Chapter 1734 Establish determination and stance
The onlookers were inevitably disappointed. They have all heard the empire's propaganda, and they all believe that the atomic light spear is the most beautiful and elegant psychic weapon in the universe. Everyone has no other intentions, they just want to see it.
However, what they don't know is that the atomic light spear is the standard weapon of the empire's astral knights, an elegant noble weapon, but the judges, who have never been elegant, dignified or aristocratic in their behavior, are completely different. Painting style.
The judges did not hear any movement, but their excellent spiritual senses clearly felt the changes in the low mood around them.
For psykers, super senses can sometimes be a burden. But what can be done about this? After all, they are performing a mission, and they must spread their awareness and vigilance to the end. This is the basic combat maneuver of the judges, and of course it is to guard against enemy sneak attacks that may appear at any time.
Of course, the sneak attack was not felt, but the emotional ups and downs of the public's will were clearly felt. To the judges, this was actually no different from booing and booing.
The short gray cloak leader immediately realized that if this situation continued, his own morale would definitely be affected.
"Set up the formation!" he warned coldly.
"Yes!" The other three responded at the same time.
Four against one, the execution judges were completely unprepared to swarm them. Instead, they quickly moved away from their positions and formed a joint attack formation. This is of course also a psyker battle formation improved through the "Four Symbols Formation".
However, compared to the original formation that used mechas to charge into battle on the battlefield, this improved version of the formation focused more on small-scale many-on-one close combat and suppression, and was naturally specially designed for the Tribunal.
As experts in wet work, they are indeed well-trained and cautious to the extreme.
As for the leading dwarf, while waving his glove, the other hand hidden in his sleeve immediately took out a special bomb and smashed it without saying a word.
As for the black trench coat, the crutches in his hands changed directions, and the crutches had already popped out of the muzzle. What kind of kidnapper is that? It's clearly a strange weapon disguised as a pocket submachine gun.
Along with a roar, dense alchemy bullets had completely covered Gongsun Qing's figure.
"Uu~~~~" Finally, some onlookers couldn't help but started to boo. The unfolding of such a battle was definitely completely different from what they had imagined.
"We are not those astral knights who are like turkeys!" One of the judges couldn't help but replied. His voice was also blurred by technological means, but judging from the tone, he shouldn't be too old.
But at this moment, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he felt as if some sharp sword had been pointed at his heart. He was shocked and turned pale, and quickly put his two swords in front of his eyes. The sudden flicker of the blow blinded his eyes.
If it weren't for the comrades around him who came to rescue him, that flicker might have reached his throat.
At the same moment, only a crisp explosion was heard, and the bomb that landed on Gongsun Qing's head immediately fell apart. However, it did not form any violent hot shock wave, but a large mass of turbid but silent airflow. Then, the turbid current seemed to be bound by an invisible river, rushing towards the female swordsman whose figure was obscured by the barrage.
"Well, targeted neurotoxins?" Inside the Jack Donkey Hanging Flag Hotel, the Star Sea Monster slammed the table hard: "This is too ungrateful! However, only eagle talons without martial ethics are good eagle talons!"
Little Gavroche glanced at the boss, and then exchanged a look with his friend. At the signal from the Star Sea Monster, the two quickly retreated to the back of the room.
As for the tower-like innkeeper, he also put down his pipe, slowly took out a box from under his counter, took out the parts from it and started assembling it. His eyes hidden under his sunglasses gradually became murderous.
In the battlefield outside the window, the turbid airflow dissipated in the fiery barrage, but those alchemical bullets did not seem to penetrate the human figure. Instead, they bloomed into a deadly curtain wall composed of violent arcs and blazing flames, and Gongsun Qing's body was shrouded in it.
Even if there was a strong-bone ape with a copper head and iron arms standing there, it would probably have been completely torn into pieces by now. However, the execution judges absolutely did not dare to take it lightly.
They each started to approach with weapons in hand, but their movements were still cautious, and their steps always maintained a strange and soothing rhythm, which seemed very layered. During the gaps between their walks, they were always able to block all possible breakout directions for Gongsun Qing.
Although the onlookers could not understand, they also knew that these imperial eagle claws were actually using tactics, and of course they were greatly shocked. When the leader and the strongest short gray cloak took the lead, someone finally couldn't help but shout a warning.
"Careful!"
It must be admitted that most of the people present are outlaws, but they still have simple class sentiments that share the same hatred and hatred. As long as they are in trouble with the empire's eagle claws, they will secretly help.
