The energy of the black beads is about to run out.
Yang Xingguo had no other choice but to use his trump card.
Before the two masks could attack, he sunk his mind into the black beads, and then used the power of the black beads to affect the Balrog puppet sealed in the necklace.
In an instant, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased by hundreds of degrees. Flowers, plants and trees began to show signs of yellowing and curling under the high temperature, and bursts of smoke were already emitting from some dry branches and leaves.
Flames flashed around Yang Xingguo from time to time.
In this battle, as long as the two masks are not fools, they can definitely tell that the other side is preparing to use their ultimate move.
Furious Mask didn't hesitate, and as soon as he adjusted his body, he charged forward with his fist like a giant hammer.
Smiling Mask's hands turned into vines and passed through the sides of his teammates, approaching Yang Xingguo's face.
It's a pity that they are of no use.
The vines formed by his hands turned into ashes ten meters away from Yang Xingguo, and spread all the way towards the Smiling Mask body.
Smiling Mask immediately cut off his own hands.
Unfortunately, he was wrong, and very wrong.
The invisible burning is not spread through the media, but centered on Yang Xingguo, burning everything within the range indiscriminately.
The pressure difference caused by high temperatures causes strong winds to blow in the forest.
Intermittent oxygen supplementation caused trees far away from Yang Xingguo to burn and extinguish.
By the time the two masks noticed this, it was already too late.
The Furious Mask who rushed forward kept sprinting, first with his fists, then his head, then his torso... His entire body seemed to be wiped away by an eraser, disappearing into the air before falling to the ground.
There are no loud noises and no gorgeous attack special effects.
Death and destruction came silently along with the strong wind.
The old man stood there, with dead branches and leaves blown up by the strong wind passing through his body, causing ripples like lake water.
It is obvious that he is not an entity now, but an existence similar to a projection.
"Well, is the heat death left? The power is acceptable. Not many fusion warriors dare to fight head-on. Unfortunately, the user is a rookie, and the winning rate in a real fight is less than 10%.
It’s useless in front of the apostles, and using this thing to protect the experimental subjects of the DX project is even less interesting.”
The old man commented and shook his head.
He concluded that this was by no means a protective measure prepared by the Countermeasures Bureau.
At most, it was a trump card prepared for Yang Xingguo to prevent this guy from being eaten by shrimps before catching a big fish.
As the person who was almost deceived by Yue Yangyan into starting the DX project and almost allowed the Special Bureau to replace Hai Xin Hui, the old man knew very well how high-spirited this cunning man was.
Using the DX Project experimental subjects as bait, the real target is definitely heading for an apostle-level existence.
I just don’t know how sure he is of dealing with the Apostles this time.
Seeing that Yang Xingguo turned into hiding and wanted to run away after dealing with the mask, the old man raised his cane and planned to transfer a few more people.
In fact, it doesn't matter even if Yang Xingguo doesn't turn on the hidden state.
This area has been blocked by the old man's ability. Even if the Balrog Puppet is released directly, the outside world will not notice any movement.
On the contrary, he can never escape from here.
"This time let's let the armored warriors from the Countermeasures Bureau... huh?"
The old man was just about to take action when he suddenly noticed something was wrong with the disturbance in the air outside, as if something was heading towards this place quickly.
For an apostle-level being, as long as he is not a reckless person like a tyrant, covering hundreds of kilometers with mental power is a basic operation.
As an apostle of the Special Bureau traveling in Asia, the old man's vigilance is not low.
"What is it? A member of the Apostolic Society or a secret weapon of the Countermeasures Bureau?"
The old man moved toward the unknown object hovering in the sky and quietly stretched out his spiritual touch to find out.
However, what happened next made him extremely regretful.
I saw that the high-speed flying object shook away the old man's mental power, and then flew straight towards him as if it had found a target.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed hundreds of kilometers and rushed to the old man.
Before the old man could take a closer look, a meteor wrapped in flames smashed into his blockade.
The old man hiding in the crack in space suddenly felt that the space around him was being squeezed by some force.
Without saying a word, he jumped out of the crack.
The next moment, the space crack used for hiding was forcibly squeezed out like plasticine under a hydraulic press.
"This is?!"
As soon as the old man uttered an exclamation, his eyes suddenly widened and his eyes tightened.
A killing intent that could make the blood flow backwards enveloped him.
Ordinary fusion warriors would never be able to cause themselves such a crisis. The owner of this murderous intention must have the strength to completely annihilate themselves.
The old man put away the smile on his face, put his hands together and made a strange gesture.
Swish! Boom!
Countless trees and flying rocks were rolled up by the wind like paper models in a hurricane.
From a distance, the Mind Blade looked like a meteorite from outer space. The violent shock wave flattened all upright objects within a dozen kilometers in an instant.
Yang Xingguo, who didn't understand why, lay on the spot with his legs together, and countless gravel flew past him.
When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding area had turned into a plain.
"what happened……"
Yang Xingguo observed the surrounding environment vigilantly, and when he turned around, he suddenly became stunned.
The hillside behind him completely disappeared, replaced by a large rift valley of unknown depth that stretched for thousands of meters.
It is different from Yang Xingguo's petty telepathy.
After the old man resisted most of the damage from this attack, the mind blade still retained the destructive power of an ultimate weapon.
You can imagine what the consequences would be if it were cut directly on the ground.
If no one stops it, it is very likely to turn into a major earthquake that will affect surrounding urban areas.
"Ahem, this is not a border or an island! You are crazy to use such a level of attack in South Asia!"
Yang Xingguo looked along the sound.
Pieces of something like black rags were circling around a cane.
The black broken steps are connected and repaired, and finally turn into the image of an old man.
who is he?
Yang Xingguo was alert.
But before he could speak, someone behind him asked the question for him: "Who are you?"
A voice suddenly came out from behind, frightening Yang Xingguo's heart.
He subconsciously mobilized the power of the black beads to leave his original position.
But as a hand was placed on his shoulder, all the power in Yang Xingguo's body fell into silence.
Yang Xingguo turned his head with difficulty and looked at a familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Familiar because over the years, he has never given up on tracing the whereabouts of the other party.
The strangeness is also because he has never seen the other person in these years, and he is a little uncomfortable suddenly seeing him in person.
"The Hermit."
Yang Xingguo looked at the cold-faced Ai Liang next to him with a complicated expression.