Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1627 Karma Taj Fear
As the team advanced further, the psionic shield seemed to begin to change.

In just a split second, the buildings behind the spiritual shield seemed to disappear, and then plants and landscapes that did not belong to this plateau began to appear.According to the data fed back by many observation methods such as reconnaissance drones, even though they are standing in front of the gate of the sixth courtyard, the coordinates of the attacking team where the emperor is and the target location are constantly changing, as if the space is being blocked. It's like cutting a piece abruptly and sticking it back together.

The emperor's approach caused the barrier to bear more pressure visible to the naked eye, psionic static electricity lit up on the originally completely transparent barrier, and the dark purple etheric energy radiance flashed away, almost igniting the air.Even so, this barrier is still incredibly strong, far exceeding the protection that the walls of the material universe can give.

The new ammunition supply has arrived and communicated in the chain of command, the Praetorian Guards are ready to direct the bombardment, precision bombardment and precision guided bombs can accurately guide the bombardment to the coverage area under the constant change of shooting elements On the smaller and smaller psionic shields.Meanwhile, Wanda Maximoff has finally been given permission to cast a spell—her mission is simply to use non-lethal means to render the mystic who maintains the psychic barrier non-irreversible incapacitated.

It can also be done with an electric shock baton, but those mystics are still some distance away from where they are, and the seemingly thin barrier is also an insurmountable obstacle.Moreover, the experience of mystic masters being burnt brains came first. The emperor was not willing to break the barrier himself, because those mystic mages who did not die immediately also had symptoms of intracranial hematoma many times. The survival rate of craniotomy in the field was very small. Causing more mystic casualties, this is called "a waste of high-value available assets" in the mouth of the Praetorian Guards, so he is only willing to apply pressure slowly to avoid the worst results from psychic overload.

And the emperor seems to have some deeper reason, unwilling to use his spiritual power, but the current Wanda Maximoff knows nothing about it-although her spiritual intuition tells her that this is not the same as the emperor It has something to do with bringing her to Karma Taj, but at the moment she doesn't want to think about these complicated factors hidden behind the scenes-all she knows is that this is an exam, and she needs to choose her own study in a few seconds. Choose one that fits the situation from the hundreds of spells you have read, and then modify it according to the actual situation to better achieve your tactical goals.This time, no one will whisper in her ear, pointing out to her which book the spell and psychic skills are recorded in. She will also need to cooperate with the Guards to cast the spell during the next short gap when the psychic barrier shrinks. , so that his witchcraft can cross the barrier and reach the target.

There was the roar of supersonic gunships in the distance, and the Imperial Guard Amon raised his finger as a countdown.

She chanted the mantra hastily, absorbing the scarlet psionic energy stored in the snake bone staff.

The moment the countdown ended, Wanda Maximoff's mind plunged headlong into the psychic barrier burning with deep purple flames.Immediately after, time slowed down, and in her eyes, the world seemed to have stopped. Although she understood that this was a subjective image constructed by her own spiritual power and only projected in her own brain, it made the whole world stand still. It feels quite mesmerizing.

She blinked quickly, remembering her mission.

The overload explosion of the plasma warhead covered the spiritual energy barrier with red and blue plasma, and the thick smoke produced by the burning of the propellant filled the air between the barriers with countless electric currents, as if there were dark clouds of thunder in a rainstorm.Tiny shrapnel burned into ashes on the barrier, and the entire sky above seemed to be covered with crimson stars.

Freed from the shackles of her flesh, she is fast.

She no longer relies on food supply and energy transformed by cells to power her muscles, and she is no longer bound by a relatively weak body.At this moment, she is free, as if the farthest boundary that consciousness can reach can also be reached directly with one step.She felt that as long as she took one step, she could directly reach the edge of the Milky Way, watching countless stars burn and collapse for hundreds of millions of years, and finally turned into gravitational black holes.Few people can bear this kind of temptation from the heart, which makes psykers draw the energy of the sea of ​​ether without restraint, because this kind of temptation is the instinctive yearning of creatures for freedom.This temptation plagues every psyker at all times. Wanda Maximoff meditated on her retreat mantra as she recalled her mission to keep her sanity from the etheric winds blowing from behind the veil. lost in.

The etheric predators failed to get close to her, eager to hook her skin and muscles with misshapen tentacles, claws, and claws, tear out her eyeballs, and slash her bloody.The emperor's psychic radiance warmed her, and countless horrific invisible predators didn't even notice her existence, and were burned into fly ashes by the ensuing psychic stars, completely erased from the conceptual level, and never obtained The aggregate of emotions that live this concept can never be reborn in the etheric sea.Different from the violent heat shining on the ether entity, Wanda Maximoff felt warm, grand, and at the same time a little cold love from this pure radiance, which made her spirit to be in the ether wind. Condensate and maintain shape.

