A few streets away from the magician and the Hanged Man, there was a young man holding milk tea with a smile on his face.
It was Yang Yi who was following him.
After the magician was dumped by him in the mall, he quietly followed him. With his telekinesis and disguise skills, he could easily spot the other person, but the other person couldn't see him. It was so easy to follow him!
I thought that these two guys would follow me and return to the so-called organization, so that I could find my hometown and earn some merit by the way, but I didn't expect to end up here.
Grain and oil store?
Is there something wrong here?
I was curious in my heart, sensed something, and took out the makeup mirror from my pocket.
He bought dozens of these things, all made of stainless steel, and put them in his locker. He could just take them out whenever he wanted to use them. But to outsiders, they looked like they were taken out of his pocket.
call!
A line of writing appeared above.
"I see……"
After reading the content, Yang Yi smiled slightly, stopped talking, looked around, walked into a restaurant, ordered something to eat, and sat down with peace of mind.
While he was eating easily, the two magicians were not so leisurely. They hid outside the grain and oil store. When it got dark, no one came in or left. It was as if the woman had completely disappeared.
"No wait, go over and take a look!"
The Hanged Man couldn't stand it any longer.
The magician also knew that it would not be a problem to continue waiting. He nodded, jumped forward, and rushed forward.
Come to the rolling shutter door and press it gently.
boom!
When the door opened, food and oil splashed everywhere.
The room only covers an area of more than ten square meters, and there is not even a single person in sight. It is as if the woman who was wearing headphones disappeared out of thin air.
The two looked at each other, and their expressions changed.
Could it be that the other party discovered that they were following them and escaped in advance?
If this were to happen, if the news spread out, waiting for hours in an empty room, it would be embarrassing and could lead to death...
"There is a mechanism!"
He glanced over with his mental energy, and in the blink of an eye he saw something was wrong with the food rack. The Hanged Man came to him in a few steps and grabbed it gently.
Wow!
The steps appeared in front of you. Looking at each other again, the magician waved and walked down first, followed closely by the Hanged Man.
It is also a small basement, with several computers placed in it. The fans of the host machines make a "buzzing!" sound. The slender monitor flashes with light, and a line of large characters suddenly appears on it - Welcome the Magician and the Hanged Man.
Inspection!
Their scalps suddenly went numb.
I thought I had found the other party's lair, but I didn't expect that I had deliberately lured him here, and I had made preparations in advance.
boom!
Just as he was about to exit, he realized that it was already too late. A huge explosion exploded, and scorching air waves immediately filled the entire basement.
The other party is actually here and has planted countless bombs!
In an instant, the ground collapsed, the grain and oil store collapsed, and the surrounding buildings also collapsed. People should have been evacuated long ago, and no one else was injured.
Phew! Phew!
Two figures rushed out from the center of the explosion. They were covered in mud and stained with blood, their clothes were torn, their faces were charred, and their hair was burnt off. They looked miserable.
Although the power of the explosion is very strong, the Magician and the Hanged Man are both disaster-level experts. It is very difficult to kill them with this thermal weapon alone. Even so, at the center of the explosion, the internal organs,
They were also seriously injured, and blood was flowing from the corners of their mouths.
The most important thing is that it is so embarrassing!
The Great Arcana card of the Tarot Society, a catastrophic powerhouse, waited outside for several hours in vain, and was injured all over by the explosion. His clothes were streaked horizontally and vertically, and his hair was burned in some places.
It's clean and miserable...
"Hermit, I must kill you..."
The magician roared.
"Let's go quickly. If there is such a big noise, it will definitely attract people from the Dragon and Tiger Team..." The Hanged Man said.
Although this grain and oil store is outside the Sixth Ring Road and has reached the urban-rural fringe, the noise of the explosion is too great. As expected, it will soon attract the action team or the Dragon and Tiger Team to maintain order. By then, think again
Escape is not that easy.
The magician exhaled and rushed out. After taking two steps, his pupils shrank.
A simple bronze mirror shot towards the hanging man behind from the ruins not far away.
Hermit!
She actually hid nearby, waiting for them to escape and relax their vigilance, and then take the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
"court death!"
