Psychics don't die from gunfire

Even though they have been working in the third and fourth districts for several years, when it comes to pure firepower networks, Enlightenment is still inferior to the company.

A red laser beam with a diameter of half a meter pierced through the interception of the air defense network, and in an instant, it crossed the position diagonally, causing a series of explosions. From time to time, missiles passed through the gaps in the air defense network and fell into various fortifications, setting off violent explosions and shaking the earth.

So, someone moved.

At the forefront of the position, on the top of a renovated apartment building.

The man wrapped in a cotton coat withdrew his eyes from the dazzling pillar of fire in the distance, raised his hand in silence.

With him as the center, on the nearby streets, one black beam after another rose from the ground and rose into the sky.

Just like dropping a little ink into a cup, at a speed visible to the naked eye, this beam of light dissolved and collapsed, and the flowing "liquid" began to spread - it stained the sky into pure black!

And, it is not just "black".

It is more like the sky is covered by something!

——Psychic Skills · [Curtain].

Except for Chakolo, the highest combat power of the Enlightened One in the City of Casting Light.

The third ring peak [Truth], "The Shadow of the South", Fast.

With his own strength, he turned most of the battlefield into his home field.

It can be seen that when this curtain is set up, the missed long-range firepower that the air defense network failed to intercept is all blocked by this dark barrier.

Only the surface is left, with waves of ripples.

And the next moment, under the terrifying violence, a curtain was violently stirred, and the huge alloy five fingers stretched out and tore it apart! Behind the broken curtain, a giant-like, red-painted head appeared with a grin, and then the whole body was airborne!

"——Fast!!!"

[Southern Heavy Industry], third ring [Transcendence], special pilot, Sadao Zuoche!

It was a nearly 25-meter-tall mechanical giant.

The blood-red armor of a ghostly god covered his whole body, and the blazing energy flow meandered along the lines. The sleeves and handcuffs made of special alloy armor pieces were spliced ​​together. The iron-colored hands tightly grasped a 30-meter-long, violently lit hot-melt nodachi.

The giant warrior wearing a hood stood proudly, overlooking the world.

Under the effect of a body of psychic skills, this large mecha once named "Iron Righteous Great Brave" is now his real body.

In a sense, the "middle-aged man" seen in daily life is just his humanoid interface.

"——Great! Righteousness! Great Righteousness!!!"

Without any hesitation, Sadohetsu roared, grasped the hot-melt nodachi, and slashed at the tiny Fast in front with the momentum of urging the city: "——Destroy the enemy!!!"

In front of the terrifying nodachi, the buildings along the way were as fragile as toys, and they fell apart in an instant, and were destroyed.

Fast finally raised his head.

The man was indifferent, and clenched his five fingers on his outstretched right hand.

——Psychic Skills · [Six-sided Entangled Shadow]!

Under the curtain, endless shadows rose and surged, entangled with each other, and turned into thin black ropes one after another, like a long-awaited snake, baring its fangs at the giant rushing towards it.

Like a giant beast bound by chains, the warrior giant was still moving forward, but the black ropes entangled with it suddenly straightened, restricting his steps bit by bit.

The patterns on the warrior's armor suddenly burst into red light, and a terrifying torrent of energy was spewed out. The nearby buildings melted away instantly, but when everything dissipated, most of the black ropes entangled with the body still remained.

——Psychic Skills · [Transformation of Virtual and Real].

For Fast, the "shadow" that should have been illusory had a definite outline and existence.

He could shape it into the shape he wanted at will, or change its properties to make it difficult to touch and illusory again.

Looking at the temporarily bound giant warrior, Fast extended another finger.

The dark liquid swirled up and quickly poured into his fingertips.

The deep fluid mass slowly rotated, compressed, compressed, and compressed again. As if affected by the huge gravity, the air nearby began to blur.

—— Psychic Skills · [Weight of Ten Thousand Meters].

This time, give "mass" to "shadow".

