Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 725 Eighty Years Project

"Isn't this a bit outrageous? Do we really have to make such a big fuss?"

Cornelius Beard jumped up from his armchair and walked to the French window. His sight spanned a distance of 470 kilometers and saw a natural disaster happening in the uninhabited wasteland.

A miniature sun rose on the horizon. No, it should be said that it was a "fireball". It was more dazzling than the sun, a red-gold fireball.

It seemed as if a transparent glass box covered it. The expanding flames paused for a moment, revealing a squeezed surface. The next moment, the glass box was overwhelmed and completely shattered. The endless sea of ​​fire spread like a flood, as if it was about to wash away the entire plain!

Fortunately, an invisible hand descended in time.

It caused the surging sea of ​​flames to converge, and the catastrophic scene dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a minute, it returned to its previous appearance - if you ignore the huge pit that replaced the original mountain.

Compared to the material damage, Cornelius Beard was more concerned about another point. His sensory system reminded him that some force had changed the environment there. The deep environment. With the huge database and analysis and calculation modules he had accumulated, he could not get a specific answer for a while.

"Same as the commander-in-chief. Is it a 'true spirit'?"

same moment.

wasteland.

“It can be called an effective response.”

Chakoro looked at his burnt and tattered clothes and the shocking mottled wounds and gave his affirmation.

Then, he retracted the fist that was against Song Shi’s heart.

".Tsk." Song Shi scratched his hair: "One move short of the mark."

"My [Perfect Silence] is indeed not good at dealing with targets in a particularly wide area."

Cha Keluo loosened his fist and patted his body with his five fingers. Song Shi just condensed a super-energy [Heavenly Sun] and then detonated it with "annihilation", the lethality is immeasurable. The wounds on his body could not be reversed for the time being, so he restored his clothes first.

The dark grey coat was put on the man again, extending his sharp shoulder line.

"In fact, I often think about one thing. If someone launches a wide-area attack on Zhuguang City, can I intercept it?" Chakoro shook his head: "Unfortunately, I can't do it. Fubo Energy's 'Solar Radiation Focusing Array' is high in space, and there is still some time and distance for buffering reaction."

"But a single individual. For example, you, Song Shi." Cha Ke Luo gave a recent example: "If you come to the Light Forging City with the intention of destroying it, I can kill you, but I am bound to leave a devastated place behind."

"At least some of it will be left." Song Shi consoled him, "Let me do the math. It's hard to say about the population, but I think at least 20% to 30% of the buildings will be left."

"It's still too fragile." Chakoro sighed softly. He turned around and looked at the metropolis bathed in sunlight in the distance: "Forging Light City has gone through decades. How many people have worked diligently and left countless blood and tears here, and accumulated its current appearance little by little."

He placed his palm flat, then flipped it over: "But its destruction depends on our thoughts."

"Humans, no, all sentient creatures are like this?" Song Shi disagreed. "The omnics are fighting among themselves, psychics are fighting each other, and humans are also using swords against each other. So what if there is no psychic power? Is Fubo Energy's 'Solar Radiation Focusing Array' just for show?"

Song Shi spread his hands: "——'Total destruction'."

Chakoro sighed again and did not continue the topic.

"By the way, I have a question. Didn't you hold weapons before?" As if he suddenly thought of something, Song Shi became interested.

When he first came to Zhuguang City, he was at the second ring. At that time, he challenged Chakolo to a duel. The latter used a weapon shaped like a four-sided iron mace. He patted Chongshi, who responded with a clanging sound: "Why don't you use it now?"

"Weapons? That was many years ago." Chakoro said slowly, "At that time, my psychic power was not strong enough. It was really inconvenient to deal with the high-standard prosthesis and the company's heavy armed units. It was difficult to knock them open with bare hands. So I chose armor-piercing blunt weapons to strengthen my tactical options. As for now."

He showed his hands. "I don't have any particular preference for weapons. I don't need psychic weapons. They are no match for me now."

"Let's go back and talk later. At the beginning, I was desperate to get back the sunshine that was rightfully mine. Now, after looking at it for a long time, I sometimes feel really hot and irritated." Cha Keluo looked up and squinted his eyes: "People who are exposed to the sun will feel dizzy."

Song Shi accepted it with pleasure.

However, before returning to Zhuguang City, the two still had one thing to do.

Deal with the battlefield.

According to the two's assessment, this area that suffered "total annihilation", if explained using the customs of East Land, is where the earth's veins collapsed, the mountains and rivers rotted, and all living things were devastated, and from now on, not a single blade of grass could grow - you know, even in an area hit by a nuclear weapon with residual high concentrations of radiation, mutant species with tenacious vitality could still gradually evolve.

If left unchecked, I don’t know how many years it will take for the environment to recover and rebuild a healthy ecology.

At that time, according to the blueprint that Isidore showed him, even if Yenan succeeded in unifying all of Terra and worked together, it would take eighty years to restore all the wastelands and bring Terra back to a level that could be called "healthy".

This is largely why, with today's highly advanced technology, it still takes eighty years.

Although his "Total Annihilation" was slightly more prominent in terms of environmental damage, was there no problem with the method of the [True Spirit]? If Wang Chenlie's "Five Phases Rotation and Five Punishments Destruction" really hit the earth, it would also cause adverse effects that could not be ignored.

Even below the fifth ring, [True Spirit], there is the fourth ring, [Sublimation].

If the two fourth rings let go and killed each other, it would also bring terrible trauma to the ecological environment, and the complex spiritual energy of both sides would bring complex residual effects. In this case, repairing the environment is far from a simple technical problem.

Under normal circumstances, high-level psychics have a tacit understanding and will go to high altitudes or even near-earth space to fight. However, the Terra chaos of the Seven Earth War broke this tacit understanding. All parties fought madly and would not stop until the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, leaving behind all kinds of torture that continue to this day.

It's a pity that no one knows whether Ye Nan can really spend eighty years to restore Terra, but before that, a new round of Seven Lands War is coming, which is something everyone understands.

"Well, I'll go first."

Song Shi's consciousness spread out, and other psychics had no idea how to deal with "annihilation". It was extremely difficult to deal with it. In fact, he himself had no way to make "annihilation" seem like it had never happened. After all, as Cha Keluo said, the power of "annihilation" was indeed a little bit

But after all, it was performed by myself, so at least most of the influence could be cleared away.

I could see that the gaps created by the "annihilation" were gradually refilled, but the thickness was quite "thin". It felt like if someone exerted a little force here, it would burst through again.

"-Reversal." Immediately afterwards, Chakoro uttered two words.

Psychic energy is like invisible ripples, gently caressing the environment.

The "thin" parts
It increased slowly until finally it had an acceptable thickness.

Perfect finish.

(End of this chapter)