The guy who issued the warning was then slapped on his head and his mouth was covered by his companion, and he was beaten with a stick. Everyone in the world knows that warnings are warnings, but there is no need to stand out and be targeted by eagle talons.
But at this moment, the judges' combined attack was completed.
Before they arrived, the ferocious intensity had already come over. The successive waves of attacks were like ocean waves, one after another without any gaps.
However, what is more amazing is not the destructive power like a storm passing through, but the exquisite control. You know, even the metal base plates on the ground were lifted up one by one and turned into sharp shrapnel. However, the airflow never spread beyond ten meters, let alone had any impact on the surrounding streets and houses.
Even the most layman present knew that if the judges wanted to do this, they could do it. If they are willing, they can even tear down the dome of this space town and let the tens of thousands of tourists in the city face the vacuum of the universe.
However, they don't have to do this.
This is actually the biggest difference between well-trained "official psykers" and "wild psykers". When the former receive the most basic training, they must first receive training in identifying and controlling power. This has already penetrated into their bones. .
Facing such a master, you must learn to save your physical strength if necessary, and learn to concentrate your power on a small area and on the target.
...Well, occasionally, small parts such as street lamps, trash cans, and potted plants in the distance were shattered by the leaked spiritual force field. Even the people who were hiding thirty meters away from the battle began to scurry backwards. But at least the house didn't collapse. This can completely explain that psychics occasionally cannot control themselves during confrontations, but this is understandable.
This is just a matter of ability, not attitude or tactics.
In short, the destructive power, which is enough to demolish a space city, has already hit Gongsun Qing who is surrounded by a net.
Among them, the sharpest one is the dwarf in the gray cloak. If there was an expert present, he would be able to tell that what this person raised was obviously a glove, but what came out was a force field as sharp as a sword. His fatal attacks were hidden under the offensive launched by his companions, like fangs hidden in the wind and rain.
However, at this moment, Gongsun Qing had already revealed his face.
The arcs and flames seemed to be completely absorbed by her body. Her face was calm, her eyes were focused, and she waved the sword in her hand naturally, as if she was concentrating on drawing big characters. There was no ferocious reaction on her expression, and the violent wind formed by the sword seemed to be able to blow away the neurotoxins surrounding her.
In fact, she did it. Amidst the sudden sound of the sword, the air burned again. The red light turned into colorful changes in an instant, and finally formed a bright white color.
It was high temperature, as high as the sun shining brightly.
What's even scarier is that her sword has disappeared. Wherever the bright white halo shines, it seems that her sword light is there. The majestic and majestic scorching sword force rushed towards the face, making the surrounding judges feel as if the sun had locked their throats, and even their heart, lungs and trachea were burning. They felt unbearable suffocation, and the stormy ocean-like offensive dissipated like water mist under the blazing sun. But at this time, it was completely too late to be surprised and panicked.
"Bah!" That was the sound of a sharp sword piercing through a limb.
In the interweaving of different spiritual structures, this kind of sound is too common. But the screams that followed immediately brought everyone onlookers back to reality from their trance.
Everyone clearly saw red blood splashing out from the neck of the dwarf in gray cloak, but it was immediately evaporated by the high temperature.
This imperial executive judge who was like a poisonous snake immediately threw himself on the ground and died without even saying a word.
When his entire body fell completely forward and fell to the ground, his neck seemed to react belatedly and broke completely. As a result, the head still covered with a strange mask rolled out like a bowling ball that was out of control.
Immediately afterwards, the glove on his right hand crashed into the floor with a bang, like a big pendulum with a broken chain.
The visual inspection of this glove may weigh a thousand pounds, and it should be a very sharp alchemical weapon. But until this time, no one understood the significance of wearing this glove on his hand.
"No, no, no, this is not the battle of masters I know!" A smuggler who looked like he was addicted to interstellar martial arts dramas shouted dissatisfied from behind a trash can fifty meters away.
The telescope he used to observe has been shattered by the sword energy that came from nowhere, but even if the King of Heaven comes, he will say that this is different from the various wind, fire, thunder and lightning seen in the movie. The settings for three hundred rounds are just different.
The Wookiee smuggler immediately ran through the door holding his head. One of the arms of the dwarf in gray cloak had already been smashed into the trash can in front of him. It was the same hand used to drop the toxin bomb just now.
…So, what’s the point of dropping the bomb just now?