Seeing this familiar scene, Sadō Asoto's sense of crisis warning soared, and he growled: "——Namo Sanmando, Fu Riluo, Nanhan!"

The entire armor lit up again, and solemn and solemn Sanskrit words emerged and climbed, quickly spreading throughout the body.

Psychic Skills · [Repulsive Field Generating Organ].

Of course, everyone knew that Sadō Asoto had always stubbornly called it "Mingwang Vajra Guardian".

The next moment, the man roared to the sky again: "What are you waiting for!"

The gap in the curtain that had just been restored was torn open again, and more than a dozen figures fell from the sky.

Thomas hung high in the air, looking down cautiously. On his side, the rest of the people separated one by one, either floating in the air or falling to the ground.

With the full support of a giant enterprise, long-term transformation, a top-notch prosthetic body, weapons and intelligent control exoskeleton, he is qualified to enter this battle as a non-psychic - a fourth-level unit, which is the limit of a single soldier that can be reached by pure technology without singularity technology.

Fast remained motionless.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures appeared behind him.

For this moment, the Enlightened Ones have successively drawn high-level combat forces from various branches in the past few years, which can be said to be broken bones - this part is not all at the moment, because the remaining high-level combat forces need to be stationed in other areas occupied by the City of Forged Light to prevent the company from taking the opportunity to attack.

In the past, the fighting force that was enough to decide the victory or defeat of a small or medium-sized battlefield was now gathered here by nearly forty people.

For them, even after various reinforcements in advance, this battlefield of only five blocks was too narrow.

——The next moment, from the collision between the two sides, this narrow world fell apart!

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"Interesting, the fight was very intense"

Glancing at the distance, feeling the extremely chaotic psychic fluctuations that could not be concealed, Song Shi was very interested and seemed to comment: "This kind of fluctuation, [fragmentation]? It looks a bit like [burst], huh? This feeling is [Jie Lei Flow]? Okay, it's used quite beautifully-"

He turned around and looked straight ahead.

"You've come all the way here, why don't you take action?" Song Shi tilted his head and smiled: "Are you still waiting for everyone to gather?"

".No."

After shooting a flying Enlightened UAV with a shot, a man in combat uniform slowly walked out of the shadows behind the specially reinforced load-bearing column. In his hands, which had long been replaced with prosthetic limbs, were two modified large-caliber pistols.

"Free bounty hunter 'Nandou'. No, Song Shi."

The man's scarlet artificial eyes were horrifyingly bright, and his face was bulging with blue veins. It was obvious that he had been injected with a large dose of strengthening drugs, and his voice became hoarse: "--You are very strong."

He said: "And arrogant."

"You deliberately exposed your position. Are you planning to attract firepower and delay our tactical goals?" The man said: "Humph, you probably don't know how high the priority of your brain is in this operation."

He paused for a moment, and couldn't help but look aside again, at the red-gold fire column that rose into the sky and was still emitting rolling heat waves. The tactical analysis panel clearly prompted that his original armor layer could hardly withstand this level of psychic flames.

--How arrogant.

Fortunately, he had anticipated it and installed high-temperature resistant paint and additional cavity shells.

The two modified pistols were also filled with "zero-degree bullets" with super-speed freezing and energy inertization effects.

Under targeted armed modules and tactics, the threat of psychics will be greatly reduced - just like now.

In terms of hard power, his team is not as good as the "Anfu Axemen" in the video.

—— But what determines the outcome of the battlefield is never just the so-called "hard power"!

Behind him, four more figures came out.

"Second-ring psychics, third-level cyborgs, and you, who have first-ring psychics but rely on cyborgs and equipment to reach the comprehensive talents of the third-level unit assessment."

"Well, let's warm up first."

Song Shi shook his head, showing obvious disappointment.

He sighed and said, "I only have one suggestion, say your last words now."

"—— This time the situation is special, I'm afraid I won't have time for you anymore."