Simply. Simply.
"It's like a tokusatsu film becoming reality,"
The doctor seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and turned around with a wry smile and said, "Isn't that right?"
The martial artist looked into the distance silently.
Li Ang's face was expressionless, suspended in mid-air like a god.
As the erosion of the brain by the Weiyuan substance reaches 50%, his power of thought has been further enhanced, and he no longer needs to use the form of chains to control the distant Weiyuan substance.
He lifted all the chains and materialized Wei Yuan into long needles, balls, and cones.
The long needle swam high in the sky, intercepting rocket shells and detonating fireworks.
The balls and cones travel through the building at high speed, and every blow can smash those with supernatural powers who try to get close to him.
Buzz!
The air ripples,
A traffic policeman holding two bloody figures in his hands and one person under his arm appeared in a flash and fell to the ground.
"Quick, save them!"
Without waiting for the traffic police to remind them, the doctor pressed his arms on the chests of the three injured people and released the healing power.
Click click click——
Broken bones are reunited, broken muscle fibers are reunited,
The photographer recovered as before, took a deep breath, and got up from the ground.
The male high school student also coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral water tablets and opened his eyes.
But the ninja next to him still had empty eyes, staring straight at the sky, not blinking even if there was rain in his eyes.
"He was hit in the brain."
After an examination, the doctor looked sad and retracted his palm. The traffic policeman was stunned for a moment and punched the edge of the city wall angrily.
The battle continues,
The American heavy tank battalion drove into the busy city, used the ruins as a cover, and opened fire in the air.
Li Ang raised his left hand, and a wave of non-material matter as high as a building rose from the surface, blocking all the cannonballs.
Then he raised his right hand, and the slender thread-shaped Weiyuan substance suddenly straightened and turned into a "silk thread sword" that was more than 200 meters long and was still growing.
Phew——
He waved the hilt of the sword, and the long silk sword, driven evenly by his telekinesis, cut through an entire tall building and fell into a cluster of tanks.
The tank that was hit suddenly stopped without any warning.
The soldier next to him was stunned for a moment, then screamed and was split into two parts from the waist. The cross-section of the spine bones was extremely smooth.
"Send me back."
The photographer raised his head and said with firm eyes.
"What?"
The doctor was shocked. After witnessing such a natural disaster, does anyone really want to go back?
"The United States will not care about Japan's disaster.
As long as you can defeat that person and get the unsubstantial substance,
Even if the intercepted missile falls into the underground air-raid shelter where the Japanese are hiding,
Even if the fire caused by the battle spread to the underground shopping mall and underground garage,
Americans won’t care either.”
The photographer shook his head bitterly and said seriously: "I experienced the earthquake and tsunami in Minamisanriku on March 11, 2011, so I don't want to see a second natural disaster come. Take me back.
My power can imprison someone for up to 10 seconds. If I fight him, I might be able to imprison him for four or five seconds.
Cooperating with those superpowers from the United States, we may be able to put an end to all this."
The traffic policeman looked directly at the photographer, and after seeing the determination contained in his eyes, he nodded heavily, lowered his head and asked the air: "Mr. Takagi, are you still there?"
The voice of Takagi, the government official wearing gold-rimmed glasses, rang in everyone's minds, "I'm here."
Takagi, who has the power of telepathic communication, asked the photographer: "Mr. Sakurada, doesn't your power curse others and make them slow down?"
"Originally, this was true, but some time ago I awakened a new ability, turning deceleration into confinement."
The photographer smiled bitterly and said: "There are two reasons why I didn't tell you.
First, this ability has huge side effects.
Second, I was afraid that speaking out would attract more attention and restrict more personal freedom, so I did not report it."
"I see, that's understandable."
Takagi said: "I will inform other people in the coalition of your plan and ask them to cooperate with your actions."
"Okay!"
The photographer nodded, held the traffic policeman's arm, and the two of them flashed to the other side of the moat.
High in the air, Li Ang is still crushing the enemy.
The progress of Mosi's erosion of the brain has reached 75%.
He felt that his consciousness was constantly rising, and his whole body gradually merged with Mo Si.
The body that carries his thoughts is no longer so important. Every thread is his eyes, his limbs, and his brain.
The original mind with twenty thoughts has expanded to one mind with two thousand thoughts.
Buzz!
Hundreds of needles pierced the sky and shot down rockets all over the sky again.
The rest of my mind is to control the ball and disperse the legions of superpowers on the ground.
Hmm?
Wait, why do I use ink to refer to Weiyuan matter?
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The photographer hides in the ruins, hides his figure, and moves forward.
The traffic police continued to flash, using space to move, and continuously brought the injured back for treatment by doctors.
The martial artist originally wanted to go to the other side to help, but the burning pain coming from his internal organs forced him to stay where he was.
There are more and more wounded people along the moat. Those who are too seriously injured can no longer fight and can only stand where they are, blessing and cheering for others who are still on the battlefield.
Amid the expectant gazes of everyone, the photographer quietly touched the bottom of a tall building a hundred meters away from Li Ang.
He took a deep breath and pressed the index fingers and thumbs of his hands together to form a rectangular camera lens gesture.
And pointed the middle of the gesture at Li Ang.
[Freeze Vision], start!
The photographer activated his powers with all his strength, veins popped up on his forehead, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Li Ang, who was high in the sky, suddenly paused. He was not completely imprisoned, but moved his eyes slowly and looked towards the direction of the photographer.
"Attack!"
Takagi's voice echoed in the minds of many superpowers on the battlefield.
The arms of the American superpower turned into miniguns and fired into the sky. Each bullet accurately hit the floating needles and balls that were stagnant, clearing the way for others.
The Korean superpower soared into the sky, cutting thin threads that were difficult to see with the naked eye with the dagger in his hand.
Finally, a young Japanese girl wearing a kyudo uniform stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building and shot an arrow filled with cold air, spanning a distance of a thousand meters and accurately piercing Li Ang's eye socket.
Poof!
Li Ang's left eyeball exploded instantly, and a cluster of sharp arrows pierced the back of his head.
The photographer, who had a blood vessel bursting in his forehead, saw this scene and finally couldn't hold on any longer. He lowered his arms and fell to the ground limply.
The frost energy carried by the arrow has spread, freezing half of Li Ang's face into ice.
And the rain of missiles and fire that kept falling from the sky also completely engulfed him.
The explosion of fire illuminated the night as brightly as day.
"Yeah!!!"
No matter the officers in the command tent on the other side of the city or the superpowers on the moat, they couldn't help but cheer and even hug each other and cry.
This chapter has been completed!