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

"Red Snake is bringing the Captain back at full speed!"

"The Captain's vital signs are fluctuating wildly! Mom has already injected her with a sedative through the armor's reserves!"

"The Young Queen Worm launched a mental attack on her!"

Amidst Wan Xiaoqi's shouts, Wang Jixuan had already rushed out of the tavern, identified the direction, and headed straight for the armored vehicle in the distance.

"How long until Ling Tong returns?"

"About half an hour!"

"Bring her back to the supply station! I can help her. Have Zhou Zhengde arrange a flyer to wait for us above. We're going up!"

Wang Jixuan's voice was steady, but his speech was slightly faster.

Zheng Shiduo looked at the communicator in his hand and hurriedly said, "The psychic wielders from the House of Psionics are moving freely under the guise of defending against Mimic Razor Beasts! Several of them secretly came down earlier, and their target is us!"

Wang Jixuan asked, "Can't the Purge Troops open fire on them?"

"Not under the current circumstances!"

Zheng Shiduo immediately said:

"But we can ask Dongfang Zhenghong to directly issue an order to attack them! The value of a Battle Maiden far outweighs the cost of such a risk!"

"Then ask!"

"Okay... uh," Zheng Shiduo suddenly frowned, looking at the armored vehicles ahead.

He and Wang Jixuan stopped simultaneously, while Wan Xiaoqi and Lin Bolin were still running behind them.

Two hundred meters ahead, near those armored vehicles, the Purge Troop soldiers were gone. Three men and one woman stood on the roofs and beside the vehicles, four mottled auras swirling within them.

Roughly the equivalent of 0.6 to 0.8 Zheng Shiduos.

Zheng Shiduo muttered, "Looks like they triggered the Razor Beast alert only after they found us."

Wang Jixuan raised a hand and touched the nano-mask on his face, saying indifferently, "Their target is me. It has nothing to do with you."

"Abandoning one's comrades before a battle is a warrior's disgrace."

Zheng Shiduo narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly:

"I can hold off two of them. Do you have a way to escape? Four C-ranks, we definitely can't beat them. We can only wait for Zhou Zhengde's support..."

"Stall for half a minute."

Wang Jixuan turned and ran.

Wan Xiaoqi and the other two behind them heard Wang Jixuan's voice and turned to rush back towards the tavern, where there was still a small contingent of Purge Troop soldiers.

Zheng Shiduo paused, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The four people in the distance charged over simultaneously. One person grew fleshy wings on their back, directly lifting two others and rushing forward. Another person grew dense wolf fur on their lower body, their muscles expanding rapidly, running with the speed of a cheetah.

"Wait!"

Zheng Shiduo shouted loudly.

The four C-rank psychic wielders were stunned, intimidated by Zheng Shiduo's shout, and stopped more than ten meters away.

The woman said indifferently, "Captain Zheng, we don't want to clash with you, but Black Storm must come with us today, or he dies here."

Zheng Shiduo's eyes darted around, and he immediately said, "Why? Little Black is the military's only success! If you kill him, the Devil General Commander will definitely be furious, and you'll probably all die... Everyone gets the same meager supplies each month, there's no need to risk your lives for this little bit of pay, right?"

The four spoke in unison:

"Are you stalling for time, Captain Zheng?"

"We have a comprehensive assessment of his combat power. At most, he's a D-rank combatant, the rest is completely insignificant."

"We don't want to fall out with Captain Zheng. You have three seconds to move aside, otherwise, we will attack you."

Two of them raised their rifles.

Dozens of ice shards floated around a telekinetic psychic wielder.

Zheng Shiduo silently calculated the time, put his hands behind his back, shrugged slightly, and shouted:

"Alright, alright, I don't need to risk my life for him either, right? But..."

He suddenly raised his hands, throwing out the eight miniature high-explosive grenades clamped between his fingers.

The four people's expressions didn't change, and two telekinetic psychic wielders simultaneously opened telekinetic shields.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

In the midst of the violent explosions, white wings on Zheng Shiduo's back tore through his shirt!

This guy turned around and ran, heading straight for the tavern door where Wang Jixuan was, wanting to grab Wang Jixuan and escape together.

Gunshots rang out from behind, Zheng Shiduo's body dodged and weaved, flying close to the ground.

The four psychic wielders were furious, cursing incessantly, constantly greeting Zheng Shiduo's direct relatives. Zheng Shiduo almost laughed out loud.

That's satisfying!

But, satisfying as it is, what's next?

Wait for the semi-mechanical Deep Sea boss to come down and support them?

When the fortress triggers a level three Mimic Razor Beast alert, the House of Psionics will automatically gain permissions second only to the Governor, and there are still two B-rank psychic wielders here, they should be mutually restraining the Deep Sea boss.

Zheng Shiduo was thinking rapidly.

