At this time, Qingcheng Security Hall, conference room.
Ellie and the others stared at the large LCD screen, each with their mouths wide open.
As we just saw, the dwarf magician has extremely strong spiritual power. The roar of spiritual power he transformed has a powerful attack power. It can control three armed men and pull them into the air, which means that the opponent has a huge spiritual level. .
Under such circumstances, the most correct choice is to abandon those three people and immediately organize fire coverage.
But under such circumstances, Zhan Jingyi actually rushed forward.
Isn't he really worried that he will be shot to death randomly?
Although he knew that with his abilities it was possible to dodge bullets, he would still die if he was really hit!
This is not a drill, this is real ammunition!
However, after Zhan Jingyi did this, Ali and the others saw through the video that his series of magical operations rescued the three armed men who seemed to be completely controlled and started shooting at their companions.
As for how to rescue? The method is unknown.
What's even more shocking is that as soon as the three armed members were rescued, they quickly regained their autonomy and quickly retreated...
Their movements were flexible and orderly, which showed that they were most likely not mentally infected... they were just controlled.
"he……"
The old man in the guard hall opened his mouth unconsciously.
And Ellie, who was just about to go out and rush to the scene, slowed down, surprised and happy.
After a moment of reaction, she immediately gave the order: "Quickly, contact them and let the armed personnel retreat first..."
But before she finished speaking, her eyes widened as she looked at Zhan Jingyi's actions in the blurry picture on the screen.
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"Got you……"
After rescuing the three armed men, Zhan Jingyi did not retreat with them. Instead, he turned to look at a place at the gate.
His body swayed, turned into a bolt of lightning, and rushed in that direction.
And his target was the dwarf magician.
Just now, when the three armed men were controlled, he discovered the clues.
On the surface, the three armed men seemed to have lost consciousness, but in his mental vision, he could see a red line behind the red light controlling them.
The place where these red lines are connected is the true identity of the dwarf magician.
Now, he wants to find the dwarf magician and communicate with him. Why can't he learn from it?
As if knowing that Zhan Jingyi had found his true identity, under the dim light of the corridor, the dwarf magician revealed his true identity.
At this time, he looked ferocious, as if he had turned into an evil spirit from hell, which was frightening.
On one side, the armed men who had received Ellie's order to retreat, and the armed men who were still conscious and able to move, helped up the unconscious person and slowly exited the corridor from the stairs in batches, leaving the entire space to the two of them.
Before leaving, Qin Huier took off the micro camera on her chest and placed the micro camera in a corner of the corridor.
When the armed men retreated, the dwarf magician did not stop them. For him, it was meaningless for those lowly beings to vent their hatred towards him.
He only has Zhan Jingyi in his eyes, and only by completely defeating him or even killing him can his abnormal psychology be relieved.
Soon, the brief confrontation and silence came to an end.
The dwarf magician screamed, and for a moment, countless ferocious evil spirits seemed to fly out of his body. The space above the corridor was instantly distorted. The evil spirits had ugly faces, representing the fear at the limit of human cognition.
They have slender limbs and legs, but have bloated and huge bodies. They are crawling all around the corridor crazily. At the same time, because they are too fat, their bodies seem to be in the shape of a tire.
But on the head, there is a painful human face. The entire face is extremely stiff and weird. One look at it can trigger the most painful moment in your heart.
If you look carefully, you will find that the painful face seems to be made up of different faces, which correspond to the seven unique emotions of human beings.
Some faces represent fanaticism, some faces represent pain, some faces represent sadness, and some faces represent anger. Each face has a different expression, and these faces are arranged to form a Painful face.
Moreover, each evil spirit has rows of neat markings on its body, and those markings are indeed open mouths. As the monster crawls, each mouth keeps emitting different sounds such as pain, sadness, anger, etc. Emotionally devastating.
When the evil spirits filled all the space in the corridor, the dwarf magician recited some magic spell. Fine scales quickly covered the surface of his body, curved horns appeared on his head, and sharp claws appeared on his limbs.
The next moment, he roared, like a wild beast on all fours, with his long tail swinging behind him, and ran towards Zhan Jingyi.
"Evil spirit? Spiritual monster?"
Seeing these strange evil spirits and the dwarf magician rushing towards them, Zhan Jingyi was a little surprised while dodging. He did not expect how evil the dwarf magician must be in his heart to give birth to such an ugly evil spirit.
