The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 270 Alpha-level Psionicist

At the Hammerfall Gang's headquarters, dim lighting cast swaying shadows on the damp stone walls, and the air was thick with the mixed smells of rust and blood.

Wildhammer stood in the center of the hall, his thick body like an iron tower, casting a shadow over the miserable-looking Karl.

He watched as his most trusted subordinate's legs were beaten to a bloody pulp, leaving him unrecognizable. His full beard, like barbs, trembled slightly in anger, like a ferocious beast about to erupt.

"This is outrageous! Do you really think my Hammer Gang is helpless?!"

His voice was deep and muffled like thunder, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an uncontrollable killing intent.

"Boss, waaaaah~~ It's okay if they hit me, but I went there on your behalf. Hitting me is like slapping you in the face! They don't respect you at all!" Karl struggled to raise his head, his face covered in blood and tears, sobbing and crying.

Upon hearing this, Manchui slammed his fist into the wooden table beside him. With a loud 'bang,' the heavy solid wood table shattered into pieces, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

He stood up abruptly, his muscles tense, and the rage burning in his eyes seemed to reach the heavens.

"Night Owl Gang, what a Night Owl Gang! I didn't want to go this far, but they're forcing me!"

Manchui narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in his long, narrow slits, carrying a chilling aura.

The night was as dark as ink when a deafening explosion rang out in the Night Owl Gang's territory.

While meditating, Qin Ye suddenly opened his eyes, a strange light flashing in his dark pupils. He sensed an extremely powerful energy fluctuation, unstable but very strong.

A cloud of black mist silently appeared. After sensing the location, Qin Ye stepped into it, and his figure was instantly swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

When it reappeared, it was already next to a gang member whose body was emanating black mist.

Within the area shrouded in black mist, Qin Ye could move freely.

In some cases, it's better than fate.

The scene before them was horrific; the charred ruins were still emitting eerie blue smoke, and a huge crater had been blasted into the ground, with cracks spreading outwards like a spider web.

A large number of corpses lay scattered on the ground, their bodies twisted beyond recognition, as if they had been forcibly twisted into a pretzel shape by a giant hand.

The remaining gang members were scattered around, their dark gun barrels all pointed at a figure.

It was a thin figure, about ten years old, dressed in tattered and dirty clothes, with messy hair covering most of her face; she could vaguely be identified as a girl.

She knelt on the ground, clutching her head tightly with both hands, her body trembling violently, and emitting muffled moans of pain from her throat.

However, judging from the tense and fearful demeanor of the Night Owl Gang members around her, it was clear that she was responsible for the horrific scene.

"What's going on?" Qin Ye asked.

The henchman immediately responded, "Boss, we were on patrol when this kid suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was acting crazy and wouldn't answer any questions. She kept saying things like 'Don't make noise, don't make noise.' Some of the guys tried to grab her, but as soon as they touched her, they were thrown back. She was the one who caused the commotion."

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on the little girl.

If I'm not mistaken, this little girl is a psychic, and her psychic level is quite high.

Its body was constantly flashing with translucent psionic energy fluctuations, like chaotic electric currents, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting, extremely unstable, as if it was trying its best to suppress, or as if it was about to lose control at any moment.

"Ah!!! It hurts, my head! Who? Who's talking? What? What are they saying? Stop talking, stop talking, I don't understand! Torch? Light? Hehe...so beautiful...I'm hungry, I want to eat..."

The little girl's frantic screams echoed through the ruins, sometimes sharp and piercing, sometimes low and sobbing.

Her thin, bony fingers dug deep into her disheveled hair, her nails scratching her scalp and drawing blood, only to return to normal in an instant.

Her unfocused pupils trembled violently, as if staring at a terrifying scene that ordinary people could not see. Her babbling was fragmented, as if she were talking to countless voices at the same time, or as if some being had forcibly stuffed too much incomprehensible information into her.

Suddenly, the temperature around them plummeted, and tiny white specks drifted down from the sky. Qin Ye reached out to catch them, and they turned out to be snowflakes.

In the perpetually dark and sunless underground nest, in a closed space filled with industrial exhaust fumes and radioactive dust, snow actually began to fall.

