Storm of Gods

Chapter 52 Psionic Convergence Beam
The city walls were utterly ineffective against the addicts. Without even fully revealing his true form, Philmi swiftly arrived outside the city as a phantom. He could have used the sewers, but he chose not to; since he'd already been exposed, he unleashed his hunting prowess, rapidly increasing his strength. Eventually, everyone would be his prey, hehehe~~~
Subconsciously, he let out a strange cry, which felt increasingly pleasurable. Once his only restraint was broken, the Fallen One was completely unleashed. This was also a problem after absorbing the Abyss Worm; his primal desires grew day by day. Without sufficient self-control, losing control was only a matter of time. It was already quite remarkable that Philmi had managed to hold on until now.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them. Luo Jin had somehow blocked their path, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and was sizing up Philmi. "This should be about right."

At this point, Philmi had transformed into a vaper. When he first transformed, he vomited, felt fear, smashed many mirrors, and felt regret. However, as time went on, he grew to like this form more and more. He experienced unprecedented pleasure from both mating and feeding!
Gradually, one develops a sense of familiarity and acceptance towards this form. Its massive limbs are covered in writhing, fleshy growths, each seemingly possessing its own consciousness. More than a dozen rotating, eyeball-like structures adorn its body. A bald head grows atop the monster's torso, its red muscles undulating. The remaining human face vaguely resembles Philmi's.

"Luo Jin, Luo Jin, we've kept to ourselves, why are you courting death? Can a mere mortal like you stand against the gods?"

Luo Jin exhaled a smoke ring and almost laughed, "Do you look like a god?"

“What do you know? What do you think gods are like? That’s just the imagination of foolish mortals,” Philmi stuck out his tongue. “Break free from the constraints of the body and liberate the soul—that is the ultimate form of life!”

"Philmi, you graduated from the Order of the Knights and became a captain in just a few years. You have a bright future ahead of you. Why did you choose this path?" Luo Jin asked.

Philmi waved his tongue, saliva dripping onto the ground, turning it black, and his stench grew stronger. "You want to ask about Mondlil, right? Haha, I know a lot of things, much more than you think. Do you believe I can go back in style one day? Hehehe~~~~"

As she spoke, the bumps on Fimimi's body opened their mouths and began to release mist. The mist appeared and spread in just over ten seconds, quickly enveloping Luo Jin. From within the mist, Fimimi's voice could be heard, "Why do you think I walked along the city wall? I replenished my water supply when I passed the moat. The night patrolmen are all useless trash. It was hilarious when I ate that Kurt..."

bang bang bang...

The Hextech Psionic Gun, using sound to pinpoint the location, accurately hit the feeder; however, the mithril bullets, which are usually effective against corrupted creatures, had no effect.

boom……

The heavy attack sent Luo Jin flying. Before he even landed, a dark shadow, shrouded in mist, closed in and unleashed a barrage of attacks on him. Muffled thuds echoed through the mist. "Hehehe~~ Hehehe~~~ See that? This is the power of a god! What kind of worthless night watchmen are you? Before me, you're nothing but dogs..."

boom……

With a loud bang, Philmi's voice came to an abrupt halt, and his figure was sent flying. However, Philmi immediately pounced upon landing, seemingly unaffected by the impact. If it were a human body, such a blow would have broken their bones, but the user's powerful body was completely unaffected. Moreover, Philmi could sense subtle changes within a radius of several hundred meters.

Judging from the ground tremors, it was clear that many warriors were heading in their direction. The addict was good at fighting, but the current environment was obviously not suitable for a group fight, and there was no guarantee that there were people from the church among them. The church's spells were troublesome, and his current strength was not enough to fight against the power of a city.

Luo Jin seemed to have grasped his opponent's intentions and immediately attacked. Philmi moved swiftly through the mist, making him difficult to track, but he wasn't trying to escape. A dazzling beam of psionic energy pierced through the mist and shot towards Luo Jin. Although Luo Jin dodged the sudden attack, he only avoided a vital spot. His right arm was instantly pierced, a chunk of flesh was sliced ​​off, and blood gushed out. Luo Jin frowned slightly.

"Good skills, but useless. With such power, you can't withstand it even if you're wearing armor blessed by the moon goddess, let alone your physical body. And you can't even hurt my skin!" Philmi roared as he unleashed a beam of psychic energy. This was the power born from the psychic energy absorber. The mist was only one part of it; the true core was the resilient, almost immortal body and the indestructible beam of psychic energy.

This made even the seasoned Night Watchman feel like a quail. He still remembered the disbelief in Kurt's eyes, how insignificant and humble he was. If he hadn't become a user, he wouldn't have been a match for Kurt.

This was the fatal blow to Kurt. Night Watchers often face mysterious events and have a set of survival skills, but against such an attack, those defenses were useless. Kurt's special ability was also useless as he was pierced through vital points. Luo Jin was not bad, only losing an arm. But in the fog, how could he dodge the second blow?

Philmi excitedly opened his mouth, which split open all the way to his forehead. A small monster's head emerged from a pile of rolling tumors. Its features were distorted but still vaguely recognizable, like some kind of creature. The energy beam was emitted from its mouth.

Just then, a flash of light appeared, and it was as if a small red sun was rising from the mist. Boom!
A beam of focused energy, as thick as an arm, blasted out, shattering the mist and instantly obliterating the lower half of the user's body. Philmi's eyeballs bulged out; he felt no pain, only witnessing his lower body disappear and the remaining body floating in the air. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him.

With a cigarette still dangling from his mouth, Luo Jin caught the little monster that was trying to retract from Philmi's mouth to Philmi's astonishment. He gathered his fingers together, and red spiritual ointment spread out, instantly binding the little monster with red circles.

The sealing technique is complete.

Just then, the Night Patrolmen and the Knights arrived from not far away. Luo Jin had also finished his cigarette. "Send it to the church."

"Yes, boss!"

The night patrolmen shouted in unison, their voices echoing through the sky, their morale soaring. Finally, they had caught them!

Looking at the disgusting half-body of the sucker and the monster in its mouth, the crowd was filled with excitement. The remaining half of the monster's body was still wriggling, showing no signs of death. The knights looked at the Night Watchers with more awe.

Among the crowd, Casey saw Luo Jin's wound and was very anxious, but to Li Xin's surprise, she did not rush out.

The matter of catching the addict Philmi is not over yet, and Luo Jin does not think he is the whole story.

(End of this chapter)