Chapter 120 Lei Zun’s Demon Array!
Hearing Wang Jixuan's words, Zheng Shiduo was a little confused.
He is a C-class psyker;
Although it can barely be regarded as a 'C+' or even 'C++' level combat power, it is already very difficult for him to deal with a B-level psyker, and he has to pick a soft persimmon among the B-level psykers.
What is the concept of S-class?
That is a powerful existence that can crush little C like him to death with one finger!
but……
Hey, if you die, you will die. Brother Wang has already spoken, can he refuse?
"Okay! No problem!" Zheng Shiduo nodded immediately, "Just tell us what we should do!"
Wang Jixuan warned: "Go get a car first, preferably one that can make you invisible."
Lingtong immediately responded: "Ordinary armored vehicles can be equipped with holographic devices. I will get it."
"Well, just build a desert vehicle as soon as possible," Wang Jixuan said simply, "We still have many steps to do."
"Five minutes."
Lingtong turned his head and started running, his ponytail beating continuously.
Zheng Shiduo looked at Mudan who was wearing ordinary armor and admired:
"These two sets of armor are so handsome. They are not given to us psychics in the war zone! Otherwise, our combat power will definitely be stronger! King, cough, brother, is this your new little brother?"
Peony put her hands together, bowed slightly, and said in a delicate female voice:
"Hello, Mr. Pervert, I am Mudan, the commander's loyal wingman."
Zheng Shiduo's face turned dark: "Sisters, can you please stop giving me nicknames? I have enough nicknames."
"Okay, Mr. Zheng Shiduo, who is feeling relaxed."
"I always feel like you are mocking..."
Wang Jixuan frowned and said, "Be serious when doing business."
Mudan immediately entered into a meticulous fighting state.
Lingtong drove up in an open-top off-road vehicle, and there were two soldiers in chemical protective suits installing the holographic camouflage device. It took a while to achieve the effect Wang Jixuan required.
They quietly left the camp and drove straight to the depths of the Sari Desert.
…
Aunt Dragonfly was extremely irritable at the moment.
She has a lot of worries now.
Because she was stationed continuously and did not receive effective supplies, she almost ran out of wine, and now she could only live on half a bottle of wine, which simply stretched her pain to the extreme.
Furthermore, Mane Bear publicly confessed her guilt in the trial organized by the D5 War Zone, and a group of old men from the Spiritual Control Society held her as the captain accountable.
What responsibility does this ask of her? Is she the godmother of the maned bear? Or the spiritual guide of the maned bear?
Aunt Dragonfly was completely speechless.
Speaking of which, has this maned bear been kicked in the head by a blade beast? Even if he is dissatisfied with the Spiritual Control Council, he cannot plead guilty in court. Once he pleads guilty, the nature of his confession will completely change.
But this is no longer a big deal.
The sewer phoenix that had caused more than 5,000 human casualties jumped out again.
Aunt Dragonfly didn't understand it at all.
Is this Mo Feng seeking death on her own, or does she want to kill the six elders on purpose? She did this on Fu Jian's territory, and used the special abilities of her idiot subordinate to use Fortress No. 82 as a bargaining chip in their negotiations.
Killing the same kind without reason;
No blade beast has ever done this!
"team leader……"
Wearing a pink nightgown and an eye mask hanging on her forehead, Saman walked over from the rest cabin with no makeup, stretched out, and asked feebly:
"What's going on now, can we leave?"
"Those bastards still let us continue the investigation."
Mother Dragonfly wanted to press the cigarette to death, but she paused and took two more puffs.
Damn it, there aren’t many cigarettes left!
She scolded: "They just want to force me to take action and get them a vote. It's just a waste. If it doesn't work, I'll just quit."
"We all have self-destructive chips in our brains, Captain, we can't help it."
Saman stretched, walked to the sink, started brushing her teeth and washing her face, and asked vaguely:
"Did the maned bear really admit his guilt?"
"Yeah, I admit it, but it's okay. Wei Lin was the one who leaked all the information first."
"It feels a bit strange. Would someone like Wei Linzheng betray the Spiritual Control Society?"
"Wei Linzheng never showed up. It's just a photo. It doesn't prove anything. It might be a trick of the devil commander's grandson."
Aunt Dragonfly tutted and smiled:
“Things are actually very interesting right now.
"D5's Medieval Basin No. 76 and No. 82 Fortresses have become the psychic capital and the battlefield of the D5 war zone.
"The next fight is very critical. If Mo Feng successfully threatens the D5 war zone, or Mo Feng kills 500,000 people in this fortress, then the Psychic City's reign of terror over all mankind will deepen, and other war zones will
When facing the Thirteen, they will become more passive.
"If the D5 war zone resists the pressure and in turn causes heavy casualties to the Psychic City, the image of Psychic Overlord that the Psychic City has spent decades building will be greatly compromised.
"If Mo Feng wins, with Fu Jian's fierceness, the nuclear bomb will most likely explode.
