"Now, witness the true awakening of superpowers!" Han supporter roared, like a madman.
The bronze compass in his hand seemed to have life, shaking wildly and making a low buzzing sound.
The compass needle was firmly locked on the coordinates of the Governor's Palace, emitting an eerie green light.
With the insertion of the compass, the collapsing supernatural cloud suddenly stopped shrinking, and twelve dazzling blue light beams, like twelve sharp swords, burst out from the center of the cloud and pierced the sky.
"My body... is evolving!" Xing Kuang let out a painful roar, and his body began to swell violently. Dense green blood vessels appeared on the surface of his skin, wriggling on his body like twisted earthworms.
A violent energy gushed out from his body, blowing away all the surrounding gravel and dust.
Xing Kuang's multiple superpowers were completely out of control at this moment!
Fire, ice, lightning...all kinds of elemental forces intertwined in his body, forming a terrifying energy vortex that seemed to tear everything apart!
Chen Yao's face suddenly turned pale, and the crystal core on her chest emitted a dazzling white light, which produced a strange resonance with the Yin Shang pattern controlled by Han's supporter.
"Don't let him complete the star map!" Chen Yao suddenly shouted, her voice hoarse and with a hint of despair.
She could feel that an ancient and evil power was awakening.
Mou Xuan's heart was shocked, and he immediately activated his 0.5 second time ability.
During the brief pause, he saw a scene that horrified him: the eyes of all the psychics, including Xing Kuang, became empty and numb, as if they were puppets who had lost their souls.
Their bodies were controlled by an invisible force and moved slowly in the same direction - the Governor's Palace.
"Oh no! They have all become puppets of the Governor's Office!" Mou Xuan thought to himself.
He knew that Wu Yinyang's plan was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Just then, a figure stumbled over.
It’s Zhang the Cripple!
He was covered in blood and one of his legs was broken, but he still held tightly to an old M1 Garand rifle.
"The old man's vital point is... his right eye!" Zhang Guizi used up his last bit of strength and threw the old gun in his hand towards Mou Xuan.
Before he could finish his words, he was fiercely blown away by the tornado summoned by Xing Kuang and disappeared in the dust.
The old gun drew a strange arc in the air, and a string of Shang Dynasty runes appeared on the gun, emitting a faint golden light.
Mou Xuan caught the old gun in his hand. The heavy touch made his heart sink.
He glanced at the direction where Zhang Guizi disappeared.
"Zhang the Cripple..." Mou Xuan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.
He held the old gun tightly in his hand, with only one thought in his mind: revenge for Zhang the Cripple!
He looked up at the Korean supporter, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.
"Your death...is coming."
The Korean supporter saw twelve blue beams of light shooting up into the sky, and a crazy arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He seemed to have seen the end of the world coming and the glorious scene of himself becoming the master of the new world.
"Hahaha! Did you see that? This is the real power! This is..." Before he could fully release his wild laughter, his vision suddenly blurred.
Mou Xuan moved!
In the 0.7 second time pause, Mou Xuan appeared in front of the Korean supporters like a ghost.
He did not use any weapons, but directly snatched the bronze compass from Han's supporter's hand and stabbed it with his backhand!
“Puff!”
The sharp edge of the compass mercilessly pierced Han Zhiyuan's heart.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ancient lines on the compass red.
Time resumed its flow.
The ecstasy on the faces of Han's supporters froze in an instant, replaced by endless astonishment and disbelief.
He looked down at the bronze color shining through his chest, and a "ho ho" sound came from his throat, like a duck with its throat strangled.
"You...you..." He wanted to say something, but the blood that was surging up blocked his throat. In the end, he could only fall down weakly, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.
Mou Xuan succeeded in one strike without stopping at all.
He pulled the compass out of the Korean supporter's body, and blood gushed out again.
"Chen Yao! Go on!"
He roared and threw the compass in the direction of Chen Yao.
The compass drew a blood-red track in the air, carrying a strong smell of blood.
Chen Yao was already ready.
She caught the compass, and the energy in the crystal core exploded instantly, pouring into the compass like a flood breaking through a dam.
The Yin and Shang Dynasty patterns on the compass seemed to be activated, emitting an even brighter light.
"Quick! Use his blood to reopen the star map seal!" Chen Yao's voice was trembling slightly, but extremely firm.
She knew this was their only chance.
She held the compass in her hand and pressed it to the ground without hesitation.
The star pattern on the ground seemed to be sensed and began to emit a low buzzing sound.
Rays of light lit up from the lines, spreading out like blood vessels, and finally converging on the compass.
The entire space began to tremble violently, as if some sleeping giant beast was about to wake up.
“Crack!”
A crisp sound was heard.
The star map patterns on the ground began to break into pieces like a broken mirror.
As the star map collapsed, the emptiness and numbness in the eyes of those psychics who were originally controlled gradually disappeared, and were replaced by confusion and fear.
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