Qin Ye re-examined the thin figure curled up on the ground. What level of psychic could so easily change the weather or even create something out of nothing?
"It's warm...it's better to be warmer..."

The indistinct groan had barely faded when the temperature curve of the entire space seemed to be violently folded by an invisible hand.

The snowflakes that were falling just a second ago suddenly vaporized, and scalding white steam instantly rose from the frost-covered ground.

The Night Owl gang member closest to the little girl screamed in terror as his body bubbled and melted like wax, the gun in his hand turning into molten iron that flowed from his rotting flesh.

"Everyone, get out of this area!"

Qin Ye's shout was like a sharp blade cleaving through the chaos. He took a step forward and arrived in front of the little girl in the blink of an eye, and the Instant Prison Shadow Killing Array instantly enveloped her.

If he wasn't mistaken, this little girl was probably an Alpha-level psionicist.

If a psionicist of this level were to completely lose control, the energy they unleash would be enough to vaporize the entire Nest City world in an instant, and billions of living beings on the planet would perish!

An Alpha-level psionicist who has not undergone systematic training is a walking calamity!
You can't even kill her. Psionicists have a close connection with the warp, especially Alpha-level psionicists. Killing her at will will inevitably cause psionic chaos and even a warp storm!

At that time, not only this planet, but the entire star system may collapse as a result, swallowed by a large number of subspace rifts, forming a void in the universe that connects subspace.

Endless chaotic power will flow through this void into the real universe.

That would be a disaster.

The little girl seemed to sense the change in her surroundings, and her small body began to tremble violently.

She hugged her shoulders tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and a whimper like that of a small animal escaped her throat.

"no, do not want"

As her fear intensified, a blinding psionic glow suddenly erupted in the air, and a visible energy storm surged around her, sweeping outwards like raging waves.

The protective blood aura surrounding Qin Ye was instantly torn apart by this violent energy, and he was sent flying backward as if struck by a giant hammer.

The Instant Shadow Killing Array, as strong as a spatial barrier, began to twist and deform under this power, trembling violently, as if it would completely collapse at any moment.

Qin Ye knew very well that once this little girl completely lost control, the Instant Prison Shadow Killing Array would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Not only will the hive be destroyed, but his plans to become the planet's governor and develop his own legion will also be buried in the ruins of the apocalypse.

Although he was confident that he could survive the psionic out-of-control situation, on a desolate planet, or even on a planet that might explode and fall into the void, the difficulty of developing his legion would increase exponentially.

Just getting to another inhabited planet is a difficult task.

He can't travel through the universe at the speed of light.

We must keep her calm and patient.

Qin Ye flipped over and landed steadily. He took a step and stood not far from the little girl. Then he took out a piece of dried beef, a piece of chocolate, and a bottle of mineral water from his food pouch.

In the Warhammer world, these three items are so valuable that they could be exchanged for a truckload of weapons and ammunition.

But for him now, this is the most worthwhile investment. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Aren't you hungry? Here, have some food, it's delicious."

Qin Ye spoke softly, trying his best not to appear dangerous.

To put the little girl at ease, he slowly tore open the chocolate wrapper and took a small bite in front of her, the sweet aroma instantly spreading in her mouth.

This action seemed to have an effect; the little girl slowly raised her head, revealing a dirty little face through her messy hair.

Her skin was rough and dull due to long-term malnutrition, but surprisingly, there was no trace of radiation sickness on her body.

The little girl twitched her nose slightly, her eyes fixed on the chocolate in Qin Ye's hand.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she carefully moved forward, and when she was a meter away from Qin Ye, she grabbed at the air, and the chocolate mysteriously appeared in her hand.

She couldn't wait to stuff the whole chocolate, wrapper and all, into her mouth, letting out a satisfied whimper.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Ye unscrewed the mineral water bottle and gently placed it at her feet along with the beef jerky.

The little girl immediately pounced on the food and devoured it like a starving little animal.

As she ate, the violent psionic fluctuations around her gradually subsided, and the dangerous energy storm slowly dissipated into the air.

Only then did Qin Ye secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

He took out more food from the sac one after another: bread, compressed biscuits, canned meat, and yogurt. The little girl accepted everything without hesitation until her little belly was round and bulging, and she stopped eating when she was so full that she kept burping.

