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Chapter 601 Said I'm You

 Tyrant? This should mean Emperor Elithel, right? Tsk, this old immortal actually plotted against me!

Although Yu Lian gritted his teeth, after taking the gift from someone, he had to accept the other person's cause and effect. This seemed to be an exchange of equal value.

The dark red halo was like coagulating plasma. Logically speaking, such a depressing and cold color, but a slight refraction made Yu Lian frown involuntarily and felt a sting in his eyes.

Is the atomic spear in this guy's hand real?

Although the "Count Salvin" opposite was holding the atomic light spear that is standard for the Astral Knights, he seemed to have no martial ethics at all. He probably saw Yu Lian's eyes wandering for a moment, and he directly

Stepping on spiritual steps, with a movement that seemed to shrink to an inch, he appeared directly in front of him.

Dark red light suddenly bloomed, and blood light instantly occupied all of Yu Lian's sight.

He frowned slightly, feeling as if he had seen this scene before, so while thinking about it, he casually pulled out the light spear and easily intercepted the opponent's attack.

The spear blade of light in the hands of this "Count Salvin" is as agile as a snake, with great momentum, and contains the power of a giant dragon. Even by the standard of a regular knight of the Knights, he far exceeds

The average line has been reached.

However, Yu Lian has seen many more superb knight martial arts than this. He has even learned the spear skills of the invincible Emperor... and so on.

Yu Lian now thought about where he had seen this scene. When he was on the planet Luna, in the mustard world left by Count Salvin, wasn't this the scene he encountered now?

However, at that time, the person who blocked him was the most powerful psychic and the most noble person of power known in the universe. But now, it is just the last "Count Salvin".

He never left any martial name in the world, and in the era when he lived, he was just a loser after all.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!" In just a short moment, the dark red light blade and the golden light blade have collided more than ten times. The sound of the energy magnetic field colliding sounds like countless bees.

The wings vibrate at the same time, making people's hearts tremble.

However, the result of the collision between the dark red like blood and the golden yellow like morning light ended in the victory of the latter. Perhaps the quality of the light spear in Count "Salvin"'s hand was inferior by a notch, or perhaps it was him himself.

His strength is indeed not as good as Yu Lian. After more than ten consecutive confrontations, the dark red light spear in his hand trembled unnaturally, and the light seemed to spill out.

"Tyrant! So powerful!" the "Count Salvin" roared and pushed back a few steps.

Although he doesn't look too smart, his judgment of the situation is still very reasonable.

Taking advantage of this moment of light, Yu Lian looked at the other party carefully.

He looks about forty years old, which is about the same as when Count Salvin died. He is of medium height, even a little thin, and his appearance can only be regarded as ordinary handsome. From the appearance, he is indeed more like a scholar than a scholar.

Warrior. However, since this guy's eyes were bloodshot at this time, full of resentment and hatred, there was no elegance and bookishness at all.

So, what is the nature of this guy? Just one weapon makes me think that I am Emperor Elithel. What is the mechanism based on this?

"I think you must have mistakenly recognized the person." Yu Lian said seriously.

Perhaps because his expression was too serious, "Count Salvin" had a trance in his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Yu Lian carefully observed the other person's appearance and thought he could test it a little, so he grinned and said, "I am you!"

"Count Salvin" seemed even more confused. However, this state did not last long. He showed his fierce eyes again and shouted: "Tyrant! Come again!"

Yu Lian nodded, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and aimed it at the opponent's face.

The opponent was concentrating and his eyes were still full of hatred, but he was not crazy and completely lost his mind. He seemed to want to attack again, but seeing Yu Lian's move, he just turned his light spear sideways to defend.

Action, nothing else.

Yu Lian groaned, inserted the pistol back into his waist, and pulled out a circulating grenade thrower.

This is a weapon that looks very much like an oversized revolver. It is an individual fire support weapon, but there is also a special enlarged version prepared for mecha. Yu Lian used the latter this time, which weighs more than 70 kilograms.

, it really looks like a super giant revolver that has been enlarged dozens of times.

Of course, as a fourth-level psychic, if you don't have the arm strength to operate this thing with one hand, you might as well go home and sell dandan noodles.

With a giant pistol that had been enlarged dozens of times pointed at his head, "Count Salvin" on the opposite side still showed no obvious change in his expression. He looked at Yu Lian opposite him coldly, still maintaining a defensive posture with the gun pointed across his face.