It's fine if the other party doesn't show up, but if he dares to show up, the magician raises his eyebrows, appears with the scepter in his hand, and draws it towards the mirror.
World object No. 32, the soul-locking scepter!
The world object controlled by the Fool is lent to him for use. It has the function of locking the soul and fixing the soul, which is extremely weird.
bite!
The two collided, and with a roar, the Dragon Locking Mirror immediately flew backwards.
The magician breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to follow the direction of the mirror, find the Hermit, and find a way to kill him, he saw the Hanged Man behind him and paused involuntarily.
leech!
Suo Longjing's fair and just sneak attack had only one purpose: to attract all the attention of the two of them and let the leech lurk quietly.
Wow!
The leech bit the Hanged Man, and Tu Qiong saw a figure appear in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye, holding a dagger and stabbing at the Major Arcana.
"No……"
Unexpectedly, there would be such a strange thing as leeches, which made him unable to move for a short time. The Hanged Man screamed, and the power in his body began to circulate rapidly.
puff!
He was already injured, but now he forced himself to use his power, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Although the internal injuries were serious, the shackles seemed to be broken free, and the body moved two inches horizontally.
The location is not big, but it avoids fatal points.
Phew!
The dagger pierced into the chest. Although it hurt, it was clamped by the muscles.
Slowing down, the Hanged Man's eyes were red, and he slapped the sneak attack figure with a palm. This palm contained all the anger and surging power, like a sea of fire, burning the ruins in the blink of an eye.
.
Although the Hanged Man ranks twelfth among the Tarot Club's Major Arcana cards, his combat power is no weaker than that of the Hermit. He exploded with all his strength. The figure had just made a sneak attack and had the upper hand, but he immediately fell into passivity.
At this moment, the magician also knocked away the dragon-locking mirror, came behind the figure, pressed on her back.
Both of them are disaster-level strong men. If they are attacked from both sides, even if the hermit is strong, he will definitely be injured again.
"snort!"
At this moment, the woman's body twisted in an unnatural way, and without any help, she flew out sideways, and in the blink of an eye, she escaped more than ten meters away.
It's like teleporting.
"Um?"
The two of them were stunned at the same time.
This change of direction was beyond imagination. It was incredible to see it with my own eyes. However, now is not the time to think about this. The magician raised his eyebrows, turned his body into a stream of light, and chased after him: "You want to escape, do you think
Can you still escape?"
He was designed to be so miserable that his crotch was filled with cool air. If he didn't kill him this time, it would be hard to let go of the hatred in his heart.
Seeing that he was approaching the woman, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He hurriedly dodged to one side. The next moment, he saw nine flying knives coming through the air at a speed as fast as falling.
meteor.
"What's this……"
The hair all over his body exploded, and the magician hurriedly moved his hands forward, and with his powerful mental power, he immediately condensed a wall of air in front of him.
The speed of the flying knife reaches ten times the speed of sound. Once stabbed, even if he is strong, he will directly turn into a sieve.
Buzz!
As if guessing that he would do this, the nine flying knives instantly changed their direction and galloped towards the hanging man on one side.
This change of direction was strange and unpredictable. The Hanged Man, who was guarding against the figure, never imagined that the target of this thing was actually him. It was too late to dodge, so he had to summon up the hard resistance in his body and planned to clamp it with his muscles.
live.
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!
It's a pity...these flying knives were so sharp that they penetrated his body in one stroke, cutting off both arms at the same time, and stabbed several holes in his chest.
Severe pain swept over him, and the hanging man's eyes turned black, causing him to feel dizzy.
He was already injured by the bomb, and then was attacked by a hermit. He was stabbed in the chest, and he used force to shock his internal organs... At this moment, he was stabbed repeatedly by flying knives again, and he felt the vitality in his body, and he quickly left his body and died.
go.
At this moment, he was like a punctured ball, with catastrophic cultivation, falling downwards visible to the naked eye.
"No……"
With a scream, he turned around and ran away into the distance.
He doesn't want to die yet, he wants to live...
However, his movements are fast and his flying knife is even faster!
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!
