Chapter 111 Destroy 82 Psychic Houses!

boom--

In the violent explosion, several walls near the conference room collapsed.

The roof of the building collapsed!

This group of psykers gathered together was unprepared and bombarded without any response. Seven or eight E-level and D-level psykers were completely dead, and several non-psychic psykers were seriously injured.

Kong Nu's old lover, whom Wang Jixuan deliberately avoided, fell to the ground along with the ventilation duct.

Smoke and dust billowed.

Wang Jixuan slowly got up, his spiritual consciousness having already locked onto the psyker who was still active.

In this dusty environment, the power of the laser cannon's mid-range shooting is greatly reduced, but the equipped 'light blade' can still be used.

The smoke from one side hit the human-shaped shadow!

The strong woman with bulging muscles pushed away the smoke and smashed Wang Jixuan's face with her right fist wearing an alloy glove.

C-class psyker!

Wang Jixuan stepped back, ducked behind his body, and struck the woman between the eyebrows with a hammer of spiritual consciousness!

puff!

The man's eyes were wide-eyed and bloodshot, and he let out a short scream. His fist scraped by the ear of Wang Jixuan's helmet, and still there was a sonic explosion!

Wang Jixuan punched out with his left fist.

Hercule spell, mana infusion!

Armor level three electromagnetic assist!

The body-enhanced psyker who was struck by the spiritual consciousness hammer was in a semi-conscious state at the moment, with no defense at all. A clear fist mark protruded backwards at the corresponding position on his back.

The woman screamed, her body weak and she fell to her knees.

For this woman, a heavy blow to the abdomen was not a serious injury. Her body has an amazing ability to heal itself.

The hammering and chiseling of spiritual consciousness, this kind of 'professional' soul impact that is far from comparable to the mental impact of a C-level telepathic psyker, is a serious injury to this woman.

Of course, she was about to suffer more serious injuries.

The laser cannon extending outward from the outside of the X-armor's hip was close to the woman's forehead.

She barely regained her energy and was about to dodge backwards.

Zhi——

The woman's forehead was burned with a bloody hole, her brain was directly penetrated by a high-temperature laser, and her body slowly fell backwards.

"The skull is quite hard."

Daochang Wang praised in the communication channel, grabbed his hands behind his back, pulled out two sword hilts with cables, activated two cutting 'light blades', and moved forward with light steps.

In the supply truck, instructor Hei held up a pair of robotic arms, tilted his head and stared at Wang Jixuan's first-person perspective.

There are indeed many things he cannot understand now.

It was not that he was shocked by the comprehensive strength that Wang Jixuan displayed at this moment. He had seen many times of strength at this level.

Wang Jixuan, who is wearing this set of X armor, in the judgment of the black instructor, is not as good as the unequipped combat power of a semi-human mecha like Deep Sea, which has a transformation progress of 60% to 70%.

Especially without a weapon of great destructive power such as the Destroyer Cannon, the lethality is greatly reduced.

——The strength of the half-human mecha will be comprehensively improved with the progress of the transformation and the upgrade of its own accessories. The further you go, the greater the comprehensive improvement will be.

What the black instructor doesn’t understand is:

The estimated upper limit of the X-armor's combat power is to allow ordinary enhanced warriors to be comparable to C-level body-enhanced psykers in certain combat scenarios;

But when this suit of armor was in this guy's hands, some chemical reactions seemed to have occurred.

'A C-class body-enhanced psyker is vulnerable to him?'

The detection equipment showed that there was a violent fluctuation of mental power just in front of Wang Jixuan. This fluctuation of mental power was not divergent, but converged towards a point. The position of that point was the center of the strong woman's eyebrows.

'A bundle of mental shocks.'

Instructor Black closed his microphone and cursed a few times. His only intact eye was full of light, and he carefully stared at the picture transmitted back in real time.

He is very interested in this young man now.

The fighting over there is still going on.

Two psykers attacked from the left and right in the smoke, and several psykers not far away released spiritual shocks at the same time.

