Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 200 Violent Suppression

The air on the street seemed to be frozen, and the protesting team of the Soul Absorbers and the suppression force of the Mole Science Society were at the critical point of confrontation.

The Soul Absorbers did not intend to hold a peaceful demonstration this time. Not only were there a large number of Soul Absorbers in the team, there were more than 200 soul absorbers, and they also formed a clear battle formation.

The leader was the Soul Absorber leader in a purple robe, floating in the air, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was concentrating on casting a mind spell.

Behind him, Soul Absorber warriors in gray robes were closely arranged. They were floating in the air one by one, with their hands stretched forward, like warriors ready to launch a mind shock at any time.

On the ground, some foot warriors of the slave race formed a tight defense line, holding spear-like spiritual weapons, and staring vigilantly at the management bureau operators in front of them.

Among the teams of the slave races, there were several gray dwarf warriors carrying crossbows. Although these were cold weapons, the runes on them showed that these crossbows had powerful mental destructive power, enough to break the mental defenses of ordinary people.

The entire protest team was not only well-equipped, but also large in number, and was obviously ready to fight with the Administration.

The slogans of protest echoed in the air, with a sense of oppression.

"Dictators of the Administration, we will not be silent anymore! You must lift the restrictions on the Ilishid Empire, lift the discriminatory treaty restrictions on our civilization, and open multiple trading ports in the border areas and the New World.

If you do not listen to our opinions, we will take corresponding protest measures, and the Empire's [Nautilus Spacecraft] and thousands of servant race armies will blast away the various transmission restrictions you set at the border areas!!!"

The purple-robed spirit sucker leader used a mental link to directly spread the message to the protesters and citizens around him, with a strong mental power, making ordinary people feel a splitting headache, like an invisible storm covering the entire neighborhood.

The people of various races in the New World who wanted to watch the fun were disturbed by the spiritual messages of the spirit suckers.

The spiritual shock spread by the spirit suckers was like an invisible sound wave, sweeping the streets layer by layer. The strong mental shock made many onlookers who were originally joining in the fun feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

On both sides of the street, many people who were standing leisurely to watch the show began to cover their heads, frowning, and some even couldn't help vomiting.

They just wanted to see the confrontation between the Administration and the protesters, but they never expected that the terrifying oppression of the conflict that was about to break out had enveloped the entire neighborhood.

"These crazy people, they don't even let go of the melon eaters!"

A Talun merchant cursed, covered his head, turned around and hurriedly evacuated to a safe area in the distance.

Several followers behind him followed closely, with painful expressions on their faces.

The people of various races in the New World who wanted to watch the fun were disturbed by their spiritual messages and felt uncomfortable, and some even felt dizzy.

Most people like to watch fun, not become fun.

On the streets, people of all races began to complain about the indiscriminate mental impact of the soul suckers, and at the same time, they tried their best to retreat outside the border of the conflict site, trying to stay away from the center of the storm that was about to break out.

The doors of many shops have been slammed shut, and the iron protective doors are "banging".

The people inside have begun to pack up their valuables, and some have even evacuated quickly through secret passages.

In the chaos, the once bustling streets gradually became empty, with only the roar of the soul suckers and the indifference of the management staff.

Most of the onlookers have withdrawn from here. Of course, this land has never lacked creatures who only want fun and don't care about their lives.

There are several penguins wearing strange clothes and crawling on the top of the roof with strange-style cameras. They stare at the conflict site below like war correspondents, and their eyes are shining with excitement.

The conflict between the soul suckers and the management is imminent.

Many people know that once the battle breaks out, this area will soon be reduced to ruins.

However, destruction and creation - these are the norms of the new world.

With the birth of the [Golden Tree], the modified value economy has completely changed the speed and method of building reconstruction.

Today, the reconstruction of buildings is more than thousands of times faster than in the past.

Many plane merchants have set their sights on this market and opened their own "Extreme Speed ​​Construction Company" to specialize in post-disaster reconstruction projects.

In the New York area, the municipal urban building restoration has long been outsourced to these Extreme Speed ​​Construction Companies. As long as there is government approval and sufficient funds, they can rebuild any style of building within a few days, which is simply astonishing.

Whether it is classical architecture, Gothic architecture, Baroque architecture, or Terra Modernism, Postmodernism, Punk Architecture, Biomechanical Style...

