In the turbulent waves exuding dirty light, the blazing star moves at an unimaginable speed, but in this dimension that does not have vectors and gravity, the so-called movement is just a subjective feeling. Around this psychic star
There is no gravity well in the material universe, but the non-physical etheric spirit body still involuntarily approaches the spiritual star, and then is burned into fly ash and restored to the most original and pure etheric energy.
The raging ether tide fills every inch of the air in Kama Taj. Even the simplest prophetic spells to explore destiny require far more concentration and energy to cast than before, and are filled with disordered flames.
and thunder are so powerful that they are almost out of control. The mystics originally wanted to explore the cause of this situation, but the second vision that penetrated into the ether sea only briefly touched the edge of the halo of the psychic star, and the brain may suffer physiological effects.
trauma.
This is a natural psychic phenomenon. There are very few people in history who can trigger this natural phenomenon. In the history of Kama Taj, only Agamotto, Merlin and the current Supreme Mage can trigger this psychic tide. That means
This individual with spiritual talent does not need a physical body to maintain life. The so-called physical body is just a carrier that binds spiritual energy. It is just a matter of effort for such a person to move wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim seas - but this makes Mo Du even more...
What made his spine shiver was that he could not use his sixth sense to find any trace of the existence of the Supreme Mage in the sea of ether. This was not non-existence in the general sense, or an empty set in the mathematical sense, but complete non-existence.
, as if it was swallowed up by the wave of ether and swept into the abyss of the sea, disappearing completely from the concept.
"Should we invite His Holiness to come out? It seems that no one can resist him now."
A young mystic muttered in a low voice, but Modu pretended not to hear and wiped the blood from his eyes. With the help of other mystics, he managed to overcome his nausea and swallowed the elixir, which made his damaged sixth
His senses have recovered a lot. Since there are many powerful but extremely dangerous consumables stored in the dungeon, and the dungeon is guarded by one of the emperor's guards and the tribe that has guarded the dungeon for generations, Mordo cannot let these young people
The mystics went there alone to collect the necessities. Fortunately, Karma Taj was always in a state of combat readiness, and almost all mystics were trained in the use of magic weapons.
"Take the elixir of Igesar and join the secret ritual."
He pulled out the Dragon Tooth Sword on his back. The sword, forged by the Supreme Mage, emitted tremendous heat as soon as it was unsheathed, making people's hair curl. He did not tell these mystics about the so-called Igesar spirit.
One of the ingredients in the medicine was actually made by the ghoul tribe using human brains. The Supreme Mage made the confiscated trophies into elixirs to avoid waste. Kama Taj has many secrets that Mordo doesn't think he knows.
All, but he could understand what the Supreme Mage did. This kind of behavior could not be considered a violation of taboos, it could only be called academic research.
As the chief instructor of Kama Taj, Baron Mordo will not only rely on two secret rituals to stop the emperor's steps. His knowledge is not limited to this. He knows that the power of his fellow sect is beyond ordinary people.
In the realm of imagination, no matter how powerful the psychic barrier is, it will always fall. Most of Kama Taj's active forces have been transferred to the dark side of the moon, and the mystics stationed in the gap between dimensions are on the emperor's side again.
Mordo must use all means at his disposal.
But he will never use dirty arcane magic to attack his traitorous sect members.
In his opinion, Wanda Maximoff's use of black magic to attack the mystic who maintains the secret ceremony completely shows that the emperor has entered into the taboo of Kama Taj, and it is certain that she only used it under the instructions of some people.
Such witchcraft, and the reason why she was able to learn such witchcraft must be because of the person who taught her the arcane secrets. No matter what the emperor's reason is, using such filthy power will be found guilty. Modu
He had already decided to put aside all distracting thoughts and friendships, and swore to kill the traitors who were involved in filthy magic. However, seeing his former classmate involved in dark magic still made him extremely heartbroken.
"If he breaks in, we'll attack him."
He stood up unsteadily and ordered his apprentice to place several crimson oval full-length mirrors at specific angles near the courtyard gate. He swore that he would never use filthy arcane magic to attack the enemy, but he
Knowing that he was absolutely incapable of confronting his former fellow sect, he had to keep the latter away from the battlefield to buy time for him to find the soul of the Supreme Mage. He took a deep breath and drew runes in the air with one hand.
's shield.
The ascetics were still chanting mantras. They had no idea what was happening here, and Modu had no intention of explaining it to them.
"Be prepared, we may die here today."
If you want to ask what is the most annoying thing for a veteran and agile commander, it must be when a superior commander takes over his command, especially when the superior is standing right next to him, flattening his normal actions.
During the management, the senior sergeant of the First Secret Regiment breathed a sigh of relief, because even though in name (in fact) the Yugoslav Federation, the highest military commander of the Eternal City stood beside him, the emperor did not arrange indoor special operations and other details for him.
Pointing fingers made the sergeant very happy (even if he only stared at the emperor's breastplate, he had to adjust the tactical eyepiece to diffraction mode, otherwise his retinas would be burned). But meeting an expert superior was really a problem.
What is very gratifying is that the actions of the First Secret Regiment will not be affected by any political factors, and he can freely develop his own tactical planning.
But now he regrets it.
