PFC Chapter 300 Trash!
Chapter 300 Trash!
The fourth seat carefully looked at the seven figures in front of him, and his eyes became suspicious in an instant.
His eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to see through the truth behind these figures.
After a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sarcasm and pride in it.
"Hahaha! No! This isn't the real [Psychic Team],
This is just an illusion created by a psychic team in a dream, using the forbidden ruins of 'I Dream'!"
There was an unconcealable excitement in his voice, as if he had just discovered a huge secret.
He continued:
"I was almost fooled by you, old fellow. A mere illusion, yet possessing immense power.
Is this your trump card?
Wu Tongxuan!"
There was disdain and contempt in his tone, as if he was mocking Wu Laogou's powerlessness.
After hearing the words of the fourth seat, the sixth seat also came back to his senses from his initial shock.
A smile also appeared on his face, with a hint of relief and ease in it.
“I originally thought you were going to defy fate, but I didn’t expect Wu Tongxuan to be so anticlimactic!
That's all!"
There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as if to say that Wu Laogou's methods were nothing special.
Facing the two people's ridicule, Wu Laogou frowned slightly, then frowned and snorted coldly:
"Humph! Even if it's just the illusion of the Psychic Team, it's enough to crush you rats!"
There was an unquestionable authority in his voice, as if declaring his determination.
Then, Wu Laogou's expression became sad. He glanced at the phantoms of the seven psychic teams, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Everyone! Please help me destroy the enemy!!!"
Following Wu Laogou's call, the seven silver pillars were instantly activated, as if awakened by some powerful force.
The silver lightning sparks that were originally flashing on the surface of the giant pillar suddenly became violent. They were like trapped beasts, making deafening roars, as if they were going to tear the whole world apart.
These thunders were no longer just flashes of light, but had transformed into substantial torrents of energy, surging out from the surface of the giant pillars, carrying with them endless pressure and aura of destruction.
At the same time, the seven giant pillars began to move.
They seemed to have life, rising up with the wind, and their huge bodies drew silver trails in the air.
The giant pillar moved extremely fast, with an unstoppable momentum, and instantly surrounded the fourth and sixth seats.
The arrangement of the giant pillars seemed to be carefully designed, their positions and angles perfectly combined to form a huge prison, trapping the two [believers] inside.
The walls of the prison are made up of giant silver pillars, and thunder energy continuously flows between the pillars, forming a dense energy grid.
These grids acted like the bars of a cage, tightly binding the fourth and sixth seats, preventing them from escaping.
The roar of thunder echoed in the prison, as if warning the two [believers] that they were in a desperate situation.
Then, the figure on the silver pillar slowly moved.
Their black cloaks fluttered in the strong wind, as if being pulled by an invisible force and fluttering in the wind.
The edge of the cloak was lifted by the wind, revealing the battle suit underneath that was shining with silver light. It echoed with the thunder on the giant pillar and looked particularly majestic.
Although the movements of these figures are mechanical and cold, each one reveals a power that should not be underestimated.
A divine light suddenly flashed in their eyes, which had originally been cold and mechanical, as if they were awakened by some powerful will.
At this moment, they are no longer simple phantoms, but beings endowed with power.
Some figures raised their hands high, and silver lightning condensed in their palms. These lightnings were like tamed beasts, flashing dazzling light in their palms.
As they urged it, the thunder turned into violent thunders, and with deafening roars, it instantly smashed towards the fourth and sixth seats.
The power of the thunder was so great that every time it fell, it seemed to tear the earth apart, and the surrounding air was shaken slightly.
Other figures opened their arms as if embracing the entire sky.
Their movements revealed a power that controlled nature, and the strong winds instantly gathered around them, forming a series of swirling storms.
These storms were like sharp blades, carrying endless destructive power, and instantly smashed towards the two [believers].
Amidst the lightning and thunder, dazzling lightning flashed in the center of the storm, as if the wrath of nature was perfectly controlled by them.
The two believers were trapped in the prison and could not easily avoid these attacks.
The power of thunder and storm surged like a tide, and every impact made them feel oppressive.
Their bodies trembled slightly under the impact of the thunder and storm, as if they would be torn to pieces at any time.
However, just when the attacks of thunder and storm were about to overwhelm the fourth and sixth seats, a cunning light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the sixth seat of [Believer].
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile, as if the predicament just now was just a disguise.
There was an undisguised smugness and sarcasm in his voice:
"Hahaha! Wu Tongxuan, do you really think that we would come over and kill you without any preparation based on the information we know about you?"
The voice of the Sixth Seat was particularly clear in the wind and lightning, like a horn in the storm.
He leaned forward slightly and stepped out, his movements revealing a confidence that should not be underestimated.
