Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 75 Ambush and Killing (Part )

Within one step, within a short distance.

The propulsion wings were pushed to their full potential, and the vehicle finally stopped before it actually hit the ground. However, the load of forcibly offsetting the impact and the slash of the Steel Crow still caused obvious cracks to appear on the surface of the exoskeleton.

Scarlet pop-up windows popped up one after another in the display field of view, but Dennis had no time to pay attention to them.

Because a burning light followed closely!

Dennis roared, and the lasers of the four floaters formed a grid, trying to force the opponent back again - but the influence of the metal aerosol made the floaters noticeably sluggish, and they were unable to form a dense grid and completely block the path.

But it's enough to interfere for a moment!
Taking advantage of this moment, a gun muzzle popped out from the palm of Dennis' right exoskeleton, but what came out of the muzzle was not a bullet, but a golden beam of light - a "light sword" condensed by the magnetic field to confine and aggregate the plasma.

"Song Shi!"

Under the analysis of the tactical terminal, auxiliary movement trajectories unfolded in front of Dennis. He waved his lightsaber and roared: "Come!"

Three minutes have passed.

Jade Pharmaceuticals will definitely notice something is wrong. As long as I hold on for a while longer! Wait for the company's support to arrive! It can even be the other way around -

Then, the next moment.

The Steel Crow collided with the lightsaber, and at the first moment of contact, the former directly broke the latter's sword force, and the Steel Crow pressed the lightsaber into the exoskeleton's chest!

boom!
The chest of the exoskeleton suddenly caved in, and large areas of the armor cracked. Countless dazzling electric flashes gushed out along the gaping cracks, like a firework display in the dark night!
"——At this time, you are still entrusting your life and death to the analysis of the chip?"

Clang!
The last blow had just caused Dennis to lose balance and stumble backwards. In the afterimage of the undulating steel crow, a new sword sounded and slashed into his body again.

Dennis suppressed the countless sharp noises in his head and controlled a floating cannon to block in front of him, but as soon as the blazing golden light lit up, the steel crow passed by in an instant and completely pierced through Dennis's visor - behind Song Shi, the floating cannon froze, turned into a fireball and exploded with a bang.

Dennis's blood-stained face was revealed in the spider-web-like cracked visor with the middle completely exposed.

This was the first time since the war began that the two men truly looked into each other's eyes.

There was obvious disappointment in Song Shi's voice.

"If you don't even trust yourself, how dare you put your hope in a string of 'data'?"

Dennis wanted to say something.

But at the same time Song Shi opened his mouth, he used the Steel Crow to break through the exoskeleton breastplate that had already been overwhelmed, and without hesitation stabbed Dennis in the chest, twisting and turning it.

"What do you know?"

Dennis kept coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood: "If you don't believe in accurate analysis, do you trust the so-called 'intuition'?"

At this time, he stared at Song Shi and raised his voice: "Look at what you have! Your clothes! Your weapons! Which one is not made through 'data'? How ridiculous are your words?!"

"You understand we are not talking about the same thing."

Song Shi looked at Dennis, shook his head slightly, and then sighed: "Don't you think it's strange? This is the first time we've met, but we have to decide whether to live or die? Theoretically, we should have no grudges against each other."

"Ha, no grudges?" Hearing this, Dennis coughed up blood. "You should talk to Kenge about this. I'm avenging him. Are you worthy of being compared with me?"

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Song Shi nodded: "According to what you said, my reason for killing you is probably a thousand times more justified than yours."

"Revenge? They want to kill your internal competitors, your enemies, or the family members of the passers-by you accidentally ran over while on a mission. But these are actually not that bad, after all, everyone does this."

"But about the part about 'psychic power' - at least according to the files Zhuniao and the others gave me, you do make me a little disgusted." Song Shi said calmly: "And then again, at least now, there are not many people who want me dead, but the number of people who will open champagne at your funeral may be in the three digits."

"Heh - psychic energy!" Hearing this word, Dennis raised his head abruptly, his tone was full of reluctance: "If it weren't for the 'Dayuan' path, do you think you can still stand here?!"

[Dayuan] Taoism can control the "power of Dayuan", such as fire, wind, water, and even the nuclear energy born in this era. In the view of some researchers, the so-called various "powers of Dayuan" are different "energies".

