But she had already rushed too far forward, with her body less than half a meter away from Carl. Helplessly, she could only barely raise her hand to stop him.

However, her psychic power quickly responded to her consciousness and built a simple psychic protection on her body.

At the same moment when the psychic power rose, Carl's fist also hit the psychic.

In addition to the direct impact force, the vibration damage caused by the Thunder Fist is also transmitted to the psychic warlock as the two sides come into contact.

Her internal organs received a strong impact as a result. Her throat felt sweet and she vomited out a mouthful of sticky dark red blood.

This was the body's instinctive behavior, and the psionicist was controlled for a moment.

'Good opportunity!'

With a secret compliment in his mind, Carl immediately activated the characteristics of Action Tide and Multiple Attacks, trying to give the opponent another "Ola Ola".

Carl swung his fist quickly and fiercely, but he had no real feeling of hitting the object.

Looking closely, the figure had quickly disappeared.

Illusion!

Carl's heart tightened, and he quickly looked up while the tidal wave of movement had not yet ended.

In the distance, a figure was running towards Iris.

"careful!"

While giving the reminder, Carl quickly activated the flash ability of the Valkyries.

Hope and others standing next to Iris have also discovered the psychic who tried to assassinate Iris.

“Frenzy!”

Seeing the psychic approaching, Hope roared out in anger from his chest.

Her figure suddenly grew taller, her strong and well-proportioned arms blocked Iris's body, and her whole body expanded rapidly like a balloon.

This greatly enhanced Hope's reaction speed and physical strength. Although she looked a little clumsy, she seized the opportunity and her free right hand fell straight down.

"boom!"

Everyone only felt the earth tremble, and the psychic was pressed in Hope's palm like slapping a fly.

Carl appeared and was about to do something, but as energy lit up around the psychic, her figure disappeared in an instant.

"It's teleportation! In such an emergency, she can't get far."

Realizing that both herself and Carl might be targets of the Rose Cult, Iris stopped hiding her abilities and immediately used her psychic powers to drag herself into the air.

Carl had seen this move on the Mind Flayer before and was still very envious of it.

Because this move is equivalent to having a levitation or even flying skill that does not require a spell slot. If it is combined with the nitrogen jet of his power armor, he will have the ability to stay in the air for a long time and the flying speed.

After a brief moment of envy, Carl knew that now was not the time to fantasize, so he grabbed Iris and activated the power armor's flying technique to help her accelerate.

"Where did she go?"

With the acceleration of the nitrogen jet, the two of them suddenly came to a position almost level with Hope's head.

The three of them looked in different directions, trying to find the drow psionicist who dared to attack them.

"Over there!"

Suddenly, Iris stretched out her finger and pointed out the enemy's trace.

Looking in the direction of her finger, Carl and Hope saw a blurry figure flashing quickly with the help of psychic power.

Carl and Hope looked at each other, knowing that the other was trying to perform long-distance teleportation.

Carl let go of Iris's hand, stopped the nitrogen spray, and fell on Hope's shoulder.

I was about to speak, but Hope had already turned his head.

After living together for a long time, their many ideas have become consistent. They smiled at each other, and Carl tried to curl up his body and hug himself into a ball.

Hope simply grabbed Carl and threw him out with a swing of his arm.

The barbarian's throwing technique was quite reliable. After a short rotation, Carl stretched his body and regained his sense of direction.

The rock where the psychic was hiding quickly enlarged in his sight. Carl chanted a spell, trying to give the psychic a hard blow the moment he passed the cover.

Soon, the spell ended, and a fireball grew rapidly at Carl's fingertips.

At the same time, his body had already crossed the rocks that served as a cover.

Carl still remembered the experience of having his spell interrupted by a trick not long ago, so he was well prepared this time and the fireball was launched as soon as he crossed the position.

But at this moment, Carl noticed from the corner of his eye that the area beneath him was a little different.

But before he could observe, a huge black octopus tentacle suddenly jumped out from below.

With a "bang", Carl was knocked out.

Without any hesitation, Carl immediately summoned his Skyfire Optimus Prime mecha.

But before he could catch his breath, countless octopus tentacles had already wrapped around his body from under him.

"Aifa Black Tentacles, a fourth-level spell of the School of Conjuration, creates pitch-black tentacles in an area that can bind and attack enemies that enter, but enemies can break free with speed and strength..."

The corresponding knowledge flashed through his mind quickly, and Carl immediately controlled the mecha to stand up from the ground.

The giant mecha has few rivals in terms of strength for the time being, and those dark octopus tentacles were torn into pieces almost in a single breath.

The spell collapsed and the octopus tentacles retracted into the void.

But when Carl looked at the place again, he found that the psychic was gone.

Only some blood and charred fragments of clothing were left at the scene.

Without leaving the mecha immediately, Carl directly used his infusion ability to project a detection wand and cast detection magic in the surroundings.

The distribution of magic power within 30 feet immediately appeared in front of Carl, but the figure of the psychic did not appear. It seemed that the other party did not cast invisibility magic, but really escaped.

A few minutes later, Hope and the others finally arrived.

"Sorry, Carl, I can't be of much help."

Seeing the situation at the scene, Bane immediately guessed that the enemy had escaped.

After reflecting on his lax state during this period, he sincerely reviewed his dereliction of duty with Carl.

"No! We've all been a little too lax during this period. It's not your fault. Just be careful next time."

One can imagine how Carl felt after being hit head-on by a psychic.

During this period of time, he relied on his constructs to kill everyone, but he didn't expect to encounter a heavy blow today.

Fortunately, the level of the psychic was not too high and he did not cause any damage to Carl and his team. Otherwise, Carl would have regretted it to death.

(End of this chapter)