Chapter 120 Thunder Lord’s Demon-Slaying Array!

Zheng Shiduo was a little confused when he heard Wang Jixuan’s words.

He was a C-level psionicist;

Although he could be considered to have ‘C+’ or even ‘C++’ level combat power, it would be difficult enough for him to deal with a B-level psionicist, let alone pick on an easy target among B-level psionicists.

What exactly is an S-class rating?

That’s a powerful being who could crush little C with a single finger!

but……

Hey, so what if he’s dead? Brother Wang has already spoken, can he refuse?

“Okay! No problem!” Zheng Shiduo nodded immediately. “Just tell me, how do we do it?”

Wang Jixuan instructed, “Go get a car first, preferably one that can turn invisible.”

Ling Tong immediately responded: “Just add a holographic device to an ordinary armored vehicle, I’ll get it done.”

“Yes, as soon as possible, just get a simple desert vehicle,” Wang Jixuan said simply. “We still have many steps to take.”

Five minutes.

Ling Tong turned her head and started running, her ponytail bouncing.

Zheng Shiduo looked at Mudan, who was wearing ordinary armor, and exclaimed in admiration:

“These two suits of armor are really cool! The war zone absolutely refuses to equip us psionicists with them! Otherwise, our combat power would definitely be stronger! King, cough, bro, is this your new little brother?”

Peony clasped her hands together, bowed slightly, and spoke in a sweet, delicate voice:

“Hello, Mr. Pervert, I am Peony, the commander’s loyal wingman.”

Zheng Shiduo’s face darkened: “Girl, can you please stop giving me nicknames? I have enough nicknames already.”

“Okay, Mr. Zheng Shiduo, you’re all relaxed.”

“I have a feeling you’re mocking me…”

Wang Jixuan frowned and said, “When it comes to serious business, everyone should be more serious.”

Peony immediately entered a meticulous battle state.

Ling Tong drove up in a convertible SUV, with two soldiers in hazmat suits installing a holographic camouflage device. It took them quite a while to achieve the effect Wang Jixuan wanted.

They quietly left the camp and drove straight into the depths of the Sari Desert.

…

Grandma Dragonfly was extremely annoyed at the moment.

She has a lot of worries right now.

Because of the continuous deployment without effective supplies, her wine was almost gone, and now she could only survive on half a bottle of wine, which brought her suffering to the extreme.

Furthermore, during her trial organized by the D5 war zone, Mane Bear publicly confessed to her crimes, and a group of old men from the Spirit Management Committee held her, the captain, accountable.

What responsibility could she possibly bear? Is she the bear’s godmother? Or its spiritual mentor?

The dragonfly lady was completely speechless.

That said, did this maned bear get kicked in the head by a blade beast? Even if it’s dissatisfied with the Spirit Management Council, it can’t plead guilty in court. A guilty plea completely changes the nature of the situation.

However, this is no longer a big deal.

The sewer phoenix that had previously caused the deaths and injuries of more than 5,000 people has jumped out again.

Grandma Dragonfly didn’t understand at all.

Is Mo Feng courting death, or is she deliberately trying to kill the Six Elders? To do this kind of thing on Fu Jian’s territory, and to use the special abilities of her idiot subordinate as a bargaining chip for Fortress No. 82.

Unjustified killing of one’s own kind;

Even blade beasts have never done this!

“team leader……”

Wearing a pink nightgown and an eye mask on her forehead, Shaman, with no makeup, stretched and strolled over from the rest pod, asking listlessly:

“How is it now? Can we leave?”

“Those bastards even told us to continue the investigation.”

Grandma Dragonfly wanted to stub out the cigarette, but then paused and took two more puffs.

Damn it, I’m almost out of cigarettes!

She cursed, “They just want to force me to take action, to make me pledge my loyalty to them. So let’s just wait it out. If all else fails, I’ll just quit.”

“We all have self-destruct chips in our brains, Captain. We’re all forced into this situation.”

Shaman stretched, went to the sink to brush her teeth and wash her face, and asked indistinctly:

Has the bear really confessed?

