This aura is deadly

Angelé's magic flame ignited in Chen Ke's hand. With him as the center of the circle, the temperature within a radius of 20 meters suddenly rose to 70 degrees, and it was still rising.

His black knight armor blocked all the power of flames. At the same time, a layer of flame patterns like blood vessels was attached to the surface of the armor, and his entire right arm became black and red.

Tons of rifle bullets pinged against the armor, but Chen Ke still stabilized his posture.

He looked back at the warehouse door, which was firmly closed and blocked by a large iron door. The high temperature of the magic flame should not have much impact on the outside.

"Don't come in, Ms. Halloyin, I'll get rid of them right away." Chen Ke shouted toward the door, and then continued to increase the temperature of the flame in his right hand.

The use of the relic does not need to consume his lifespan, because it is a gift from the great soul, which is equivalent to a prop and is not included in the psychic system.

If a relic is not psychic, what is it?

Although the warehouse was large, it could not withstand Angele's high temperature. Chen Ke threw the soul crystal gun and walked towards the middle of the warehouse against the hail of bullets.

Soon, the temperature rose to 500 degrees.

This temperature has exceeded the temperature at the fire scene. Without any protective equipment, skin not covered by clothes will be burned over a large area.

"Ahhhh!!!" Some militants couldn't stand the high temperature and began to shout.

But the strange thing is that they did not stop their movements, they just had screams on their faces.

The originally very dense bullets became sparse, and the AK47 was unable to operate normally at a high temperature of 500 degrees. The barrel itself of the rifle was extremely hot after being fired continuously. Many guns were scrapped at this time, and some even Exploded chamber.

Those militants who were far away from Chen Ke could still continue shooting, but those who were closer were out of luck.

A layer of numb blisters first accumulated on their exposed skin, and then the blisters boiled and turned into red sores, which then oozed blood.

The bleeding sore exploded into blisters again. The blisters grew larger and then burst again. The blood inside was like a popped pimple, and the blood dropped with a "pop" sound.

The sores then dry up, leaving the muscles dry and smelling like kebabs.

These militants were created out of thin air. They have no behavioral patterns that humans should have.

Normally, enduring such painful heat, they would be rolling around on the ground by now.

However, apart from screaming in pain, they still maintained their attacking posture. Even though the weapons in their hands had exploded and the barrels and guns had stopped working due to the high temperature, they still kept shooting.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for Haro Yin to complete the task.

This group of things is just a human turret. More than 100 guns aim and fire ruthlessly. They don't dodge or dodge, and they won't be afraid of being shot, so it's impossible to create any gaps.

Haroin could only rely on a small pistol to fight against these more than 100 AK47s. Whoever the creator of this space was, he had ulterior motives.

Chen Ke also found an armed man hiding in a corner with a rifle. The gun tip had a piece of plastic on it. Chen Ke guessed it was a tranquilizer dart.

There were still half of the more than 100 people holding on. Chen Ke snorted coldly and raised the temperature again.

This time, the indoor temperature has reached a terrifying 700 degrees. The cement and stone walls of the warehouse have been burnt to a crisp by the high temperature, and many places have turned black.

He moved slowly, patrolling the militants in the warehouse like a god of death. Their eyes were red and bloodshot, and there was no good piece of flesh on their exposed bodies.

This time the temperature rose, and no one could stand. They all fell to the ground. Some were dead, and although some were alive, they were not much different from dead.

Chen Ke collected Angel's Ashes, but the temperature in the warehouse was still very high, over 600 degrees at least. He walked to the warehouse door and heard Haro Yin shouting outside.

"Rookie?! Rookie?!" Haro Yin's tone sounded a little anxious, but because the iron door was too hot and the entire warehouse became like a furnace, she didn't dare to get close.

Chen Ke shouted to the outside: "Stand back, it's very hot inside. If you open the door, there may be a explosion."

"Are you still alive?!" Haro Yin replied happily.

"Yeah...you step back, at least about 100 meters, and then don't stand in front of the door..." Chen Kedao.

Chen Ke heard the sound of Haro Yin running back.

"I've gone far enough, rookie!" Haro Yin shouted.

Chen Ke estimated that it was far enough, and reached out to open the door. His hand was on the handle of the iron door, and with a force, he actually turned the handle down.

The door was deformed due to the high temperature, and the copper door lock turned into juice and stuck to the door frame.

He had no choice but to snap his fingers at the door, and the power of his spiritual energy burst out in response, slamming the iron door away.

The average temperature outside was only over 20 degrees. A sudden convection of air caused a violent deflagration. However, since there was no open flame in the room, there was just an air explosion. The violent noise mixed with scalding hot air spurted out from the small doorway, sending Chen Kechong flying out. .

"Gan Xunniang!" Chen Ke yelled, and was suddenly thrown more than twenty meters away by the air wave of the explosion. He fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

Haro Yin watched Chen Ke fly out of the warehouse from a distance, with a look of surprise on her face, but the scalding hot wind made her dare not get close to Chen Ke, so she could only watch here from a hundred meters away.

Chen Ke got up and looked back at the warehouse. The huge iron door was dented by the air explosion.

Speaking of psychic bursts, Chen Ke had previously tried to use his fingers to activate the skills as mentioned in the Skill Codex, but there was no reaction at all. He also tried using his fists and palms to activate the skills, but it still had no effect. .

Snapping your fingers creates a small airburst, which may be why the burst of psychic energy is triggered.

Just like that warehouse, Chen Ke was sent flying more than 20 meters with a snap of his fingers.

Fortunately, he was protected by armor, and the high temperature did not harm him. However, the shock wave and fall caused by the explosion caused him internal injuries and bruises.

Chen Ke stood up, recovered his body, and walked in the direction of Haro Yin. He recalled the armor after feeling the surrounding temperature drop.

"Are you a psychic?" Haro Yin asked in surprise.

"Yes, I am an agent of the Psychic Administration...I entered this space to investigate a case of the murder of an advertising actress..." Chen Ke said.

"Rookie... focus on the task..." Hearing Chen Ke say this, Haro Yin's expression changed slightly.

"Ms. Halloyin...I have always been very focused." Chen Ke said.

Haro Yin looked at Chen Ke with an indescribable expression on his face, mixed with reluctance, hope and joy.

"We can't escape reality, but at least I can promise to help you get revenge." Chen Kedao.

Haro Yin is dead. She does not exist in the photo. Chen Ke can't see any blue outline on her body.

"Let's go to Warehouse No. 6, rookie." After a while of silence, Haro Yin smiled, turned around and walked towards Warehouse No. 6, leaving Chen Ke alone.