At this moment, the little girl's gaze towards Qin Ye changed. Her eyes, which were originally filled with wariness and confusion, now shone with an innocent and pure light.

She had never met anyone so kind to her, who left all the precious, enticingly fragrant food for her, while not eating a single bite himself.

"Thank you," she murmured softly, her dirty fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes. "You're so kind."

Qin Ye smiled gently and sat down beside her: "You're welcome. Can you tell me your name? How did you get here?"

When she's not having an attack, the girl looks no different from any other child, even more innocent: "My name is Hela, and my dad sent me here."

Qin Ye raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Who is your father? Why did he send you here?"

Hela bit her finger and thought for a while, then shook her head in confusion: "Dad is Dad, he only told me to come here."

A look of understanding flashed in Qin Ye's eyes. He was almost certain that the 'father' the girl was talking about was the leader of the Hammerfall Gang.

Whether the two are truly father and daughter remains to be investigated.

After all, how could a powerful leader who commands hundreds of thousands of gang members allow his own daughter to be reduced to a garbage collector?

Even if this daughter is a dangerous psychic.

Qin Ye sneered inwardly, wondering if the leader of the Falling Hammer Gang was ruthless or simply foolish.

Placing an Alpha-level psionicist on Night Owl Gang territory is undoubtedly intended to use their psionic abilities to destroy the gang.

The idea is good, but isn't he afraid that the psionic energy will go out of control and blow up the whole nest?

However, Qin Ye did have to thank the leader of the Falling Hammer Gang.

It provided him with an excellent boost.

"Hela, do you always hear people talking to you in your head, see strange things, and have strange dreams when you sleep?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Hela tilted her head in confusion.

Qin Ye's lips curled into a coaxing smile: "I have a way to free you from these troubles and allow you to live like a normal bottom-nest person, with delicious food and drinks every day. Would you be willing to accept that?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hela was already nodding her little head like she was pounding garlic.

She didn't quite understand those complicated promises, but the phrase "delicious food every day" was enough to make her eyes light up. This was something she never dared to dream of.

"Okay, then try to hold back and don't get excited."

Qin Ye placed his hand on Hela's head, and wisps of black mist, shimmering with a ghostly blue light, surged from his palm. These wisps of mist, like living tentacles, slowly seeped into the girl's seven orifices.

Hela's face immediately contorted, the psychic energy fluctuations that had just subsided stirred up again, and the surrounding air began to distort and tremble.

But she obediently endured it, and did not lose control until the black mist completely entered her body.

When everything returned to calm, Hela blinked.

An unprecedented sense of refreshment swept over her consciousness. The incomprehensible whispers disappeared, and her chaotic mind felt like a pool of clear water, extremely comfortable.

However, a thick black fog shrouded the clear spring.

She didn't know what it was, but when she touched it, it felt soft and familiar. At the same time, she vaguely sensed that something was peering in from outside the black mist.

Snapped!
Qin Ye snapped his fingers, and a large number of dark figures emerged from the darkness not far away.

"Use your psionic power to crush them."

He wanted to verify whether psionicists controlled by the Curse of Ruin would still be affected by the warp after using psionic powers.

Ordinary psionicists are simply unable to provide accurate experimental results; only powerful Alpha-level psionicists like Hela can visually demonstrate the differences.

Alpha-level psionicists are either insane or mad.

It's because of its deep connection with the subspace.

Hela nodded obediently, a serious expression appearing on her dirty little face.

She didn't even make any spellcasting movements; she simply raised her right hand casually.

boom--

A surge of psionic energy, as powerful as Mount Tai, suddenly descended. The dark figures within range didn't even have a chance to struggle before they exploded like dolls crushed by an invisible giant hand, turning into wisps of fragmented shadows that dissipated into the air.

After completing all this, Hela turned her head and gave Qin Ye an innocent smile.

Her eyes were clear, her breathing was steady, and the surging spiritual energy within her lay dormant like a docile pet, showing no signs of getting out of control.

"very good."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Qin Ye's eyes. He really had to give a proper 'thank you' to the leader of the Hammerfall Gang.

They really brought him a treasure.

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(End of this chapter)