In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 120: Thunder Lord's Demon-Slaying Formation!
Zheng Shiduo was a little confused when he heard what Wang Jixuan said.

He is a C-class psyker;
Although his combat power can be barely considered as 'C+' or even 'C++' level, it is already difficult for him to deal with a B-level psychic, let alone pick the weak ones among the B-level psychics.

What is the concept of S-level?
That is a powerful existence that can crush a little C like him to death with just one finger!

but……

Hey, it’s okay to die. Our brother Wang has already spoken, how can he refuse?

"Okay! No problem!" Zheng Shiduo nodded immediately, "Just tell me what we should do!"

Wang Jixuan instructed: "Go get a car first, preferably one that can be invisible."

Ling Tong responded immediately: "Ordinary armored vehicles can be equipped with holographic devices. I'll do it."

"Well, as soon as possible, just make a simple desert vehicle," Wang Jixuan said simply, "We still have a lot of steps to do."

"five minutes."

Lingtong turned around and started running, her ponytail bouncing.

Zheng Shiduo looked at Mudan who was wearing ordinary armor and exclaimed:

"These two sets of armor are so cool. The war zone refused to equip us psychics with them! Otherwise, our combat power would definitely be stronger! Wang, ah, brother, is this your new little brother?"

Mudan put her hands together, bowed slightly, and said in a delicate female voice:

"Hello, Mr. Pervert, I'm Peony, your loyal wingman."

Zheng Shiduo's face turned black: "Sister, can you please stop giving me nicknames? I have enough nicknames."

"Okay, Mr. Zheng Shiduo, you are fully relaxed."

"I always feel like you're mocking me..."

Wang Jixuan frowned and said, "Let's get down to business. Be serious."

Mudan immediately entered into a meticulous fighting state.

Ling Tong drove a convertible off-road vehicle, and there were two soldiers in chemical protective suits in the car who were installing a holographic camouflage device. It took them a while to achieve the effect that Wang Jixuan required.

They quietly left the camp and headed straight into the depths of the Sar Desert.

……

Aunt Dragonfly was extremely annoyed at the moment.

She has a lot of worries now.

Because of the continuous stationing and lack of effective supplies, her wine was almost finished. Now she could only live on half a bottle of wine, which brought her pain to the extreme.

Furthermore, Mane Bear publicly confessed her guilt in the trial organized by the D5 war zone, and a group of old men from the Spirit Management Committee held her, the team leader, accountable.

What responsibility does this have to do with her? Is she the godmother of the bear? Or is she the spiritual mentor of the bear?

Aunt Dragonfly was completely speechless.

By the way, was the brain of this mane bear kicked by the blade beast? Even if he was dissatisfied with the Spiritual Management Committee, he could not plead guilty in court. Once he pleaded guilty, the nature of the matter would change completely.

But it's not a big deal anymore.

The sewer phoenix that had previously caused more than 5,000 human casualties jumped out again.

Aunt Dragonfly didn't understand at all.

Is this Mo Feng seeking death, or is she trying to kill the Six Elders on purpose? Doing this on Fu Jian's territory, and using the special abilities of her stupid subordinate to use Fortress No. 82 as a bargaining chip in their negotiations.

Killing one's own kind without reason;

Even the Blade Beasts have never done this!

"team leader……"

Shaman, wearing a pink nightgown and an eye mask on her forehead, with no makeup on, stretched lazily, strolled over from the rest cabin and asked weakly:
"What's going on now, can we go now?"

"Those bastards asked us to continue investigating."

Aunt Dragonfly wanted to finish the cigarette, but she paused and took two more puffs.

Damn, I don’t have much cigarette left!

She cursed, "They just want to force me to take action and give them a token of my allegiance. I'll just wait and see. At best I'll just quit."

"We all have self-destruct chips in our brains, Captain. We have no control over ourselves."

Shaman stretched, walked to the sink and started brushing her teeth and washing her face, and asked vaguely:

"Did the bear really admit his guilt?"

"Well, I admit it, but it's okay, it was Wei Linzheng who leaked all kinds of information first."

"It feels a bit strange. Would someone like Wei Linzheng betray the Spiritual Management Committee?"

"Wei Linzheng never showed up from beginning to end. It's just a photo. It doesn't prove anything. It could be a trick played by the grandson of the devil commander."

Aunt Dragonfly laughed:

“Things are actually quite interesting right now.

“Fortresses 5 and 76 in the Middle Ancient Basin of D82 became the battlefield between the Psychic City and the D5 War Zone.

"The next struggle is crucial. If Mo Feng successfully threatens the D5 war zone, or if Mo Feng kills people in this fortress, the Psychic City's reign of terror over all of humanity will deepen, and other war zones will become more passive when facing the Thirteenth Institute.

“If the D5 war zone withstands the pressure and in turn causes heavy casualties to the Psionic City, then the image of the psychic overlord that the Psionic City has spent decades building will be greatly reduced.

