Medusa ran quickly through the alleys.
Through the ability of Psychic I, her telepathic vision can penetrate obstacles and vaguely see nearby mental bodies.
Then he activated his fire ability and killed it the moment they met.
The precisely controlled flame will never go out until the victims die. The tremendous pain caused by this process is like the rich fragrance emanating from the stamens of a flower, sinking along the ocean of the subconscious and finally being absorbed by the greedy purgatory.
Purgatory absorbed these painful emotions and provided its own power to Medusa as a reward and feedback.
She could no longer count how many people she had killed. She could only feel the power of purgatory pushing her upward rapidly, reaching an unprecedented level of strength.
"Now! Look, Medea! It's wonderful to have a body! You can hear the beautiful screams with your own ears and watch them dance in the flames!"
"Pervert? I'm not a pervert, I just have a different aesthetic. I'm an elegant art connoisseur with unique taste."
Medusa's heart suddenly moved, and from the "Conspiracy I" sequence ability that she had just digested, she sensed the restrained murderous intent nearby.
She dodged and threw herself behind the wall next to her, and a bullet hole left by a sniper bullet appeared at the place where she was originally standing.
"Sniper?" She flashed out again and threw a huge ball of flame in the direction locked by murderous intent and intuition.
The sniper on the sixth floor in the distance was reloading, and suddenly he saw flames coming towards him in his eyepiece, so he quickly put away his gun and rolled to avoid it.
The flames penetrated the window he was leaning against and rushed into the room where the sniper was hiding, and suddenly there was a violent explosion.
Thick black smoke and glass fragments exploded along with the shock wave, and the Crusader sniper was instantly pierced all over by the fragments of the explosion. However, what was even more deadly was the burning poisonous smoke and the rapidly depleting oxygen in the room.
He covered his throat in pain, his whole body rapidly tensing up from suffocation.
Medusa looked over there, and felt the power drawn from the painful emotions slowly growing again, and she smiled a satisfied and evil smile.
"Ah, there are new toys." She suddenly turned around and found that a dozen mental bodies were approaching rapidly.
Unlike the previous toys, the mental bodies of these five people did not have the light green color of fear, but were filled with deep red murderous intent.
"Have you come up with a method specifically targeting me?" Medusa laughed coldly and rushed into the building next to her.
Five knights in power armor, along with an even greater number of knight attendants, rushed in from near the alley entrance.
They were covered in rough grey cotton cloth, wrapping their entire bodies in armor, leaving only a pair of eyes visible above.
Is that fireproof asbestos? Medusa was in the shadow behind the door, staring at these crusader knights.
"It's right here." said a knight, pointing at the bullet hole on the ground.
"Did he finish it off?" asked another knight.
"We didn't see the body. We must have missed the target." The knight replied, "The sniper is dead. The enemy's counterattack was more fierce than we imagined."
"She can't get far," said another knight. "Set up a search line and find her."