It is not that the First Secret Regiment has not participated in the mission of hunting down psykers, but most of the conquering operations were completed by Kama Taj mystics and genetically modified warriors, and the overall level of those psykers is not as good as Kama
Professional wizards like Taj. Therefore, even if the headquarters informed them of the risks of this operation, the senior sergeant still thought that the barrier he saw that could resist long-range rockets and precision-guided bombs was already the most powerful psychic spell.
Even though Tatyana and the other Battle Sisters rushed towards the mystic with a violent attack, the latter still counterattacked with ease at the soldiers and Battle Sisters of the First Secret Regiment - the senior sergeant had never seen anyone who could remove the power from their lungs.
He coughed up so much seawater, not to mention that this was a plateau. This was the first time he saw someone suffocated to death on land - he had no time or energy to mourn the sudden death of the soldier, because there was something more terrifying still there.
Later, due to the Mystic's ability to block physical ammunition, the Battle Sisters chose to use fanatical hand-to-hand combat to solve the problem. The precision shooters in the team could only take the time to fire a few shots at the Mystic while sniping the smoke monsters.
The blazing laser grazed the mystic's arm and originally revolved around the mystic. The shield that blocked Tatyana's sword suddenly turned into scattered sparks. The mystic looked angrily at the open door and the courtyard bunker.
The precision shooter in the rear. Before the sharpshooter could show off the accuracy of his shot, the senior sergeant witnessed the end of the precision shooter in his team.
The laser that was supposed to hit a smoke monster deviated from its original trajectory and hit the rafters. The precise shooter's limbs wrapped in the all-environment combat uniform began to twist at angles that ordinary people could not do, and a crisp clicking sound was emitted from all over his body. In the blink of an eye,
The precision shooter's entire body curled back, his arms and legs pulled in the opposite direction, and his entire body was squeezed into a tight ball by the invisible force. Caveira, who was being treated by a military doctor, didn't even know what was happening.
Seeing a precision shooter standing behind a bunker die is far more frightening than flames falling from the sky, high-voltage thunder appearing out of thin air, or even a ghostly smoke monster.
Even military doctors who have experienced many wars cannot accept the sight before them.
He quickly finished bandaging Caveira's wound, and even before changing the rubber gloves as required, he rushed to the precision shooter with the senior sergeant, quickly manually peeled off the bulletproof and explosion-proof armor of the all-environment combat suit, and used the micro-monophone on the arm armor to
The molecular saw cut through the combat suit and exoskeleton frame and dragged out the limbs of the precision shooter. It seemed as if it was unpacking a soft package. The flexible material similar to the pressure suits of astronauts and pilots squeezed the wound to prevent massive bleeding. When fighting
When the suit was cut open, a large amount of blood poured out from the incision. The broken bones pierced the skin and muscles and were completely exposed to the air. The blood vessels that had been squeezed began to spurt out blood, which was so ugly that the military doctor was covered in it.
"He's in shock!" the military doctor shouted anxiously.
Caveira also came to help. Although she was injured, she was still able to help tie the tourniquet under the influence of analgesics. A needle popped out of the military doctor's arm armor. He carefully felt for the wounded man's broken ribs, and then without medical treatment
Under the guidance of the rapid scanning of the human machine, the long needle was slowly inserted into the central venous catheter and norepinephrine was injected into it. Fortunately, the medical technology of the Eternal City is extremely powerful. As a military doctor
, he was able to access and learn the use of many advanced equipment.
"The emergency plasma is still in the medical armored vehicle behind. We have to move him over quickly and let the automatic surgical machine perform first aid. Be careful, his spine has been broken." The military doctor turned off the servo of the automatic tourniquet on the proximal end.
There is not much he can do. The most he can do is use an acupuncture electric knife to burn a few bleeding points in the lungs and spleen with the assistance of a medical drone. But this has no effect, because the reason why these bleeding points appear is because
It was completely scratched by the violently broken rib fragments. All the military doctors could do was to stop the bleeding immediately and support the injured until he received treatment. "I will prepare an AED, but I am not sure whether he can survive. I can only hope that he will survive."
The internal bleeding was not that serious."
The demigod-like giant rushed towards the sparkling shield. The guard Amon raised the halberd above his head and rolled up a storm of steel. The Seraphim shield blocking the passage was split open by the sharp blade and wrapped in the armor.
His fist blasted open the inner ring of Raggador, knocking out a mystic who tried to rush up to attack the emperor. At the same time, a bolt of thunder slid away from his armor without any threat and fell to the ground.
There was a scorched floor tile on the floor. The Imperial Guards showed no mercy to these mystics who were still hostile. The mystic who was knocked away by Amon was falling to the ground howling in pain, his arms and spine missing.
As soft as mud.
The attack spearhead composed of the emperor and the imperial guards was like the front of a high-speed train. The mystics found that they could not draw more spiritual energy to strengthen their shields or attack. There was no need for the emperor to swing his sword. The blazing sword was enough to force them back.
The mystics who intended to be hostile. They rushed up the stairs of the seventh hub, without even looking at the injured mystics. The emperor's voice exploded like thunder and opened the door of the seventh hub, and the crimson full-length mirror reflected the glow.
It enveloped him and the two imperial guards. However, the emperor's eyes were firmly fixed on those ascetics.