"But so many lethal weapons can't kill him!" Garen frowned slightly. The strength of a five-and-a-half-level master exceeded his expectations, and he was able to increase the force field to such an extent. This defensive force field , is already comparable to a general fifth-level mech
Although the weapons he used in one breath dispersed their power, they shouldn't be something humans can resist with their bodies.
"It seems likely that there is something like a life-saving protection on the body, just like a goldfish."
He wasn't afraid that the other party would come to his door. Before Fei La made such a move to kill him, the two sides had already formed a deadly enmity. Moreover, as a secret warrior, his vigilance is at its peak at all times, and he is not afraid of sneak attacks from others at all. Compared with a pilot, he is much stronger in this respect.
As for the involvement of relatives and the like, this kind of thing may not be cared about in the outer court, but in the inner court, especially the conflict between masters, no one will do such stupid things. The resonance degree is level 5 or there is still a resonance degree. If a master of this level is in a hurry, he will hide and become an assassin. None of the general guards outside can stop him. You must know that in the outside world, casually level three A pilot with a super consciousness can live a very good life, and the cost of hiring them is not generally expensive, and they must be qualified and willing to be offered by others.
Once the rules are broken, the fifth-level consciousness or the master with the empathy will lurk to become a killer or a terrorist. The lethality of such a person can be seen from the previous red and white glorious mecha. Only a few people can destroy an entire building. big city. This is caused by frontal confrontation, if it comes secretly. Therefore, the main goal of expert confrontation is to put the opponent on the opponent. Only pilots who really have no scruples will use the method of killing each other.
Putting these aside, Garen recalled the force field that Fella erupted just now, and the power of the force field that erupted at that instant was definitely at his true level, and compared the gap between his own force field.
He stretched out his hand, and a trace of invisible soft force field slowly covered the back of his hand, like flowing water, it didn't seem to have much defensive power.
"The exercise given by Chi Yue has enough recovery power, but it has no defense at all. It should be part of a certain combination of exercises." He guessed, "There must be another part of the exercise that specializes in defense and attack."
The more he practiced these days, the more he felt the texture of this exercise method being divided.
Looking up at the vibrating green light and black in the direction of the library, it was obvious that the guy behind him had already fought Fella.
"Would you like to take a look?" Garen touched his chin.
The vibration became more and more intense, and suddenly, the black rose sharply, unexpectedly gaining the upper hand all of a sudden. This made Garen's eyes narrow slightly.
"It seems that another card has been revealed. As expected of a giant who has lived for so many years, he has so many cards in his hand." Compared with his real age, Feila's age is estimated to be three points, if not half. one of them.
Garen calculated carefully. Although he didn't remember how long he had lived, he estimated that there might be four or five hundred years old. Several worlds add up, so long has passed without knowing it.
Feila's information did not specifically show his age, but it can be estimated roughly, it should be two hundred years old. He looks young on the outside, but he is actually an old immortal.
Technological means plus the life extension of resonance is enough to allow a person, a powerful and rich guy, to easily live past two hundred years.
Seeing that Fira regained the upper hand, Garen gave up the idea of turning back to watch the battle, and slowly walked down the bridge. Several guys from the Administration had rushed ahead, holding high-energy ray guns.
"It's this area, why is it missing!!? According to the route of that car, it should be here!"
"It might be around! Look for it!"
One of them grabbed Garen's clothes.
"Hey! Did you see this person passing by here!" He turned up his watch, called up a familiar face image, and growled at Garen.
Garen looked at it, and it was clearly the face he had disguised just now.
He shook his head.
"No, I just saw a black shadow that disappeared in a flash. Officer, is this person a wanted criminal?" He put on a calm and unafraid, but curious expression.
This kind of demeanor is the most common in the inner court, and some elites with some skills have always had this kind of demeanor.
Seeing that Garen was calm in his response, the man relaxed a bit, obviously afraid of offending someone inexplicably, and shook his head.
"It's not a wanted criminal, but it's just bad luck for him to offend someone he shouldn't. Well, thank you, buddy."
He put away his watch and walked away, quickly found a direction and ran over with a few others, and quickly disappeared at the end of the overpass.
Garen quietly watched the few people leave, and Shi Shiran walked down the bridge from the other end. Slowly walked towards Professor Fanduo's villa.
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In front of the library
Feila bent over, supported his knees with his hands, sweat and blood mixed with his hair, his chin slowly dripped down, and fell to the ground.
His originally young skin was slowly wrinkling and becoming slack like aging.
"The consumption of consciousness is too great." He touched his facial skin. "It's been a long time since we hit this level"
All the subordinates were already in a coma, and there were a large number of people lying densely around, all of whom were subordinates brought by Leila.
Most of them were seriously injured, and no one was killed. After all, even with their identities, it would be a big trouble to kill elite students in public, so the two of them also restrained their scope.
