kill dawn

Before arriving at the destination, the guide's spiritual touch has already turned into substance.

The orange light flying all over the sky proved that the owner was on the verge of riots. He raised his hand and grabbed one in his hand. The orange worm-like spirit touched the net instantly like a flame falling into the water, and dissipated into white smoke.

Jiang Bieqiu took a slow breath.

Sure enough, it was still the most troublesome situation - the owner of the spirit net was an A-level guide.

But at present this person is missing, perhaps hiding.Jiang Bieqiu looked around and found that more and more normal guides were affected, and began to scratch his face.

"Professor Jiang!"

Someone ran over, wearing a thick protective mask on his head, it was Luo Shan, the executive officer of the Tower of Dawn.The guide's orange spiritual web attached itself like a mayfly, but was blocked by his thick protective cover.

Luo Shan said: "I rushed over after receiving the order from the Tower of Dawn, and the others are still waiting in the outer circle. Professor Jiang, what do you say?"

Against the backdrop of Luo Shan's heavy equipment, Jiang Bieqiu's flimsy shirt seemed a bit of a joke.He nodded slightly and said, "This guide isn't too aggressive. Go and evacuate the nearby residents first, and I'll do the rest."

"it is good!"

Luo Shan turned and left.

In recent years, such scenes have occasionally appeared, but since the Tower of Dawn could not find the reason, they could only passively solve them instead of preventing them.

Without any warning, the mentally overloaded guide's spiritual contact net will permeate every cubic meter of air, like a severe flu, infecting every nearby guide.

However, the guide can also affect the spiritual power of the sentry, so if it is not controlled, the consequences will be disastrous.

Luo Shan commanded his subordinates to evacuate the crowd one by one. A young man who had just joined the team looked at Jiang Bieqiu's position and said in surprise, "Is that a guide? Why are you standing under the overloaded mental net without wearing protection?" ? Are you not afraid of infection?"

Luo Shan slapped the protective shield in front of his forehead: "You are the only one who talks too much!"

The young man was photographed with an "Ouch" sound, and fell silent with his mouth puckered.

Jiang Bieqiu knew nothing about what happened behind him.He stood on the top floor of a building overlooking it.Under Luo Shan's command, the area affected by this guide had been evacuated, so he reached out and pulled out a gun from his back waist, raised one hand and fired a shot into the air.

"boom--"

The blue light curtain shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and covered it like a fishing net.

All the free orange light was chased and gathered, shivering under the blue light curtain.

"The mental network has stabilized." Jiang Bieqiu said to the bracelet.

A voice from the Tower of Dawn came from the opposite side: "The primary purpose now is to find the guide behind him. After falling into mental overload, his situation will be very bad."

Jiang Bieqiu leaned on the wall and leaped easily to another roof: "I'll go find him."

In a huge city, it is very easy to hide filth, and it is very difficult to find someone like this.

It would be nice if he could use his mental power.

The streets in the East District were empty, and the surroundings were silent.And when Jiang Bieqiu stopped, the last distinct voice in the air also disappeared.

He held his breath and looked around. Although he didn't use the spiritual power of the guide, he still had a keen sense of the outside world.

The dashboard of a stalled car not far away is stopping at a certain scale; a light screen in the building in front of the right is showing a historical film; outside the evacuation circle, there are also loud panic sounds from people.

...But, it's not enough.

As guides, their strong mental power is destined to prevent them from concentrating on perception, but if they are sentinels...

"Southeast, about 500 meters, behind a billboard."

Someone suddenly made a sound.

Jiang Bieqiu was startled.

Where are they from? !

However, in the next second, as if confirming what the man said, there was a rustle behind the billboard, and then, a thin woman suddenly appeared from the billboard, turned around and ran away.

Jiang Bieqiu immediately fired several shots, stopped the person in the direction where the person was leaving, and then rushed over, grabbing her by the collar.

"Let... let go!"

The black-haired guide's eyes were red, and his pupils were as thin as silver needles. After being strangled by Jiang Bieqiu's collar, he struggled hard.

"I'm sorry, I can't let go." Jiang Bieqiu scoffed, "Now I have to trouble you to take me to the Tower of Dawn."

Most of the guides who fell into mental overload lost their original rationality. They couldn't perceive who they were, where they were, and what they were doing now. They needed treatment from the Tower of Dawn to recover.

Jiang Bieqiu clearly only hooked her collar lightly, but his strength was like iron tongs, and he couldn't shake it at all.

The black-haired guide struggled for a while, and finally calmed down slowly.

Feeling the growing resistance, Jiang Bieqiu turned his head and patted the guide's shoulder reassuringly: "Be good, I'll be fine in a while."

Seeing that this little girl is not very old, she is estimated to be less than 20 years old, and I don't know what she did when she was sober, which caused her mental overload.

Jiang Bieqiu carried him back.There was no one around, and even the person who had sounded the reminder just now was gone.

He shrugged regretfully.

After walking a few steps, he saw a ray of orange light radiating from the guide again, with a slight tendency to turn red.He seemed to want to use his mental power to control Jiang Bieqiu, but the latter was too high-level, and before he got close, he was frightened and wandered around, fading away one after another.

The next moment, Jiang Bieqiu suddenly sensed a strong wind blowing from behind, alarm bells rang in his heart, and before his body could react, he was thrown several meters away by a force.

Then his eyes blurred—a sentry leaped out like thunder from under the collapsed billboard, knelt down on one knee to suppress him, and took advantage of Jiang Bieqiu's astonishment, viciously strangled Jiang Bieqiu's neck.

Taking a closer look, the sentry's eyes were blank, and it was clear that the attack was not spontaneous.

——This is traction!

The pressure in his throat suddenly increased, and Jiang Bieqiu was under control, but he almost subconsciously raised his hand to support the sentry's arm, buying a little time for himself to breathe.

The physical strength of the sentry and the guide is not at the same level. It is almost impossible for an ordinary guide to control the crazy sentry with strength alone.At the critical moment, Jiang Bieqiu only frowned slightly, then suddenly withdrew his arm, and strangled the sentry's neck in a way that killed them all.

His face gradually turned purple due to lack of oxygen. Even so, he still burst out with a terrifying madness. He swung a punch in the air, and forcibly knocked the sentry's face aside.

In the half-second gap, Jiang Bieqiu swept his long legs, and instantly changed positions with the sentinel. The latter was violently overturned and fell to the ground, letting out a dull cry of pain.

Jiang Bieqiu put his hands on the ground and was about to get up, but the sentry came roaring after he recovered his senses.

The natural barrier in physical fitness is something recorded in the genes. If you change to any guide at this moment, you will be scared to the ground.

But Jiang Bieqiu just panted quickly, he was not afraid, because he was excited.

Just when Jiang Bieqiu was planning to have a battle with this sentry, a figure flashed past him out of the corner of his eye.

A tall man flew straight forward, and simply cut the black-haired guide unconscious with a knife in his hand.

"Bang", without traction, the sentinel trembled and collapsed to the ground.

It was dazzling under the sky.

Jiang Bieqiu panted heavily, squinted his eyes and looked up.

The man stood with the backlight, his brows and eyes were cold, reminding Jiang Bieqiu of distant mountains covered by dense fog.

But without any warning, he was scalded by the dense mist.

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