No matter what style, the Extreme Speed ​​Company can easily achieve it.

The Terra New World area dominated by New York has become bizarre, especially in places close to the city center or multi-ethnic civilization trading hubs, where the architectural styles are rich and diverse, which is dazzling.

Some buildings are like spires reaching into the sky, with exterior walls covered with intricate Gothic carvings and shrouded in shadows, like relics pulled out from an ancient era; and right next to it is a punk-style factory-type building with exterior walls covered with pipes and steam equipment. The whole building seems alive, and emits a "buzzing" mechanical sound from time to time.

Further away, there is a biomechanical building. The entire building looks like it is made of a giant insect shell. The walls are covered with pulsating patterns that look like living creatures, with a strange vitality.

Compared with these bizarre buildings, the buildings in the Authority headquarters area near Hell's Kitchen are relatively restrained and normal.

Those buildings are towering, full of order and simple lines, obviously to maintain the authority's majestic and impartial image.

However, if you take a few more steps outside and beyond the scope of the Authority's influence, you can see all kinds of bizarre buildings appearing one after another.

New York has become a testing ground for architectural styles, where the building codes of yesteryear seem laughably pale.

And this abnormal architectural trend is spreading rapidly from the urban area of ​​New York in the New World to various abnormal states in the Edici Federation.

Many planes and cities have followed suit, and some have even spread to the major hubs of Normal State and Terra.

This architectural trend has gradually broken away from the original regulations and has become uncontrollable.

Many forces have a wait-and-see attitude towards this trend, and for some violent law enforcement agencies that only focus on destruction, this trend allows them to infinitely raise the upper limit of the destruction threshold of their violent law enforcement.

At this moment, in the shadows of the buildings and narrow alleys on both sides of the street, several heavy [steel-cast behemoths-soul tanks] were quietly in place and ready.

Huge composite adamantine armor covers the entire shell of the tank. The armor surface is wrapped in a self-healing energy-resistant layer, exuding a cold metallic luster.

At the front of each tank is a huge "Destroyer" with a thick and long barrel that points straight into the distance and can fire a round of deadly fire coverage at any time.

Two Crusher mortars were installed on the sides of the tank, aiming at the center of the protest team.

The people who control these steel behemoths are the black-robed operators of the Mole Science Society. They wear black combat robes and goggles, and are skillfully debugging the tank's combat system.

Not far away, ten [Basilisk Artillery] have also been quietly arranged outside the scene.

Each artillery piece stood on a hidden commanding height like a war giant, with its barrel pointed directly at the protest site.

The coating at the end of the barrel reflects faint light, and the gunners precisely adjust the angle of the muzzle to ensure that each shell hits the target.

The black-robed operators concentrated on operating the artillery's ammunition loading system, and their fingers quickly operated on the semi-automatic ammunition loading system.

After loading, they waited for the firing order from the mole at any time through the encrypted communication channel.

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Among the two opposing camps, Priest Seal and Special Operator Mole-Rich Robert stared coldly at the leader of the Soulsuckers in front. His voice like cold metal broke the silence of the moment:

"Azaz Malkoun, this is your last chance."

"Disarm, take your people, and leave here immediately. Remember - you can only negotiate through the legal channels of the New Alliance."

His eyes were cold, and the mechanical fingers of his right hand were gently closed. A blue energy glimmer danced on his fingertips, like a mechanical beast that could explode at any time.

The group of spirit suckers in front stood neatly in three rows. There were hundreds of spirit suckers floating in the air, and everyone's eyes glowed with a cold light.

They were wearing dark purple robes, and the open tentacles on their smooth, eyeless heads were swaying gently. The air around them was filled with faint mental shock waves, like an invisible weight hanging over the entire neighborhood.

The leader, Azaz Malkoun, was suspended at the front, his tentacles spread out, and a deep spiritual voice echoed in everyone's minds:

"What you call laws, restrictions on the mental control abilities of mind suckers, is a suppression of our culture!"

"We refuse to give in and compromise!"

As they protested, the black-robed officers of the Administration gradually raised their bolt guns, with a hint of coldness and vigilance in their eyes.

The eyes of the operators in the front row behind their shields were fixed on the soul suckers, their fingers tightly on the triggers.

The operators in the back row have already adjusted the shooting angle, and as soon as the command is issued, the firepower of the Administration will pour down.

