Marvel's Psyker

Breathing became heavier.

Lynch gritted his teeth, raised his sore and unconscious arm, and let out a roar, Ajuramaru was swung by him and chopped off at the enemy in front of him.

The enemy on the opposite side has obviously reached the limit, his figure is staggering, and the weapon in his hand is raised to hit Ajuramaru.

The two blades collided, and the enemy's thicker weapon shattered apart. In the flying metal fragments, Lynch changed his knife posture and raised the knife to stab the enemy's heart.

Unexpectedly, the enemy suddenly became ruthless and slammed into Lin Qi. The tip of Ajuramaru's knife pierced his body surface, and then was smashed into his chest.

But the enemy's plan succeeded, the sharp blade missed his heart, and because the entire knife had not penetrated into his chest, Lynch could no longer draw the knife.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the enemy covered with blood and wounds. He suppressed his heavy breathing and crumbling body, opened his broad arms, and embraced Lynch.

Because of his physical injury, Lynch slowed down by a beat. He didn't dodge, and was locked by the opponent's two iron pillar-like arms.

Lynch tried to struggle, but how could the enemy as tall as an iron frame in front of him do what he wanted?

The cast-iron arms kept tightening, and this irresistible force made Lynch's breathing difficult, and even the bones made a toothache and overwhelmed sound.

Not only that, but the enemy who hugged him started to run.At this moment, not far behind them was the window, and the enemy charged like a train, smashing the glass.

The two rushed into the mid-air outside the building, and began to fall rapidly.

The enemy turned Lynch towards the ground, trying to make him bear the huge impact.

Glancing at the rapidly approaching ground from the corner of the eye, Lynch's eyes froze, he resisted the severe pain in his body, and concentrated all his energy on mobilizing the psionic energy in his body that had bottomed out.

The remaining spiritual energy was mobilized and flowed through the body, and the regained sense of strength gave Lynch the ability to struggle.

He tried to break free from the arms that hugged him, but the enemies with power-type abilities were not vegetarians. Not only did the arms increase their strength again in an instant, but they also hit Lynch on the head with a hammer.

The huge pain and drowsiness made Lynch's eyes go dark, and he almost lost consciousness directly.

The psychic energy that was finally gathered in the body was almost shaken away, Lynch shouted angrily, and while pushing his arms against the enemy's arms, he mobilized his dying mental power and threw it at Ajuramaru who was close at hand.

Under Lynch's near-death Jedi counterattack, Lynch's spirit successfully had a weak connection with Ajuramaru.

Grasping this hard-won weak connection, Lynch called for Ajuramaru in his heart.

"Ajura Maru!"

"Ajuramaru! I need you!"

Vaguely, a sigh sounded in Lynch's mind.Afterwards, Ajuramaru inside the sword responded to Lynch's spiritual call.

The power of the berserk ghost spell rose on the knife, like a rising flame, gorgeous and dazzling.

At this moment, Ajura Maru is completely submerged into the enemy's chest, so it is equivalent to the violent power of the ghost curse exploding inside the enemy's unprotected chest cavity, directly tearing out countless dense wounds on the enemy's lung lobes. Wound.

The enemy's body trembled suddenly, and then he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the light in his eyes dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling that the iron-like arms relaxed a little, Lynch shook his arms and broke free from the enemy's embrace.

Lynch, who was in mid-air, grabbed the enemy's clothes and used it to borrow strength. He knelt on the enemy's chest with his calf, pressed against the enemy's throat, and at the same time grabbed Ajuramaru and pulled it out.

When Ajuramaru was pulled out, the power of the demon curse on the sword was like countless small knives, once again slashing through the organs in the enemy's chest cavity, tearing out countless wounds.

The tear inside the chest made the enemy cough up a big mouthful of blood again, but the moment he opened his mouth, a sharp blade with rising black smoke wrapped in a cold light pierced through his mouth.

Ajuramaru's sharp blade pierced the palate directly, piercing the enemy's brain.Lin Qi's mind moved, the power of the curse on the blade surged violently, and the enemy's head burst into bloody flowers in an instant.

Lynch grabbed the corpse of the enemy who was no longer resisting, and placed it under himself.

"Bam—"

There was a huge sound of falling to the ground, and thick smoke rose from the ground to the surroundings.

After a few breaths, the smoke dissipated, and a large hole was seen on the ground. At the bottom of the hole lay a headless corpse, which was already bloody and bloody.

