pjbooks Chapter 318 You! Are too weak!
Chapter 318 You! Are too weak!
"I'll bury you lamplighters along with me today!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the concrete pavement beneath Chen Yifan's feet completely crumbled.
At a high point around the abandoned bridge, a dozen infrared-guided lasers that were originally locked onto Chen Yifan suddenly flashed.
This is the signal to fire.
There were no shouts of battle, only the muffled gunshots filtered by silencers.
A dozen bullets with high-energy psionic armor-piercing warheads shot through the air from different directions.
These were the elite members of the Lamplighters' Shadow Group. Their orders were to capture him alive, so they were aiming at Chen Yifan's limbs.
But Chen Yifan didn't even raise his head.
In his mind, the twelve stone pillars on the white jade platform emitted a deep rumble.
A vast amount of spiritual power poured out, forming an invisible absolute barrier around him.
More than a dozen heavy armor-piercing rounds stopped abruptly two meters away from him.
The bullets were still spinning wildly, but they couldn't advance an inch.
The snipers on the high vantage point gasped when they saw this through their night vision scopes.
Before they could report to the ghost, Chen Yifan raised his right hand and casually snapped his fingers.
The bullets originally intended to shoot Chen Yifan suddenly flew backwards.
The speed is more than twice as fast as when we arrived!
"what!"
"puff!"
In the distance, the sounds of heavy objects crashing and muffled groans of people could be heard one after another.
Within seconds, all the infrared dots went out.
Beneath the ghost's mask, his expression completely changed.
He was forced to take half a step back by the aura that Chen Yifan had just unleashed.
"Chen Yifan! Don't be impulsive! This is necessary..."
Before he could finish his high-sounding nonsense, his vision suddenly blurred.
Chen Yifan has disappeared.
A strong gust of wind slammed directly into the ghost's face.
The ghost reacted extremely quickly. Knowing that conventional methods wouldn't work against this monster, he immediately revealed his trump card.
The energy fluctuations that originally belonged to a professional around him vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely intense, churning, writhing black flame!
Black flames surged from his body, forming a twisted barrier more than two meters high in front of him.
The flame had no temperature whatsoever; instead, the moment it appeared, it caused a layer of white frost to form in the surrounding air.
Even the light from the ruins was completely swallowed up by the black fire.
This is his greatest asset.
A "heretical" power that does not belong to this world!
"That's enough!"
The ghost roared, relying on the black flames protecting it, trying to force Chen Yifan back.
His black fire is specifically designed to target the spirit and soul; anyone who dares to touch it directly with their body or energy will be instantly burned into an idiot.
Even if Chen Yifan is incredibly strong, he wouldn't dare to take it head-on!
But he was completely wrong.
Chen Yifan was completely unreasonable and didn't even try to dodge.
He stretched out a hand directly towards the terrifying black flames.
"court death!"
The ghost cursed inwardly.
Just as Chen Yifan's hand was about to touch the black fire, the power within his Outer Path Heart Palace materialized directly.
There were no fancy techniques whatsoever; it was pure, ruthless suppression of mental power.
An invisible spiritual hand gripped the core of the black fire.
Click!
A sickening cracking sound echoed through the air.
The ghost's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
His proud black fire barrier didn't even burn a corner of Chen Yifan's clothes before being crushed by that invisible hand, turning into wisps of black smoke that drifted away in the wind.
Crush them!
A completely unreasonable and dimensional reduction attack!
The heretical power that the ghost was so proud of was nothing more than a spark in the face of Chen Yifan's vast spiritual power.
"You call this a heretical path?"
Chen Yifan lunged forward and grabbed the ghost by the neck.
The ghost had no time to retaliate.
He felt as if the nerve connections in his body had been severed by a terrifying force, and his whole body became as limp as a lump of mud.
Chen Yifan used one arm to lift Ghost up and slam him down heavily onto the hood of an abandoned truck next to him.
boom!
The thick steel hood was smashed into a huge, human-shaped dent.
The ghost coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the faceless mask on its face shattered in two, falling to the ground to reveal the face of an ordinary middle-aged man.
With a flick of his wrist, Chen Yifan placed the black dagger against the ghost's throat.
The sharp blade sliced through a layer of skin, and beads of blood flowed down the groove of the blade.
"Come on, continue telling me about your necessary procedures."
Chen Yifan applied pressure to his wrist little by little, his eyes devoid of any warmth.
"Using my sister as a test, setting up a trap using my only weakness. You think this is a brilliant move?"
The ghost was being choked and was breathing rapidly.
His mouth was full of blood and foam, and his ordinary face was filled with disbelief.
"You...you don't understand. In times of crisis...the lamplighter needs a real knife."
Coughing up blood, he struggled to explain, "You've passed...that proves your worth! The country will give you the best..."
"Fuck your value."
Chen Yifan interrupted him directly, pressing the dagger down another half step.
"I'll show you today that a knife doesn't have eyes!"
The ghost did not beg for mercy. Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, he roared like a madman.
"No! This is wrong!"
He stared intently at Chen Yifan, his voice trembling.
"Why? How can you mobilize such a massive amount of heretical power?"
"What's wrong? Are you starting to give your last words?" Chen Yifan frowned slightly.
"Stop pretending!" The ghost gasped for breath. "Heretical powers are never recognized by the rules of this world! Every time we borrow a fraction of their power, we have to devote most of our attention to desperately suppressing their backlash and rejection of our bodies!"
He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his eyes filled with terrifying bloodshot veins, as if trying to grasp at the last bit of truth before he died.
"But you... your heterodox purity is ridiculously high! That burst of power just now left no room for error!"
"Aren't you afraid of being completely devoured by it?"
The ghost stared intently at Chen Yifan.
"What kind of shady secret method did you use to suppress that lock?!"
Lock?
Upon hearing this insightful term, Chen Yifan recalled Luo Tian's previous mentions of "genetic lock" and "mental lock."
He knew that this was something the Supreme Divine Court used to limit the growth potential of all professionals on Earth, and it was also the fundamental shackle that kept all of humanity in captivity.
But what necessary connection does this have with using unorthodox methods?
"I have no obligation to answer questions from dead people."
Chen Yifan snorted coldly, preparing to finish him off.
The ghost looked at Chen Yifan's expressionless face.
At first, he thought the other party was hiding something, but his intuition from years of intelligence work told him that Chen Yifan's doubts just now were real.
This kid... doesn't even know what a "lock" is?
How did he use the power of heretics!
The ghost's breathing suddenly stopped.
With his last bit of strength, he raised his head, his gaze passing over the dagger pressed against his throat, and fixed intently on Chen Yifan's brow.
That location is the core area where the spiritual power of all professionals, including those practicing unorthodox methods, converges.
If there is a lock, there will inevitably be tangible traces of rules and constraints there.
No.
Blank.
Completely blank!
The ghost's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints.
He trembled uncontrollably, as if he had seen the most terrifying and unbelievable monster in the world.
"you……"
The ghost roared out in its almost lisping voice, its voice so loud it seemed to split, filled with undisguised despair and shock.
"You don't have a mental lock?!"