Rich Robert spoke again, with obvious anger and long-repressed violence:

"You have violated the Law on the Control of Special Abilities of Different Races, the Law on the Coexistence of Humans and Abnormal Races, the Law on the Management of Out-of-Control Abilities of Different Races, the Law on the Prevention of Social Hazards of Different Races, and the Law on the Prevention of Social Hazards of Different Races enacted by the New Alliance and the Kingdom of Heaven."

Mole's tone was cold, with unconcealable anger and coldness.

"As a new world law enforcement unit, the Authority has the right to isolate, imprison or expel you - if an incident of racial violence occurs, the Authority will conduct a strict investigation of the parties involved and take necessary sanctions to eliminate potential sources of social harm.”

Mole continued, his voice low and full of oppression:

"Now, leave here and stop provoking the Authority's bottom line. This is Terra, not the Illhid country of your mind-drainers.

Here, your moral and legal concepts must obey the rules and regulations. You know, allowing a dangerous race like yours to walk in the new world is already a huge kindness and concession.

If you kick your nose and face again..."

"Hahaha------"

Before he finished speaking, the leader of the Soul Suckers, Azaz Malkorn, suddenly sneered, and then burst into a burst of arrogant mental shock, almost distorting the air around him.

His mental voice bombarded the consciousness of everyone present like thunder:

"Benevolence? Hahaha! With the support of the Kingdom of Heaven, you, the inferior goods with deformed diseases and odd-toed organs, have the illusion that you can be on an equal footing with us?

I tell you, inferior goods, even your fourth sword bearer, would not dare to be so arrogant when seeing the great mastermind of our Ilishid Empire..."

His words stopped abruptly, because just before Azaz finished his last sentence, a sharp cold light flashed in the eyes of the mole, and he took off the glove on his right mechanical arm without hesitation, revealing the mechanical palm with flashing light.

Without any hesitation, he raised his right hand high, and the energy accumulated in his palm instantly burst out a terrifying beam of light, directly aimed at Azaz's chest.

Buzz——

The beam cut through the air, turned into a blazing lightning, and rushed towards Azaz with unstoppable force.

The leader of the soul suckers had not yet reacted, his facial expression froze instantly, his eyes showed incredible astonishment, but his fighting instinct made him quickly deploy his mental stance - an invisible barrier instantly formed in front of him, trying to block this fatal attack.

Boom!

The beam instantly hit Azaz's mental barrier, and the violent energy impact caused the barrier to break almost instantly. The remaining force of the beam did not decrease, directly hitting his chest, blasting him out and crashing into the building behind him.

The wall of the building collapsed under this terrifying force, making a loud noise and scattering dust.

"How dare you..."

Azaz's figure was completely buried in the ruins, and a faint groan came from the broken walls.

At this moment, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and exploded completely.

Just as the mole launched the attack, the soul suckers' reaction was also quick and fierce.

Seeing the leader being blown away, there was a commotion in the team of soul suckers. Some soul suckers suddenly jumped up and emitted sharp mental fluctuations.

They floated in the air, opened their tentacles, and surged with powerful mental energy. The air around them seemed to become heavy, as if the entire space was twisted and oppressed by their mental power.

"You running dogs of the Administration! You will pay the price for this!"

A soul sucker roared and launched a mental attack, which spread out instantly, trying to interfere with the consciousness of the operators of the Administration.

[Group·Mind Blast!!!]

Crack——

Crack——

The mental explosion shields raised by the operators in the front row lit up instantly, and the blue light barrier blocked the mental shock outside, but cracks also appeared on the surface of the shield.

"Everyone enter combat mode!" Mole ordered calmly, his voice was not loud but clear and powerful.

The battle broke out in an instant.

Following the attack signal sent by the mole, the front row of the Administration operators opened fire first. The sharp sound of the bolt guns tore through the air, and the energy bullets were mercilessly fired at the soul suckers in front.

Those soul suckers who reacted a little slower were the first to bear the brunt. As soon as a glimmer of light appeared on their mental barriers, they were instantly penetrated by the high-energy bullets of the bolt guns and directly hit their heads.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A bolt bullet accurately hit the head of a soul sucker. The soul sucker's tentacles had just risen, and before his consciousness could react, his entire head exploded like a punctured balloon, brain and blood splashed out, and his body fell to the ground powerlessly.

The battle instantly escalated into a bloody battle.

