Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 279 ■■

The platinum torrent belonging to the solar radiation focusing array has been completely separated.

But the starlight is still rising.

The troposphere was crossed, and the stratosphere was broken through. The thin atmosphere in the middle layer did not hinder the starlight for too long. The dazzling stars went straight forward, as if they were about to touch the end of the sky, the eternally burning sun.

But the stars that separated the torrent and splashed the world had already bloomed with infinite brilliance that was no less than the sun at this moment.

"He wants to destroy the solar radiation focusing array!" The red-haired young man lying on the ground had a stiff expression since the starlight rose in reverse, and suddenly burst into great fear and anger: "Cha Ke Luo! How dare you——!"

In the depths of the pupils, even with the power of the artificial eye, the outline of the starlight could not be seen clearly. It rose so high that no one could really see the appearance of the star except for the brilliant sunlight that was still splashing.

Dragging the vast starlight, Cha Ke Luo slowly raised his head.

Even though most of it had been separated, the terrifying power from the solar radiation focusing array still left a huge amount of condensed heat. They were scorching and dazzling, and the incandescent light tide made the man's burning and cracked face shine brightly.

But this residual power was only so much.

He could already see the "macro-state light energy matrix" that had been shrouding the sky above the Rokar Plain for decades and lingering outside the atmosphere. This curtain imprisoned people's sun and put a price on it. Large solar sails trembled in the storm of starlight, and the autonomous fleets that guarded them flew out and tried to fight back.

But how could they achieve what even the "solar radiation focusing array" that had moved here could not do?

So, from the hopeful gaze of people, the starlight that rushed backwards all the way, from the blurred vision, from the end of the sky, launched a crusade towards the final goal——

"——This fake starry sky cannot be broken by you."

A vague hand appeared from outside the atmosphere.

The indifferent voice spread in the vacuum, it was a vague, barely recognizable human outline. It stood quietly outside the atmosphere, overlooking the planet below.

Its figure was not tall, in front of the astronomical scale of the planet, it was an exaggerated description of even "particles".

But at this moment.

When it stepped out and appeared, the scorching platinum torrent and the vast retrograde starlight dimmed at the same time in front of a greater existence. The eternal and quiet endless deep space became a stage set up only for it, and the light of the whole world gathered in its tiny posture.

It raised its hand and pressed it down.

Unparalleled power descended on the planet below. Even the "terrible" peak psychic energy turned into a great force that could overturn the world in the flow of consciousness.

Rokar Plain, a vast land of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, once known as "fertile land", fell into an unprecedented silence nine minutes after the new sun rose.

Whether it was the cloud storage server matrix in the company's clean room or the data tablet casually thrown on the sofa in the bedroom, all electronic devices in Rokar Plain stopped working for four seconds at the same time. Then came consciousness.

It was a "disappearance" that was many times more complete than the blackout after excessive drinking and the amnesia after a severe blow to the brain.

The time in the upper left corner of the artificial eye's vision also stopped moving. Except for a very small number of people, most people in Rokar Plain lost four seconds of their lives forever - because they had no memory of this period, and it was even difficult for them to realize it.

"This is..."

Lapis Lazuli's body suddenly lost the signal and fell downwards briefly.

However, at this moment, Song Shi had no time to care about it. He suddenly raised his head, still with blood oozing from his eyes, and looked closely at the sky. He showed an expression of disbelief, but also had an uncontrollable joy: "——The throne?!"

If you look down from the outer layer of the planet, you can see it clearly.

Above the Rokar Plain, under the infinite power, a counter-rotating vortex appeared on the surface of the atmosphere. On the astronomical scale, this vortex, which does not look big, will cause the aftermath to exceed all the huge storms formed by nature, affecting the climate of half of the planet.

The roaring sound of the waves came from afar, rolling up the rolling clouds.

".Boring."

In the deepest part of the majestic and sacred palace, the candlesticks cast in brass lit up at the same time, illuminating the throne at the end of the silver stairs behind.

Under the cover of the solemn crown, the middle-aged man's face was uncertain. He propped up his face with his fist, raised his eyes, and then extended his index finger.

So the aftermath of the storm spreading from the far side decomposed, dissipated and collapsed in silence, until finally, when it really touched the territory of the empire, only the breeze that brushed across the earth remained.

In the east, in an unobservable "ocean", it seemed to have sensed something, and a consciousness floated up briefly, and after a few breaths, it sank again, without any expression: "The time of the catastrophe has not yet arrived."

In the ideal utopia, at the top of "Eden", in the eternally suspended island, a figure suddenly appeared. He quietly looked at the direction of the source of the storm, seemingly without any movement, but arcs of light flashed around him.

But among all the wills that cast their gazes, only one was stunned.

"The world line has shifted?" At the top of the tower standing in the dimensional gap opened in the deepest part of the aerospace mothership, someone whispered to himself, staring blankly at the broken strings between his fingers. The eyes covered with white gauze slowly shed scarlet tears.

And at the beginning of all this.

"Very good. No, very good." Outside the atmosphere, the vague outline seemed a little surprised. It glanced at the flipping and cracking palm, nodded slightly, and gave undisguised praise: "You are worthy of being our 'balance'."

"Chakoro Vaughan-since you can withstand my attack, how about you give me a city for seven years?"

It praised and declared without disobedience: "I am waiting for the day when you ascend the throne and rise again."

But now, you are not qualified to stand here.

When the disappeared consciousness was reconnected, most people were unaware. They only knew that they were still looking at the sky, no different from the last second. The only thing that changed was the scene reflected in the depths of the pupils.

The platinum torrent that filled the sky not long ago has completely dissipated.

Then.

Under the hopeful gaze of many people.

Eleven minutes after the new sun rose, it slowly went out at the end of the sky, like a candle being extinguished.