Just after piercing him, the nine flying knives turned around again and stabbed him repeatedly, dozens of times in the blink of an eye.
Blood surged wildly, and the blood vessels and heart of the hanging man were ruptured at the same time, and he could no longer mobilize his strength.
When the magician on one side saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but darken.
He had been on guard against the hermit, but he didn't expect that the police officer was still in front of him. His telekinesis combined with the indestructible flying knife made his companions unable to even resist.
boom!
The Great Arcana of the Tarot Society, a strong man in the early stage of the disaster, had just arrived in the imperial capital for less than a day. He was cut into countless pieces. The boiling power in his body could no longer be maintained and exploded.
From the sneak attack with the locking dragon mirror to killing him with a flying knife, it took less than ten seconds in total!
A disaster-level expert died like this...
"Hermit, we will definitely kill you..."
Knowing that if he continued to stay here at this time, he might die, the magician shouted violently, covered his body with tattered clothes, and the next moment, he had disappeared from where he was.
It has to be said that his method of escaping is really powerful and cannot be stopped at all.
"Succeeded..."
Seeing the Hanged Man on the ground turned into minced meat, the Hermit breathed a sigh of relief.
The magician is too powerful and reacts too quickly. If she were alone, let alone a sneak attack, she would be killed!
Fortunately, I sent a message to the other party in advance and asked him to come and help!
Looking at the suspended blade, the hermit smiled.
A man, regardless of the danger, rushed to help at a moment's notice, and even saved her several times... Do you need to guess what he was thinking?
Although sometimes he is very mean, he is really unambiguous when it is time to take action.
He hummed softly, with water flowing in his eyes, showing tenderness: "Thank you..."
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Before he finished speaking, the flying knife suspended in the air suddenly fell to the ground, cutting rocks, bricks, and gravel on the ground.
The hermit's pupils shrank.
Although I don't know much about telekinesis, disaster-level mental power can also pick up items at a short distance and form an air wall. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to throw away the weapon unless the power is exhausted or there is danger.
Could it be that...we were attacked?
He hurriedly took out the mirror and wanted to ask where the other party was hiding. He saw nine flying knives suddenly flying up, rushing straight into the sky, and disappearing into the black night in the blink of an eye.
"Something must have happened..."
With an anxious look in his eyes, he rushed straight towards the direction of the flying knife. After walking for a while, he found that he seemed to be trapped somewhere. No matter how he moved forward, he was always wandering in one place, as if he was trapped in a maze and could not escape.
"Psychic barrier?"
The hermit's body trembled slightly.
She is a disaster-level powerhouse. Although she is only in the early stage, her soul has already transformed. The opponent can make her unable to distinguish the path... How strong should her mental power be?
At least it must surpass the magician and reach the peak of terror level!
Among the people I know, there is only one person who can do this...the Fool!
Could it be that this person who continuously killed the chariot and the hanging man could no longer bear it and came over in person?
It's possible!
Otherwise, the flying knife would not have fallen for no reason, nor would it have left without any warning, without stopping at all.
She knew very well how terrifying the Fool was. With her current strength, if she charged directly towards him, she would definitely be killed.
If he doesn't go through... the boy will definitely die.
If you save others, you will die!
If you don't save him, he will die.
How to choose?
His chest kept swelling and he was breathing rapidly. The hermit clenched his teeth. Without any hesitation, he raised his head and looked around: "I killed both the chariot and the hanging man. I have nothing to do with him. You have the ability to rush."
I'll come..."
You have saved me many times in a row, this time...it's my turn to save you.
…
…
Unaware of her anxiety and panic, Yang Yi was sitting quietly at the restaurant table at this time, looking at the old man in front of him, his muscles all tense together.
This person suddenly appeared when he was killing the Hanged Man, holding a bowl of beef noodles. He didn't make any excessive movements or speak. He just sat across from him and ate bite by bite.
Although he didn't speak, the pressure emanating from his body made him palpitate.
The peak of disaster level...even stronger!
Definitely more powerful than anyone I've seen before, much more powerful than the magician and Councilor Zhang.
Where did it come from?
Friend or enemy?
