Chapter 1749 I’m searching, the dragon boat is destined for me
At this time, the killing on the high-energy alien battlefield has entered a fever pitch.
The dimensional collision ball turned into an invisible blade, tearing apart the body of the titanium dragon. The dragon's blood, which was close to low temperature, spilled into the starry sky, and then froze into frost. Marquis Trono's roar and ferocious sword power came immediately. Yu Lian, who had lost his room to dodge, was not prepared to use his ether body to make himself insubstantial - facing such a master, playing such a little trick would only make him lose his temper. Take the initiative. For psykers who have reached the saint stage, even if they are pure martial arts types, each punch and sword has the meaning of concepts and laws. There is always the possibility of striking elements, spiritual bodies and even quantum states.
Therefore, Yu Lian just twisted his body and let the sword edge calmly, allowing his back to bear the impact of the sword spine.
He knew the Marquis of Trono's style very well. After the enemy dodged the sword attack, he would definitely counterattack and turn the attack into a collision.
As a result, Yu Lian naturally used this powerful force to collide and soar into the sky on the spot.
He did feel a pain that almost caused his internal organs to be displaced, but such a small injury was not painful or itchy to him at all, and it did not even delay him from inducing other spiritual lights.
When that endless glow enveloped the outline of his body, his entire body had turned into an energy shell with astonishing destructive power.
This is a "soul burial ceremony" specially used to deal with large-scale phantom beasts. It is used to deal with serious creatures in the main material world. It can only be regarded as a half-professional counterpart.
Moreover, this is only half of the psychic skills released.
Yu Lian's body was also wrapped with a string of flickering chains made of shimmering light. Their power penetrated into Yu Lian's deep spiritual source through the cells, turning into an obstacle to the circulation of spiritual veins in the body.
This is of course the work of Duke Garibian. It was as if she was constantly building dams in Yu Lian's waterways that looked like rivers, lakes and seas. If it had been someone else, she would have been transformed into a paralyzed cripple by these control techniques.
However, with the addition of the circulation of spiritual veins, the flow of spiritual energy in the sea of consciousness, like a surging flood, always washes away these obstacles, allowing him to always interfere with reality with his will.
Yu Lian was indeed affected. He might have to use more than three times his previous physical strength to achieve the same effect, but this was enough for fighting.
In Duke Garibian's eyes, he was like a hunter trying to catch a beast with a chain. Even if the chain was already attached, he would be exhausted by the beast's hard struggle. What's more important is that even so, I still can't restrict the other party's actions, or even stop him from hunting.
In her horrified eyes, the aura transformed by Yu Lian just pulled on her "Heavenly Lock" and sank into Qiongminglong's body. Although Qiongminglong looks like a super large ray, the strength of its scales and muscles is comparable to the most stable battleship armor alloy. Coupled with psionic mystical skills, its defensive power can be imagined. .
But even so, it still couldn't prevent the giant dragon from suffering such an almost fatal injury. His body was really like fragile and soft fish flesh being pierced by a sharp knife.
"What kind of monster are we fighting?" Garibian felt a splitting headache, and the memory of the "Alien Slaughter Project" was attacking him again.
Of course, she didn't really think that the "Dragon of Dawn" tactics were against common sense, but she just felt that compared to herself who had been hiding as a support player and controlling kites, this earthling was actually more like an astral knight. The chief of the regiment.
...even more suitable than Giafel and Shameen.
The leader of the group couldn't help but shudder, always feeling that she was being targeted by the members of the Knights. She knew her thoughts were crazy, but she couldn't control herself.
Compared to Duke Garibian's depression, Yu Lian's mood was already high.
When he got into Qiongminglong's belly, he instantly felt the pain and despair of this giant beast. This astral fantasy beast called a "dragon" has intelligence equivalent to that of a human child over ten years old. Of course, it can express emotions very clearly.
Of course, this kind of mental pollution cannot affect Yu Lian in the slightest.
He has cut down too many people and animals, and almost every time he will have similar feelings. Facts have proved that no matter how high-pitched the words are, people who can die generously are only a minority among the minority. This is actually the nature of animals.
As for Yu Lian himself, he has long been trained to the point where his heart is as solid as stone, at least when it comes to killing people.
His body sank fiercely into the huge body of Qiongming Dragon. The "magical resistance characteristics" naturally possessed by the fantasy beast's flesh and scales formed some kind of barrier at this time.
As a result, the chains of light that had been tied to him began to dissipate.
He suddenly felt as if all the weight had been released, and his whole body, from his waist to his limbs to his mind and muscles, was completely stiff.
More importantly, he felt that his fighting spirit had been ignited, and he would definitely be able to fight against all kinds of monsters and monsters for another three thousand rounds. The emotion that had just fallen into complete silence was thrown behind him along with the heavy burden of being abandoned.
However, Yu Lian still decided to give this woman a thumbs up. Her control skills are so sharp that they can affect her own emotions, which of course can also affect her state of mind, her response to the enemy, and even her will to fight.
For idealistic idiots like psykers, this kind of debuff is much more terrifying than poisoning and burning the body.
