Chapter 245 Parallel Imported New Religion and Power
Dawo was stunned for a moment.
Hey. Should I fight Nandou?
Song Shi, the star figure of the Enlightenment, is also worth killing.
At this moment, Dawo wished he could say: "Do you dare to disobey me, who has two million fans on the Internet?"
But the man's reason firmly locked him.
Dawo knelt down without hesitation and opened his mouth to say something. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it was probably related to "begging for mercy".
But just before the man was about to speak, a scorching light suddenly lit up from in front of him, burning all the unspoken words into ashes!
Song Shi just raised his hand.
The rushing red-gold flames surged out instantly, coiled around the five fingers, and in less than half a second, the red-gold flowing flames were released, turning into a majestic wave of flames that rolled down on the man.
It's like the sun falling into the earth.
The flame tide rose, and the scorching heat wave swept away in all directions. Within a radius of a hundred meters, the thick layer of frost that had accumulated for countless years melted in an instant.
No, not "melting".
Under the terrifying psychic flames, these filthy, yellow-black layers of frost have clearly skipped the "melting" process and directly "sublimated" into gas!
The accumulated dirt was burned away as the frost sublimated, leaving only pure steam filling the sky.
——In the absence of normal temperature rise, the sewage after the frost layer melts will flow across the water.
With just a gesture, this blow burned away all the dirt nearby, letting the ice and frost fade away, turning it into an unprecedented, dry and refreshing pure land.
Then, the five fingers flipped.
Those arrogant and raging flames, under the unyielding will, all rushed to the right hand. Because they were too large and too fast, looking from a distance, they looked like a red-gold storm. The vortex is swallowing up all the flames and condensing them into the five fingers.
At this moment.
These five fingers were hitting me at a speed that seemed slow but impossible to avoid!
Will he die?
You will die!
Dawo's body was covered with chills. He no longer thought about begging for mercy and tried his best to activate his spiritual energy.
——Psychic Skills·【Return to the Flood】!
——Psychic Skill·[Compression]!
——Psychic Skill·[Solidity Granting]!
Huh.
Like a big whale suddenly swallowing a drink, the dense steam that originally rose and spilled into the air suddenly gathered together and converged in front of Da Wo. He opened his hand in a slightly stiff posture, touching the tips of his ten fingers.
Water flow.
A large amount of completely transparent water bursts out of thin air, and is instantly mixed with steam. It is continuously compressed and solidified, turning into an extremely flat and smooth "mirror" covering more than ten square meters.
Yes, "mirror".
Under the power of spiritual energy, the water is still flowing, but it is as if it is solid. All ripples on the surface are smoothed out, giving it a cold and hard color like glass.
Then, Dawo watched helplessly.
This defensive method that once withstood the hail of bullets to cover its withdrawal from a company's fighting area, even before it was completely touched, the "mirror" surface suddenly began to boil, and the original smoothness disappeared in an instant. ——
The next moment, when the five fingers really fell, they burned through the "mirror" easily.
Due to the terrifying burning sensation that hit his face, Dawo closed his eyes and acted like he was waiting to die.
"—Okay, stop pretending."
The second before the man was about to be burned, Song Shi calmly turned his right hand and pinched his fingers at will.
With his movements, the terrifying scorching heat that had just swept over the surroundings suddenly faded away, like an hallucination.
The last ray of flame dissipated between the fingers.
"You know I won't really kill you, so why do you act funny and try to please people so that you can beg for mercy?"
"Aha." Can't tell if it's the high temperature. As a result, he was still too nervous. When Dawo opened his eyes, his face was covered with sweat: "What about that?" You'll be fine if you have the second level of psychic self-protection, so you won't die directly, but if the other party comes to you with a few lawsuits, you won't be able to survive, and you will suffer a lot of blood."
"So the person you are looking for is specially selected, and usually both parties have to communicate in advance and decide on a rough script. Since you dare to come to me after recognizing me, you must have evaluated me based on my personality profile. Risk, thinking that I won’t kill you, just came out.”
Seeing that the other party casually stated all his thoughts, Dawo broke into cold sweat and forced a forced smile: "Yes, what I thought is similar to what you said. But to be honest, who can really trust personality portraits?" Evaluation and analysis? I really came to you with the idea of taking risks."