More soul suckers issued piercing mental screams in the air, and the fluctuating mental energy surged towards the defense line of the Administration operators like a huge wave.

The air became distorted under their power, and their mental attacks pierced into the operators' consciousness like invisible blades, trying to destroy their defenses.

"Maintain the formation!"

Mole roared, controlling his mechanical arm, and his palm once again accumulated deadly beam energy, while calling for fire support from the rear.

The [Basilisk Artillery] in the back row responded to the order almost instantly, and ten huge artillery fired at the same time. The explosion sounded, and the artillery shells crossed the sky with burning tail flames and accurately smashed into the team of soul suckers.

The ground was torn apart, and the shock wave generated by the huge explosion tore the bodies of several soul suckers into pieces, and the broken limbs and arms flew everywhere, and the scene was bloody and messy.

A soul sucker was blown away in the explosion, his tentacles were torn, and his body was almost broken in two, and screams echoed in the air.

But even so, he still tried to use his mind power to control the battlefield, but before he could open his mind stance, the next bolt pierced his chest directly, and his body fell powerlessly like a broken puppet.

At the same time, the slave race of the mind suckers, the gray dwarves, raised the rune arrows in their hands. The runes flashed strangely on the surface of the arrows, and the sound of the bowstrings tightened echoed in the air. They did not hesitate to shoot dense rain of arrows at the defense line of the Administration.

These arrows contained magical power, and almost as soon as they touched the explosion-proof shield, they caused a violent explosion.

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

"Ah hiss~"

Several operators were caught off guard and were blown away several meters, falling in a pool of blood and groaning.

A few painful groans passed through the fire and explosions, but their support team responded quickly. The heavy operators rushed forward under the dense attacks of explosions and rune arrows, raised their psychic explosion shields to form a circle, and instantly protected their fallen companions.

"Quick, medical magic!" a heavy operator shouted.

The nearby medical operators immediately followed, and the Administration's standard magic staff in their hands flashed a soft light, and the green healing light sprinkled on the fallen operators, wrapping their ruptured wounds, quickly stopping bleeding and relieving pain.

Under their cover, the injured operators were quickly transferred to the rear and withdrawn from the battle.

At the same time, on the other side, the lurking slave army of the soul sucker, the violent demonized orcs roared loudly, like a moving wall of meat, waving huge battle axes and rushing towards the Administration's defense line.

The orcs' eyes were red, full of frenzy and desire for killing. The battle axe swept through the air, and the wind pressure even shook the air.

"Hold on!" A heavy-armored operator roared, and the voice was transmitted to the whole team through the communicator.

The heavy-armored operators in the front row quickly raised their psychic explosion shields, and the iron-like formation was like a solid barrier, meeting the violent attack of the orcs.

The huge battle axe chopped on the explosion shield, shaking the arms of the operators behind the shield, but they did not retreat at all, and their footsteps were firmly planted on the ground like nails.

"Fire!" The sniper operators in the back row had already locked the target.

Bang bang bang bang--

Bang bang bang bang--

The bolt guns simultaneously emitted deadly screams, and bullets poured forward like raindrops, accurately shooting at the violent demonized orcs.

An orc was about to swing the battle axe to attack again, but in mid-air, several high-energy bolt bullets hit his head and torso directly.

In an instant, the huge force tore him apart, blood and flesh splattered, broken limbs and arms scattered on the battlefield, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Seeing this, another demonized orc roared and swung his battle axe, trying to split the defense line of the Administration.

However, just as he took a few steps, the guards on both sides reacted quickly, took out their chainsaw swords, and with the low sound of "sizzling", the blades of the chainsaw swords instantly bit into the orc's body.

The iron-toothed blades spun rapidly, and the demonized orc was completely unable to resist. His body was instantly cut into pieces, blood and minced meat splattered around, and he fell into a pool of blood.

The soul suckers felt the crisis approaching and burst out with more fierce mental attacks.

Invisible mental shock waves hit the operators of the Administration like huge waves, and a piercing scream was faintly heard in the air. Several operators could not withstand this intensity of mental attacks, covered their heads in pain, and knelt on the ground, with extreme pain on their faces.

But more operators gritted their teeth and forcibly withstood the mental shock, and the firepower support from the back row never stopped.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

Bang, bang, bang! ! !

Wave after wave of explosive arrows poured out, and several soul suckers were unable to dodge in the air and were directly torn apart by the rain of bullets. Their flesh and blood exploded in the air along with the flames.