In the battle just now, in addition to the "metal aerosol", the opponent also interfered with the power supply operation of his "floating cannon" from time to time!

Even if the degree of this interference is not high, or can even be considered quite low, it is enough to affect the situation in a battle of this intensity just now.

If it weren't for this restraint, I would——

"To be precise, it is the psychic skill [Return to the Flood]."

Song Shi nodded, confirming the other party's idea: "It allows the holder to recycle some of the surrounding energy, so I can make the floater unstable at close range. Of course, the first ring can't do much, so it's only "extremely short instability". Ah."

"Dennis, did I say something too much?"

Song Shi suddenly stopped talking and tilted his head: "With your enthusiasm for psychic energy, I believe you already know all this, right? Oh, sorry, I said some nonsense."

"——Song! Shi!" But at this moment, Song Shi's gaze shifted away from Dennis and looked to the other side.

"You are here."

Two figures emerged in the shadow of the building that was on the verge of collapse.

It's Lark and Harold.

The former was still wearing a cloak and a black mask, so his face could not be seen clearly, but apart from a burn mark on his left arm, he looked in good condition.

In comparison, Harold looked much more disheveled, his face covered in dirt, his upper body clothes in tatters, and his two completely exposed prosthetic arms with obvious bullet holes, but he looked jubilant.

"Iron Shovel is still intercepting the Security Bureau SWAT outside. More than half of Emerald Pharmaceuticals' armed security has been defeated. Flash Star and Fighter will be able to finish them off soon, so I rushed back first."

Harold held two guns, one long and one short. "But it seems that I am a little redundant?"

As he said this, he looked at the broken exoskeleton armor again: "It's been a long time, Dennis."

"Yes."

Seeing these two people appear, Dennis's eyes changed, and then, as if relieved, he sneered: "You ran away too quickly at the beginning, it's a pity for Cornelia who was covering for you. You really should have heard her scream before she died!"

Cornelia Camber, former commander of the Peloser Illuminators.

Hearing this, Quemu suddenly pulled out a dagger and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Harold, who shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Song Shi looked at the two of them.

As if he had guessed what he wanted to say, Harold replied, "Emerald Pharmaceuticals has set up an intelligence blockade against them. We can't break it with our conditions. He is of no use to us. Dennis Serra, I leave him to you."

"Although I don't know the hatred between you two."

But then, Harold hesitated for a moment, and then spoke: "But according to the principles of the Enlightened, we usually do not recommend killing and torture."

"--I know."

Song Shi nodded and looked at Dennis.

"Do you have any last words?"

At this moment, Dennis's expression changed again, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Wait! Don't you want to know the news of your other members? You can use me as a hostage exchange!"

"You're lying." Harold said, "Dana, Xu, Luo Lan'er and the others are all dead. You executed them publicly and secretly. Do you think you're the only ones who can plant an undercover agent?"

Dennis's expression froze for a moment, but what was "imperceptible" to a natural person became somewhat obvious when captured by the artificial eye.

Men understand this, too.

Words are no longer of any use.

".ha."

Dennis chewed the blood foam and looked around subconsciously: "It's ridiculous that I would die in a place like this."

Then, he raised his bloodstained face, looked at everyone, and forced out a mocking smile: "Come on, kill me, and finally you can kill this enemy you have been thinking about all the time? Harold, Juniper, and you, Song Shi. Ha, how about it, now are you——"

He suddenly stopped talking.

The raging flames on Steel Crow's blade began to dissipate, and the sparks disappeared in the air.

"Coincidentally, I don't like torture either."

"But just kill you like that?"

Song Shi held the Steel Crow, and even the fire in his pupils gradually dimmed, no longer glowing red gold like during the battle.

Seeing this scene, Dennis suddenly realized something. For the first time, a look of rage appeared on his face. He seemed to be in disbelief and even began to tremble all over.

"Song Shi?! How could you--"

"Your death."

When Song Shi lifted up the Steel Crow whose flames had dissipated, and Dennis's vision fell into darkness, the last words of his life rang in his ears.

"——When not affected by psychic energy."

(End of this chapter)