Chapter 138 137 Purification, Cleansing, Destruction

Chapter 138 137. Purification, cleansing, destruction

Click.

The disguised Selia slowly took off her headphones. Everything was ready. She kept communicating with Zhou Liefeng.

It only took ten minutes to reach the underground and completely get rid of the threat of the beast tide.

In this way, she could also free up her hands, kill the driver, and completely control the train.

When they reached the crowd gathering place, the pseudo-people could scatter and expand their power at will.

It stood up and turned to look at the door.

"Oh?" Selia said in surprise: "It seems that something has happened."

Before she finished speaking, the plastic steel door quickly turned red and hot, and the molten iron dripped onto the ground like cream, spreading bright and hot flames on the floor.

"Are you the councilor?"

A calm male voice sounded in the space.

"This is not the place you should come to," the pseudo-person in disguise said solemnly: "Leave here and return to your carriage!"

Click!

Li Oz raised his foot and stepped into the road in front of him. His superb [Charm] gave him a deeper control over the arcane.

[Spontaneous Ignition]

[Mode 1: Purify Filth]

The flames immediately split into two paths in front of him, and the hot metal vapor was rolled up, and then released instantly, bombarding the front of the mimic Selia like a bomb.

Boom——

The pseudo-man's pupils shrank. When the high-temperature shock wave was about to come, it immediately judged that the armor it had mimicked could not withstand an explosion of this scale. It immediately gave up the disguised form, and its body quickly liquefied and retreated backwards at a high speed.

Metal, machinery, and electronic equipment were shattered by the high-temperature shock wave in an instant. The rapid oxidation caused them to explode in an instant, triggering a secondary explosion. The pseudo-man's mood suddenly changed. As soon as its back foot landed on the ground, its front body was immediately covered with flames.

But compared to being almost killed instantly when meeting, the pseudo-human who survived the disaster re-emerged as Jane Nelia, and she looked at Li Aoz in horror:

"You - how could you, a native, know the structure of society?"

"Sure enough, Jane was eaten by you."

Li Aoz nodded.

"Who are you?"

Fear rose in the pseudo-human's heart. If it were not for the interstellar civilization, it would be impossible to know the existence of society. Even in the abyss, the narrative-level civilization has always strictly blocked the news of society.

Now, it heard the clear word about "councilman" from the mouth of a native of a civilization that has not left its home planet.

"I am a member of the fake parliament, Yaoka Forged, who are you?"

"I am your father."

He was too lazy to answer all this.

Li Aoz raised his palm and sprinkled a handful of iron-aluminum mixed dust from his pocket. The two metal powders that could not burn in the air were captured by the ability of [spontaneous pyrophoria]. The oxidation reaction was accelerated violently, and brilliant sparks burst in the air, like a meteor shower, falling towards the pseudo-man.

"Damn it!"

Yaoka Forged hurriedly retreated. The dots of thermite only touched its arm and immediately burned through transparent holes.

Jane Nelia's [plunderer] profession provided good dexterity, and the basic [physique] was also very high, so she would not be burned to death by the flames all at once.

The plan was exposed. The arcane that this man casually displayed - his strength was at least at the limit threshold level, no, it was not impossible to reforge it once.

'The Speaker has evaluated that it is impossible for a native creature on this planet to be reforged twice. If he performs a little stronger, it means that he comes from the starry sky. ’

Yaoka Forged turned and ran to the back door. She switched to liquid fluid and quickly penetrated through the crack of the door. As a pseudo citizen at the parliamentary level, its ability to transform and mimic is far superior to that of ordinary pseudo people. At the same time, after swallowing Seria, it obtained the overall layout of the entire train, all kinds of details, passages, and vents, all in its grasp, and it is familiar with them.

‘Eat ashes, interstellar people, even if you have the support of narrative-level civilization behind you, the final victory still belongs to our pseudo society! ’

Yaoka Forged is extremely smart. After mimicking carbon-based life, it will gain the characteristics of weak fire.

Even if it escapes from this place, it is sure that the other party will not dare to set a large-scale fire.

‘Just set fire here! Can you burn this weapon carriage? ’

However, Li Oz did not give her a chance to escape. He took three steps at a time and raised his palm. The trajectory of the flame gathered like a welding torch, instantly cutting the back door. A red flame-like halo lit up in his gray eyes. Facing Yaoka Forged who was posing as Nelia, he raised his palm directly.

[Spontaneous Ignition]

High-temperature convection transfers heat. The higher the temperature, the more intense the thermal motion of air molecules. The air is heated and expands rapidly, and in an instant, the air in the entire corridor is inflated to hundreds of times its volume.

So, the explosion occurred.

[Mode 2: Cleansing the World]

Once the terrifying high-temperature field was generated, it triggered a chain reaction-like chain effect. First, the violent explosion shock wave directly blew the entire weapon storage room into the sky, and then the surrounding walls and iron containers made a beeping sound. Bubbles bulged on the surface of the metal, and then burst and burst, forming linear metal jets that splashed everywhere in the narrow compartment. The excitement of surviving the disaster on Yaoka·Fake's face solidified in an instant, and then turned into horror and fear.