Lynch sat on the side without any scruples, his face was dirty with blood and sweat, and he was panting heavily.

In the fight in the air just now, when he was in a desperate situation, he relied on the final limit burst to win the opponent, and finally got the current situation of winning and surviving.

However, the extreme explosion in the realm of death is not without side effects. The over-squeezing of the body's potential has made Lynch sore at this moment that he can't even stand up.

At this moment, he can only hope that after he destroys the strongest in the enemy's stronghold, Qianhua Yingsheng and the others can clean up all the enemies in the stronghold as quickly as possible.

As time passed, Lynch regained some of his strength amidst the gradually calming breathing.

In the distance, there were hurried footsteps running towards Lynch. It was Qianhua Yingsheng who rushed over immediately after the battle.

"Xiao Qi! How are you?"

Lynch waved his hand, "It's okay! It's just that I lost my strength."

Hearing Lynch's answer, and after observing and confirming that there was no fatal injury on Lynch's body, Sheng Qianhua Yingsheng's heart was relieved.

"Phew~ It's great that you're fine! You just fell that way, I'm so worried!"

Qianhua Yingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then lightly tapped Lynch's head with her pink fist.

"It is not allowed to use such desperate fighting methods in the future!"

"It's not that I want to jump off the building, it's that guy..."

"Ok?"

When Qianhua Yingsheng stared over, Lin Qi had no choice but to respond helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I will definitely pay attention in the future!"

Lynch spread his hands, and then glanced at the enemy at the bottom of the giant pit out of the corner of his eye, "But this guy is really strong! I almost fell into his hands."

"Don't you see who he is?"

Sheng Qianhua Ying explained Lynch's confusion: "He is a senior cadre of [Wild Power], and one of Uyama Yuto's trusted subordinates, Makoto Oida, known as [Warrior]! If our information is correct , he should be the general manager and strongest person of the [Wild Power]'s outer edge stronghold group."

"He was brave enough to deserve the name [Welder]. But so what? In the end I won!"

Lynch smiled, supported the ground with Ajuramaru, and barely stood up.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the last outlying stronghold we are responsible for clearing, right? How is the general battlefield situation on Uncle's side?"

Qianhua Yingsheng replied: "President, the operation against the [Wild Power] headquarters has already begun, and our coalition forces are constantly consuming the enemy's vital strength."

"but······"

Qianhua Yingsheng looked at the phone he had taken out with a bad expression.

"From the current results, the effect we have achieved is not obvious. The enemy's individual combat power is indeed much higher than ours! The casualties on our side far exceed the expected index. To be honest, I am a little worried that this will continue. Others Will the blood alliance back down in battle?"

Of course Lynch knew about Qianhua Yingsheng's worries, but he still showed a nonchalant smile and patted Qianhua Yingsheng on the shoulder to signal her not to panic.

"We are human beings, not gods. It is impossible to calculate everything in the future."

"Problems are not for complaining, but for solving!"

"Since uncle is in trouble on the frontal battlefield, let's rush over to help! No matter what we do, we are together and do our best!"

"Since the enemy is more ferocious than we imagined, then we need to be more ferocious than them! Sister Sakura, just watch! I promised uncle that if the situation really comes to the most critical moment, I will personally carry the knife as a pawn." Sharp Knife Team!"

"That sounds good! But can your body hold it?" Qianhua Yingsheng gave him an angry look, and then asked with concern.

"Cut! Who am I?"

Lynch waved his arms, with a confident look, and slapped his chest loudly.But he overestimated his physical state at the moment, he didn't have any strength in his hands, and almost slapped himself until he stopped breathing and passed out.

Lynch coughed violently for a while, then reluctantly took out a psionic core, and put it into his mouth with trembling hands.

The abundant psychic energy in the psychic core nourishes Lynch's body everywhere, the pain is relieving, and the wounds such as muscle tears in the body are also slowly recovering.

Lin Qi put Ajuluowan into the scabbard, smiled at Qianhua Yingsheng, and then looked behind him.

There is the headquarters of [Wild Force], that is, the existence of the total battlefield!

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The outlying strongholds that Lynch and Qianhua Yingsheng were in charge of had been cleaned up, but at the same time, Masato Kamiya, who was in charge of commanding the attack on the main battlefield, was not so leisurely.