"You, you actually used psychic energy to evaporate the neurotoxin?" The judge in black trench coat holding an improved version of the mini-submachine gun and the impact crutch let out a low roar. His roar had the sonic effect of the vibration of the spirit spirit, but the fear in his tone was still hard to conceal, so the attack effect was naturally compromised.
The surrounding houses shook as if they were in a small earthquake, and the windows suddenly shattered to pieces. But, that's all.
Admittedly, even in fear, he actually yelled out the spirit spirit. This was actually a very admirable training achievement, but it was meaningless to his enemies.
Gongsun Qing endured all the sound waves at close range without any pain. The sword edge pierced the black windbreaker's mask without stopping, sank into his skull through his open mouth, and emerged from the back of his head.
At this time, the so-called formation was meaningless. The other two inquisitors were already panicking. They pressed the mechanism and spewed out a bunch of small steel balls.
As you can imagine, this small steel ball contains not only toxins, but also explosives.
The execution judges who are responsible for doing dirty work for the Dragon King have never been the type with strong martial ethics. When necessary, they have many ways to escape.
However, this little trick is probably only useful for opponents of the same level. When a war-mad psyker who was challenging the Saint began to explode with all his strength, everything was meaningless.
Idealistic psykers are very particular about momentum. When you completely lose your will to fight, even if you want to escape, it will be difficult to achieve success.
Blue edges flowed out of the high-temperature white light, and the temperature changed from blazing hot to extremely cold. The judges felt that their steps and even nerves were paralyzed, and they became stiff for a moment. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for her.
The sword edge that immediately brushed over swept over without stopping, and the sword energy extended to ten meters away, still as sharp as a solid object.
Then, there was a series of tearing sounds that sounded like tearing cloth.
Again, in the battle of psychics, this sound is too realistic, and it is also too shocking.
The torn corpses of the judges were scattered around the body of Miss Swordsman. Green smoke was rising from the broken parts of the limbs, exuding a fishy smell like rust. In addition, there is a bit of roasted aroma.
Indeed, the smell is not of paste but of burnt smell, indicating that the force is applied very evenly!
As a result, there were some unscrupulous races present and felt a little hungry.
Of course, after all, they are all outlaws in the world, and they must be smarter than the eagle talons of the empire. At least they themselves believe so, and no one will get into this bad luck. Therefore, until Gongsun Qing had sheathed his sword and stepped back into the gate where the power flag was hung, no one went to collect the corpse, and no one dared to touch even the zero element separated from it.
Then, there were really three cleaning robots shaped like drum washing machines, singing happy songs and swimming over.
They looked like they had received professional training. They sorted the zero elements, the leftover weapons and various equipment into different categories. Then they gathered the remaining broken arms together, put them into the backpacks, and then slid all the way to the The big boiler in the center of town.
The limbs of a psyker, even those that are dead, still have a lot of life force flowing through them, and they need to be broken down in the boiler for a while before being sent into the life-sustaining cycle.
In this way, more pure water and air can be produced. At least that's what the robots are programmed to believe.
As for the other robots, they also packed the weapons and equipment of the judges and entered the tavern where the jackass was flying the flag.
Until this time, the Star Sea Monster had only half loaded its Vulcan Cannon. He looked at the female swordsman who had walked through the door, sighed, stopped what he was doing, took out the wine glass with ice cubes in it, hesitated for a moment, and filled it with Bingkuoluo while holding his nose.
The boss who looked like an iron tower said: "Actually, those eagle claws are right. There is no need for you to take action, let alone reveal your identity. They are here for me."
"I know." Gongsun Qing nodded.
"They may not really suspect that they have come to my hotel. I guess it is just a traditional method. Invite local snakes to visit me, threaten them and win over them as dogs. The Dragon King especially likes to send out execution judges to invite black (meow) ), this is a show of force, hehe, it’s an old method, but it’s always useful,” said the boss of the Star Sea Monster.
"This is the first time I have heard of this." Gongsun Qing said in a matter-of-fact tone: "However, they were unlucky and happened to meet me passing by."
"...So, you really did it on purpose?"
Gongsun Qing continued to nod.
"Why?"
"In order to establish some determination for myself. The war has reached this level, and I have to make my position clear. Although I feel a little sorry for my great-uncle from the empire, he is actually a tough old man and should have time to find another heir. "Yes." Gongsun Qing paused and showed a solemn expression.
For example, when he fought against the Imperial Army Judge just now, he was really serious.
"In addition, I do have some friends who are planning to immigrate to Feimolai and need to find a stable settlement, preferably a place where they can build houses, factories and farm. I need your help!"