As the team advanced further, the psychic shield seemed to begin to change.
In just a short moment, the buildings behind the psychic shield seemed to disappear, and then plants and landscapes that did not belong to this plateau began to appear. According to the data fed back by many observation methods such as reconnaissance drones, even though they were standing
In front of the gate of the sixth courtyard, the coordinates of the emperor's attack team and the target location are constantly changing, as if a piece of space has been cut off and then glued back together.
The emperor's approach caused the barrier to bear more pressure visibly to the naked eye. The psychic static electricity lit up on the originally completely transparent barrier, and the deep purple ether energy flashed away, almost igniting the air. Even so, this barrier
It is still incredibly strong, far exceeding the protection that the walls of the material universe can provide.
The new ammunition supply has been delivered and has been communicated in the chain of command. The Guards are ready to guide the bombardment. Precision bombardment and precision-guided bombs can accurately guide the bombing to the coverage area under the condition that the shooting elements are constantly changing.
The psychic shield is getting smaller and smaller. At the same time, Wanda Maximoff finally obtained permission to cast spells - her task is simple, that is, to use non-lethal means to make the mystic who maintains the psychic barrier
falling into a state of non-irreversible disability.
It can also be done with an electric shock riot suppressing staff, but those mystics are still some distance away from their location, and the seemingly thin barrier is also an insurmountable obstacle. Moreover, the mystics' brains were burned out, and the emperor has learned from the past.
He was unwilling to break the barrier personally, because those mystics who did not die immediately also suffered from intracranial hematoma symptoms many times. The survival rate of battlefield craniotomy was very small. The emperor did not want to cause more casualties to the mystics. This was a problem for the Praetorian Guards.
In his words, this is a "waste of high-value usable assets", so he is only willing to apply pressure slowly to avoid the worst consequences of psychic overload.
And the emperor seems to have some deeper reason why he is unwilling to use his psychic power, but Wanda Maximoff currently knows nothing about it - although her spiritual intuition tells her that this is not related to the emperor.
It has something to do with bringing her to Karma Taj, but at this moment she is not willing to think about these complex factors hidden behind the scenes - she only knows that this is an exam, and she needs to choose herself to study in a few seconds.
She selects one of the hundreds of spells that suits the situation, and then makes modifications according to the actual situation to better achieve the tactical goal. This time, no one will whisper in her ear to point out the spell and spirit for her.
She also needs to cooperate with the Praetorian Guards to cast spells during the next short gap when the psychic barrier shrinks, so that her witchcraft can cross the barrier and reach the target.
The roar of a supersonic gunship was heard in the distance, and Guardsman Amon raised his finger as a countdown.
She chanted the incantation hurriedly, absorbing the scarlet spiritual energy stored in the snake bone staff.
The moment the countdown ended, Wanda Maximoff's mind plunged towards the psychic barrier burning with deep purple flames. Then time slowed down, and the world seemed to have stopped in her eyes, although she understood that this was
It is a subjective image constructed by one's own mental power and only projected in one's own mind, but the feeling of stopping the whole world is quite fascinating.
She blinked quickly and remembered her mission.
The overload explosion of the plasma warhead covers the psychic barrier with red and blue plasma. The thick smoke generated by the combustion of the propellant fills the air between the barriers with countless electric currents, as if there are dark clouds of thunder on a rainy day. Tiny
The shrapnel burned into ashes on the barrier, and the entire sky above seemed to be filled with red stars.
Freed from the constraints of her body, she is very fast.
She no longer relies on food supply, the energy transformed by cells supplies energy for muscles, and is no longer restrained by a relatively weak body. At this moment, she is free, as if the farthest boundary that consciousness can reach can also be reached directly with one step. She feels
As long as he takes one step, he can directly reach the edge of the Milky Way and watch countless stars burn and collapse over hundreds of millions of years, and finally turn into gravitational black holes. Very few people can endure this kind of temptation from the heart, which makes psychics
Unrestrainedly absorbing the energy of the etheric sea, because this temptation is the biological instinct for freedom. This temptation troubles every psyker all the time, Wanda Maximoff silently recited the meditation spell
Wen, she recalled her mission and kept her sanity from getting lost in the etheric wind blowing from behind the curtain.
The etheric predators failed to get close to her. They were eager to hook their deformed tentacles, claws and pincers on her skin and muscles, tear out her eyeballs, and cut her bloody. The Emperor's psychic radiance warmed her.
, countless terrifying invisible predators were not even aware of her existence, and were burned into ashes by the ensuing psychic stars. They were completely erased from the conceptual level and never gained the emotional collection of the concept of life.
The body can never be reborn in the etheric sea. Different from the violent heat shining on the etheric entity, Wanda Maximoff felt the warm, grand, and somewhat cold love from this pure light, which made her
Her spirit was able to condense in the wind of ether and maintain her form.