Yu Lian began to find it interesting, so he fiddled with the drum, deliberately letting the other party see the bullets he filled into it.

Among them is a high-temperature incendiary bomb filled with high-explosive dust, and the warhead is also painted a little fiery red in accordance with international regulations. If this thing hits, the entire Tiantian Stadium will be involved in a sea of ​​​​fire, and the core temperature will even exceed

3000 degrees. Even a psyker who is well prepared for defense would find it difficult to withstand such damage, and the "Count Salvin" on the opposite side is certainly no exception.

However, the person on the other side still looked unmoved.

"Well, you really don't look very smart." Yu Lian took back the grenade gun again, and seemed to be preparing to bring out something again. At this point, the other party finally became impatient, and pointed the light spear at Yu Lian, with the gun tip

Scarlet rays condensed.

The atomic light spear is different from the lightsaber. Its essence lies not in attribute fusion, but in destruction.

The core zero element of the light spear uses a substance called "Timo Crystal", also named "dissociation crystal". In addition to being able to form an indestructible dissociation beam through the psychic array inside the spear handle, almost

It is destructive to all substances at the molecular level. In addition, it can also emit explosive rays with dissociation effects from a long distance, and can be used as an energy gun.

To be honest, the atomic light spear is indeed a weapon more suitable for cruel battles than the lightsaber.

Even the current Yu Lian, if he were hit by the dissociation ray emitted by a luminous spear, his kidneys might be broken into molecules by accident.

It's a pity that the "Count Salvin" opposite him obviously hasn't learned any magical skills such as gun fighting, and the intention of his movements is too easy to judge. Yu Lian just turned sideways and avoided the secret attack coming from the opposite side.

Red ray.

Although he dodged, he deliberately did not hide too far away, allowing the beam to pass just an inch away from his side. Sure enough, there was that familiar burning feeling, as if someone was using it.

Fried eggs with your skin.

However, although the stinging sensation of continuous burns exists, it does not have the kind of coolness that penetrates deeply into the flesh and even sneaks into the flesh.

Yu Lian already understood something, turned his hands and picked up his beloved Blue Fire Gatling, and directly took a shuttle.

The roaring machine spring pushed the blue-fired warhead to penetrate the "Count Salvin", but the bullet drifted to nowhere. The other party probably discovered that with the firing speed of the atomic light spear, the long-range

There was nothing he could do about Yu Lian, so he just "withstood" the opponent's fire and rushed over.

He stretched out his light spear again, and dots of dark red halo bloomed, like summer stars.

However, Yu Lian just casually thrust his spear over and hit one of the stars. The opponent's offensive immediately collapsed completely. "Count Salvin" wanted to retreat and escape, but it was too late.

, Yu Lian's sword had tapped his chest and throat one after another, and the opponent's entire body flew backwards, falling several meters away.

If this guy was really still a human, these two blows would have been enough to kill him. However, he just fell to the ground, but he stood up as if nothing happened, and once again got out of the way to continue fighting.

However, if you look closely, you can see that the two wounds where he was shot look a little blurry, as if there was a layer of mosaic hanging on them.

Before he could stand still, Yu Lian raised his hand, squeezed a ball of Spirit Storm and threw it at him.

It must be said that the greatest achievement of the special training with Senior Brother Tantai Jing, apart from learning some very discordant grappling skills, is the control of spiritual energy. If it had not been for those two weeks of special training,

It is difficult for him to compress the spirit storm used for group attacks into such a simple, direct and harmless single target attack.

In this way, the invisible spirit son impact seemed to form a cluster that caused some waves. Although there was no gorgeous sound and light effect, the power was still astonishing.

"Count Salvin" could not withstand such an impact at all. He received a direct hit in the front, and his eye sockets suddenly shrank very obviously. His body was still motionless, but it was by no means as motionless as a mountain, but clearly

He had been beaten stiff.

He is indeed a strong man, or at least his body should be very strong. Even if he is attacked by such an unavoidable attack, his whole body will naturally form an invisible psychic stance.

Many psychic aristocrats who have good family backgrounds and have received strict training since childhood have almost formed their spiritual instincts in the application and defense of psychic powers.

