Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 768 Mobile Faith, High-risk Armament

The car stopped and the tailgate opened.

Behind the door were two knights covered in black armor and covered in powered exoskeletons. One of them pushed open the heavy armored door while the other made way.

Cold mist slowly overflowed from the depths of the armored vehicle, flooding over and coating the knight's breastplate with a layer of light white frost, but the latter was completely unaware and remained indifferent.

Immediately, there was a buzzing sound as if the bolt was pushed up inch by inch.

The pale light illuminated the carriage, and the source of the sound was an iron coffin. The iron latches at its four corners had been completely ejected, and tiny holy words could be vaguely seen engraved on it.

As if some kind of power was activated, the lid of the iron coffin was slowly moved away, and a hand stretched out. This hand was so dry and thin that even the bark that had been exposed to the sun for months was smoother than it.

He trembled and his five fingers slowly groped the texture of the surface of the iron coffin. After a long while, he pressed his hand on the edge.

The person being propped up was a man wrapped in linen, whose appearance could not be seen clearly. Even so, it was still possible to tell that he was extremely thin - his body was perhaps even lighter than the linen robe, and his bony outline was outlined.

Just by sitting up, hoarse gasps were heard in the armored vehicle, as if all the strength had been exhausted.

The panting sound echoed in the night, and there was no other sound.

The two escorting knights lowered their heads, like standing bronze statues.

After a while, the panting sound gradually stopped, and the man wrapped in linen stood up. His bare feet stepped on the floor, and he staggered subconsciously because of the cold and almost fell.

Fortunately, he held a wooden stick tightly in both hands. With the support of the stick, he managed to stabilize his body, walked forward step by step, and got off the armored vehicle.

It was during these steps that the linen robe slipped off his body.

What appeared in the field of vision was a naked old man. There were deep grooves on the old man's face, and the once hot silver paste on his chest, arms, and thighs had already solidified and turned into lines of prayers.

He gasped heavily and barely raised his head. What appeared in his field of vision was a silent array. Knights equipped with exoskeletons, tall war weapons, sturdy heavy vehicles, and autonomous armed units in containers waiting to be awakened.

At some unknown time, an entire imperial army arrived here in the darkness.

The knights were silent, staring, and saluted him.

The old man loosened his grip and let the stick fall to the ground.

"This body and this soul are all extensions of your majesty's trust."

he muttered.

Having lost his support, the old man swayed, stumbled, and half-knelt down. His knees touched the stones on the ground, leaving a faint trace of blood.

But he was unaware of it and just opened his arms little by little, looking up at the night sky.

Perhaps it was because of the bad weather, the night sky was cloudy and dark without a single star.

"Yes, yes"

Looking at the darkness, the old man was stunned.

There was a moment of shock, and then there was ecstasy from the bottom of my heart.

His eyes were filled with tears, and he lowered his head in ecstasy and kissed the ground beneath his feet.

Your Majesty, Holy Spirit, this land shrouded in darkness has finally ushered in the day when it can see the light.

And I will witness it with my own eyes - I will personally be a part of this light, dedicating my insignificant power to the Supreme Majesty, and bring the only salvation to this land outside the empire. When the last kiss ended, the old man stood up again.

He raised his hands vigorously, and the prayers written in hot silver all over his body suddenly lit up!
"I will dedicate—"

"I will be sacrificed——"

The knights responded to each other in low voices: "You should dedicate yourself, you should sacrifice——"

"I hear the howling of torture, and I see the unquenchable fire of hell"

The old man chanted faster and faster. He had been doing the same thing all his life, day after day, year after year, doing everything he could to polish and carve his heart and faith, like using a handful of sand to build a mountain, using his piety to become a tool needed by the empire.

"——Wherever blood flows, it becomes the empire's holy place!"

As soon as he finished his last prayer, the old man’s entire body burst into an extremely bright white light!

This light was so hot and so dazzling, as if it should not exist in reality. No material could really hold it. Neither could the old man. Under the gaze of all the knights, as the white light shone, the former quickly melted away like a lit candle.

The old man opened his eyes wide, staring straight at the night sky, as if trying to grasp something illusory. Until the last moment, he seemed to have really grasped it, and his face was filled with joy.

Joy disappeared along with the white light.

There is more than one white light disappearing. If you look down from the sky, you can see that at this moment, dozens of the same white lights are disappearing in the marching position of this legion!
——【Mobile Beacon of Faith】, activated.

——[Sea of ​​Faith], link established.

By using devout believers as a medium, he transformed himself into a "mobile beacon of faith" to communicate with the "Sea of ​​Faith", so that the people of the Vanpsta Empire can once again bathe in the glory of His Majesty in places outside the territory of the Empire.

This is the most typical tactic in the imperial military manual.

“—Don’t let a sacrifice go unsacrificed.”

The weapons of war began to roar, and the autonomous units were awakened one by one.
The knights spoke in silence and drew their weapons. As the [Mobile Beacons of Faith] were activated one by one, the originally unstable blessing of the Holy Spirit quickly regained its stability and was bestowed upon them again.

So, all that was left was to charge.

It's the same moment.

Far ahead of them, the frontline commander of the [Council of Knowledge] submitted a report.

With the roar of heavy engineering equipment, giant mechanical pillars tens of meters long were nailed deep into the ground according to the marked points on the blueprint.

The nine holy sects of the [Council of Knowledge] had already passed a resolution to pull out the high-risk weapons that were temporarily banned in the past from the warehouse and unlock various technologies, and these mechanical giant pillars were one of them. They will form a magnetic field control matrix named "Xuanci Baji Jiugong Zhenyue", which will forcibly distort the magnetic field environment of an entire area.

The rivers, seas and lakes will evaporate, and under the extremely severe magnetic storm, both electronic equipment and the human body will face terrible destruction at the same time. Even the modified cyborgs will have a hard time and may be easily destroyed.

This will semi-permanently change the magnetic field environment in this area. Even if the components of "Xuan Ci Ba Ji Jiu Gong Zhen Yue" are destroyed one by one later, it will still be a long-term problem to restore it to its original appearance.

Looking at the regional status prediction model provided by the technical department after the activation of the "Xuanci Baji Jiugong Zhenyue", the shocking
The commander looked down quietly.

"everything."

“To move towards the future.”

(End of this chapter)