Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 773 Knight Six Pillars
In an instant, the sky above the Gushan resettlement area changed, and a vast flame ignited, piercing through the clouds, as if a red-gold curtain was suddenly pulled up.

The next moment, the curtain rolled inward and rushed out of the resettlement area, leaving behind only deep flame marks that lingered for a long time.

In just a few breaths, the fire stream spanned hundreds of miles, facing the bright light that was approaching from afar and passing through the sky and earth at the same speed.

The latter saw the raging fire approaching and seemed to want to say something, so he slowed down his charge.

then.

At this moment, the flow of fire did not slow down at all, but instead its momentum increased again. The red-gold flame turned into a burning disaster, smashing down towards the bright light!

Then, the bright light first flashed, and then the light was restrained, closed, and condensed into a heavy line -

From bottom to top, without bias, cut the flames directly!

There was clearly a collision between dark light and flames, but in the sky, there was also a clear and extremely heavy metallic sound.

After the two sides exchanged blows, they separated again, each standing at one end of the sky, facing each other from a distance.

The first thing that appeared in Song Shi's field of vision was a sword, a sword made of steel. Its surface was flat and smooth, like obsidian that had been polished by running water for a thousand years.

Then came the hand holding the sword, the iron fingers of the hand guard, and finally a human figure covered in iron armor. The surface of the armor was layered, and the edges of each armor leaf glowed with a deep light as if it had been quenched.

He stood there in silence, the cast iron mask covering his entire face, leaving only two empty eye sockets.

The Phampusta Empire.

"——Knight Six Pillars, Grand Master of the Shiba Sword Knights."

Song Shi narrowed his eyes: "Cleveland Anton."

The fifth ring's [Great Source], "Iron Vein", Cleveland Anton.

"Aren't you supposed to be fighting against the East Land Republic? How come you have the leisure to come here?"

Before he could finish his words, Song Shi raised his hand and chopped again!
——Psionic Skills: [Bad Tribulation]!
The power of destruction is overflowing, and the psychic skills derived from the images of the three disasters and four calamities are transformed into the purest destruction.

Cleveland Anton reacted by pulling out his sword. No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as "dragging". The sword seemed incredibly heavy. Even if one only watched Cleveland Anton swinging it, one could feel a heavy sense of power.

It was unclear whether it was a "smash" or a "chop", the steel sword confronted the heavy sword that came with destructive force - the moment the two touched, the atmosphere within a radius of dozens of miles stagnated and was forcibly crushed!
And then, there was a stream of starlight that burst out with a loud bang.

These tiny sparks streak across the sky and fall downwards. Because of this accident, the topography of this wasteland will undergo permanent changes, turning it into a bumpy, honeycomb-like land.

In the dissipating flames, the silhouette of Cleveland Anton reappeared.

He still looked like he was carrying steel on his back, unmoving, and faced the destructive force of the "Bad Tribulation" steel sword, but it seemed that nothing had changed, and it was still flat and smooth.
wrong.

There are changes.

The Psychic Skill [Glass Observation] could clearly see that the surface of the steel that the opponent was holding tightly had pits and even the thickness was flattened. However, the pits were too small and the thickness was too thin, so at first glance, it seemed that there was no change!

——Steel?
The "Bad Tribulation" that I have cast now can chop into pieces and burn to ashes even a mountain made entirely of steel, let alone a steel sword.

However, such a blow hit the opponent's sword directly, but there was almost no visible change?
"Hehe, it's rare to be able to harden the shell to this extent on [Dayuan]."

Song Shi chuckled.

I can chop down one iron mountain, I can chop down two iron mountains, but if it is changed to three, four, five, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, at this point, even I, a fifth-ring psychic who is best at attacking and killing, will still encounter a time when I can't chop down the iron mountain. Song Shi has already reacted.

A barely visible piece of paper, after being folded 27 times, will be thicker than a mountain.

The steel sword held in the opponent's hand at this moment is enough to confront the steel sword of "Bad Disaster". It does not possess any incredible and exquisite effect. It just accumulates, accumulates and accumulates, compresses, compresses and compresses again.

Until finally, after countless rounds of accumulation and compression, an astronomical amount of steel was used to forge the indestructible, unmovable sword we have today!
"Isn't it a bit unreasonable that it can fly even if it's this heavy?"

With Song Shi's breath, the sea of ​​fire that had just been smashed into a dent suddenly recovered and even became more powerful.

[Eastern Continent Republic, suspend the use of force.]

It was also at this time that Cleveland Anton spoke for the first time. His voice did not seem to come from his throat, but rather like two alloy picks rubbing against each other and echoing in the sky.

[They deliberately let me take action. ]

"Oh."

Song Shi said, "I guessed it."

Before taking Anmenluo, the Textile Machine had deduced the subsequent development of the situation. One possibility was that the East Continent Republic would use a knife to kill someone else and divert the trouble to the east. They took the initiative to stop restraining the military force of the Vampsta Empire, so that the latter could spare a fifth-ring psychic.

"Come for missionaries?" Song Shi's mouth curled up slowly: "There are quite a few missionaries who are expelled and beaten to death on the spot every year."

[I come for Anmen Luo. I come for you.]

"Is my face so big?"

【Variable. Investigation. Experiment.】

"Translated, you have to come to Anmenluo to see me."

Song Shi said, his voice suddenly cold.

"A fifth ring, what's the difference between entering the territory of a hostile force and dropping a nuclear bomb into it?"

Not to mention entering, according to the rules tacitly agreed upon by all parties, a fifth-ring psychic, even if just approaching the border of one's own forces, is enough to trigger the first-level combat readiness state and put the entire territory on alert.

and so.

"Even if you take a look, you have to pay a price."

Cleveland Anton did not answer, he just silently dragged the steel sword slowly. The terrible spiritual energy from the fifth ring began to surge. Unlike Song Shi, who turned the world upside down with a single thought and caused a huge natural disaster, Cleveland Anton's aura did not rise suddenly, he just steadily precipitated and strengthened little by little.

Just like hammering a piece of raw ore into the finest iron, he did not take any shortcuts, but simply hammered and smelted it over and over again, removing impurities bit by bit. Each time he completed it, it would be a little better than the last time, and countless "bits" accumulated to create an insurmountable "infinity".

True spirit.

The first stage.

——“Natural chasm”.

(End of this chapter)