He was so shocked that he couldn't control the flying knife and fell to the ground.
However, seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to take action, he ignored the hermit and controlled the flying knife to fly back.
No matter who he faces, this is his biggest trump card, otherwise, he will only be slaughtered unilaterally.
Woohoo!
There was a whimpering sound in the air, and the flying knife came to the sky. Just as it was about to return to the palm of its hand, the old man's arm was stretched out.
Wow!
For a moment, Yang Yi felt that he had lost contact with Long Yi. The next moment, he saw the latter falling into the opponent's palm, floating quietly, unable to break free no matter how hard he struggled.
Scalp numbness.
I thought the opponent was very strong, but unexpectedly, I still underestimated him.
"I don't know why the old gentleman intercepted my weapon."
Unable to hold it any longer, Yang Yi asked.
Ignoring his inquiry, he looked at the struggling blade and put down the chopsticks for eating noodles. The old man showed a smile: "This is Lao Chen's craftsmanship! I didn't expect to forge a weapon spirit. Not bad, he is worthy of a generation of masters."
call!"
Yang Yi frowned: "You... know Master Chen Nanyun?"
The old man nodded, as if falling into memories: "I've met him once, it's been... thirty years! At that time, he was a famous forging master in the country, and I asked him to help forge a weapon. I have to say, the craftsmanship is really good! Now
I'm over eighty years old, and I can still forge this thing for you. It seems that my ability is still as good as before..."
After saying that, he picked up a blade and flicked it lightly, and the latter suddenly made a "buzz!" sound, like a dragon's roar.
"Did you find the [Ujin Essence] that forged this thing, or did Lao Chen get it?" The old man looked over with curiosity.
"Wujinjing?" Yang Yi was confused.
"You don't know?" The old man frowned.
"Are you talking about that black meteorite?" Yang Yi suddenly realized and told the truth.
After hearing this, the old man laughed and said, "You can buy this thing at any flea market. You are so lucky!"
"Ujinjing is a kind of pseudo-realm object. It was born in the fifth-level mirror world. Although it is not the strongest and sharpest metal, if it is used to forge weapons, it is difficult for anything except the realm object to withstand it.
!”
Having said this, he took a closer look at the young man in front of him: "He is indeed someone who is favored by the Mirror Management Bureau... Luck, sometimes, is also a kind of strength."
Yang Yi: "Do you know me?"
She recognized him but did not make a move, but chatted quietly with him. Could it be that... he was not an enemy?
The old man smiled, with approval in his eyes: "Mirror Management Bureau, this organization that is only in legends, suddenly appeared in front of the world, so naturally we should pay more attention to it. Don't worry, I have no ill intentions, I just want to see the mysterious place that has never been revealed.
, what kind of appearance does a special police officer suddenly appear? At first glance, it is indeed excellent."
When he came, he deliberately released his breath, and even grabbed the opponent's weapon. Anyone else would have been panicked long ago, but this young man's eyes were clear and there was no trace of panic in his eyes. Based on this alone, he was more powerful than before.
Met a lot of people.
Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "The old gentleman is... from the Dragon and Tiger Team?"
The old man said: "You can say yes, you can say no. Wu Shizhe and others are all my juniors. The Dragon and Tiger Team was founded by me."
"this……"
Yang Yi was shocked.
Captain Wu is already a disaster-level powerhouse. With the ability to mutate lightning, even a magician may not be his opponent. This person is actually an elder, and he founded the Dragon and Tiger Team...
Who is it?
The old man's eyes fell on Yang Yi's shoulder: "Although this leech in the Locking Dragon Mirror can swallow up power and make people progress, don't rely too much on it, otherwise it will be very troublesome!"
"You...can see it?"
Yang Yi was startled.
Leech is in a mirror-like state. He cannot see it with the naked eye. He can only use the eye of truth. Magicians, priestesses and others cannot see it, so they are attacked one after another...
It’s so scary that this person can actually discover it!
The old man said: "Not only can I see it, but I can also see that your rapid improvement in strength is related to it..."
Yang Yi looked solemn and asked: "I wonder...what's the trouble?"