"If Mo Feng loses, there is a possibility that it will turn into a counterattack against the Psychic City in various war zones.
"The senior management of the Spiritual Management Association did not realize this objectively at all, or they realized that someone secretly wanted to make Mo Feng even crazier. It would be best for the irritated Fu Jian to break the cauldron, fight against all odds, and press that button
.”
Saman blinked: "Aren't the six elders the absolute authority of the Spiritual Control Association?"
"Yes, but no. After all, they can't leave their residence. Besides, have you ever seen any princes whose hair has turned gray after waiting for decades?"
Aunt Dragonfly rolled her eyes:
"The six elders are getting younger and younger as they live, and are constantly approaching the level of gods. Their resources and channels are all controlled by them.
"You'd better ask less about this matter. Anyone can understand it. It's very complicated."
"Captain, you'd better say less, it will be recorded automatically..."
"It's okay. I turned off all the automatic recording devices. The energy is almost exhausted."
Aunt Dragonfly snorted coldly:
"After they finish fighting, we will go back directly. The investigation team does not have to participate in the battle. They can't force us... huh?"
The aunt suddenly squinted her eyes slightly, and dense compound eye structures appeared under her eyes.
A voice sounded in her ears:
"Friend, don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions towards your team.
"In fact, I have been observing you for many days and know your behavior.
"How about a deal?"
Aunt Dragonfly rolled her eyes and turned to look at Saman aside: "Get dressed up well. If there are guests, our team cannot lose to them in terms of average appearance."
"What?"
Saman, who was brushing her teeth, was puzzled.
Are they exposed?
When was it exposed?
…
About five or six minutes later.
The plane, which temporarily shut down all its instruments and turned on only the holographic device, slowly closed its door.
In the cabin, six figures stood facing each other in threes and threes.
Lingtong is responsible for receiving and guarding outside.
Wang Jixuan was wearing X-armor, and he and Dragonfly were sitting opposite each other across a small round table. The younger brothers on both sides were looking at each other.
Aunt Dragonfly was still wearing the same dirty nightgown, and she simply combed her hair;
Saman dressed up beautifully and put on her desert-style veil, long skirt and bra wrap, and her bare feet were obviously a bonus.
Treeman Beta pursed his lips, straightened his back, and made a fierce look with all his strength.
Behind Wang Jixuan, Zheng Shiduo looked at Beta with great interest. Mudan had taken off his armored helmet, and his dark golden hair was tied into two twin tails. There was a silver-white destruction cannon barrel behind his back, and an armored waist.
It was equipped with two large sheathed demon-breaking daggers.
Aunt Dragonfly scratched her eyebrows with her fingers and muttered:
"There's a half-human mecha outside, a C-level balanced psyker here, and a pure machine secretly researched by the military.
"And this, military task force, X-armor holder, mysterious guy... Black Storm?
"It should be you.
"This set of armor requires a relatively strong body to bear it, and the military will never equip ordinary psykers with full-coverage armor, unless they are their own psykers. And according to the information I have, Lingtong is in contact with Black Storm.
Well, her appearance here proves the identity of the X Armor holder.
"Don't you want to take off your helmet and talk? Black Storm, this is the basis for us to gain mutual trust."
Wang Jixuan secretly said, "It's awesome."
This aunt is truly a professional.
Fortunately, he made preparations in advance and used a nano mask, changing it into the one used by Zhou Tiantian.
Daochang Wang calmly took off the 'Devil' helmet of the X-armor.
Saman covered her mouth with some exaggeration and said, "He is indeed a handsome boy."
Peony narrowed her eyes and smiled: "But you are not a little beauty."
Saman's eyes widened: "Are you looking for trouble?"
Treeman Beta immediately took a half-step forward with his 'strong' chest puffed out;
Zheng Shiduo stared back.
"Okay," Wang Jixuan said proactively, "If you ask for help, we'd better be polite."
Aunt Dragonfly asked: "You want something from me? What do you mean?"
"Let's make a deal," Wang Jixuan cleared his throat.
It was also the first time for the Taoist priest to negotiate with someone.
He said slowly: "I need the whereabouts of Mo Feng, and I also need to use the ability of the tree beta to a little bit. You can raise the conditions."
"condition?"
Aunt Dragonfly smiled and stared at the young man in front of her:
"Don't you think this statement is ridiculous? What can you give us that the Psychic City doesn't have?
"Do you know the consequences of our betrayal of the Psychic City?"
"No one will know about our transaction," Wang Jixuan said immediately, "You left their communication network two days ago."
"As long as I help you, you will use my help to gain leverage over me."
Aunt Dragonfly cursed:
"No white wolf can do this with nothing like you!"
Zheng Shiduo immediately said: "Aunt, I am Zheng Shiduo, and I am also a psychic. I have heard of you... If Mo Feng continues to act like this at this stage, it will only lead to a war between the two sides."