However, under the impact of the spirit storm, his psychic shield was shattered the moment it unfolded. Shapeless psychic ripples spread around him, more like a mosaic.

At this time, Yu Lian had already walked directly in front of the opponent. At this time, he had put away all the weapons, his fists turned into fingertips, and swept towards the face of "Count Salvin".

"Eat my super gorgeous hands!"

At this time, Yu Lian used the hand-cutting technique he learned from his senior brother. This was originally a technique used to cut off the enemy's spiritual veins and capture the enemy, but when it hit the opponent, his body was damaged every time.

The impact sound of magnetic field entanglement was produced.

He became more and more shapeless, his body was shaking constantly, and more "mosaics" were smashed out from time to time.

This can no longer be called frame dropping. It is basically like reading a scratched disc with an old optical drive with eight times speed... Oh, by the way, younger observers outside the universe will definitely not have this experience.

of.

Sure enough, cutting off the hand can cut off the spiritual veins, which can also cut off all the energy! In the future, I can also look for the experience of cutting positron beams with my hands.

While Yu Lian was thinking about it, he was relieved to see that there was no longer any resentment and hatred in the other person's eyes, and he gradually began to feel trance-like.

Sure enough, he does not look very smart. Yu Lian thought as he played more and more energetically.

"Tyrant~~~" A hint of resentment flashed through his eyes again, and he still cursed, but because everyone had been beaten into scratched discs, his voice was also stretched, and he suddenly became a little angry.

smell.

"If the eyes are no longer needed, just donate them to those in need?" Yu Lian sneered, pressed the opponent's head and slapped him ten times in a row.

"Count Salvin's" head was about to be torn apart. At this time, the remaining eyes of his were indeed confused again.

"Then, who am I?"

It is a foreign object formed by the combination of Count Salvin's consciousness and the virtual ghost. In other words, it is a virtual ghost possessing the remaining fragments of Count Salvin's consciousness and power.

However, it is very troublesome to explain this kind of thing, and I am too lazy to explain it.

"Who are you?" it asked again.

"I told you, I am you (uncle)!" Yu Lianyu was happy and directly blasted the spirit storm into the opponent's mouth at close range.

As a bunch of mosaics flickered, his head was blown away.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Lian felt that his eyesight went dark. He entered an endless place of nothingness, where he could not see any light or shadow, and could not hear any sound.

The only thing he could feel was the headless enemy in front of him. Oh, he was no longer headless. The energy that appeared from nowhere gathered on his neck again, and gradually the shape of a complete head appeared again, except for the facial features.

It's not clear yet.

Yu Lian glanced around and felt that this darkness where he couldn't see anything seemed like he had seen it there before.

Then, he seemed to hear a voice again.

"Jump down!"

Yu Lian immediately became happy and felt a sense of intimacy.

"Look, what a mysterious void!"

"If you walk past it, you will melt into the void."

"Keep moving forward, don't look both ways! Tannhäuser jumped, Caesier jumped too. Didn't Salvin jump too?"

Oh, it seems like there are a few more people dancing this time than last time! Yu Lian thought.

Everyone knows Tannhäuser, Count Salvin's good friend. One of the legacies left by the count to "Charlie", the mustard world, has been kept by Duke Tannhäuser.

As for Caixier, he was the prime minister of the empire two hundred years ago. Among the more than two hundred official prime ministers that have appeared in the Dawn Dynasty, he can only be regarded as average. Emperor Eliasel retired honorably every two years after he ascended the throne.

If Yu Lian hadn't studied the history of that period carefully during this period, he would not have known about this person.

"Also, didn't Elithel jump too?" the voice said again.

This was indeed beyond Yu Lian's expectation. He couldn't help but be startled, and the attacking movements on his hands stopped.

"Jump!"

He quickly recovered from the previous shock, looked at the enemy who was about to take shape in front of him, sneered, reached out to grab the opponent's head, pressed the opponent, and faced the siege of nothingness with himself. He lifted the spiritual protection

Shield, allowing one's body, mind and spirit to bear the invisible baptism wantonly.

Only a few seconds passed in his consciousness. Yu Lian opened his eyes again and made sure that he was indeed standing firmly in the real world.

Now, he is in the underground ruins of the coordination robot factory, and in a wide freight station that he used a space landmark to locate when he was traveling through space.


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