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

Chapter 124 A great victory!

"S-class is indeed an all-round improvement over A-class, and is quite difficult to kill."

Wang Jixuan looked up at the meteorite crashing towards the sky, and... the humanoid rocket rushing towards the meteorite.

The expression behind his visor was a little 'numb'.

Lao Hei, Fu Jian?
Haha, this commander-in-chief really knows how to have fun.

The Taoist priest curled his lips and didn't pay much attention to these details. His spiritual consciousness locked onto the ground below and his body fell into the yellow sand formation.

One thought brings the formation to an end, one thought brings the formation to an end.

The spiritual power of the Yellow Sand Array was close to collapse, so Wang Jixuan stopped the formation.

He controlled the X-Armor to land steadily in front of the unrecognizable body of Mo Feng. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and several talismans flew out of his waist bag and surrounded the body.

The soul of an S-level psychic must be very strong, and it will not give the other party a chance to take over another body and be reborn.

Wang Jixuan silently thought in his heart:
'The eight directions are about to move, the six spirits return to their origins, the evil spirits dissipate, and the Tao flows naturally! Hurry up and obey the command!'

A layer of ripples spread out, and a fragmented shadow appeared, which could barely be seen as Mo Feng's figure.

Isn't the soul very strong?
The True Fire Talismans shone at the same time, and three flames intertwined with each other. Mo Feng's soul continued to melt like solid ice, and streams of pure spiritual energy spread in all directions.

Wang Jixuan wanted to absorb this spiritual energy...

Never mind, the physical discomfort is a bit disgusting.

Taoist Wang was afraid that this female devil would affect the purity of his Taoist body.

After a while, the last vestige of Mo Feng's soul disappeared into thin air, and there was no possibility for him to possess the body of an ordinary human being. Only then did Wang Jixuan heave a sigh of relief.

S-level might have some other abilities and use some other magic.

Wang Jixuan used some dishonorable techniques and began searching for Mo Feng's remaining soul within a radius of dozens of meters. He also searched underground twice.

Zizi, some noise came from the headphones.

"Fuck, fuck!"

Zheng Shiduo almost lost his ability to speak. He repeated it for more than ten seconds before he started to cheer fiercely:
"We really did it! The four of us killed S! Hahaha! Holy shit! I'm also a fake super expert who killed S!"

Ling Tong landed beside Wang Jixuan and reminded him on the communication channel: "All departments should proceed according to the plan, please don't slack off."

"Here it comes! I was unconscious just now, and my spirit is overdrawn. Now my legs are a little weak... This suit of armor is awesome! When Feng Bangjie exploded, I thought I was going to be blown to death, but I didn't expect it was just a comminuted fracture. I'll connect the bones first... Hiss, it hurts! It hurts, it feels so good!"

Zheng Shiduo kept howling, his voice unable to conceal his excitement.

Boom!

There was a loud noise coming from the northwest sky.

Lingtong removed his visor and looked towards the northwest.

Mudan, wearing the damaged ordinary armor, was searching the ground for her missing right hand.

Wang Jixuan had completed the spell and was sure that Mo Feng was dead, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is confirmed that Mo Feng is dead... Where is the Mo Feng team located?"

Ling Tong immediately replied: "Their aircraft never approached our identification zone. Should we go to support the commander-in-chief?"

Wang Jixuan asked: "Is the old man who just flew over Commander-in-Chief Fu Jian? The one the psychics call the old devil?"

"Yes. Although I don't know why the commander-in-chief is not in the command center but appears here, I think this may be a deliberate ambush by the commander-in-chief. The meteorite rushing over there has a strong psychic reaction."

Taoist Wang nodded calmly: "They must be setting an ambush."

Good guy.

He suddenly realized that Instructor Hei had only appeared in front of him from beginning to end! He had always heard of Fu Jian's name, but there was no video footage of Fu Jian in the fortress!
Before this, he brought his men back to the supply station, and the old guy left a message for Mudan, saying that he was going to a meeting!

Wang Jixuan asked: "Are there any photos of black shells?"

"Hmm?" Although Ling Tong was a little confused, he still sent two images to Wang Jixuan's armor.

Wang Jixuan opened it and saw a bald old man of medium build and full of energy. Most parts of his body had been transformed into machines, but the degree of transformation was still a little far from that of 'Uncle Black'.

Good guy, Wang Jixuan exclaimed. Good guy.

The person whom Peony has been mocking venomously is its creator!
Ling Tong had already reacted. She was always serious in combat, but now she couldn't help but smile:
"I guess you must have had a lot of fun getting along with that instructor over the past period of time."

"Hehe, it's okay. He is still quite friendly... For the sake of my reputation, let's keep this matter secret as much as possible."

Ling Tong urged: "The dust is about to fall, let's continue planning the next steps."

Wang Jixuan agreed, activated the X-armor stealth system, turned around and walked down the sand dune.

