Psychics don't die from gunfire

Gaboy. Defeated?

Looking at the retreating, half-kneeling figure, a company armed officer opened his eyes wide, and absurd emotions rose in his heart, but a small melta bomb followed quickly, causing him to quickly withdraw from the bunker. At the same time, he fired back in the direction from which he shot.

But gradually, the hail of bullets that had been everywhere stopped, and everyone turned their attention to the center of the front hall.

Song Shi stood quietly, overlooking the person in front of him.

Large areas of skin and carapace were dry, cracked, and peeled off silently. Most of the face was broken, first the eyes, then the cheeks, and Gaboy's true face emerged bit by bit.

The "Parasite Pavilion" could not withstand the flames and quickly began to shrink and dry up, turning into scattered ashes.

Spiritual energy is exhausted, biological activity drops, energy reserves are exhausted, and curses take advantage of the situation to spread.

This is truly a desperate situation.

Gabriel Fair is about to be defeated here.

The body that could easily shatter steel was so powerless at this moment. Gabriel couldn't remember the last time he was so weak.

"Is this my destined death?"

As if he saw something, the man's unfocused pupils suddenly moved. His expression was startled, and he murmured subconsciously: "I remember, is this scene and that rumor true?"

"Death destined."

Song Shi repeated the word and nodded slightly.

He came to Gabriel and slowly knelt down.

It was at this moment that Gaboy's pupils suddenly lit up.

There was no roar or roar, he just used his spine as an axis and his body as a bow. The veins of his already withered right hand suddenly protruded and the five fingers were clenched. In the sudden burst of air, he punched his enemy and Song Shi's vital part. Boom!

——Psychic skills·[Effectively powerful]!

This is the final psionic art.

Under the influence of spiritual energy, the body that should have been dry trembled in an instant, just like wringing out the last moisture from a wet wipe with brute force. The remaining moisture gathered along the bones and bones that were already overwhelmed and shattered. The conduction of flesh and blood turns into the final fatal blow under the control of consciousness.

Watching this close blow, Song Shi's expression did not change, as if he had already known it.

There is no option to avoid it.

At the same moment that Gaboy raised his hand, Song Shi also stretched out his right hand, and the remaining flames surged out, condensing into a stream of red gold flames that wrapped around his five fingers. In the next moment, he pressed Gaboy's punch head-on. .

——Crack.

In the struggle that was visible to the naked eye, Gaboy's forearm burst out with cracks, spreading inch by inch, like a rock wall eroded by thousands of years of wind. Pieces of skin dried up and peeled off, and the bones made a tooth-piercing tremor. .

Then, since Song Shi's five fingers were clasped together, the man's arm retreated at a slow but firm speed, and even drove Gaboy's body to fall backwards little by little, and was pressed into the ground.

Until the end.

There was no resistance at all. In the overflowing blood, Song Shi's five fingers sank into Gaboy's heart, and there was a warm creature beating.

The latter's right arm turned into ashes and flew away as the two looked at each other.

"——Do you have any last words?"

Song Shi asked.

Gabriel was silent for a moment, directly facing the destruction of "Ember", his body suffered great pain, but compared to "failure", this pain was insignificant.

"Beyond." The man raised his face and stared at the young man: "How far can you go?"

Song Shi looked down at him and said calmly: "I want to attain the throne of Taoism and aspire to the top of all paths."

Gaboy was startled.

He coughed violently several times and spit out blood mixed with organ fragments. Because of the extremely high oxygen content, these "high-energy blood" appear to be dark and turbid.

"I see. Ha." The long-standing indifference finally changed, and the man chuckled twice: "No wonder I lost to you."

".'No wonder'?"

Song Shi shook his head.

"The only and only goal we have all the way to this point is our own 'ideal', our own 'dream', and our own 'most desired thing'."

"'If I lose to you, I can accept it', 'It's great to be defeated by you', 'I can fight you, I will die without regrets'."

The young man stood tall and said in a tone that left no doubt: "No one sets out on their own path just to say this kind of thing."

".ha."

"Yes, yes...that's exactly it!"

Gabriel was silent for a moment, and then he showed a sarcastic sneer, but the target was himself.

The man couldn't help coughing up blood, and there was uncontrollable anger on his face: "So I only hate myself for being too weak! Too weak!"

Song Shi nodded slightly.

Flames gush out from between the five fingers, and Gaboy's chest suddenly swells, with spreading cracks appearing - and then, dazzling red gold bursts out from it, swallowing everything up.

Amidst the embers flying all over the sky, Song Shi stood up again.

He looked around at the broken walls. Some people were holding onto their weapons tightly, but they did not fire after all.

"Harold."

Looking away from the surroundings, Song Shi nodded towards the other party in the distance and said concisely: "It's time to go."

With that said, he stepped out towards the entrance of the institute.

The members of the ice troop were behind the bunker, watching the enemy not long ago. They quickly collected the corpses or wounded of their companions and retreated outside. Several members took a deep breath and finally prepared to fire, but the captain's order was issued immediately. In the silence, the former struggled to utter a few words, "Wait. Wait. Wait."

The processor implanted in his skull was running overclocked, and he was calculating the loss between "immediate fire" and "company punishment".

Until a certain moment, looking at the series of avatars suddenly connected to the tactical communication channel, the captain no longer hesitated, raised the muzzle of the gun, and was about to fire with a roar.

But before that, there were loud sounds outside the institute!

"——The first, second, and third teams, frontal armed invasion! Armed drones group, open the "annihilation mode" permission, allowed to take off! The fourth and fifth teams, set up defense lines on the outside, no one can escape!"

Accompanied by the loud and undisguised instructions, the sound of vehicle tires scraping the ground and weapons colliding suddenly sounded outside the institute.

After the attack on the First Research Institute, support from Jade Pharmaceuticals and the Security Bureau finally arrived.

Song Shi's expression remained unchanged, he raised his finger and dragged out a stream of flames towards the nearby ice troops.

A bunker melted down instantly, and an armed member rolled out in embarrassment, but he was not surprised but overjoyed: "He has become weaker! He is pretending-"

boom!

The flames burst out a second time, sputtering out large sparks and covering him, and the "embers" began to take effect.

Instead of looking at the opponent's fate, Song Shi raised his head and looked ahead.

A large number of armed personnel jumped out of the vehicles and filed in. A defense line was quickly set up further away, and large-caliber heavy firepower was aimed at this place, watching eagerly.

Harold's expression was solemn. Following his tactical movements, the other Enlightened Ones quickly prepared themselves for a firefight at any time.

But their hearts couldn't help but sink a little bit.

"Song Shi." Harold lowered his voice and said sincerely: "You are stronger than us and have the best chance of leaving here, so we will do it later... Don't worry about us, you can just find an opportunity..."

"Here we come." Song Shi said suddenly.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

There was a violent rumble, and from the end of the sky, two heavy helicopters painted in blue and white were heading here at full speed.

On the side of the heavy helicopter, a straight broken sword and the door leaf together outline a blue and white pattern.

Technical supervision, ethical review.

"Notice, please everyone put down their weapons immediately!"

"Notice, please everyone put down their weapons immediately!"

"——Notice! This is an order from the 'Scientific Ethics Committee'!"