Its body was penetrated by linear metal jets with a speed of 3,000 meters per second, creating transparent holes. Then, the high temperature of the field ignited its body, forming a pale and dazzling flame. Yaoka Forgery had no time to scream. , the air in the field has been taken away by combustion, and without air resonance, no sound can be transmitted.

The high-temperature shock wave generated by the field expanded rapidly outward, and then the vacuum area caused by the exhaustion of the air caused a massive influx of gas. Just the air pressure generated by a few tons of gas poured in, and Yaoka Forgery's whole body was already compressed. Unable to move.

[The effect of your title ‘catastrophe’ is triggered! This attack is a 'fatal blow'! (Triple damage increase, weak point attack, high probability of death)]

[Death determination in progress...]

[Sustainable and arbitrary - the effect is activated! 】

[Sustainable·Hunting Love——The effect is activated! 】

【Judgment of great success】

[After correction, the damage this time is: 4798 points of real damage (instant death)]

Death is a painful word, but for the pseudoman, this is not the most difficult moment.

Even so, the powerful body of the parliamentarian gave it a vitality far beyond that of ordinary puppets. The forged body of Yaoka was like a tattered rag doll. The atmosphere pulled its hair and pressed it to the ground. The blazing flames melted the floor. Thousand-degree-degree semi-molten steel is much denser than water. It opened its mouth wide and roared silently in despair, but it seemed to have fallen into a bottomless swamp and was being dragged down bit by bit. It watched helplessly as its body was heated by the heat. Melt, evaporate, and burn down.

Until the last drop of its false blood was distilled, the pseudo-person councilor named Yauka Forgery was completely burned.

[The target has been burned]

[Tip: You have killed the high-value target—‘Fake Congressman’]

[You gain the title: New Hunter - Any attack you make will cause 3% additional real damage to 'social' enemies. 】

[The Hunting Achievement List is opened. You can improve your title level by continuously hunting high-value targets. 】

[Current hunting target: Fake Society Philolith (lv.270 [Lower Society])]

The hot molten iron was boiling and rolling in the violent storm. Li Ozi raised his hand gently, not wanting to take another look.

"Revenge has just begun."

Li Ozi said in a deep voice.

He turned the arcane output, and the molten iron soon opened a path in front of him. Li Ozi walked through several carriages and returned to the first-class seat of the train - Du Zexin had already struggled to sit up, and the one that had just exploded The movements and weapons were very different. The pale man looked at himself, opened his mouth and said:

"What happened?"

"Dirty things got into the car. Qiu Ran died, as did the infected people and Ms. Seriya."

Li Ozi did not expose the fake person. He lowered his head and gently touched Snow's head on the baby's bed. The baby's eyes were closed, and his spiritual energy resonated, sending a message to his heart:

'You did your best, Leoz. ’

"It's Li Ozi." He corrected.

Before Du Zexin, who looked confused, could ask further questions, Li Ozi had already left the first-class carriage and came to the cab. Zhou Liefeng, who was concentrating on driving, stared ahead.

"I'm sorry." Li Ozi nodded: "I can't save her, I can only avenge her... There may be relics at the scene. Do you want to check it and see what's going on?"

Zhou Liefeng stared ahead, holding the joystick firmly with his hand, and spit out clear characters:

"I don't want to see anything."

Li Aozi nodded: "My condolences."

"She died on the train, so that's fine." Zhou Liefeng's tone was very steady, and he spoke very slowly, and said slowly: "Every brother and sister in the subway fraternity was born on the train, she just went home. ”

go home.

Li Ozi's eyes were filled with sadness.

"Why, did your lover die too?" Zhou Liefeng seemed to notice his micro-expression and asked.

"No, actually it's not that kind of relationship." Li Ozi confessed.

"That's a friend?"

Zhou Liefeng shook his head and asked again.

Li Ozi replied: "We have only known each other for four days."

Zhou Liefeng glanced at him: "Relatives?"

Li Ozi denied: "No."

"Then who are you upset about?" Zhou Liefeng asked doubtfully.

"I don't know, maybe it's Qiu Ran, maybe it's something else, but there is always one thing that can make me emotionally fluctuate for a person who has nothing to do with me and has no relationship with me."

Zhou Liefeng glanced at him, and then said meaningfully:

"Welcome to the outside world, let's be honest - I've been driving for twenty years, and I experience things like this a dozen times a year. At first I cursed God, then became cynical, and finally was diluted by the rain of reality The flames of hatred.”

"People cannot always rely on hatred to survive. Those who died because of you will eventually become a part of you. The only thing I can do is to carry the wishes of the deceased to the next stop."

"Go forward, go forward, by any means necessary. If I don't die, those who made me who I am will live on forever."

Li Ozi was silent for a moment and looked forward:

"All I know is that someone's best days are over."