Psychics don't die from gunfire

"Abyssal submersion orbital structure. They have actually completed it."

Chu Tonglu's expression changed slightly: "I heard about this project back then, but I didn't expect it to be successfully realized."

He held onto the ice cube, with shock in his eyes.

In a virtual network like [Abyss], the cost of building giant structures is far lower than the base reality, and wonders emerge in endlessly.

It's just that Chu Tonglu didn't often dive into the abyss, and suddenly saw the concepts in his past memories become reality, and he couldn't hide his surprise for a while.

"The abyss submergence track structure is [improper]." Lapis Lazuli's tone became cautious: "We must find a way to deal with it."

"The essence of this structure is equivalent to a data channel directly linked to the Shenzhen Tower network domain. Once an unexpected situation occurs, the Shenzhen Tower network domain can quickly send reinforcements at any time, or the divers can quickly surface and return with the help of [insufficiency]."

"Are these the only functions?" Song Shi suddenly asked.

"Well, not only that, there are also functions such as 'buffering the oppression of the abyss' and 'acting as a temporary base'." In Lapis Lazuli's field of vision, data flows like a waterfall: "But the real threat to our actions is still the most fundamental." data channel' function.

Lapis Lazuli whispered: "Normally speaking, this kind of abyss submersion orbit structure should not reach depth 4. The derivatives of depth 4 can be dangerous to the psykers of the third ring. Once they gather into a tide, a collective launch Impact, the structure has no time to recover.”

"The premise is that there is no [consensus] there."

Song Shi stood on an ice rock and looked at the giant pillar connecting the sky in the distance.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of Shuangfeng.

"The consensus of the third ring. I smell something familiar." Song Shi felt the touch passing through his fingers, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "If it is what I guessed, it makes sense that there are no derivatives nearby. ”

"——I have an idea."

Without giving the others time to wonder, Song Shi smiled and raised his hand.

"The key issue now is that if [Bu Zhou] is not dealt with, reinforcements from the Shenzhen Tower network can sneak in at any time. And the members of the Knowledge Council who are currently in [Bu Zhou] can also use this to deal with us and delay , right?”

Lapis Lazuli said solemnly: "Time is running out."

"Understood." Song Shi snapped his fingers: "The last question, can you confirm it? Those intelligent machines are located in Buzhou."

"It's certain." Lapis Lazuli said solemnly: "According to the current intelligence, this improper dive carried more than half of the imprisoned omnics."

"That's fine."

Song Shi began to step forward, with flames blooming all over his body.

"What are you going to do about it?" Chu Tongluo was startled and asked subconsciously.

"Not thoughtful, not thoughtful."

The heavy sword was taken out of its sheath, following it like a shadow, rising in the wind, and Song Shi laughed.

"——Of course it's one strike, so demolish it first!"

boom!

Twenty-eight fire seeds jumped out, and then four were extinguished at the same time, turning into a rushing stream of fire.

The scorching flames began to rise, with Song Shi as the center, and the red-gold torrent swept in all directions with a brilliant momentum. Those frosts, snows and glaciers that did not melt melted away in an instant before the torrent.

After the pure white snow melts, what is obtained is gray-black turbid water. Under the seemingly pure white smooth surface, the snow crystals absorb a large number of dust particles. In a sense, this snowfield is also like this.

The essence of those snowflakes and frosts are just accumulated data blocks, and in a hysterical place like the [Abyss] of Depth 4, how can there be pure white?

These data are the product of "contamination". Under the seemingly pure white appearance, there is contaminated information that can easily drive natural people crazy and collapse their consciousness. Ordinary omnics can take a sip one second, and the next second they can Started to have seizures.

——But at this moment, all these accumulated pollution data are burned up!

It's like throwing branches that haven't completely dried up into a fire, crackling and trembling in the frosty wind.

Looking down from the sky, a bit of red gold suddenly lit up on the ice sheet, and it quickly expanded outwards. With the force of a prairie fire, nothing could stop it.

Chu Tongluo's pupils suddenly shrank as the scalding burning wind blew against his face.

With this kind of momentum and this kind of spiritual power, the simulating videos of "Nandou" that I had watched in the past, which were said to be able to provide a live viewing experience, were simply shoddy in comparison and could not be reproduced at all!

Only by witnessing and experiencing it with your own eyes can you truly realize what a monster this "Nandou" is!

If both sides go all out, and they are both in the middle of the third ring, how many moves can they fight?

Chu Tonglu took a deep breath and let the scalding foehn wind rush into his lungs, letting the burning sensation invigorate him.

Because there is no time to think about this anymore.

Ahead, there was a prairie fire torrent raging for an unknown number of miles. In the rising sea of ​​flames, someone laughed loudly, standing on the head of the tide.

Pure red gold surrounded him, and the fire was surging, making him look like the god who controlled the flames in the ancient mythology of the Eastern Continent.

And the next moment, the power of the torrent increased again!

The speed also skyrocketed.

——Psychic Skills·【Soaring into the Sky】!

Under everyone's gaze, the god-man in charge of the flames, carrying the monstrous flames, slammed into the magnificent pillars in front of him with unmatched momentum!

Chu Tonglu once thought there would be a huge roar that shook the earth, but he was wrong.

In other words, the huge roar that should have been resounding was burned up in the flames that filled the sky.

Time seemed to slow down.

The steel, indestructible pillar began to sag and deform in the middle, with thousands of cracks spreading from the outer armor, and strands of white light bursting out from it, and then dyed red gold in an instant.

Sharp flame fragments tore the pillar piece by piece from the inside out.

Then it collapsed.

Large pieces of broken structures broke away and fell, causing a small meteor shower between heaven and earth. The burning debris dragged out beautiful flames, bringing heart-pounding continuous roars to the snowfield.

After losing the main supporting structure, the pillar of heaven was like a giant who could no longer stand firm, and fell to the ground.

In the violent impact, countless snow dust rose up, broke through the blockade of the frost wind, rushed straight into the sky, and covered the four fields, followed by a circular shock wave outward.

Then it stopped abruptly.

The violent impact roared desperately, but it could not move forward a bit, like a stream hitting a reef. At the forefront of the shock wave, a woman with a black robe fluttering gently and a lotus mark on her forehead walked out of the turbid dust waves.

Starting with her, the oncoming impact was divided into two, flowing to the side like a stream.

"Bu Zhou. Damaged."

The woman slowly looked around, the aftermath had not yet dissipated, and everything she saw was in a mess.

"You are... Song Shi."

Finally, Dan Qingyan retracted her gaze: "I am Dan Qingyan."

She looked at the young man in front of her quietly and asked softly.

"What happened these days... was it you who did it?"