At this moment, he was frowning deeply, looking at the statistical data on the mobile phone, his eyes were full of dignity.

Although the large force of the blood alliance coalition surrounded the enemy, it had to be admitted that when the general offensive was launched, the enemy's madness and desperate counterattack still put them under a lot of pressure, and the casualties far exceeded the expectations of Masato Kamiya before the battle.

"President!"

"President!"

"President! It's not good!"

While Masato Kamiya was meditating, the hurried shouts from his subordinates suddenly interrupted Masato Kamiya's train of thought and woke him up from his meditation.

"What are you panicking about!"

Masato Kamiya glared dissatisfiedly at the subordinate who rushed into the room in a panic, "What's wrong?"

"Report! There is a small enemy elite force that is approaching us rapidly with the cooperation of the enemy's large force. It has broken through several layers of brothers' defense lines along the way. It seems..."

The subordinate swallowed his saliva, looking anxious, but his mouth froze.

Masato Kamiya looked at the embarrassment of his subordinates, and his tone was a little dissatisfied, "What does it look like? Keep talking!"

"It looks like...he probably wanted to...beheaded!"

At the last few words, the subordinate's tone suddenly became fierce, and his expression became extremely ferocious in an instant!

A dagger with a cold light was pulled out of the sleeve by the "subordinate", and disappeared in the same place in a flash, attacking Masato Kamiya at a speed that almost turned into an afterimage.

The premonition of danger was like a knife, causing Kamiya Masato's throat to feel a tingling pain ahead of time.

In extreme danger, Masato Kamiya's ability is activated automatically.

The world seemed to slow down in an instant, and turned into a colorless gray-white world. In the eyes of Masato Kamiya, only the dagger in the assassin's hand was dazzling bright red, which was incompatible with this slow and colorless world. .

The next moment, Masato Kamiya saw the "trajectory" of the bright red dagger.

It was a bright red, sprawling thread that spread out in space, connecting the dagger at one end and his neck at the other.

Masato Kamiya emptied his body and left the body's dodge to instinct.

Masato Kamiya didn't react at the moment of the attack, but he still followed his subconscious instinct, or in other words, followed the subconsciously activated ability, bent down and raised his head back at the same time, avoiding this fatal throat-seal blade.

The dagger that the assassin swung with a cold light just cut through the air, and the torn air left only a faint red mark on the skin between Masato Kamiya's throat.

The little rabbit who sneaked up did not succeed, so he has to meet the wrath of the tiger next!

In the next second, Masato Kamiya's feet shook, and all the muscles in his body exploded instantly!Huge force surged from the soles of the feet, passed through every muscle fiber, and was transmitted to the arms.

Masato Kamiya straightened his body, clawed his hands, and grabbed the assassin's head with a force like a roaring tsunami.

As if he was overwhelmed by the powerful murderous aura emanating from Masato Kamiya, the assassin was in a trance for a moment when facing Masato Kamiya's attack.

When he woke up suddenly, he found that he was like a little white rabbit being stared at by a tiger, unable to escape at all!

Masato Kamiya's generous hands covered his face, and in an instant, the figures of the two disappeared in place. The assassin was held in place by Masato Kamiya, and then smashed to the ground with astonishing speed and momentum.

A huge explosion soared into the sky, and the air wave blew dust and debris more than ten meters away. The ground cracked into a cobweb-shaped pit with a diameter of at least five meters, and large pieces of concrete were even lifted out of the ground by the reaction force. off the ground.

The original room was gone, replaced by a super giant "Lotus" composed of scattered dust and gravel protruding from the ground!

In the center of the "Lotus", Masato Kamiya pulled his hand from the crushed concrete slag.

He looked at his hand, which was covered with finely crushed concrete powder, gray and white, but without any trace of bright red.

There is no blood on Masato Kamiya's hands!

Masato Kamiya raised his head and looked in one direction. About 30 meters away, the assassin just now was half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, his face pale as death, but he still did not forget to stare at Masato Kamiya with resentful eyes .

The assassin seemed to have used some kind of ability to escape from the level of attack just now, but obviously that ability consumed a lot. After panting for a few seconds, the assassin's breathing became more stable, but his footsteps were still vain, and his face remained the same. It was bloodless, deathly pale.

During this period, the assassin's eyes never moved away from Masato Kamiya's body, and there was undisguised hatred and murderous intent in his eyes.