokal Leus, there was an unimaginably huge outline rising up, revealing a few scales and feathers as it swam casually.

The "Apotorka Leus" that I saw myself.
Like, the shadow it casts?

"Ontology?" Apotoka shook his head, as if he was sighing: "Please define the concept of 'ontology' first, but I don't think you can give a reasonable, clear and definite definition."

"It's not the real body or the incarnation you imagined. The 'Apotorka Leus' you saw is me. If you must give a definition, you can think of it as my humanoid interface."

He elaborated.

True spirit.

second stage.

"——'Survival of the fittest'."

(End of this chapter)