His understanding of boundary objects was just from someone's introduction, and he was not very clear about the details. Since the other party could see it, he just asked about it.
The old man said: "With the help of the power instilled by leeches, people can make rapid progress, but...this is not something you have cultivated by yourself. It must be a bit vain. If you swallow too much, it will easily cause the foundation to be unstable. If you want to break through the disaster level,
It will be even more difficult, and may even cause obstacles.”
Yang Yi narrowed his eyes.
Some time ago, his telekinesis reached 99,999 kilograms. Unfortunately, he didn't feel the disaster level at all. This morning, with the help of leeches, his physical body also reached this level. He also didn't know how to break through. In desperation, he activated the illusion with the help of a mirror.
energy points.
Is it because of this thing?
Exhaling a breath, Yang Yi clasped his fists: "I don't know how to break through the disaster level, I hope my seniors can give me some advice!"
The old man said: "Since the disaster level involves the spirit, it naturally needs to be sharpened. The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Just like these blades, if they are simply made without polishing, can they be so sharp?"
"As for sharpening one's spirit, it is complicated. It requires the resonance of the spirit and the body, making the spirit sharper and possessing the desire and intention to break through everything. To put it simply, it is just two words...faith!"
"You can become a police officer of the Mirror Bureau. You already have faith. Unfortunately, part of it was taken away by your telekinesis and became less pure. Therefore, it is more difficult to break through than ordinary people!"
Yang Yi was stunned.
Seeing his confusion, the old man continued: "The power of thought is the continuation of thoughts and is itself a part of the spirit! If we compare faith to a reservoir, the power of thought is a valve that keeps flowing and is always open. How can we fill the reservoir?
?Just like some monks who practice silent meditation, once they open their mouths, all their previous efforts will be wasted..."
The first time he heard this metaphor, Yang Yi was speechless.
However, what the other party said makes sense.
Breaking through from the terrifying level to the catastrophic level is when the mental power is accumulated to the limit...if the mental power is dispersed, it will naturally be difficult to succeed.
"What should I do?"
After a moment of silence, he asked.
The old man stroked his beard: "Do you know how I can break through the disaster level?"
Yang Yi: "I would like to hear the details."
The old man said: "I once participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and I have witnessed with my own eyes the persistence of countless people... knowing that they may not be opponents, knowing that it is difficult to defeat, but not having the slightest fear. This is faith, and this is the most determined spirit.
, I rely on this power, from the beginning of my practice, I have been going smoothly without any hindrance!"
Yang Yi nodded.
The older generation who were able to participate in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea all had extremely firm beliefs and were not afraid of death or sacrifice. Compared with them, they were indeed far behind.
"At your age, you have such strength, which is already very good!"
The old man smiled: "However, if you want to improve quickly, there is no way."
Yang Yi: "I hope senior can give me some advice!"
The old man said: "Actually, it's very simple. I have two methods here. First, experience life and death in the true sense, joys and sorrows, to strengthen your beliefs and look at your heart... Of course, this is my method, and it may not be suitable for you.
.Second, go to the Mirror Research Institute. There are special detection tools here that can visualize spiritual power to a decimal point. You can use these tools to find a path that suits you."
Yang Yi nodded, with a look of gratitude in his eyes: "Thanks for the advice, I don't know what to call my senior!"
"Forget it!"
The old man stood up with a smile: "I came here to kill the magician. I saw you and couldn't help chatting for a few words. Okay! Now that I have said what I need to say, I will stop talking nonsense. I hope you can find your own way as soon as possible.
, break through as soon as possible..."
call!
After the words ended, his body swayed and disappeared from his eyes. Yang Yi swept away with his mind, but found that there was nothing, and it had already left his sight.
Wow!
At this time, Long Yi, who had just been struggling, fell to the table, making a series of crisp sounds.
"belief……"
Yang Yi reassembled the flying knife into a ball and walked out as well.
Before, I was a little confused about the disaster level, thinking that as long as the power was enough, I now understand that it is not that simple!
Still need firm belief...
But, where can I find this thing?
By the way, I can cut off emotions. Can I... cut out the personality of a firm believer?
Once successful, will it be easy to break through?