“If Mo Feng wins, with Fu Jian’s ruthlessness, the nuclear bomb will most likely explode.

"If Mo Feng loses, it is possible that the war zones will launch a counterattack against the Psychic City.

"And the top leaders of the Spirit Management Committee have no objective understanding of this. Or, even if they do realize it, some people secretly want to drive Mo Feng even crazier, and it would be best if they could stimulate Fu Jian to fight desperately and press that button."

Shaman blinked: "Isn't the Sixth Elder the absolute authority of the Spirit Management Committee?"

"Yes and no. After all, they cannot leave their residence. Besides, have you ever seen princes who have waited for decades and whose hair has turned white?"

Aunt Dragonfly rolled her eyes:
"The six elders are getting younger and younger, and are getting closer and closer to the level of gods. They have control over all the resources and channels.

"You'd better not ask too much about this matter. Those who know it will know that it is very complicated."

"Captain, you'd better talk less, it will be automatically recorded..."

"It's okay. I turned off all the automatic recording devices. The energy is almost exhausted."

Aunt Dragonfly snorted coldly:

"Once they're done, we'll just head back. The investigation team didn't have to participate in the battle in the first place, so they can't force us... hm?"

The old lady suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly, and densely packed compound eye structures appeared at the bottom of her eyes.

A voice sounded in her ears:

“Don’t be nervous, my friend. I have no ill will towards your team.

“In fact, I have been observing you for many days and I know your style of doing things.

"How about a deal?"

Auntie Dragonfly rolled her eyes and turned to look at Shaman beside her: "Dress up nicely, we have guests, and our team can't lose to them in terms of average appearance."

"What?"

Shaman, who was brushing her teeth, was full of confusion.

Are they exposed?
When was it exposed?

……

About five or six minutes later.

The plane, which temporarily shut down all instruments and only turned on the holographic device, slowly closed its door.

Inside the cabin, six figures stood in groups of three.

Lingtong is responsible for responding and being on guard outside.

Wang Jixuan, wearing an X-armor, sat opposite Aunt Dragonfly across a small round table. The younger brothers on both sides were confronting each other with their eyes.

Aunt Dragonfly was still wearing the same dirty nightgown and had simply combed her hair;
Saman looked radiant and beautiful, putting on her desert-style veil, long skirt and bra, and her bare feet were an obvious plus.

The tree man Beta pursed his lips, straightened his back, and tried hard to look ferocious.

Behind Wang Jixuan, Zheng Shiduo was looking at Beta with interest. Mudan had taken off the helmet of her armor, and her dark golden hair was tied into two ponytails. There was an additional silver-white barrel of a destruction cannon on her back, and two large magic-breaking daggers with sheaths were attached to the waist of her armor.

Aunt Dragonfly scratched her brow with her finger and muttered:

“There’s a half-human mecha outside, a C-class balanced psyker over here, and a pure mechanical body that the military is secretly researching over here.

“And this guy, the military task force, the X-armor owner, the mysterious guy… Black Storm?
“It should be you.

"This armor requires a relatively strong body to bear, and the military will never equip ordinary psychics with full-coverage armor unless they are their own psychics. And according to the information I have, Ling Tong is good friends with Black Storm. Her presence here also proves the identity of the holder of the X armor." Don't you want to take off your helmet and talk? Black Storm, this is the basis for us to gain mutual trust. "

Wang Jixuan thought to himself that this was amazing.

This lady is indeed a professional.

Fortunately, he made preparations in advance and used a nano mask to change it into the appearance that Zhou Tiantian had used before.

Taoist Wang calmly took off the 'demon' helmet of the X-armor.

Shaman covered her mouth and exclaimed in an exaggerated manner: "He is indeed a handsome boy."

Mudan squinted her eyes and smiled: "But you are not a little beauty."

Shaman glared with her almond-shaped eyes: "Looking for trouble, huh?"

The tree man Beta immediately puffed out his 'strong' chest and rushed forward half a step;

Zheng Shiduo glared and retorted.

"Okay," Wang Jixuan took the initiative to speak, "We should be polite when we need help."

Aunt Dragonfly asked, "You need something from me? What do you mean?"

"Let's make a deal," Wang Jixuan cleared his throat.

It was also the first time for the Taoist priest to negotiate with someone.

He said slowly: "I need the whereabouts of Mo Feng, and I also need to use the ability of the tree man Beta. You can propose the conditions."

"condition?"

Aunt Dragonfly smiled and looked at the young man in front of her:

"Don't you think this is ridiculous? What can you give us that the Psi-Energy World doesn't even have?
"Do you know what the consequences will be if we betray the Psionic City?"

"No one will know about our deal," Wang Jixuan said immediately, "You disconnected from their communication network two days ago."

"As long as I help you, you will use my help to gain leverage over me."

Aunt Dragonfly cursed:

"You can't even get something for nothing like this!"

Zheng Shiduo immediately said, "Auntie, I am Zheng Shiduo, and I am also a psychic. I have heard of you... At this stage, if Mo Feng continues to do this, it will only lead to a war between the two sides."