She blinked, her metaphorical palm parted the fog, and entered the mind of a mystic.
Wanda Maximoff was facing an imaginary piano at the moment. The number of white keys and black keys far exceeded the two numbers fifty-two and thirty-six, and the number of keys was still increasing. This
She uses her own way to interpret the spiritual intentions she sees, just like a psychiatrist conducting a Rorschach test on patients. She will see what she wants to see. She understands that each key represents
The mystic had memories that could trigger specific emotions in her mind. Her fingers brushed over the keys, searching for the emotion she wanted.
Fear is a necessary emotion on the path of biological evolution. Even the lowest single-celled organisms will have the survival instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. It is the advanced emotion of fear that allows intelligent organisms to follow the most basic survival logic and obtain enough
opportunity to pass on their own genetic material and continue their own ethnic group.
She played several similar keys, triggering corresponding scales and emotions.
Then she recited the spell she had prepared for a long time.
Modu saw a mystic who was maintaining the core of the barrier suddenly stand up. His face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face was filled with fear, as if he had seen the most terrible and terrifying thing in the world. Orange-red sparks glowed in this secret.
The mage's palm broke, like a string stretched to the limit. The wave of psychic backlash sent out a slight, imperceptible crisp echo in the etheric sea, and then the breath of fear spread like dominoes to all those who maintained the core psychic barrier.
The mystic of basic arcane rituals is as inevitable as an acute infectious disease.
The spiritual energy that should be directed to multiple secret rituals rushed around without restraint. In the eyes of the mystic, the mouth and nose were filled with dazzling spiritual energy. The stable spiritual energy in the air turned into dark blue static electricity, because the other parts had not yet been absorbed.
The mystics who were affected also felt fear from the aura blending with the air.
Almost at the same time, he closed his eyes, and his astral body rushed towards the mystic who caused the commotion in the first place.
In the consciousness of the mystic who almost fell into madness, Mordo saw a vague thing that was shining with scarlet light and beating like a heart. A blood-red, terrifying phantom with a festering face accompanied every beat.
At this moment, he understood the cause and effect. The weapon that was summoned by contract and secret ritual and grew with his own spiritual energy was summoned into his hands. Then he took a symbolic deep breath and plunged into the scarlet
Psychic ocean. Just like the pressure faced by diving into the deep sea, the deeper Mordo dives, the greater the psychic pressure he faces, and the fewer things he can see with his eyes - his
He felt severe pain in both ears, as if he was really conducting an unprotected deep dive - he could not breathe, think, or even change his posture. Any distraction would cause him to be expelled from this scarlet sea. All he could do
I can only stretch my arms and hope that the weapon can penetrate that heart.
The precision-guided bomb was like a safety hammer swinging at the explosion-proof glass, and the seemingly indestructible barrier was instantly covered with dense burning cracks. Tatyana won that honor. She impatiently fired a shot at the barrier that was close at hand, and the explosive bomb
It exploded on the barrier, and a chain reaction occurred instantly. The psychic barrier was shattered into finger-sized pieces, and then slowly fell from the air like burning parchment, like a gray snow that left no trace.
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Wanda Maximoff was overwhelmed by dizziness. Pink and pink-blue electric sparks flashed erratically under her closed eyelids. Her diaphragm contracted violently, and the nausea that surged up from her stomach made her retching.
Her legs softened and she almost fell to the ground, but a hand wrapped in metal armor firmly grasped her arm and pulled her tightly to prevent her from falling to her knees in the thin snow. She felt her neck
The psychic suppressor was screaming with a subtle buzzing sound that ordinary people could not hear. The dizziness gradually faded away. She finally opened her eyes and exhaled a hot breath with the smell of stomach acid from the lungs that seemed to have not breathed for hundreds of years.
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"teacher……"
She turned her head, but was disappointed to find that the person supporting her was the praetorian Amphitryon.
"My lord is in front." Amphitryon, the praetorian guard, released his grip on her arm.
Wanda Maximov saw that her teacher had already taken a few steps away, and at the same time he drew out the Holy Sword from his waist. Golden spiritual light spots burned like flames on the sword, reflecting the Emperor's power armor.
The ruby on it shines brightly. This ruby was collected from the Cygni HAT-P-7b planet, which is a planet more than a thousand light-years away from the Earth. It is the faintest planet discovered so far by the Kepler space telescope.
One, with a reflectivity less than 0.03. The planet's clouds are composed of corundum, which is ruby and sapphire, but Wanda knows it's not that simple. This gem is part of the celestial psychic arcana that the Emperor has constructed on the armor.
One Ring, under the influence of his own spiritual energy, most bullets approaching him will be inexplicably deflected, weakened or even lose kinetic energy.