And, it seemed to appear suddenly.
"Distorted desires will inevitably give birth to evil thoughts, which are what the 502 research team calls spiritual monsters."
In such an urgent time, Zhan Jingyi took the time to recall the description of the mental monster in a document that Ai had given him.
Comparison with real objects is indeed helpful for learning and mastering knowledge. This gave him a more intuitive understanding of the emergence of spiritual monsters.
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Facing the impact of the evil spirits, Zhan Jingyi swung his long knife, making slashes with spiritual power one after another, scattering the evil spirits hovering around him and tearing apart their spiritual bodies.
"So, this is your back-up plan?"
Zhan Jingyi took a deep breath, held the long knife in his hand tighter, and looked at the dwarf magician who turned into a monster and asked.
"Buzz buzz..."
While he was thinking about these issues about evil spirits and spiritual monsters, the distorted air around the corridor became more and more intense.
When he looked around, he could see that more and more evil spirits were emerging from the void as if attracted by the evil spirits produced by the dwarf magician.
Those evil spirits, like huge weird worms, rushed towards Zhan Jingyi quickly.
One, two, three, and soon I lost count of how many there were. Looking at them at a glance, I felt as if I had entered the vast ocean.
At this moment, one can feel that the surrounding air is constantly twisting, as if the earth is burning, burning the air into pieces with different densities, making people feel the pressure that is gradually becoming huge, chaotic, and ferocious.
"Finally I encountered a somewhat difficult challenge...what should I do..."
"How can we ensure that these mental monsters are not allowed to escape?"
Zhan Jingyi stared blankly at the increasing number of evil spirits in front of him and murmured to himself.
next moment.
"Kakaka..."
The air around Zhan Jingyi fluctuated like waves, and the air made a sound like glass. This sound may not be particularly loud, but it made all the evil spirits present feel a kind of sincere horror.
The next moment, the light in the entire corridor seemed to be getting darker and darker.
Although there are several tall buildings outside the corridor blocking the sunlight, it is daytime after all, and the light is still very abundant. At this moment, in the space of the corridor, there is a feeling that the light is slowly being withdrawn.
As the light is withdrawn, the surrounding scenery becomes gloomy, as if cast by a layer of shadow. The most important thing is that this shadow continues to deepen, from gray to black. .
And this black color seems to have huge spiritual power. Just like when we enter the deep sea and see the dark color in the deep sea, we can't help but feel a huge fear in our hearts.
This is a concrete manifestation of the ultimate spiritual power. Maybe others can't feel it, but the evil spirits born from the body of the dwarf magician and the spiritual monsters emerging from the void suddenly have a strange feeling.
It seems that here, they are so scary...
Soon, I saw that large black mass expanding rapidly. This black color expanded so fast, like black tides, setting off one wave after another, directly rolling into all the evil spirits. And shrouded those evil spirits inside...
And in the center of this black, there is a very inconspicuous figure, that is Zhan Jingyi wearing Peking Opera facial makeup.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi stood quietly in the middle of the black tide, looking down at everything here, like a god.
Then, he slowly stretched out his palm and squeezed it hard.
"Wow!"
The deep black tide that expanded to almost cover the entire corridor suddenly began to shrink forcefully. The contraction of the black tide pulled the evil spirits and at the same time shrank toward the center of the black tide.
Some evil spirits had already escaped into the void, or in other words, half of their bodies had escaped, but the back half of them was enveloped by the black tide, and then struggled in vain and was pulled back in panic. .
Whether in the air or underground, without exception, everything was enveloped by the black tide.
The ground was dragged out by the struggles of these evil spirits, and irregular deep grooves were dragged out. Some evil spirits were dragged into the depths of the black tide, and some were already cut into pieces when they were pulled in. Start crushing.
For a moment, in the black tide, there were bursts of miserable trembling sounds, and bursts of chewing sounds, resounding throughout the space.
Soon, all the monsters in the corridor were swallowed up by the black tide, and all were eliminated without leaving a single one behind.
Only the dwarf magician not far away was left, looking at Zhan Jingyi blankly.
Zhan Jingyi smacked his mouth with satisfaction, as if he was reminiscing about something, and murmured to himself: "What an amazing performance."