"It was Fu Jian who wanted to start a war, wasn't he?"
Aunt Dragonfly said calmly:
"You originally had a lot of information that you could not spread, but D5 deliberately released it.
"I admit that Mo Feng is a garbage executioner, but D5 clearly has the greater initiative, but those in power want D5 to appear as a victim, and use the tragedy of civilian casualties to unify internal opinions... There is no need to deny this, they have
Super computers can even analyze future trends within a certain period of time.
"For example, the Beast Whisperer clone.
"I can sense that you may be using him to cover up other secrets, but I don't understand. Where does your confidence come from to start a war with the Psychic City? Is it because the blade beasts are generally not very active at this stage?"
Auntie's eyes became very sharp.
"We don't talk about things that have nothing to do with trading."
Wang Jixuan looked into Aunt Dragonfly’s eyes:
"I can give you two chips directly.
“One, put the maned bear back.
"Two, D5 War Zone has whitelisted your team and will not hunt you down."
"not enough."
Aunt Dragonfly lit a cigarette:
"Mo Feng is my good friend. Although I sometimes think she is disgusting and dirty, the price is not enough for me to betray my friend.
"Gotta increase the amount."
Wang Jixuan:......
Peony sneered: "I heard you always cursing her in private, sewer black chicken, troublemaker chicken, and some more rude words."
Mother Dragonfly shrugged: "Momentary emotions cannot destroy our strong psychic friendship."
"There's something here."
Wang Jixuan reached out to Mudan, who took out a bottle of pure water from the back of the armor, with ashes soaked in the water.
Fu Shui.
Wang Jixuan handed the plastic bottle to Aunt Dragonfly.
"If you are worried about it yourself, you can ask your subordinates to take a sip."
"What's this?"
"The latest research from the military," Daochang Wang said calmly, "the accessory products of the military's psychic experiments can alleviate your pain..."
"Painful?" Mother Dragonfly asked warily.
Wang Jixuan shrugged: "Your eyebrows are ten centimeters back. There will be severe pain every midnight. Whenever it is about to rain, your abdomen will have tearing pain. Your heels are often numb, and sometimes your back will itch."
Unbearable, right?"
Aunt Dragonfly was startled for a moment: "You fucking spy on me?"
"I stole..."
Taoist Wang laughed angrily:
"You have an imbalance of yin and yang! The spiritual energy infusion destroys the balance in your body. The spiritual energy in your body can alleviate some of it, but it is destroying your body!
"It is difficult for you A-level psychics to live past the age of 50. You are often middle-aged when you die. The causes of death are also strange and the end is miserable.
"But if you can get promoted, you can get rid of these pains.
"Because being promoted to S will not only give you more psychic powers, but it will also make you reborn.
"But you don't have that chance now.
"You clearly know that even if you become the executioner of the Spiritual Control Society, your natural origin will not gain their trust, right?"
Aunt Dragonfly stared at Wang Jixuan: "Do you know too much? Who are you? Fu Jian's illegitimate son?"
"Black Storm is my military code name," Wang Daochang smiled, "Try drinking it. I guarantee you won't have any pain for a month. I can give you ten bottles of this potion in the future."
Shaman was a little at a loss, so Aunt Dragonfly grabbed the talisman water and drank it.
Auntie closed her eyes and felt it quietly.
Soon, two lines of light black breath came out of her nostrils, which had a strong rancid smell.
When Auntie opened her eyes, her eyes became extremely sharp.
"What do you want Beta for?"
"For his hair, I need his hair-stimulating ability to get some wood that won't hurt him."
"Add three more cases of wine and three more cases of cigarettes."
"Deal, where is Mo Feng?"
"I can only give you location information when she comes nearby tomorrow. I can only lock her within a hundred kilometers."
"Okay, Mudan will leave a contact device for her."
"No, just take this and destroy it after use."
Auntie threw a coin-sized device over, and Peony stretched out her hand to catch it.
"Beta, go with them. If someone finds you, say you are captured."
"Hey, good captain," Tree Man Beta said a little dejectedly, "Optimistically speaking, I can also use some light and heat for the cause of mankind."
"Humans don't fight human beings," Wang Jixuan said seriously.
…
On the way back to the temporary supply station.
Wang Jixuan kept calculating in his heart and improved a formation diagram.
To deal with Mo Feng, Peony and Ling Tong alone are not enough, and if too many half-human mechas gather, it will be difficult for Mo Feng to take advantage of him.
So he thought a little bit.
As long as he has some cultivation in the future, he can give the world enough shock.
But now that his cultivation level is insufficient, as long as he has enough spiritual materials, he can also give Mo Feng, an S-level psyker, a dimension-reducing blow from the cultivation civilization.
Set up the formation.
Green wood leads to thunder, using the spiritual wood produced by Beta as the main material, it can be used to create an ordinary killing array - Thunder Lord Dang Demon!
Chapter completed!