"The back row auxiliary operators release the slow magic!"

The roar of the steel seal priest resounded throughout the battlefield. At the same time, he raised the steel arm in his right hand and directly smashed the head of an approaching orc. With his left hand, he took out his modified bolt gun and shot at several enemies in front who tried to tear through the line. With the roar of "bang, bang, bang", the heads of those enemies were cracked one after another.

The auxiliary operators responded quickly. They also raised the standard magic wands of the Administration and combined the resources of the peripheral genealogy think tank [Adam] for assistance.

Powerful EVE particles surged, and a large number of slow magic began to impact the mind barrier of the soul suckers.

Crack——

Crack——

Crack——

The slow magic burst out a faint blue light in the air, tightly binding the soul suckers in the air, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, and the soul suckers were forcibly dragged down from the air.

"Special operators, press on, harvest!"

At the command of Father Steel Seal, the special operators acted quickly.

They held micro bolters in their left hands and chainsaw swords in their right hands, forming a three-three formation, marching like a precision-operated machine.

Those soul suckers who were dragged down just struggled to get up, and were accurately hit by the bolters of the special operators, and then the chainsaw swords were swung, accompanied by blood and flesh splashing, tearing the soul suckers' bodies into pieces.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, the streets were filled with explosions and fighting, blood and fire intertwined, corpses piled up like mountains, blood dyed the ground of the entire area red, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and death.

At this moment, the battlefield was a one-sided massacre, and the black-robed operators of the Administration showed amazing combat qualities.

The well-trained operators were precise and coordinated, and the bolt guns and chainsaw swords worked together perfectly. It was a complete massacre.

The mind suckers and their enslaved races had never expected that the Administration would suddenly launch an attack without warning, without hesitation, quickly and violently.

Their preset negotiation and pressure strategies collapsed in an instant, and all that was left was the baptism of blood and fire.

The streets were full of corpses, and the mind suckers fell in a pool of blood. Some were directly blown into a bloody mess by bolt bullets, their heads were blown open, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

The arrogant mind suckers had no power to fight back under this fire suppression, and most of them had been violently suppressed.

The enslaved demonized orcs also became cold corpses under the efficient firepower and chainsaw swords of the guards operators.

Less than one tenth of the psychic suckers and slave races survived.

At this moment, the psychic sucker leader Azaz Malkorn, who was buried in the ruins, finally struggled to crawl out of the ruins of the building. He looked up at the battlefield with undisguised anger and despair in his eyes.

What caught his eyes was the scene of the troops who had once been loyal to him being ruthlessly slaughtered by the Administration, blood all over the ground, and screams mixed with the sound of explosions.

"How dare you!" Azaz's mind expanded with uncontrollable anger and shock.

"How dare you!" His voice instantly rose eight degrees, with a sharp friction sound like nails scratching on a blackboard, and ripples appeared in the air around him.

"Damn human inferior goods!!!"

"You are blaspheming the Ilishid Empire! Trampling on the dignity of the great mastermind!!"

In this crazy roar, his hand trembled and reached into his arms, pulling out a mysterious device that flashed a blue-purple glimmer - a perfect seamless cube.

Each side is about 3 feet long, smooth as if there is no gap, and emits strong mental energy fluctuations.

This is the anti-race weapon of the [Illichide Empire] - [Thought Annihilation Cube].

[Thought Annihilation Cube] is a high-level mind-arcane fusion device developed by the mind-sucking civilization, specially used to instantly destroy creatures in a large range without causing any physical damage to the environment or buildings.

Its construction relies on the combination of the powerful psychic power of the mind-sucking and arcane technology, which can release powerful mental energy in a destructive way, specifically targeting living beings, weakening or completely destroying the spirit and consciousness of living beings.

The cube releases a powerful mental shock field through the amplification of the mind-sucking energy of the mind-sucking, covering a wide area in a very short time.

The cube can only be activated by the mind-sucking or creatures with psychic powers.

The activator injects mental consciousness into the cube, and the cube immediately begins to accumulate energy.

Once the energy is accumulated, the cube releases a powerful thought-annihilation wave, forming a mental shock field in an instant.

This shock field will spread rapidly, covering a minimum diameter of about 6,000 meters.

It can also automatically distinguish between friends and enemies through telepathy, and the activator can also control its attack target through [Telepathic Link] to avoid harming allies.