Yu Lian felt that although he was in a one-on-three situation, the most dangerous one was still Duke Garibian. He could not deny this just because he was hiding far away and flying a kite like a dog.
...Hey, we are lesbians after all. We cannot expect all ladies to be like Feifei and Brynn. And to be fair, people who dare to overcome all fears and be positive are also rare among men.
It's very heroic to be able to fly a kite so close to the battlefield. However, we all know that the role of psychic energy is relative. If the mental control technique is broken, the psyker will suffer considerable feedback.
Sure enough, judging from his own perception, Duke Garibian's soul fire seemed to tremble once, and he retreated in embarrassment.
At this time, he had penetrated half of Qiongminglong's abdominal cavity, torn apart most of his organs, and revealed them from the other side of the latter's body.
Then, the first thing he faced was of course the head-on attack from Admiral Misaro.
Even though his mount was severely damaged, this old friend with a strong man's hair remained stable. Purely from a state of mind, Admiral Misaro, who was born into a family of ordinary citizens, is indeed above the two great nobles.
"Everything you have now is the result of your hard work, not a favor from anyone! Admiral, how can a man live in depression for a long time?"
"I am a Tiruluo! How can I repay His Majesty the Emperor's kindness? Evil heretics, don't mess with my Taoist heart!"
The two of them finished the exchange of words in an instant, followed by a confrontation of spiritual power.
He has now gotten rid of Duke Garibian's control over him once and for all, and has also broken through the blood sea vortex built by Admiral Misaro. The turbulent storm surged out from the core of the whirlpool, but it no longer hurt Yu Lian.
The powerful forces from the two saints collided together, like two cannonballs colliding.
The force field depression formed by the blood mist was invaded by the colorless spiritual light, like a collision between two worlds. However, the barriers between these different worlds are no longer visible.
Yu Lian's light blade squeezed into this mass of blood, and he had hundreds of confrontations with the opponent in the shortest time.
After a fierce confrontation that ended in less than half a second, Admiral Misaro was already at a disadvantage. The golden light blade had already left wounds on the opponent's body. However, the attack that would be fatal to other psykers did not seem to affect the enemy, as if it was a superficial wound.
However, before Yu Lian's energy blade tore his throat open, the edge came again. Colorless light, like sparkling water ripples, slid across the starry sky and shone on Yu Lian and Admiral Misaro who were fighting at the same time.
That is the destruction of concepts behind one's own self.
It was as if hundreds of millions of years had suddenly passed on Yu Lian's heraldic machine. The armor, machinery, life support equipment, communications and even the mystical units all began to weather.
But Duke Misaro was just around the corner, and his wounds were healing. Not only the wounds on his body, but even the gaps on the heraldic machine began to close.
Of course, this is still the support from Duke Garibian. She suffered a mental backlash, but she recovered in the shortest time, and also sent out conceptual-level magical powers in the shortest time.
"You are such a good assistant! I can't say whether you are a qualified knight leader, but you must be a master-level assistant." Yu Lian even started to comment.
At this time, the other party's erosion had already affected his body, and the above words were the best words Yu Lian could say before all his communication units were destroyed.
Yu Lian resisted Duke Garibian's magical power, and still showed no intention of dodging in the direction of the attack. He swung the light spear accurately, exerted force with both hands simultaneously, and stirred up Admiral Misaro's red blade without any deviation.
As a result, the blood-red vortex collapsed completely.
Admiral Misaro just felt extremely shocked. He always felt that all his attacks and defenses seemed to be predicted by the opponent. He was not fighting against a formidable enemy at all, but clearly fighting against his own martial arts coach.
He had indeed heard rumors that the "Dragon of Dawn" had carefully studied all the war martial arts of the Empire's Astral Knights and Stormtroopers, and was familiar with all the breaking and breaking moves. He even has deep knowledge of the secrets of the royal family and major families.
Compared to the Alliance's Princess Rainbow Rose, this dangerous evil dragon is the real "Martial Arts Index".
The rumors are true! In other words, the reality is much sharper than the rumors.
If it weren't for the leader of the group at the top of the Seventh Ring to assist me, I might have died several times, right?
This time too.
The golden energy light blade, which was like the condensation of the blazing sun, broke through his own sword at an incomprehensible and mysterious angle, and pointed at his throat again.
But at this time, a palm that seemed to be made of transparent glass suddenly appeared, holding down the sharp edge of the atomic light spear as if cutting a white blade with bare hands.
The time it takes for the energy blade of the atomic light spear to tear through the battleship's armor is no more difficult than burning butter, but now, it seems like it has fallen into the fist of a ball of cotton, unable to advance all of a sudden.
Along with the huge impact, it also dissipated into the transparent palm, like light falling into water, sparkling and clear, with a halo of light flickering, but it did lose the sharpness it should have.
"You have countless glorious records of winning with less. Your courage, your will, and your skills are all admirable. But this time, you can't win." Admiral Misaro said.
"Dragon ship, that cruise ship, I feel that it is destined to be with me. Is she okay?" Yu Lian smiled and responded like this.