"Then I have to praise your courage, or that you are not afraid of death?" Song Shi tilted his head.
"How should I put it, in our industry, if you are not alive, it is really no different from the dead, it is a slow death."
Dawo smiled bitterly and sighed: " Who will care about you if you are dead? If we want to have a good life, we must put our life back.”
“That’s okay if you are very dedicated.” Song Shi was noncommittal: "Guess the reason why I took action?" "Uh-huh."
Mentioning this, Dawo's cold sweat began to flow down again. He considered his words and said cautiously: "Then it's my fault for following you."
Of course he knew the reason.
Being inexplicably noticed and followed along the street would make even an ordinary person angry, let alone a psyker with an opposing stance! If the other party didn't directly kill me just now, then it's just because he didn't lick the company's ass fiercely in the past to accumulate reputation!
As Dawo spoke, he continued to observe the other person’s expression.
He thought about it again and again, and finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth and said: "What? If you are still not satisfied? I know I am used to fighting! In this way, I am willing to fight with you, just hoping that you will be a little more helpful. "Leave one"
His voice gradually became quieter.
Song Shi was silent for a moment.
"...you?"
He looked at the man in front of him, and his tone became weird: "Come on, you are a parallel import who was just fed by water, just change it to something more normal. When the second round comes, you can’t stop it. Okay, stop saying such inexplicable things.”
——[Dayuan] The road, the pinnacle of the second ring.
But the moment the two parties met, Song Shi had already recognized the truth.
This "Da Wo" is the most typical [Era of Dust Contract] psyker.
Cultivate a large number of believers who believe in themselves, purify and refine the latent spiritual energy of the latter, and turn them into their own power. This "convenient" path to power improvement was born thousands of years ago, and its most common form of existence is religion.
And now.
As a giant enterprise in advertising media, entertainment social networking, news and digital content production, [Dust Contract Generation] controls a large number of virtual idols, artists, digital companions, well-known IP and other content. On this basis, they use big data analysis, user Portraits, emotions and mental guidance and control are used to cater to fans and create many "new religions".
The most common "new religion" is the fan group.
——Regard [fans] as [believers], and you can also follow this path of improvement!
[The Dust Contract Generation] has invested a lot in this path and has conducted quite in-depth research. A large number of related papers are published every year. It can be said that this is one of the fundamentals for their survival.
Obviously, as a big blogger under his jurisdiction, "Dawo" has been given open access to teach relevant rituals and application methods.
The effect is certainly gratifying. With two million fans on the Internet, "Dawo" has suddenly raised his psychic abilities to the peak of the second ring in the past few years, which is quite intimidating.
——The shortcomings are also obvious.
Weak.
Even the gods and Buddhas in ancient times, these high-ranking psychics who had real achievements in spiritual energy, would all worry about how to purify the latent spiritual energy of believers as much as possible and turn it completely into their own power. They were afraid of too much spiritual energy. Wishful to be entangled.
But "Dawo" is completely different.
He doesn't think about the consequences or refinement at all. He mainly treats his fans as family members, sucks them in hard, and doesn't reject anyone who comes. This spiritual energy at the peak of the second ring is indeed of sufficient magnitude, but its purity is ridiculously low, mixed with a lot of messy things.
In addition, he himself has no interest in fighting. When encountering situations where fighting is needed, he hangs his consciousness in the background and hands his body over to the tactical chip provided by the [Dust Contract Generation] in his skull. He only relies on the tactical chip inside to advance the battle. Several sets of preset combat strategies can be used back and forth.
Superimpose the two.
When it comes to real combat power, the "Big Wo" in front of him can't compare with himself, not even Dennis, the senior executive officer who drove an exoskeleton armor in Palotheri. It must be an opponent.
This second level of spiritual power is at the peak of its power, and it can survive on the street to show off its evil deeds.
Whenever you encounter an expert, or even without an expert, as long as there is an ordinary third-level unit with a qualified combat quality, Dawo can be put into a difficult battle.
It’s just that [Era of Dust Contract] doesn’t care.
The power they give to the former is indeed not strong.
You can also protect yourself.
And self-protection is enough.
For the mortal generation, for the corporate principles they live by.
The value of a big blogger with two million fans is much higher than that of a second-level psyker.
Strength represents power.
Excessive power...
It will make people disobedient.
(End of this chapter)