Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 943 The Holy Conquest
Feng Lian is dead.

The president of the Eastern Continent Republic... is, unsurprisingly, also the last president.

"Juntian Divine Palace," sealed by the seal, his body and soul perished.

It's not difficult to arrive at this answer; no one can ignore the commotion that hangs high in the sky, beyond Terra's atmosphere.

During this period of fighting, day and night were almost reversed, and the sun and moon were made to appear dim and lackluster.

When one of them returned to the world, everything became clear.

The terrifying entity known as "Southern Dipper" has once again achieved victory, just as it always has!

But speculation is just speculation. It's like waking up to find your phone ringing off the hook and everyone saying the stock market has exploded. But you can't really believe it unless you see it for yourself.

The man who flew out of the space carrier "Suspended Mountain" remained silent for a moment. After hearing Song Shi's words with his own ears, he had no choice but to accept this terrifying reality.

"The water is cold today." After a moment of silence, he solemnly declared, "It is fitting that I die for my country!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished in a flash!

This is not his true form at all, but a projection of consciousness as a basic skill of the fourth ring, [Consensus]! A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall, so why would he risk his life?

The space carrier "Suspended Mountain" emitted a heavy rumble, as if a sleeping giant was gradually awakening. The previously dispersed combat units received the call and returned from all directions like migratory birds, forming a flock of birds with a momentum that blotted out the sky.

They formed a rough outline, like a "suspended mountain" suddenly growing huge mechanical chains that could move mountains, resembling ancient gods and demons with seven heads and six arms, wielding bronze weapons.

The combined power of multiple fourth-ring psionicists and the advanced systems of the space carrier itself has, to some extent, surpassed the limitations of technology, causing its combat power to increase linearly, enough to contend with the fifth-ring [True Spirit] in a short period of time.

"—You're not feeling well."

Amidst this great commotion, Octavia Zagaya suddenly spoke.

She gripped the sword, her spiritual energy flowing like water across its blade, pinpointing precisely: "You can't control it."

Despite wielding the overwhelming power of the heavens and dominating the entire arena, Song Shi's aura was noticeably unstable amidst the endless sea of ​​flames! This was a lingering effect of his battle with Feng Lian.

To be honest, this isn't fatal, at least not to the extent that it would require a long period of slumber as in the past.

Feng Lian's tactics were not to steadily advance the battle results little by little, but to lay in wait for the crucial moment and then suddenly strike to defeat the enemy and kill Song Shi on the spot.

Life and death, victory and defeat, can be decided in an instant.

This means that when he fails to deliver that blow, the damage he inflicts is not fatal enough.

However, being a True Spirit who had reached the third stage, Song Shi's condition was clearly not at its peak after all the battles. If he were still at his best, that last strike would have cleanly and decisively blasted "Suspended Mountain," preventing it from making its current move.

But even more crucial was what Octavia Zagaya said.

“You might be able to do it if you were at your peak,” Octavia Zagaya said, gazing at the flames that were engulfing the heavens and earth. “But now, you can’t sustain psionic flames of this scale.”

As a fifth-ring psionicist, her perception is far stronger than that of a fourth-ring psionicist. While others still need to ponder and imagine, she can already touch the edge of the flame.

Across tens of millions of square kilometers of land, the once unchanging sky was stained crimson gold, forming extremely dense fiery clouds. These clouds swirled and rolled, giving off an incredibly heavy texture, as if they might press down at any moment. Most of the Eastern Continent Republic was engulfed by the shadow of this sea of ​​flames, including the continuous battle lines where fierce fighting was taking place.

Even for a fifth-ring psychic, even for a [Great Source], this scale seems excessively exaggerated.

“It’s obvious you don’t intend to leave Terra with an indelible scar,” Octavia Zagaya said slowly. “You intend to use this method to stop all the war, quell the fighting, and force everyone to surrender in a very short time.”

When you want to persuade someone, you need to be efficient.

No matter how eloquent you are, it's not as effective as pulling a gun out of your pocket and shoving it into the other person's mouth.

She shifted her gaze from the flames back to Song Shi. Was this the true spirit of the third stage? Even in such a weakened state, it had created an unbelievable scale of psionic flames.

This is not something that comes without a price.

It's like someone in a famine suddenly getting the chance to scoop some rice from a pile, taking as much as they can. They stretch out their arms as wide as they can, seemingly trying to grab the most rice, but this approach inevitably leads to a difficult and unstable situation.

Perhaps if you don't pay attention when you breathe and use a little too much force, you will break the fragile balance and the rice you picked up will fall and spill all over the ground.

“You are trying to stop all the fighting, but the consequences you may cause are more serious than if the war had continued for another year,” Octavia Zagaya judged. “You cannot exercise restraint.”

With her perspective, she could naturally see that possible future—the Eastern Continent Republic could not represent the entire Eastern Continent; its territory was only a part of it.

However, if the other side fails to control it, causing the psionic flames that engulf the sky to fall, the Eastern Continent Republic will be completely destroyed on the spot, but the Eastern Continent plate outside of it will also be greatly affected! If no one stops it, then a large crater will appear on the surface of Terra from a space perspective.

“I don’t deny that there’s a possibility.” As Song Shi spoke, he slowly raised his heavy sword: “It seems you’re not planning to leave. In that case, you might as well stay here.”

Behind him, streaks of fire streaked across the sky, intelligently locked onto by the "spiritual power of law," shooting towards every corner of the earth. Unfortunately, after the initial silence, many averted their attention, ignoring the danger, and resumed their fierce battle.

Octavia Zagaya let out a deep sigh.

"A willful person, a momentary whim, can make millions of people pay the price and cause a land brimming with hope to suffer a sudden disaster."

"You're like this, and so are all of you—"

Octavia Sagaya looked at Song Shi: "Your actions have planted a bomb here that could explode at any moment."

Then, she looked at the distant space carrier "Suspended Mountain".

“You know that taking action now might disrupt his balance, causing him to lose control of his psionic flames and fall to the earth. Your country, and the people and things that live on it, will be destroyed as a result, but you still chose to do it.”

"None of you can control yourselves; you've plunged Terra's future into darkness."

Octavia Zagaya radiated a holy light, and a sense of relief appeared in her single eye, which then transformed into unwavering determination.

She also raised her sword, pointing it at Song Shi and "Suspended Mountain," and shouted a song.

"—Reshaping the world through divine conquest."

(End of this chapter)