Marvel's Psyker

"My younger brother is born with a bad brain, doesn't like to talk, and has a particularly irritable personality. To be honest, my relationship with him has been pretty normal since I was a child."

Yuuto Uyama spoke very slowly, but every word and syllable was oppressive like a mountain.

"However! Although Kento is ineffective, everyone in the world knows that he is my younger brother, Uyama Yuto! This matter cannot be left alone, otherwise, it will be a slap in the face for me!"

"If there is a turmoil in the blood alliance's internal army, then the blood alliance war we launched against [Forest House] and [Red Doutang] is likely to go wrong."

Yushan Yudou looked at his subordinates, "Is our battle tight now?"

"The battle is very tense! We found that [Forest House] and [Red Doutang] seem to have begun to ask for help from the blood alliance with which they are friendly. The opponent's combat power is likely to increase in the short term. All players in our blood alliance need to invest to the fight and the defense."

"Damn it!"

Listening to his subordinate's report, Yuyama patted the glass depressedly, making the tempered glass hum.

"Then let's slow down this matter for a moment! [Forest House] and [Red Dou Tang] are A-level blood alliances after all. They have a deep foundation and cannot be underestimated! The current blood alliance battle with the two families is [Wild Power]'s top priority. The relationship It depends on the future development of the Blood Alliance. When the situation stabilizes and your hands are free, you can find a few people to kill the new guy!"

"Yes!"

"Is there anything else to report?"

"Oh, yes!" The subordinate called up a document on the mobile phone, "This is the detailed report of our blood alliance's battle situation during this period, and you need to read it yourself, the leader."

As he said that, he wanted to go forward and pass the phone to Uyama Yuto.But Yushan Yuto raised his hand to stop him, pouting his mouth, motioning his subordinates to put them on the desk.

"Any more?"

"Gone."

"Okay, I'll take a look at the battle report later, and I'll give you the next battle plan later, you go out first."

"Yes!"

The subordinates put the report on the desk and left the office, leaving Yushan Yuto alone.

Yuuto Uyama stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly looking at the skyline of the distant city, with complex expressions in his eyes.

Just when the office fell into deathly silence, suddenly!Yu Shanyong violently turned around and punched the sandbag beside him.

This heavy punch, as swift and fierce as a lion's pounce, directly sent the sandbag flying.The sandbag hit the wall, smashing the wall into a large pit full of cracks, and then fell to the ground, and the outer skin of the sandbag that was wrapped in it was cracked due to the huge force.

The sandbags spread out, but no sand came out.Looking closely, what was wrapped in the sandbag turned out to be an extremely heavy lump of solid iron.

What makes the scalp tingle even more is that there is actually a huge red fist mark on the iron block at this time...

The night was dark now, and Lynch came to one of the apartment buildings according to the words on the key in his pocket, unlocked the door with the key, and walked in.

Lynch turned on the light at the entrance and looked around his room in this world.

The apartment is about 50 square meters, not too big, but it is enough for Lynch to live alone.

The apartment prepared by the system for Lynch is very considerate. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs, including electrical appliances and daily necessities, and the types are very complete.

Lynch opened the closet and found that there were a lot of clothes inside. Judging from the size, it should be Lynch's size.

Lynch threw the student uniforms that had been soiled in the battle into the washing machine, then went into the bathroom and took a hot shower.In the diffuse heat, Lynch, wearing a loose set of clothes after taking a shower, opened the door of the bathroom and went directly to the kitchen.

Open the refrigerator, which is full of bread, drinks and various convenience foods.

In this regard, Lynch smiled knowingly, with a look of "as expected".

"That's great! It's kind of sweet."

Lynch took out a box of instant noodles and boiled a pot of hot water with a kettle in the kitchen.

In fact, Lynch is not hungry now.

But now he does not make instant noodles for carbohydrate intake, but wants something hot to soothe his cold soul.

There’s no denying that deep-fried noodles wrapped in a rich, hot broth always warms a chilled soul from the inside out in no time.

Instant noodles may be junk food, but at this point, it is exceptional.

There were not many noodles, and Lynch finished sucking them in a few mouthfuls. There was no change in his stomach, but Lynch felt much better now.

Lynch sat in front of the desk, the bright moonlight passed through the window, casting a soft glow on the desk.

Lynch looked at his palm, and in the current state of calm, he recalled the feeling of fighting before.

The next moment, a cloud of faint blue mist emerged from his body and gathered on his palm.

Lynch has always thought that his psychic powers are amazing, but now he feels that he still knows too little about psychic powers.My psychic energy seems to be far more powerful than I imagined, and it also has more potential for development.

For example, in today's battle, when facing the final dying counterattack of the double-mutated tauren, he gathered a huge amount of spiritual energy, and blessed all parts of his body with the largest amount of spiritual energy.

But when his body was "full", he felt that some unused spiritual energy flowed out of his body.Part of it is covered on the body surface, forming a defensive barrier around the body.Another part flowed down his arm and flowed into the Ajura Maru he was holding tightly in his hand at that time.

At the last moment when the knife was drawn, Lynch was sure he could see the unusual faint blue streak rising from the blade.

"Ajura Maru!"

With a soft shout in Lynch's heart, Ajuramaru appeared in Lynch's hand immediately.

"In that case, let's try it."

Holding the handle of the knife, Lynch closed his eyes, sank into the depths of his body, and mobilized a trace of spiritual energy.

Lynch's spirit was engulfed by this weak ray of spiritual energy flowing through his body, passing through his torso and arms all the way to the palm of his hand

The psychic energy seems to have reached its end here, and it can no longer move forward.

Lynch, who closed his eyes, frowned slightly. He increased his concentration, and forcefully broke through the restraints of his body with his spiritual energy. He penetrated into the interior of Ajuramaru along the skin where the palm of his hand was in contact with the handle of the knife.