Chapter 1522: Psychics have become mascots(2/2)
"Can't you find an opponent who is at the same level as you? Why bully the weak with the big one!" Shameen really wanted to try to provoke his opponent like this, but he knew that even if he said this, the other party would not be fooled.
But it will only make yourself look like a clown who cannot afford to lose.
However, what is surprising is that Yu Lian seemed to have stopped.
The combined efforts of the four psychics seemed to form an invisible fortress of power, giving him a pause.
Immediately afterwards, Shameen also felt that his only remaining teammate, Sir Gaffer, had recovered from the shock of the mental attack just now and was now rushing towards Yu Lian's back.
Very good, this should form a two-sided attack. If Sir Guyver attacks from behind, everything will be fine.
This idea was too optimistic. Viscount Shameen just flashed this idea and rejected it completely. Baron Omaga is a "bloody road" and has never been good at spiritual perception. There is no reason why he can't catch the enemy's trajectory.
, but the other party can lock it, right?
This is not scientific! It is not psychic! It must be a trap!
However, it's too late.
Shameen clearly heard a buzzing friction sound, which was the pressure of the intertwined force fields. Immediately afterwards, Sir Gaffer made a low muffled sound, which was the sound of death.
He had no time to call the Duke and other comrades, so he could only bite the bullet and rush towards this direction.
He finally saw the gorgeous and deadly light. That was when the enemy finally showed his light blade.
However, what is surprising is that Viscount Shameen can clearly see the dawn-colored light blade flying up and down, but it cannot shine to other places.
Then, in his spiritual vision, Baron Guyver's life fluctuated like a candle flame that was instantly quenched by the biting cold wind, losing all light sources and heat in an instant.
Another comrade died in front of him. This was an old knight who had served in the Astral Knights for thirty years. He had experienced hundreds of battles and had rich experience. It was possible for him to enter the realm of saints within three years.
However, less than two seconds after darkness fell, he died.
So, we deliberately set up an ambush, we laid siege regardless of dignity, are we still just adding to his legend? Is this the empire's nightmare? If it is a nightmare, when will it wake up?
Shameen's heart became increasingly cold and numb. He knew that he could not be afraid, shrink or despair, but he could not control this.
Four bright blades of light also flashed out. This was Colonel Hermer and his comrades. No matter how strong their nerves were, they could still sense that the most dangerous enemy had appeared beside them.
These candidates, who serve as psychic batteries, must be forced to fight against the most dangerous enemies.
The golden energy light blade was surrounded by four strands of red light. After a period of staggered fighting, there was only a blur of light and shadow left on the scene. The impact of the force field rumbled like a bomb, squeezing the armor and muscles of the warriors.
The fuzzy ripples composed of spirit sons rippled in the dark vision, like howls and roars from hell.
Their own energy light blades were misplaced in the dazzling flash of light, and immediately turned into dangerous rain of fire, splashing down around them, and then perished in the void.
Of course Viscount Shameen knew that this was the reaction to the knights' heraldic machines being destroyed. The shields were torn, the armor was shattered, and the fragments burned into fiery sparks. However, once the knights' bodies were destroyed by atoms,
When the light spear is destroyed, there will not even be such a reaction, it will only be disintegrated into particles that are indiscernible to the naked eye.
This is a massacre!
However, as the most powerful Imperial psyker on the scene, Shameen could not sit back and watch, but there was still nothing he could do.
Chapter completed!