Peng Ziyi had never felt so powerful, nor had he ever felt so weak as he was now. Just now, he burst out his vitality, and suddenly raised his magic level to the point where he could kill four high-level masters in seconds by himself. Even he himself didn't know how this burst came about.
However, the same amount of power this outburst gave him was equal to the amount of damage it caused to his body. He could clearly feel that after his mental strength reached a peak, it began to slowly dissipate. He had a premonition that when his strength fell to the bottom, that would be the moment when his life would end.
"The price is a bit high." Looking at Oni's headless body on the ground, Peng Ziyi felt that his manic state slowly faded away, and his rationality began to slowly recover. However, he did not regret it until now. He just felt that if the outbreak could have happened earlier, perhaps fewer people would have died.
The fierce fight upstairs had already attracted the attention of other people in the surrounding area. Police, patrol teams, and intelligence departments kept rushing into the conference center to see what was going on.
But all this seemed to have nothing to do with Peng Ziyi. He waved his hand and asked the people who came to check on him to leave. He felt as if he no longer belonged to this world. He felt more and more alienated from this place. He slowly flew upwards, higher and higher.
When he flew over the window of the conference room, he found that those who were knocked down by the mental blast had not woken up yet. Of course, some people would never wake up. He saw that Guo Qian seemed to be uninjured, but Mo Lanxin had turned into a charred corpse. Bai Yicheng was seriously injured and his arm might not come back. Zhang Sicheng was hit by a fireball, but he was much better than Mo Lanxin. The injury was mainly on his back. The old professor Li Mingde did not escape this disaster. He was just intercepted by a high-level warrior in the chaos and his head was separated from his body with a knife. Two or three members of other groups who came to the meeting also died, and seven or eight were injured.
Peng Ziyi watched all this quietly like a bystander. Suddenly he thought of something and his eyes narrowed into slits...
After briefly pausing at the window, Peng Ziyi flew higher. He had just made a promise to himself, and now nothing was more important to him than fulfilling this promise before everything was over.
He wanted to find Chang Lin, the culprit behind all this, and then kill him once and for all!
After Peng Ziyi's mental power was enhanced, he had a very strange feeling. He felt that he could emit what he wanted to say from his consciousness, so that people who had a certain understanding of magic could receive such information. This was not a kind of magic, but more like a special ability that he suddenly gained.
Therefore, he flew to a high place, and then used his mental power to send out his words: "The traitor Chang Lin colluded with the imperials to attack Hewan New City. They killed our compatriots and are now hiding in Hewan New City. For those who can hear me, I am Peng Ziyi, the Minister of Intelligence. I need your help now. A connection has been established between us. If any of you have seen him, please tell me his location. I can hear it. Time is running out. We can't let a traitor escape. Please help me."
His mental power emitted a strange wave, which enveloped the entire River Bay New City at an extremely fast speed. Most people were unaware of it, but mages who were sensitive enough to mental power could sense it clearly, as if they saw someone writing a line of words in the air.
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At a sentry post in a new city on a river bend, two mages in charge of detecting invisibility looked at each other.
"Did you hear that? I heard someone shouting, wanting to arrest Vice Chairman Chang Lin? Was it an auditory hallucination?"
"It's not hallucination, I also felt that calling, it's really amazing, how can this be done?"
"I don't know, but why do I feel a little sad when I hear this voice?"
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"Well, what's going on? I went out of the city to practice a new magic, and so many things happened in the city. Just now, there was an intense magic battle, and now someone is using mental power to pass on a message." Metatron, who had just felt the energy fluctuations of the battle, hurried over from the training ground in the suburbs. She looked up at the sky above the conference center. The extraordinary vision of the war angels allowed her to see the figure floating in the air.
"It's actually a sacrifice spell? I didn't expect that there are people here who can comprehend this way of fighting. What a pity, sacrifice is a road that cannot be turned back. I hope that there is a divine realm that belongs to you ahead of you."
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Xiao Chen, who was rushing to the conference center, paused and stood still.
Ji Yijun, who was standing by, didn't know what was going on and stared at him, "Why don't you leave?"
Xiao Chen said, "It was Peng Ziyi... They seem to have suffered a lot of losses, and Chang Lin escaped. Peng Ziyi must have used his vitality to break through his own limits in the battle, and in a short period of time he reached a state beyond the realm of a mage. I guess he defeated those imperial men at this cost. I have seen such descriptions in the classics of the royal capital. Those are all explosive states that mages can achieve after receiving a huge stimulus, but the cost of this kind of explosion is extremely high, and it often costs the user's life."
"What? Are you saying Peng Ziyi is going to die?" Ji Yijun said.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes as if he was feeling the other person's condition: "I can feel his mental state. He is burning himself to maintain this state. If he stops now and accepts my treatment, he may still be able to save his life. If he continues like this, I'm afraid his consciousness will dissipate and his body will collapse soon. If he dies in that situation, it will be impossible even for him to be a spirit servant."
"What should we do then?" Ji Yijun asked anxiously.
"I can sense his direction. He's still at the conference center. Let's go! Let's find his people first. Maybe... I still have a chance to save him!"
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In the magic school, the students who were about to go to dinner after school stopped, and everyone raised their heads in a certain direction, listening to who was talking.
"It's Uncle Peng Ziyi from the Intelligence Department. He wants us to help catch the bad guys."
"But the person he wants to arrest is Vice Chairman Chang Lin. What's going on?"
"Didn't I tell you that there's a traitor?"
The students started talking about it.
Mei Tiantian walked to the window, and as if she had sensed something, she cast a spell on herself. Then she stood there for a while with her eyes closed, as if she had discovered something, and climbed onto the windowsill.
"Tiantian, what are you going to do?" said one of her classmates.
"I'm going to help."
"But we are still children."
"You all look like kids, that's right. But when it comes to magic practice, I'm an adult." She quickly cast a flying spell on herself and jumped out of the window. "You just stay here, I'll be back soon." (To be continued)