Because this blast field only affects the spirit and soul of creatures and does not harm any physical structure (such as buildings, weapons or objects), it makes it a precise and efficient killing tool in the civilization conquest and invasion of the spirit suckers.

Moreover, it can not only instantly trigger the "Thought Destruction Wave" in a large range, but also adjust its attack mode to focus on a single target or a high-intensity mind blast wave in a cone range.

Even high-level extraordinary people in the heavens and the worlds can be paralyzed, unconscious, or even die because of this powerful mental shock.

At present, the energy storage range of the cube in the hands of the spirit sucker leader is 9,000 meters.

Asaz's fingers gently touched the cube, and the blue-purple light began to extend from its edge and converged in the center.

The beam of light was like lightning, quickly forming a complex rune grid on the surface of the cube. The flickering energy net was like a huge net of death, gradually extending and brewing some kind of indescribable spiritual power.

"I want all of you to apologize for blaspheming the glory of the empire!"

Azaz's voice was full of madness and anger, and the [Thought-Destroying Cube] in his hand emitted an increasingly dazzling blue-purple light, like a star about to explode.

The rune grid wandered on the surface of the cube, flashing with chilling power fluctuations.

[Thought-Destroying Cube·Start——]

[Strike Mode: Thought-Destroying Wave! ]

[Start Strike Frame——]

The cube began to operate as if it was given life, and the blue-purple energy vortex slowly gathered in the center of the cube.

Azaz raised the cube high, ready to release this fatal blow and destroy everything in front of him without hesitation.

However, at this critical moment, a hand accurately pressed down his raised arm.

The hand seemed light, but it contained an irresistible force. It instantly suppressed his activated arm and pressed the cube in his hand down.

"What-?"

Azaz turned his head in shock, his eyes met a young man with golden hair and golden eyes.

The young man's golden hair flickered slightly in the sun, his eyes revealed a chilling cold light, and his handsome face was covered with a gentle smile.

The fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven...

Although the other party's smile was as gentle as the spring breeze, Azaz felt that he was thrown into an ice cave and could not move.

At the same time, a [Mobius strip] with an ∞ symbol appeared on the surface of the cube, firmly blocking this terrifying weapon of the Soul Sucker Empire.

"Ah, ah," the blond young man laughed, his voice gentle but full of sarcasm, "This thing looks quite dangerous, how can you bring it to the new world casually? Dear international friends... Oh, no, it should be called foreign friends."

His tone was relaxed, as if he was teasing a tourist who accidentally brought contraband.

Asaz was shocked by this sudden change, and fear spread in his heart.

He turned his head tremblingly and looked at Xia Xiu, feeling an invisible sense of oppression enveloping his whole body.

He tried to resist, but at this moment he couldn't even utter a word.

Xia Xiu lowered his head and glanced at him, still maintaining that warm smile.

"According to regulations, if you bring such a dangerous thing, you will be punished."

His voice was almost terrifying, but in Azaz's ears, every word was like a death knell in his soul.

"You just said," Xia Xiu paused deliberately, as if recalling Azaz's words, "Even I must maintain awe and respect for your great mastermind, right?"

Azaz's face instantly turned pale.

"Then I will give you some special psychic communication skills according to the method of your spiritual suckers."

"There is a special kind of mental magic among us humans. People usually like to call it the Great Memory Restoration Technique."

The voice of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven became deeper and deeper, with a decisive chill in his tone.

"The first stage of this technique is..."

"Break limbs."

The blond young man said it in an understatement, as if it was a normal thing that was said casually.

Then, with an expression of disgust, he released his hand holding Asaz's arm.

As he let go, the purple-gold incarnation emerged from Xia Xiu's body, like a god descending into the world.

Azaz wanted to resist, but the next second, a huge gravity instantly enveloped him, as if there were several mountains pressing on him.

He didn't even have a chance to struggle, and was directly crushed to the ground. He knelt at the feet of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven, unable to move his body at all.

The purple-gold incarnation gradually expanded, shrouding Azaz like an irresistible shadow.

He desperately wanted to pray, but couldn't make a sound. Fear overwhelmed him like a tide.

This is different from what was planned, those guys on the committee! ! !

[Sisyphus] moved his wrist and had already arrived in front of Azaz, the spirit sucker.

No……

Click! ! ! !