The mental impact did not have any impact on Wang Jixuan inside the X Armor, but the two psychics who rushed from left to right grabbed their crude weapons and smashed them vertically. The silver-white X Armor did a simple and beautiful front flip, and their bodies were in front of each other.

He dodged perfectly during the attack, and the two ion cutting knives cut through a brilliant arc of light, just like the wings of a giant butterfly flapping.

Half of the head was thrown up, and a broken arm flew across!

After the X armor landed, he suddenly rushed forward without stabilizing his body. His body was walking on flat ground amid the debris of the broken wall. Without giving the opponent a chance to launch a second mental shock, he jumped low and rushed in front of several men and women!

Killing low-level psychics is like chopping melons and vegetables!

The high-temperature plasma cutting knife is a newly developed special equipment used to cut down mid-level blade beasts.

However, due to the poor practicality of the cutting knife and the high cost of the entire system, it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to control it. It has only been equipped on a small scale for some semi-human mechas.

And now, in the hands of Wang Jixuan, this weapon system has exerted a combat effect that makes even the black instructors wonder!

"This guy's combat power must be B- now, right? If we optimize this armor for him in the future, can he have a B+ level combat power?"

Instructor Black grinned and began to contact the headquarters, mobilize resources, and restart the X-armor research and development team.

——After the design of this X-armor was completed, the original R&D team was disbanded two years ago because it placed too much load on the operator and was relatively expensive.

In the billowing smoke and dust, the silver-white armor looked like a god of death, rushing left and right, constantly rushing forward.

…

Outside the Psychic House.

Led by several mid-level officers, more than 600 soldiers from the fortress purge force spontaneously rushed here to set up defenses. They were standing on armored vehicles and railings, looking towards the collapsed main building of the House of Psychic Energy.

The soldiers of the No. 82 Fortress Cleaning Force have a daily task of "preventing chaos in the Psychic House", so they are equipped with some psionic detection equipment.

When most of the instruments inside the fortress were inoperable, there was a psychic detection radar that managed to work.

Under the gaze of those middle-level officers, the flashing red dots on the radar screen disappeared one after another... To be precise, they should have disappeared in patches.

C-class killed in action, D-class killed in action...

In just six minutes, twenty-three psykers disappeared from the Psychic House.

These officers were completely shocked.

"The task force is in there?"

"It's so strong. Is it a half-human mecha? Can we take a photo with the fighting girls?!"

"It should be, otherwise how could it be possible to suppress all psykers."

Suddenly there was the sound of gunfire outside, and a group of soldiers shouted loudly:

"Stop! Put your hands up!"

Several officers looked at each other, rushed out of the command vehicle, and saw the five or six psychics hurriedly escaping from the smoke area.

These psychics seemed to be terrified, screaming and shouting, surrendering and asking for help.

These middle-level officers made a prompt decision:

"Sniper! Target their legs and feet!"

"shot!"

"Medic ready!"

Boom! Boom!

The gunshots rang out, and the seven or eight psychics fell down in response. Even though they were hit in the legs, they still yelled in panic and kept crawling out, as if there was a man-eating evil ghost in the smoke and dust area.

A figure appeared in the dust.

Wang Daozhang, who had just touched a dozen crystal nuclei, calmly walked out of the smoke-shrouded area.

Each gun was pointed at Wang Jixuan.

In the aiming auxiliary equipment of these soldiers, Wang Jixuan's body flashed with green light, which was the sign of 'friendly forces';

At the same time, the soldiers' earphones sounded the electronically synthesized prompts of the theater command system:

"The target you are aiming at is the D5 integrated theater task force officer. Please do not attack, please do not attack."

The soldiers immediately turned their guns.

Only now did they see that the silver-white mecha was dragging an old woman behind it. That was their biological director, Ms. Hamanaka Nagi, who usually walked in front of her and was surrounded by others.

The six laser cannons of Wang Jixuan's suit of armor locked onto those psykers at the same time, leaving only one man and one woman, two guys who didn't have much of a murderous aura, as prisoners for subsequent interrogation.
To be continued...