black tower

Han Jun at the onset of madness was like an emotionless beast, he mechanically attacked all creatures within his perception range until he confirmed that the threat disappeared.

Before receiving the order, none of the guards in the black tower dared to shoot and kill the former chief sentinel, which also caused them to be passive.Although he had an advantage in numbers and even had the most advanced equipment and weapons to support him, facing Han Jun whose five senses exploded, those guards who were trying to control the opponent on the fourth floor of the black tower were eventually broken through by him.

The movements of the guards had already turned into a stop-motion animation in the eyes of Han Jun, who was bursting with five senses. He easily dodged the anesthesia bullet that was shot at him and tried to subdue him. Before everyone recovered, it was hard to see with the naked eye The action came in front of them, and the Black Tower Guard Group composed of ordinary people was not worth mentioning in front of the top sentinels.

When Ling Feng hurried to the fifth floor of the Black Tower according to the instructions in the wireless earbuds, he quickly located the figure of Han Jun, who was wearing the blood-stained white one-piece straitjacket, holding a The telescopic electric baton used by the guard when he tried to subdue him. Blood was dripping down the top of the baton. In front of him was a poor guard with a distorted face. Humble prayers and cries.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me...I didn't do anything to you..."

This scene made Ling Feng angry for no reason. During the years he worked with Han Jun, he had an indescribable sense of rejection towards this man. The dangerous atmosphere made him feel that this guy would lose control one day. Later, something happened to Han Jun, even though everyone thought it was an accident.

"Han Jun!" Ling Feng took out his gun and pointed it at Han Jun's back. He was not sure whether his shot could hit the opponent accurately. Leaping out of the bloody air, there was a muffled roar that only supernatural beings could hear.

All the sounds in the ears of the crazy sentry were just signals to judge whether he was in danger, Han Jun turned around slowly, just because he sensed a powerful force, such a threatening force is crazy The sentinel would not allow it to exist in its own magnetic field, and the ferocious spiritual body black panther also resonated in Han Jun's spiritual sea, and his mental body was already eager to try.

Just when Ling Feng was thinking about what to do next, he saw a bony and scarred tiger, a tiger with white hair and black stripes, slowly walking out of the shadow beside Han Jun.

"Tsk, your mental body is about to die, and you are still so energetic. Is this the last strength given to you by madness?" After seeing Han Jun's weakened mental body clearly, Ling Feng sneered.

The spiritual body symbolizes the state of the supernatural person itself. Once the spiritual body dies, the life of the supernatural person himself will soon come to an end, and the battle between the spiritual bodies, like the battle between superhumans, is often endless.

In the state of madness, Han Jun didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, even his pupils were filled with a dark color, he slowly rolled his eyes, and then blinked lightly.

And at this moment, Ling Feng pulled the trigger, and after a short thought, he shot Han Jun in the head, and the gun in his hand was not an anesthesia gun, the chief sentinel did not need a non-lethal gun arms.

The scorching bullet pierced through the air at high speed. Under normal circumstances, even a sentry would hardly be able to dodge such a short-range shot, even Ling Feng himself could not.

But unfortunately, the bullet did not shatter Han Jun's head as Ling Feng thought. May it bloom like a perfect blood flower.

"Damn it." Ling Feng spat angrily, he couldn't even fully see the trajectory of the bullet, but Han Jun did it, obviously the other party was so sick that he was about to die.

Han Jun raised his hand and touched the burning bloodstain on his face. Compared with the pain he had been enduring, this pain was really insignificant to him, but it made his indifferent face appear. There was a chilling smile, as if from an unknown dark side of his nature.

Probably realizing that the telescopic electric baton in his hand could not play a greater role in front of the new opponent, Han Jun punched the wall on the right.

"What are you going to do?!" Ling Feng roared angrily, and fired several more shots.

After Han Jun smashed the wall with his hands, he directly grabbed the steel bars inside. With the help of one arm, his whole body suddenly flew into the air the moment the bullet flew.

However, Ling Feng didn't want to give Han Jun any chance. He knew that only by speeding up the shooting speed and quantity could he hit the opponent. Facts proved that his idea was right, because when Han Jun's body fell to the ground, the opponent's waist There was blood oozing from the side.

Han Jun lowered his head and glanced at the blood oozing from under his white straitjacket. He wiped it carelessly, stared at the palm of his hand, and then slowly raised his head.

