Psychics don't die from gunfire

The roaring sound echoed in Naili Mountain, causing the maple trees to fall and the raindrops to shatter.

The moment he heard this voice, Kamima Masaki, who had gradually suppressed the mecha giant, gave up any further plans without hesitation.

He just slashed out his sword and forced the opponent back. Immediately, his whole body turned into a flash of sword light, jumping around the mountains. In a few breaths, he reached the top of Mount Nali.

"Lord Genji!"

Without even looking at Song Shi in the distance, he respectfully came to the front of the desolate skeleton, bowing to it like a believer worshiping a huge statue of a god.

"Zhengzhang. You know, when I adopted you, it was not out of pure kindness."

Genji Kamima's voice is no longer angry or violent, but has returned to the appearance of an old man, slow and peaceful.

"Yes, I know." Masaaki Kamima knelt down and said in a deep voice: "You met me by chance and noticed my talent, so you ordered Mr. Kamima to adopt me and become a sharp blade in your hand. "

"Then you hate me?"

"Not hatred, not annoyance, not hatred, not anger."

Masaaki Kamama replied: "Without your adoption, I would have froze to death in a corner of the street, or been killed by a passing samurai. You have given me a life that I could not imagine, and you have given me ' Kamima 'Your surname has given me the status of a third-class person, how can I hate you? "

"is that so."

The old man's voice dropped for a moment, then quickly returned to its original tone.

"Today's Kamima clan, no one can compare to you. I have really thought about letting you take over as the head of the family and take charge of Nari after my death."

"But at least now, I don't want to die, I can't die."

Genji Kamama slowly lowered his head and stared at the man below.

"I am too old and my condition is too bad. If you and I continue to fight separately, we may not be able to win today's battle."

"Please make it clear."

Shangjian Zhengzhang paused.

"I will use the method of 'eating spiritual marrow' to turn you into material to support my body, in exchange for a prosperous posture, and to defeat foreign enemies."

Psychic Skills·【Eating Spirit Marrow】.

It allows Genji Kamima's offensive to attack the mind, and when used actively, the souls of those who can devour it will be used for it.

"Then please start."

Shang Jian Zhengzhang paused again.

"——Do you really want to die this way?!"

The vector nozzle surged with momentum, and the gray-white mecha followed closely behind, falling from the sky, causing the earth to shake violently.

It was only twelve meters high. In the past, he was the only one overlooking the "Abyss of Hell". In front of the giant demon "Desolate Skeleton" that was hundreds of meters tall, he suddenly became smaller.

Chu Tonglu ignored Huang Skull and instead stared closely at Shang Jian Zhengzhang below, saying in disbelief: "You are willing to die for him! Where is your own path?!"

"A scholar dies for a confidant"

Perhaps because of the fight just now, Shang Jian Zhengzhang straightened up and glanced at Chu Tonglu. The "loyalty" tattoo on his chest was looming in the strong wind.

"I have a clear mind."

Chu Tonglu finally swallowed the words swirling around his mouth.

He felt the other party's heartfelt and unshakable will. If it were changed by mere words, the other party would not be able to reach the third level of psychic power.

"Then I'll bless you?"

After a long while, Chu Tongluo squeezed out a sentence.

[Spiritual Marrow Eater] can indeed devour the soul of its person and support his body - but this devouring has a limit.

The soul of a third-ring psychic is as iron as jade. If it is full of resistance, even Genji Kamama cannot swallow it at will or digest it easily, and it may even cause harm to him.

Don't talk about far away, just choose something close. If Yuansi Shangjian swallowed Song Shi in one gulp, it would be like ordinary people swallowing charcoal fire, burning through their lungs.

If Masaki Kamima was not willing, Genji Kamima would not have been able to engage in any on-site "spiritual marrow eating"!

Chu Tonglu looked at Song Shi again. The latter showed no signs of stopping him, and it was impossible to stop him just by looking at him.

A third-level psychic is determined to die, who can stop him?

"Lord Yuan Si, you have been kind to me and I will repay you today."

Kamima Masaki paused for the last time.

"Sir, please be loyal to me!"

The huge hand of bones pressed down, pinched the man with his index finger and thumb, and slowly placed it into the hollow chest.

Kamima Masaki's body began to shatter little by little, dissipating into powder, and a gradually transparent " Kamima Masaki" was born.

The man turned his head and took one last look at the maple leaves on Mt. Nari. Then the attachment disappeared, and it plunged into the bones of the chest, completely disintegrating.

Instead.

——Kamima Genji’s momentum began to rise!

"This is...the fourth ring?!"

As they were both on the path of [Transcendence], Chu Tonglu felt it more strongly than anyone else. Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations were rapidly bursting out from the other party, making him feel numb all over.

It is no longer the half-dead Gou Yan before, but an upright and terrifying power belonging to the fourth ring psyker.

With just a big dose of Kamima Masaaki, the other party returned to its full glory? !

Chu Tonglu opened his eyes wide, and his reason told him that this shouldn't be the case, but on the energy level map observation interface of Jia Yu Mingyuan, the opponent's energy level peaks were soaring all the way, constantly breaking through.

"——He activated the [Supervision Network]."

Song Shi's words penetrated like a torrential rain and reached Chu Tonglu's ears.

"What's the meaning?"

"Do you really think that the [Monitoring Network] is just a simple information monitoring and coordination system? After all, it is the only singularity technology of the Donglu Republic, so don't look down on it."

"Of course." Song Shi's voice was distorted in the strong wind, and it was vague: "According to our statement, you can also think of it as a world-suppressing weapon."

"Its first function is to calculate the future'hexagram prediction' based on the existing information."

"What is the second function?" Chu Tonglu realized something.

"Naturally, it gathers the power of all living beings in the territory and blesses itself-"

Boom!

The winding silver snake rose and fell from the black clouds, and the sky and the earth were bright and dark for a moment, and violent thunder suddenly rang out, shattering all sounds.

The wild skeleton stood in the raging rainstorm, and the black gas rose into the sky like smoke and fog. The top of Nali Mountain seemed to have really turned into the Nine Netherworld, overflowing with death.

Shangjian Yuansi slowly turned his head.

Chu Tonglu groaned. He had an illusion. Perhaps it was not an illusion. In front of this great demon who had returned to the peak of respect, his mecha re-equipment that had been tempered for thousands of times was just a crab shell that required a little more effort.

The two flickering lights finally settled on the young man standing in the sea of ​​fire.

No one could see clearly when Shang Jianyuansi drew his sword.

It was swordsmanship, and also spiritual skills.

Or, it was a unique self-created spiritual skill that was brewed from the swordsmanship that had reached the extreme.

Shang Jianliu.

Mystery.

[Dahuanglu].