She blinked, and with a metaphorical palm she pushed through the mist and sank into the mind of a mystic.

Wanda Maximoff is facing an imaginary piano at this moment, the number of white keys and black keys far exceeds the two numbers 52 and 36, and the number of keys is still increasing.This is her own way of interpreting the spiritual intentions she sees, just like a psychiatrist performing a Rorschach test on a patient, she will see what she wants to see.She understood that each key represented a memory in the mystic's mind that could trigger a specific emotion. She flicked her fingers over the keys, looking for the emotion she wanted.

Fear is a necessary emotion on the path of biological evolution. Even the lowest-level single-celled organisms will have the survival instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. It is the advanced emotion of fear that enables intelligent organisms to follow the most basic survival logic and gain enough opportunities to pass on their own genetic material and continue their own ethnic group.

She played several similar keys, eliciting corresponding scales and moods.

Then she uttered the incantation she had prepared for a long time.

Modu saw a mystic who maintained the core of the barrier stand up suddenly, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face was full of horror, as if he had seen the most terrifying and terrifying thing in the world.The orange-red sparks broke in the palm of the mystic, like strings stretched to the limit, and the wave of psychic backlash sent a slight, imperceptible crisp echo in the sea of ​​ether, followed by the breath of fear like dominoes Spreading to all mystics who maintain the basic arcane secrets of the core psionic barrier is as inevitable as an acute infectious disease.

The psychic energy that should have been directed to multiple esoteric instruments rushed around without restraint. The eyes, mouth and nose of the mystic were filled with dazzling psychic abilities. The mystic who was affected also felt the fear from the aura blended with the air.

Almost at the same time, he closed his eyes, and the astral body rushed towards the original mystic who caused the disturbance.

In the consciousness of the mystic who was almost insane, Modu saw a group of fuzzy things that shone with scarlet light and beat like a heart. The blood-red horror phantom with a festering face accompanied every beat Gushing out, at this moment he understood the cause and effect.He summoned the weapon that grew with his psychic energy, summoned by the contract and secret ritual, and then he took a symbolic deep breath and plunged headlong into the scarlet psychic ocean.Just like the pressure faced by diving into the deep sea, the deeper Modu dives, the greater the spiritual pressure he faces, and the less things he can see with his eyes—his ears feel The pain was excruciating, as if he was really diving unprotected—he couldn't breathe, think, or even change his posture, and any distraction would cause him to be driven out of this scarlet sea.All he could do was stretch out his arms, hoping the weapon would pierce that heart.

The precision-guided bomb was like a safety hammer swinging at the explosion-proof glass, and the seemingly indestructible barrier was instantly covered with dense burning cracks.Tatyana got that honor.She impatiently fired a shot at the barrier that was close at hand. The explosive bomb exploded on the barrier, and the chain reaction happened instantly. Slowly falling, like a gray snow that leaves no trace.

Wanda Maximoff was overwhelmed by dizziness, pink and pink electric sparks flickered crazily under her closed eyelids, her diaphragm contracted violently, and the nausea from her stomach made her retch.Her legs gave way and almost fell to the ground, but a palm wrapped in metal armor firmly grasped her arm, holding her tightly so that she would not kneel in the thin snow.She could feel the neck psionic suppressor screaming with a tiny beep that normal people couldn't hear.The dizziness gradually faded, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and exhaled a mouthful of hot air with the smell of stomach acid from her lungs that seemed to have not breathed for hundreds of years.

"teacher……"

She turned her head, but was disappointed to find that it was the Praetorian Amphitryon who supported her.

"My lord is ahead." The imperial guard Amphitryon let go of her arm.

Wanda Maximoff saw that his teacher had already thought of taking a few steps, and at the same time he pulled out the holy sword from his waist.The golden psionic light spots burned like flames on the sword body, reflecting the ruby ​​on the emperor's power armor shining brightly.This ruby ​​was collected from the planet HAT-P-7b in the constellation Cygnus, a planet more than 1000 light-years away from Earth. It is one of the darkest planets discovered so far by the Kepler Space Telescope, with a reflectivity of less than 0.03.The planet's clouds are made of corundum, which is ruby ​​and sapphire, but Wanda knows it's not that simple.This gem is a link in the celestial psionic arcane built by the emperor on the armor. Under the influence of his own psionic energy, most of the bullets approaching him will be inexplicably deflected, weakened or even lose their kinetic energy.

(End of this chapter)