Leila was half-kneeling on the steps not far away. There were three finger-thick blood holes on her body, and the edge of the wound was charred black.
"Fira is worthy of being able to have such great strength after being injured." He tried his best to stand up. "No wonder I have been suppressed by you for so many years, it turns out that you."
A black line flashed suddenly, hit Leila hard, knocked him into the air with a bang, flew to the center of a building opposite the library behind him, directly smashed through the glass, and shot into the interior of other people's houses.
"Let's go!" Feila yelled, and several black shadows appeared beside him out of thin air. At the same time, he carried his unconscious hand on his shoulders, and helped him quickly walk to the hover car not far away.
At this time, the green light mask above the head did not know when it was eliminated.
Fela resisted the feeling of fainting. He got on the suspension car with support, and finally relaxed after seeing the white-haired old man driving.
"Go back to the residence!"
"Hurry up! Leyla's being blown away by an adult is only temporary!" The old man's face was serious. He had already seen the direction of Leyla's blown air, and suddenly a green translucent tentacle popped out, like some kind of marine tentacle monster. A huge green octopus with a diameter of four to five meters was waving several tentacles and drilled out of the hole in the floor. In the center of the mouthparts, Leyla lay in it with arms wide open, her hair was flying, her face was covered with blood, and her lower body was completely integrated into the octopus. among.
"Phila! I want you to die!!!"
"Resonance skill? It's really scary!" The old man looked at Leila's form in shock, then looked back at Feila who was already in a coma, and continued to accelerate the speed of the car. "My lord shouldn't have lost to him. If it wasn't for the killer's professional approach, it's not like an ordinary novice, it's definitely an old hand. The people in the management office have nothing."
For such a high-level decisive battle between Leila and the other two, the management team is powerless. Behind both sides is a huge network of influence. With each other offsetting each other, the competition in this situation is the strength of each individual.
The old man kept driving the car, accelerating crazily, until he could no longer see Leyla's octopus form behind him, and then slowly slowed down.
"The form of the resonance skill can't be fast, and he doesn't dare to chase after it without the help of the mecha. It's okay." He let out a long breath.
"Uncle, did you escape?" Feila's weak voice came from behind.
"Reluctantly, we have to deal with the opponent's subsequent arrangements. Leila's deep sea organization will never let us leave so easily. He has arranged a lot of means for this duel." The old man nodded.
"It's really careless. I didn't expect the killer to have such a strong simulated actuarial power at the beginning. He dared to use so many weapons with a large area of destruction, and it was unbelievable that he didn't kill any of the elite students!" Feila rubbed his half. Blood and tears flowed slowly from his head and eyes, which was the sequelae of his excessive use of consciousness and the explosion of resonance skills.
"If you hadn't been consumed by at least one-third of your consciousness in the initial wave of attacks, you wouldn't have been beaten up like this by Leyla later." The old man nodded.
"What did the boss say?" Feila closed her eyes, took out a tissue in the car and wiped away the blood and tears.
"Let you take shelter in the outer courtyard first, or perform a simple task to go out for a walk. The deep sea is tearing you apart, and you won't let it go." The old man replied.
"What's the attitude of Black Rose?" Feila exhaled, picked up a bottle of water that automatically appeared in front of him, took a sip, rinsed his mouth, and spit into the stretched trash can in front of him.
"Just like the Millennium Tree, keep neutral. Whoever says we are foreign organizations, they have no reason to care about the fight between them." The old man replied.
"A bunch of sluts!" Fela punched hard on the leather of the seat. "When the boss completes the plan, sooner or later they will all be killed!!"
"My lord, haven't you already connected with Lan Narcissus?"
"The group of vampires are thinking about money all day long! The details have not been fully negotiated, and they are crazy about money!" Feila said angrily. "The cost of distance from the target is too great, and their appetite is too great."
"Remember the consciousness of the killer who attacked you? This kind of high-intelligence killer must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome later." The old man said in a low voice.
"Remember, although that person doesn't seem to have resonance, he has a very sophisticated fighting consciousness."
"What about the consciousness level?"
"It should be around level four or five."
"Do you want me to notify the three masters?" The old man glanced at Feila from the rearview mirror.
"Since they are killers, let's hire their old opponents. Spend money and offer a reward of 100 million. It's best for those who can live, and those who die can be halved. Hang it on the Zhuxin website." Feila said through gritted teeth.
"Zhuxinwang? The killers above are only at the fifth level of consciousness, can it work?"
"It's okay, the low price of Zhuling.com is too high. We still have to save the funds to negotiate with the vampires of Lan Narcissus. It is not appropriate to use too much. Zhuxin.com is enough. Besides, if they can't do it alone, won't they join forces?"
"That's fine, I'll hang up when I turn around."
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(end of this chapter)