He slowly stretched out his right hand, lightly pointed his index finger, and pointed the fingertip at the void in front of him.
"【Psychic Counterattack】!!!"
The sixth seat's voice was deep and powerful, as if he was casting some powerful spell.
As his voice fell, an invisible force surged out from his fingertips, instantly impacting the surrounding dream space.
Suddenly, with his finger as the center, the void of the dream began to shatter into pieces.
These shattered spaces were like broken mirrors, making crackling sounds and spreading rapidly around.
The strong wind and lightning lost the source of their power in an instant, as if they were pinched off by invisible hands, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Even the seven silver pillars and the phantoms of the [Psychic Team] were transformed into nothingness and completely dissipated under the impact of this force.
The boundless ocean, which was originally turbulent, now became as calm as a mirror, as if it had never existed.
The blood-red sun flickered with a strange light in the sky, but under the power of [Mental Counterattack], it instantly shattered into countless fragments, turned into pieces of light, and dissipated into the void.
The entire dream collapsed in an instant at this moment, as if it had never existed.
As the dream collapsed, everyone's consciousness instantly returned to reality.
They found themselves still standing in the same location in the activity area of the fasting prison, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.
A smug smile appeared on the face of the sixth seat, and there was a hint of cunning and excitement in his eyes.
He raised his head slightly and glanced at Wu Laogou, as if declaring his victory.
There was an unconcealable pride in his voice:
"Hahaha! Your 'I Dream' Forbidden Ruins may be powerful and strange, but it's like a mouse meeting a cat in front of my Forbidden Ruins 059 [Psychic Counterattack]!"
There was absolute confidence in his tone, as if the collapse of the dream just now was just part of his plan.
He continued:
"My ability naturally restrains the spiritual forbidden ruins below the forbidden ruins sequence."
His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry an unquestionable majesty.
There was a hint of contempt in his eyes, as if he was mocking Wu Laogou's powerlessness.
However, Wu Laogou's expression did not change drastically because of the words of the sixth seat.
There was no panic in his eyes, instead he looked extremely calm.
He leaned back slightly, with his hands behind his back, as if everything that had just happened was within his expectations.
A faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was enjoying a wonderful performance.
Old Dog Wu let out a breath, which seemed to carry a sense of relief and ease.
His voice was low and calm, and every word was filled with unfathomable meaning:
"Things in this world are really hard to explain. But, do you really think that this is the ability of my Forbidden Ruins?"
There was a deep glint in his eyes, as if hinting at something.
His eyes swept over the sixth seat again, revealing a majesty that should not be underestimated:
"You may think you have the situation under control, but the real battle has just begun."
"Who said [My Dream] is my forbidden ruins?"
Hearing what Wu Laogou said, the expressions of the fourth and sixth seats were stunned for a moment. Their originally confident smiles suddenly froze at this moment, as if frozen by an invisible force.
The two looked at each other, and there was a hint of disbelief and uneasiness in their eyes.
The fourth seat frowned slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
The sixth seat gritted his teeth slightly. His smile had completely disappeared, replaced by a serious and nervous expression.
They realized that they might have underestimated Wu Laogou's strength.
At the same time, Wu Laogou was standing not far away, and his figure looked particularly calm.
He was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, a simple outfit that looked exceptionally different on him.
His bare feet stepped on the cold ground, but he didn't feel any discomfort, as if his body had adapted to it all.
He put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and his eyes revealed a majesty that should not be underestimated.
His movements seemed exceptionally steady, and every step seemed to carry an invisible force.
His eyes swept across the fourth and sixth seats, revealing an unfathomable meaning.
There was a hint of confidence in his eyes, as if he had already taken control of the situation.
He walked slowly towards Zhang Yun, each step seemed particularly steady.
Coming to Zhang Yun, Wu Laogou glanced at Zhang Yun's face and nodded slightly.
His movements were light and slow, as if he were performing some important ritual.
Then he stretched out a slightly rough hand and gently placed it on Zhang Yun's shoulder.
A hint of concentration flashed in his eyes, as if he was sensing something through this action.
However, just as his hand touched Zhang Yun's shoulder, Wu Laogou's body suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes instantly became shocked, even a little unbelievable.
His movements stiffened instantly, as if he was struck by some invisible force.
His body leaned back slightly, and he almost lost his balance, and his waist was almost sprained.
His face showed an expression of extreme shock, as if the person he had just touched was not a person, but an existence that he could not understand at all.
He looked at Zhang Yun in disbelief, with a hint of panic and confusion in his eyes.
His mouth opened slightly and he stammered:
"Zhang Yun, you kid, something is wrong, something is really wrong!