He had no doubt that Black Storm had a way to help Ling Tong;

What he was thinking about now was how to ensure that Black Storm would see Ling Tong alive. If something happened to Ling Tong, it would be a huge loss for the D5 combat zone.

If there was really no other way, then Old Zheng would have to use that incredibly embarrassing move...

Uh, what is this guy doing?

Zheng Shiduo looked down at the tavern door.

Not far away, there were still a few Purge Troop soldiers who hadn't had time to run far.

Wang Zheng bit his finger and kept drawing something on the ground.

No! Don't just stand there!

It wasn't easy for this brother to get a chance to escape!

Zheng Shiduo shouted at the top of his lungs, "Run! It's guerrilla warfare!"

He swooped down and reached out to grab Wang Zheng.

Just as he stretched out his hand, Zheng Shiduo felt a strong yet gentle force, as if someone had pushed him. He was already in mid-air, and at this moment, he couldn't stop himself at all, and directly crashed into the tavern's window.

Zheng Shiduo quickly turned his head to look at Wang Jixuan.

Something's not right...

Such a strong telekinetic power!

In Zheng Shiduo's vision, Wang Jixuan was still kneeling there, muttering something in a low voice. Zheng Shiduo couldn't hear clearly, but he could feel it...

The telekinetic power around this guy was still increasing!

The four psychic wielders landed on the street, two rifles aimed at Wang Jixuan from afar.

The female psychic wielder sneered, saying:

"Scared? You're admitting defeat already? Kneeling on one knee is useless, kneel on both legs, raise your hands above your head. The Black Storm who supposedly killed a Terrorwing Dragon is nothing more than this."

"Something's not right, be careful."

The four looked at Zheng Shiduo.

Zheng Shiduo suddenly shuddered, jumped up, and ran away. There was mostly terror in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrifying!

Zheng Shiduo, this balanced psychic wielder, could indeed vaguely see it at this moment!

One faint figure after another was drifting upwards from the ground, like, like human souls!

The destination of these souls was Wang Jixuan!

A black hole seemed to appear behind Wang Jixuan's head, sucking in one soul after another, and most of these souls had bloody holes in their foreheads...

They were the people who died down there!

The psychic wielder whose lower body had wolfified was faintly uneasy.

He snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly lunged forward.

Because the order they received was to capture first and kill later, this psychic wielder did not directly fire his gun, nor did he use his most lethal wolf feet. As his body landed along a parabola, he reached out to grab Wang Jixuan's forehead, cursing:

"Get down, you bastard!"

Wang Jixuan looked up at this person.

Puff, puff, puff!

A strange sound suddenly appeared.

The wolfified psychic wielder's body crashed straight down, kneeling weakly in front of Wang Jixuan.

The three psychic wielders behind were obviously stunned, not knowing what this wolfified psychic wielder was doing.

They couldn't see it, but Zheng Shiduo saw it clearly, unmistakably.

There was a violent telekinetic fluctuation just now.

Three shadowy fist images bloomed on Wang Jixuan's forehead, striking the wolfified psychic wielder's forehead, neck, and chest.

At this moment, the wolfified psychic wielder's forehead was shattered, his neck collapsed, and his chest caved in. His enhanced body could no longer support him, and he slowly leaned backward.

This, this?

The remaining three psychic wielders' expressions changed drastically, and they retreated subconsciously.

Wang Jixuan moved!

He slowly stood up, his closed eyes slowly opened, black flames slowly burning at the corners of his eyes, and a crimson spot appeared on his forehead.

Demonic Soul arises, murderous intent is born.

The suffering of all beings casts a floating pagoda.

Forward!

He flew forward at a height of three inches off the ground, his right hand forming a palm, pushing forward fiercely!

[Great Evolution Heart Sword]!

The three C-rank psychic wielders retreated in panic, suddenly feeling that invisible walls had appeared around them, they couldn't move their legs, not even sway.

Wang Jixuan flew close to the ground, holding his right hand flat, and a giant, intangible sword appeared in front of him, infinite illusions appearing on the sword!

It seemed that endless herds of beasts were running, it seemed that fairies were dancing in the clouds, it seemed that countless skeletons wearing tattered armor were sweeping towards these three!

The scenes that the three saw were not the same, all of them were the fears in their hearts!

And when they came back to their senses, the semi-transparent giant sword was already in front of them.

The sword pierced their foreheads!

"Save..."

Four figures crossed paths.

Wang Jixuan stopped, his back to the three psychic wielders who seemed to be motionless.

He slightly turned his head, snorting lightly.

The three psychic wielders' eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouths simultaneously spurted blood, their bodies slowly collapsing, and the mottled auras on their bodies scattered rapidly.

"Captain Zheng, ensure secrecy, and have Zhou Zhengde prepare a flyer immediately."

Wang Jixuan's voice was like the cold wind of the nine hells.

Zheng Shiduo nodded quickly.

Wang Jixuan leaped up, and a semi-transparent white crane appeared around him, disappearing extremely quickly from Zheng Shiduo's sight.

