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Chapter 3102: Controlling Iron with Heart

Looking at the sharp blade storm mixed with anger and evil flames of Tsengqi, Soshiyang smiled and laughed simply.
"You are too weak, Magnus, not as good as Motarian's finger."
Fen Tian slashed downward, and a sharp wave of air swept across, as if he had split the sea tide. The countless psychic blades and Tsengqi evil flames instantly dissipated. The rest of his energy rushed towards Magnus, forcing him to raise his arms and cross his resistance, but he was still knocked several meters away, and his body flickered even more violently.
"Don't compare me to that hypocritical idiot!"
Magnus roared, and the whole Titan seemed to be shaking, and it was the first time his voice was filled with real anger, and even his face seemed to be burning.
"Why, you're hurting me to the truth?"
With a loud laugh, Soshiyang held Burning Tian tightly with both hands, and the next second appeared in front of Magnus like lightning, slashing at the other party's head.
Magnus roared, and a sickle-shaped sword appeared in his hand, trying to raise his defense.
Amid the violent impact, the terrifying power made Magnus instantly kneel on one knee.
"That's right, kneeling is the attitude you should have."
"Damn it!"
Magnus was stimulated and instantly shone with light. The huge psychic energy seemed to explode the entire Titan cockpit, but Soshyan just sneered and raised his leg and kicked it.
In an instant, his soles and his red face had an intimate contact.
"oops!"
The Scarlet King was blown away by this blow, and the powerful psychic energy disappeared. At the same time, a layer of white frost began to cover the cockpit, which was the coldness that penetrated into the soul.
Armnak put his hands on the railing surrounding the mechanical throne, as if watching a drama, and watched Soshyan kicked Magnus away like a past ball, quipped:
"Soshyan, why do you say that he is the son of the Lord of Humanity? If you hit him like this, aren't you afraid that Erda will cause trouble for you?"
"She can't teach her son, so I'll teach her for her."
Magnus' wings shook, suddenly stood up, rushed towards Soshiyang, trying to stab the other party's abdomen with a blade.
But Soshiyan just flashed freely, stood in the open space on the right side of the other party, then released his weapon, turned a small circle, and smashed Magnus' face with his elbow.
With a muffled groan, the scarlet king's jaw broke with a snap.
"What's wrong? Don't you know a lot of witchcraft? Why not?"
Sneering, Soshiyang punched the other person onto the wall, crushed a piece of equipment, and before the other person landed on the ground, he went up to grab his long hair and forced him to raise his head and look at him.
"Next time, remember to see how far I go."
After gently patting the other person's cheek with his palm, Soshiyang punched again, smashing the other person's nose and cheek with one punch.
Magnus roared and tried to struggle but could not break free. His spiritual power was completely suppressed, and his whole body was almost translucent.
"You are so pitiful, talented but not wise, courage but not intent, driven by your selfish self."
Soshyan's fist paused and looked at Magnus' angry one-eyed.
"If one day you figure it out and want to get real liberation and redemption, maybe we will have the opportunity to continue talking. If you are not convinced, send your sons to die, or you can go to Fogrim to cry and make a small alliance with him, and then bring Motarian, and Angron, Roja, and Petrabo. Come together, or make an appointment with a place, and I'll go."
After saying that, with a punch, the Scarlet King's body instantly shattered into countless transparent glasses, scattered all over the ground.
After standing up, Soshiyang glanced at a scripture strip on his waist, where there was a line of luminous words—
【Beware of the King of Darkness, Stay away from the Thunderstone Church】
He grabbed the scripture strip quietly, and Suo Shiyang used a little force to turn it into ashes.
"It seems that he has another purpose. Although he is just a temporary incarnation, it is not easy to cultivate. After all, it is not easy to accommodate the will of the demon primros."
Amnak, not far away, suddenly floated over, and Soshiyan did not respond, but turned around and looked at the two dead soulless people.
"This thing is not safe at all. Mortal soulless people are just mortals after all. They are still fragile in the face of truly powerful subspace entities. Mechanical sages always make such mistakes that they take for granted."
Faced with Soshiyan's avoidance, Amnak just smiled, then pointed to the floor and said:
"What should I do if this big iron lump is done? The driver is dead too."
"Well, inform Zhao Akada to come and drag it away-"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cockpit suddenly shaking, accompanied by the sound of metal impact and friction, and the unique roar of Tyron Bio.
Amnak glanced at the exit and said:
"It seems that Tyron doesn't plan to let this thing go, it seems that he can only give up."
But Soshiyang was a little confused at this time.
"After all, it took so many resources... It would be a pity to destroy Tyron like this. It was always a human asset."
After thinking for a few seconds, Soshiyang walked towards the mechanical throne that controlled the Titan. It was originally wrapped in a glass cover, but now the glass cover has been broken, and all kinds of crystal balls with unknown uses inside are also fragmented.
As if knowing what Soshyan is going to do, Amnak nodded.
"You can try it."
Soshiyan looked at it and found that the mechanical throne was quite large. Although it was a bit crowded for him, he could still sit down.
When he sat on and pressed his hands on the armrest, a large number of silver nematodes emerged from his fingertips. After a long period of accumulation and proliferation, these things even became another organ of him in a sense.
Soon, nematodes swept down, covering the entire mechanical throne, and the extinguished lamps lit up one by one.
In an instant, Soshiyang felt his consciousness withdraw from his body and merge into a shell composed of steel and anger. The muscles and tendons were replaced by giant pistons and hydraulic fiber bundles, and there were singing similar to eternal circuits. It should be the black iron core spiritual energy resonance system that claimed the banshee.
Although he is not good at psychic energy, Soshiyang still lets power penetrate it. However, he did not expect that the black iron core would actually undergo an incredible change. Its texture began to transform into black stone, but Soshiyang did not realize all this.
He was still silent in this unique feeling. The weapon in his hand was no longer a bomb gun, but a huge cannon that could wipe out thousands of troops and an iron fist that could crush the house.
When he opened his eyes, he looked down at the battlefield from the perspective of a god. This was a completely different feeling from the incarnation of the Star God. When the incarnation of the Star God, his consciousness was actually a little blurred, but at this moment he was particularly clear and clear, and his limbs were also a little stiff, as if his consciousness was gradually adapting to the huge scale and heavy body.
Chapter completed!
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