Zheng Shiduo activated the stealth system, limped up, and went into the dust, revealing his figure. He opened his visor, spat viciously at the charred corpse on the ground, and not feeling satisfied, he kicked it twice.

It was as if there was only one set of X armor fighting here from beginning to end.

In the northwest sky, two figures were chasing each other at a high speed, the old semi-mechanical body was chasing the old psychic relentlessly.

Nearby, I found Peony on my right hand, who was recovering the fallen array bases according to the plan.

Wang Jixuan hid in the back shed of the military vehicle, lay down obediently, and covered himself with the tarpaulin.

"call……"

Through the gaps in the tarpaulin, he saw the clear blue sky and more than a dozen supersonic fighter jets flying across the sky.

Uncle Black, Fu Jian;

Formation, drone swarm;
Intuitive experience of the strength of an S-class psychic;

And most importantly, the killing of Mo Feng, who killed innocent people indiscriminately, should become a driving force for major war zones to counter the Thirteenth Institute.

'Another day of clear thoughts.'

Taoist Wang breathed in and out, concentrating on regulating the chaotic breath in his body.

He can just leave the finishing work to Lingtong, he is completely confident.

……

same moment.

The area above Fort 82.

In the stealth plane flying at an altitude of more than 20,000 meters, several psychics from Mo Feng's team looked at each other, and their eyes finally fell on the command that popped up on the screen in front.

Orders from the head of the Destruction Group;

Eliminate all residents of Fort 82 as quickly as possible in retaliation for Mo Feng's death.

"What should we do? Should we do it?"

"Let's do it. We have no choice but to do it now! Otherwise, we will all be judged when we return. When the captain was ambushed down there, we had no way of getting close. We are only B-class psykers and cannot fly fast!"

"The higher-ups won't listen to your explanations. An S-rank died, and he wasn't killed by a blade beast. There hasn't been such a thing in the last ten years!"

"Does that mean we have to take the blame?"

"We must act. Kill everyone in this fortress! Turn up the instruments to the maximum! Let them be buried with the captain! This is our only way to survive!"

Several people fell silent and returned to their respective posts.

Although they had lost the spiritual energy enhancement of Mo Feng, they were now very close to the fortress in a straight line distance.

Although they might be exposed if they took any action here, their plane could be transformed into a spaceship, so they could still escape even if they were discovered.

Adjust the instrument and turn the power to maximum;
The man with the "bloodworm" ability put on a helmet and sat in the amplification device. He pushed his ability to the maximum and his expression gradually became crazy.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Layer upon layer of visible psychic shock waves spread towards Fortress No. 82!
The Bloodworm Psychic was suddenly extremely stunned. He widened his eyes and looked at his teammates beside him.

"I can't sense it."

"What?" "I can't sense it! Damn it! I can't sense the bloodworms that I fed with my own blood! They disappeared! They disappeared inside Fortress No. 82! This is impossible! They may have transferred the infected people underground! What should I do..."

"what?"

Drop drop drop!

A sharp sound suddenly came from the radar interface nearby.

"Pull up quickly! Pull up quickly! The missiles are locked onto us!"

"They can't have moved away. Did they find the wrong fortress?"

"This is 82! There's a locator hidden inside!"

Several people were in a mess.

In the corner of the cabin, the middle-aged female technician couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead and cursed in a low voice, "A bunch of idiots."

The female technician glanced at the missile warning that appeared on the panel in front of her, and quickly deleted the database on the aircraft, shut down the defense system of the expensive fighter, and locked the upper limit of the take-off.

"The light of the beast god shines forever."

The female technician took out a sharp utility knife from her pocket, stabbed it into her neck with a smile, slid half a circle from left to right, and fell down weakly.

The cabin was engulfed in flames a dozen seconds later.

A corner of the lower city of Fort No. 82.

Wu Man, with a pale face and wearing a helmet, was sitting in a wheelchair.

The young man was almost exhausted and had a splitting headache due to excessive use of spiritual energy.

He looked at the last batch of purified infected people in the room in front of him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He took out the communicator, sent a message to Wang Jixuan, and then raised his head and fainted.

[Sir, the purification mission is completed, it's very easy. ]

The two half-human mechas behind him hurried forward and checked the boy's vital signs with swift movements.

……

A few minutes later.

Ding ding.

Zhou Zhengde grabbed the communicator on the desk.

[Wang Zheng (The Light of Integrity): We have killed Mo Feng. The poison gas in Fortress No. 82 has been cleared. The danger is over.]

"Pretty!"

Zhou Zhengde's eyes widened, he clenched his fist and hit the corner of the table hard, then held his fist and gasped.

He shook his hands and subconsciously looked around to make sure he was in the small dormitory of the prison. Only then did he feel at ease to reply to the message.

[Xiao Zhou (Great Speaker): How did you do it? You made it sound so easy for such a big thing! I don’t know how to praise you! You killed Mo Feng? An S-class psychic! And he’s ranked thirty-sixth!]