I don't know if it was Ling Feng's illusion, but he actually saw the same color as blood reflected in the opponent's eyes - the red of killing!

"Roar!" After the roar of a beast, the white tiger next to Han Jun, who looked like he was dying, rushed towards Ling Feng's black panther.

"Spiritual body attack? It seems that Han Jun wants to put all his eggs in one basket." Qin Yongnian folded his arms and chuckled. The duel between the two chief sentinels does not require anyone to intervene. By tacit understanding, they respect fighting and their god-given abilities.

"Han Jun's mental body is obviously dying. As long as Ling Feng keeps dragging him, he will soon be exhausted. The biggest problem with the mad sentinel is that he will overload his abilities when the five senses are overloaded. How long will it take to collapse. What's more, Han Jun has been forcibly treated for so many years, so he is very weak." As a guide, Du Wang is well versed in mental attacks, so he is very firm in his judgment.

Qin Yongnian turned his head and looked at his old partner. Although the other party is not his matching guide, the days of fighting together are still indispensable.

"You mean that if Han Jun hadn't been so seriously ill, Ling Feng would have been beaten to the ground long ago."

"I didn't say that. But I think Ling Feng wants Han Jun's life very much. The target of his first shot was obviously aimed at Han Jun's head. Damn it! This guy is even more disobedient than Han Jun! Thinking of Ling Feng ignoring his own orders and showing an attitude of wanting to kill Han Jun when he came up, this made the chairman of the executive committee who had been in charge of the tower area for nearly 20 years very dissatisfied.

"The chief sentinel always has some personality." Qin Yongnian still looked indifferent, he stared at the battle situation not far away with interest, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Those who can become the chief sentinel in the tower area will never be superficial, because the sentinel's five senses are overloaded and their physical energy is exhausted. When they reach the age of 40, their various abilities will gradually decline, and even the senses will be completely blunted. The situation is no different from that of ordinary people.Therefore, the chief sentinels of each tower area are only those top sentries who are in their prime.Han Jun's predecessor was Qin Yongnian. When he served as the chief sentinel, it was also the most turbulent period of the coalition government. Fortunately, Qin Yongnian did not die on the battlefield like his predecessors, or was murdered by the enemy. He chose to retire at the age of 38 and went from a front-line combatant to the Sentinel Training Administration in Tower District.

Eight years after Qin Yongnian stepped down as the chief sentinel, the first S0-level sentinel appeared in the St. Nelensata area in a century. He knew that this person was likely to become the most famous among the 30 St. Nerensatas. Chief Sentinel.Qin Yongnian's guess is correct, but it's a pity that Han Jun's heyday was shorter than other chief sentinels. At the age of [-], Han Jun failed his first mission due to madness, and his life has also slipped into darkness since then. the abyss.

When Han Jun fell into the darkness, Ling Feng, who had been covered by his light all this time, finally waited for his day to come out.

Unfortunately, myths are not always so easy to break.

The accident in the black tower made Zhao Hongguang, the spoiler who broke in suddenly, quickly become a neglected target. He found a corner to ensure his safety.

Yes, because the specialties of guides and sentries determine that they cannot match the melee capabilities of sentries, so on the battlefield, any excellent guide will put himself in the safest environment and use his mental power to attack the enemy's weapons from a distance. The spiritual sea, or provide spiritual defense and support for the sentinels of the alliance.

"Fat Chirp, which one of them do you think has the stronger mental body?" Zhao Hongguang was surprised to see that Han Jun's skinny white tiger was tied with Ling Feng's annoying black panther, and couldn't help poking it. The silver-throated long-tailed tit on his shoulders, high-level guides and sentries have the ability to materialize their own spiritual bodies. Of course, this kind of spiritual body materialization is only for people with supernatural powers, and ordinary people cannot see it. and cannot touch them.

"Chirp." The little tit seemed dissatisfied with being roughly poked on the chest by its owner, and its small and short beak pecked lightly on Zhao Hongguang's finger.

"I said, let's go save Han Jun. Don't you always want to build a nest? The hair on Han Jun's white tiger must be very suitable for you." Zhao Hongguang caught the tit on his shoulder in his hand, and he smiled and stroked it. Fang Yuangun's furry little head had a calm and decisive look in his eyes that was different from the relaxed tone at this time, because he knew that this might be his only chance, and it was also Han Jun's only chance.