"G-good, good..."

Zheng Shiduo's Adam's apple trembled up and down, looking at the three corpses, and the wolfified psychic wielder who was seriously injured and dying, his eyes filled with shock, and his mouth was extremely dry.

Wait, what is this?

What is this!

Three C-level spirit energy users, eliminated without substantial damage, directly and instantly?

Is alien technology really this awesome?

The energy reaction just now was definitely comparable to a B-level psychic!

The key is the way that spirit energy is utilized!

Even a true B-level psychic wouldn't be able to instantly kill three C-levels…

Zheng Shiduo suddenly slapped himself in the face to force himself to calm down.

His figure leaped up, the pure white wings on his back fluttered, and he landed in front of the wolf-transformed spirit energy user, picked up the sniper rifle from the side, and fired two shots at the spirit energy user's forehead.

After doing all this, Zheng Shiduo turned to look at the gang members and the Purge Squad.

'What the boss said about keeping it secret should mean making them shut up.'

'Hmm…'

'Knocking them unconscious and then destroying their memory tissue is a big project.'

Zheng Shiduo retracted the wings on his back and walked forward with a smile.

…

More than ten minutes later.

In the abandoned fire escape.

Wang Jixuan's figure was wrapped in a white crane, soaring straight upwards, his mana constantly being consumed.

His temporarily enhanced spiritual consciousness at this moment could rapidly draw spirit energy from within a one-kilometer radius, enough to replenish his current consumption.

There was still a distance from the fortress's main body to Zone C; a helicopter or drone would be much faster than him flying over directly.

His direct use of the strongest fighting method at this stage also demonstrated a full assessment of the situation.

Rather than fighting, chasing, escaping, and being forced into a desperate situation with four spirit energy users, only to resort to demonic techniques to retaliate… it was better to just open up with a big move and resolve them directly, saving time.

The backlash this time would inevitably be huge; last time, just the souls of more than twenty humans made him uncomfortable for a long time, and this time he directly absorbed the souls of more than seventy…

But what Daoist Wang was even more worried about was that using demonic techniques too much would affect a cultivator's temperament.

Right now, boundless thoughts of slaughter were rising in his heart, as if he wanted to slaughter all living beings in the entire fortress.

The light of searchlights appeared above, and Wang Jixuan followed the light source and landed outside the fire door on the seventh floor of the fortress.

Lin Xiong was already waiting here with his men, and immediately called out when he saw Wang Jixuan: "This way!"

"Mm."

Wang Jixuan responded.

Soldiers guarded the entire way behind him, and there were no stops when passing through the checkpoint to Upper City, directly passing through the corridor, and then taking the elevator to reach the surface of the fortress.

The elevator doors opened, and in front were two lines of soldiers forming a human wall, and a multi-rotor aircraft had already started.

Not far from the aircraft, three figures were confronting each other.

The semi-human mech Deepsea raised its arms, opened several weapons on its mechanical thighs, and stared with a smile at Uncle Feng in front of him, and Wei Linzheng slightly further away.

Wang Jixuan appeared, and his eyes met theirs.

Wei Linzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and an invisible force surged towards Wang Jixuan; he directly used thirty percent of his mental power, enough to turn a D-level spirit energy user into an idiot… a blank…

Huh? No reaction?

His killing move failed?

Wang Jixuan on the other side did not stop walking, withdrawing his gaze from the three.

He noticed the little trick of that wizened old man, but Daoist Wang was a little disdainful of the other party's crude probing.

As Uncle Feng was about to make a move, the destruction cannon in Deepsea's palm rapidly gathered energy.

Even in his current state, it would be difficult to directly defeat that old man head-on; this Uncle Feng was worth a try.

Wang Jixuan strode forward, lowered his head and entered the aircraft, and saw Zhou Zhengde sitting in the opposite position.

Wang Jixuan's cold face softened a bit: "Why did you come?"

"To add some weight for you, to avoid accidents," Zhou Zhengde urged, "Fasten your seatbelt, Red Serpent is bringing Ling Tong back."

"Okay, I'll stabilize my spirit first… Cough!"

Wang Jixuan suddenly lowered his head and coughed, forcibly swallowing the blood at the tip of his throat back.

The backlash had already begun.

He closed his eyes and meditated, trying to prolong the current state of the demonic technique; although the burden would increase a lot, with the power of his current spiritual consciousness, he could better help Ling Tong heal.

Since he had already used it, he had to maximize its value.

The aircraft took off and sped towards Zone C.

Almost as soon as Wang Jixuan brought Zhou Zhengde into the passage above the supply station, Red Serpent flew from the northwest, carrying Ling Tong on his back and landing inside the supply station.

Wang Jixuan rushed forward in two steps, held the unconscious Ling Tong, whose nostrils were constantly bleeding, in his arms, and turned to rush to her room.

"Don't come near, leave the rest to me."