"It was Fu Jian who wanted to start a war, wasn't it?"

Aunt Dragonfly said calmly:
“You could have kept a lot of information from being spread, but D5 deliberately released it.

"I admit that Mo Feng is a rubbish executioner, but D5 clearly holds greater initiative, yet those in power want D5 to appear as victims, using the tragedy of civilian casualties to unify internal opinions... There is no need to deny this, they have supercomputers that can even analyze future trends within a certain period of time.

“Like the Beast Whisperer clone.

"I can sense that you might be using him to cover up other secrets, but I don't understand where you get the confidence to go to war with the Psychic City? Is it because the blade beasts are generally not very active at this stage?"

The aunt's eyes became very sharp.

"We don't talk about things that have nothing to do with the transaction."

Wang Jixuan looked into Aunt Dragonfly's eyes:
“I can give you two chips directly.

"First, release the bear.

"Second, the D5 war zone has put your squad on the whitelist and will not hunt you down."

"not enough."

Aunt Dragonfly lit a cigarette:

"Mo Feng is my good friend. Although I sometimes think she is disgusting and dirty, this price is not enough for me to betray my friend.

“We need to increase the stakes.”

Wang Jixuan: ...

Mudan sneered: "I heard you always curse her in private, calling her a black chicken in the sewer, a troublemaker chicken, and some even rude words."

Mother Dragonfly shrugged: "Momentary emotions cannot destroy our solid psychic friendship."

"There's something here."

Wang Jixuan reached out to Mudan, and Mudan took out a bottle of pure water with ashes soaked in it from the back of the armor.

Talisman water.

Wang Jixuan handed the plastic bottle to Aunt Qingting.

"If you are unsure, you can let your men drink a sip and try."

"what is this?"

"The latest research of the military," said Taoist Wang calmly, "is a byproduct of the military's psychic experiment, which can relieve your pain..."

"Pain?" Aunt Dragonfly asked vigilantly.

Wang Jixuan shrugged: "You have a sharp pain about ten centimeters behind your forehead at midnight. Whenever it's about to rain, your abdomen will tear. Your heels are often numb, and sometimes your back will itch unbearably, right?"

Auntie Dragonfly was stunned for a moment: "You even peek at someone like me?"

"I stole..."

Taoist Wang was so angry that he laughed:
"You have an imbalance of yin and yang! The infusion of spiritual energy has destroyed the balance in your body. The spiritual energy in your body can alleviate some of the problems, but it is destroying your body!

"It's hard for you A-level psychics to live past 50. You usually die in middle age, and the causes of death are all strange and tragic.

“But if I could get promoted, I could get rid of all this pain.

"Because being promoted to S level will not only give you more spiritual energy, but will also transform you completely.

“But you don’t have that opportunity now.

"You clearly know that even if you become the executioner of the Spirit Management Council, your background as a naturalist will not earn their trust, right?"

Auntie Qingting stared at Wang Jixuan: "Don't you know too much? Who are you? Fu Jian's illegitimate son?"

"Black Storm is my military code name," Taoist Wang smiled, "Try drinking this, I guarantee you won't feel any pain for a month. I can give you ten bottles of this potion later."

Shaman was a little at a loss. Aunt Dragonfly grabbed the magic water and drank it with her head tilted back.

The aunt closed her eyes and felt it quietly.

Soon, two streams of light black air came out of her nostrils, carrying a strong stench of decay.

When the aunt opened her eyes, they became extremely sharp.

"What do you want Beta for?"

"His hair. I need his hair-stimulating ability to get some wood. It won't hurt him."

"Add three cases of wine and three cases of cigarettes."

"Deal, where is Mo Feng?"

"I can only give you her location information when she comes nearby tomorrow. I can only lock onto her within a hundred kilometers."

"Okay, Mudan, leave her a communication device."

"No, take this and destroy it when you are done."

The aunt threw a coin-sized device over, and Mudan reached out to catch it.

"Beta, go with them. If you are found by others, just say you are captured."

"Well, good captain," said the tree man Beta dejectedly, "to be optimistic, I can also contribute some light and heat to the cause of mankind."

"Humans don't fight against humans," Wang Jixuan said seriously.

……

On the way back to the temporary supply station.

Wang Jixuan kept calculating and improving a formation diagram in his mind.

To deal with Mo Feng, he, Ling Tong and Mudan are not enough. If too many half-human mechas gather, it will be difficult for Mo Feng to defeat them.

So he started to think a little bit.

As long as he has enough cultivation in the future, he can give the world enough shock.

And now, although his cultivation is insufficient, as long as he has enough spiritual materials, he can also give Mo Feng, an S-level psychic, a little dimensionality reduction attack from the cultivation civilization.

Set up the formation.

Qingmu attracts lightning, and uses the spiritual wood produced by Beta as the main material to make an ordinary killing formation - Thunder Lord slays demons!
(End of this chapter)