[Wang Zheng: I am just one of the participants in the plan. To be precise, it is Lingtong, Mudan, Captain Zheng, and me. The four of us cooperate with my unique little tricks, the full support of the war zone army, and... your grandfather's pressure.]

【Xiao Zhou: Huh? My grandpa? Isn't he always in the command center?】

【Wang Zheng: Have you seen him recently? 】

[Xiao Zhou: No, he is usually very busy, attending various meetings, and he is very aggressive. I don’t dare to hang around him unless he invites me to have dinner. But I have been serving a sentence in prison recently.]

[Wang Zheng: Now I can say that your grandpa is a big guy who is full of foul language and likes to tell dirty jokes. And he is also proud of the small refrigerator hidden in his chest.]

【Xiao Zhou: What is going on here? 】

[Wang Zheng: He pretended to be the Black Shell Instructor and protected me for a while! Good fellow! He even tricked me into knowing the color of my underwear! He is so cunning!]

[Ling Tong (Miracle Witness): When describing our commander-in-chief, please try to use some elegant words. ]

【Wang Zheng: I was misled by you, you have to compensate me.】

[Ling Tong: In fact, the information I have been receiving is that my biological grandfather is protecting you. As for the fact that the commander-in-chief and he have swapped positions, I am indeed unaware of it.]

[Ling Tong: If you mind, I can formally apologize. ]

【Wang Zheng: It’s okay, it’s all small things, don’t take it seriously. This actually saves me a lot of communication costs with the military. Besides, I like Mr. Hei, the old naughty boy Fu Jian.】

[Wang Zheng: I suffered heavy losses this time. I used up hundreds of crystal cores and revealed some of my hidden cards. This makes me feel a little uncomfortable and I urgently need some comfort.]

[Ling Tong: Well, I can make you a cup of coffee. ]

[Wang Zheng: I was actually hinting to Zheng De to ask him to help me get more crystal cores from Commander Dongfang.]

Zhou Zhengde narrowed his eyes and smiled, muttering, "These two are really interesting. What era is this? Are they still going to follow those middle school students and start their relationship by holding hands?"

[Xiao Zhou: Leave this to me. Can you send me some photos of Mo Feng's body? I'll need them.]

Ding ding.

【Wang Zheng: Don’t act on your own in this matter. Wait for orders from the top military officials.】

[Wang Zheng: I just thought about it. The most sensible thing for the military to do now is to accumulate momentum. Mo Feng's death has given us an absolute advantage. At this time, we must accumulate advantages, transform them into winning momentum, and unite as many war zones as possible to attack the Thirteenth Institute together.]

[Xiao Zhou: Sigh, I’m worried that the Blade Beasts will become active again.]

[Ling Tong: Very likely.]

[Wang Zheng: Are you suggesting that the Thirteenth Institute is connected to the Blade Beast Group?]

[Xiao Zhou: Who knows? But you are right. I can't be anxious now. I just need to complete the tasks assigned to me by the organization. I will wait for orders for the rest. You don't need to give me the photo of Mo Feng's body, although I really want to have a taste of it.]

[Ling Tong: Do we need to add Captain Zheng and Wu Man to the group chat? ]

【Wang Zheng: Yes.】

【Xiao Zhou: I have no objection.】

[Ling Tong: Okay, I'll go apply for an encrypted communicator for them.]

【Wang Zheng: I'm going to go and build some relationship with the Kindness Tree.】

Zhou Zhengde was full of questions.

What the hell is the Kindness Tree? Isn't it a problem to talk about building relationships with other people in front of Ling Tong?

Love in the fortress era does not distinguish between men and women.

Of course, love can be gender-neutral, but the number must be limited. If there are more than two people, it becomes an ethical issue rather than a gender identity issue.

Zhou Zhengde was about to ask more questions when the projector on the corner of the table suddenly started working.

Several rays of light formed a screen, projecting the image of the "black instructor" Fu Jian, who was wearing a black leather coat with large bloodstains on it.

Fu Jian frowned and looked at Zhou Zhengde.

Zhou Zhengde stood up suddenly and immediately saluted:

"Zhou Zhengde from the Fortress Central City Security Team No. 76! Report to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Yeah, very good, very energetic."

Fu Jian nodded and threw the bloody arm in his hand into the incubator next to him.

Zhou Zhengde asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, what is that?"

"The left arm of a hidden S-class psyker. Even though this guy escaped, his ability should be greatly reduced, and he will not be able to be promoted to SS in the future."

Fu Jian said calmly:
“Mo Feng is the key material he has been training for many years to help him advance to SS.

“This old man has always been a hardliner in the ruling faction. This time we directly struck a blow to his power, and the results were quite good.

"It's like this, Zhengde. Ahem, I contacted you suddenly because there is something that Grandpa wants to consult you about."

Zhou Zhengde frowned and pursed his lips, concentrating on answering his grandfather's questions, and he was also a little curious.

What is it that even the omnipotent grandfather can’t solve?
(End of this chapter)