trap?

Hearing the words of the elf named Ina, coupled with the ghost-faced beast clamoring to die, and the scene in front of him, Lyon made a quick decision and opened the communication and said to Brea:

"Aya, inform the ministries to suspend the encirclement and suppression of the Kirahani tribes. In addition, we are located where we find out the out-of-control humanoid aliens and need more support to assist in controlling or eliminating them."

Lyon said at the same time.

The lieutenant also ordered: "Download the formation! Be vigilant!"

"yes!"

The team quickly dispersed, keeping the distance into a semicircular formation, aiming the muzzle at the three elves, while the two cyclops were still at the forefront.

Without Lyon's intentional order, ten emergency teams also joined the formation.

Just then.

The older elf dissipated the light column, controlled its body to fall steadily on the ground, and then observed the surroundings with their blue-light eyes.

Finally, it fell on Lyon and the others, smiling with a tone with an echo texture:

"Humans, the races that prayed for the mercy and protection of the gods could still leave the earth without the care of the gods..."

As he said that, it looked at the four elites and commented: "I've started raising pets, well, it deserves praise."

!!

Seeing the older elves say something unusual, Ina and another compatriot who spread their psychic shields know that the most knowledgeable and powerful elder among the six "people" have been deviled...

Completely replaced by the evil god Pallas.

Pallas, who occupied the body of the older elf, turned sideways slightly, raised his right hand, aimed his palm at Ina and the others, and released psychic lightning without hesitation, without saying anything.

"Crack!", and the psychic shield was destroyed.

"puff!"

The nameless elf who maintained the shield vomited blood directly, and his body was uncontrollably knocked away by the blow, falling into a standard parabola more than ten meters away, falling to the ground and unable to move.

Ina was also implicated and was also knocked away.

But the outcome was a little better than its nameless compatriots. At least they could still show painful struggles, look at the front formed by humans, and reminded them with all their might:

"Run...Run..."

run?

Although the lieutenant and the unsc soldiers did not know what the demons and the alien space were, since they saw Pallas attacking, the lieutenant shouted:

"Kill this smack!"

"Huha (ao)!" The soldiers responded in unison.

"Assist unsc to solve the out-of-control guy before the support arrives." Lyon also issued the same order.

"Yes." The emergency teams replied calmly.

"Tada!"

Then came the masterpiece of gunfire.

But the result is obvious that all kinds of warheads cannot cause substantial damage to the evil god...

Pallas does not even need to unfold the visible psychic shield to "out of thin air" to block and dissipate all attacks towards it.

"After ten thousand years, human beings have not been able to change their bad habits of resisting God yet..."

Pallas, who ignored all attacks, sighed and moved his attention away from the two seriously injured and dying elves, turned to face the team gradually surrounding it...

"Kazhi!"

Accompanied by a few harsh metal wails, the two Cyclops responsible for the firepower output were distorted and deformed by invisible psychic energy in the blink of an eye.

Just like a piece of A4 paper being pinched into a ball by hand, the two cyclops were also pinched into two metal balls by the psychic energy released by Pallas.

"Puff!"

Blood of the two drivers gushed out of the gap.

Then, Palas waved his left hand casually and released a faint "air fluctuation" at a group of unsc soldiers.

"Bang~!Bang~!"

The energy shield generated by individual soldiers' equipment was like bubbles produced by soap foam. After a series of drops, the soldiers were suddenly blown away and cut by this "air fluctuation".

"Squeeze! Squeeze!"

In an instant, the broken limbs flew across the line, and a blood mist rose up, and blood rained, and the blood falling on the ground would seep into the dry and cracked soil.

After Palas showed his complete crushing strength, the unsc couldn't help but be scared.

How to fight this?

Before performing a mission, they knew to assist Umbrella's agents in dealing with difficult targets, but they knew that they would encounter a guy who could not physically contact and could not capture the attack method?

"This is the end of resisting God, tremble, mortal..." Palas spread his arms and showed a look of despising all living beings.

After sighing.

Palas no longer slaughtered many people at once, but instead used his right hand to clench his fists, "pinched" the unsc soldiers in a state of shock one by one, enjoying the thrill of murder and unrivaled pleasure.

Lyon and the members of the emergency team did not surprise or doubt the psychological process of life, and still attacked Palas in an orderly manner.

In addition, Lyon also took out a "full moon" grenade, quickly left the team to the right, pulled the pull ring, released the safety, threw it at Pallas, and said to Brea:

"Information correction is not a mid-level demon, but a high-level demon. Also, urging support to arrive as soon as possible, otherwise we will not be able to keep that demon alone."

"Boom!"

Before Lyon could hear Brea’s reply, he first heard the explosion of the “Full Moon” grenade.

However, the invisible barrier that Palas continues to generate still blocks the explosion impact for it.

“Wow…~!”

But the full moon water shot out by the grenade explosion is corroding the barrier and emitting thick "white mist".

Although it still did not cause substantial harm to Pallas, it successfully stopped its massacre of soldiers and also diverted its attention to Lyon.

"Full moon water? Ah... it seems she is awake, haha."

Pallas looked at Lyon, who was about to throw the full moon grenade again, and could not help but show a trace of nostalgia.

"Mad..."

At this time, half of the lieutenant lost his subordinates, aimed the commander-type Gauss rifle at Pales' back, regardless of the ammunition remaining and accuracy, and pulled the trigger tightly, shouting in anger:

"God, you, the God of Male Gobi! All of you have empty ammunition for me to avenge your dead brothers!"

"yes!"

Faced with an absolute crushing situation and facing death, the remaining soldiers aroused their anger under the leadership of the lieutenant.

But it's a pity.

Pallas, who turned his back to them, released a psychic energy that everyone could not resist without even moving.

A gap that cannot be blinked.

All, including Lyon and the emergency team, were either "fanned" by the psychic fluctuations, the individual shield failed, the body suffered heavy damage, and fell into distant places, or were randomly cut by sharp blade-like fluctuations, and the limbs and neck were broken.

Even the legendary agent Lyon, before pulling off the riveter pull ring, was "pulled" by the psychic energy, and the mechanical bones fell apart and lay on the ground with their heads raised.

"Pooh…"

He turned his head and spit out and poured into his mouth, with some "sweet" blood, and he wanted to struggle to get up, but his body did not cooperate.

"Humans are always so interesting." Pales looked around and told Lyon and others who were killed and injured:

"I know it is a mortal ending, but I face the crushing of absolute strength, but I always naively think that I can overthrow and defeat.

Now, let me, the goddess of war and wisdom, correct your ridiculous bad habits."

"God...what is so amazing..." Lyon said disdainfully.

"Ha." Palas smiled contemptuously, looked at Lyon, who was unable to move again, and asked:

"Human, your courage is commendable, but you are deceived by the man who claims to be the chairman. Since his birth, people have to respect the gods, not be with them."

"Respect God?"

Lyon, who had a messy hairstyle, tried his best to support his upper body with both hands, looked directly at Palas's eyes without pupils, and grinned:

"Then kneel down and sing a paragraph... "Hello Dad," I might pray to you, how about this proposal...?"

Lyon said while his right hand inadvertently stretched his back.

However, Pallas was not angry with Lyon's provocation, and only saw its index finger and thumb on its left hand make a light pinch.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tingling sound of a fracture.

"ah…!"

The sudden pain caused Lyon's face to turn pale and he couldn't help but scream.
To be continued...