“Yes, I admit it. But it’s alright, it was Wei Lin who leaked all the information first.”

“Something feels off. Would someone like Wei Linzheng betray the Ministries?”

“Wei Linzheng never showed up from beginning to end; there was only one photo, which doesn’t really prove anything. It could just be a little trick by that devilish commander’s grandson.”

Aunt Dragonfly chuckled:

“What’s going on right now is actually quite interesting.”

“Fortresses 76 and 82 in the medieval basin of D5 became the battlefield between the Psionic City and the D5 war zone.”

“The next battle is crucial. If Mo Feng successfully threatens the D5 war zone, or if Mo Feng kills 500,000 people in this fortress, then the Psionic City’s terrifying rule over all of humanity will deepen, and other war zones will become more passive when facing the Thirteen Institutes.”

“If the D5 theater withstands the pressure and instead inflicts heavy casualties on the Psionic City, then the image of the Psionic City as a Psionic overlord, which it has spent decades building, will be greatly diminished.”

“If Mo Feng wins, given Fu Jian’s ruthlessness, there’s a high probability that the nuclear bomb will detonate.”

“If Mo Feng loses, there is a possibility that it could escalate into a counterattack by various war zones against the Spirit Energy Capital.”

“The higher-ups of the Spirit Management Committee did not objectively realize this point at all, or perhaps they did realize it, but some of them secretly wanted to make Mo Feng even more insane, preferably to provoke Fu Jian into a desperate act of war, and press that button.”

Shaman blinked: “Aren’t the Six Elders the absolute authority of the Spirit Management Committee?”

“Yes and no, after all, they can’t leave their residences. Besides, have you ever seen princes who have waited for decades and whose hair has turned white?”

Aunt Dragonfly rolled her eyes:

“The six elders are getting younger and younger, constantly approaching the level of gods, and they have controlled all the resources and channels.”

“You’d better not ask about this. Those who know, know. It’s very complicated.”

“Captain, you’d better say less, it’ll be automatically recorded…”

“It’s okay, I turned off the automatic recording device. The energy is almost gone.”

Aunt Dragonfly snorted coldly:

“Once they’re done fighting, we’ll head straight back. The investigation team isn’t supposed to participate in the battle anyway, so they can’t force us… Hmm?”

The woman suddenly squinted slightly, revealing a dense array of compound eye structures in the lower part of her eyes.

A voice transmitted to her ear:

“Friend, don’t be nervous, I have no ill intentions towards your team.”

“In fact, I have been observing you for many days and I know your style of doing things.”

“How about we make a deal?”

Aunt Dragonfly rolled her eyes and turned to look at Shaman beside her: “Dress up nicely. We have guests, and our team can’t lose to them in terms of average looks.”

“What?”

Saman, who was brushing her teeth, was puzzled.

They’ve been exposed?

When was it exposed?

…

About five or six minutes later.

The aircraft, which had temporarily shut down all its instruments and only activated its holographic device, slowly closed its doors.

Inside the cabin, six figures stood in groups of three.

Ling Tong was responsible for providing support and maintaining vigilance outside.

Wang Jixuan, dressed in X-suit, sat opposite Dragonfly Granny across a small round table, their henchmen exchanging glances.

Aunt Dragonfly was still wearing that dirty nightgown, and she had simply combed her hair.

Saman looked radiant, dressed in her desert-style veil, long skirt, and bodice; her bare feet were definitely a plus.

Beta the tree-man pursed his lips, straightened his back, and forcefully made a fierce expression.

Behind Wang Jixuan, Zheng Shiduo looked at Beta with great interest. Mudan had taken off her helmet and tied her dark gold hair into two pigtails. There was a silver-white cannon barrel on her back, and two large sheathed demon-slaying daggers were attached to her waist.

Grandma Dragonfly scratched her brow with her finger and muttered:

“Outside is a half-human mech, over here is a C-level balanced psionicist, and over here is a purely mechanical body secretly researched by the military.”

“And this one, a military task force member, X-armor holder, a mysterious guy… Black Storm?”

“It should be you.”

“This armor requires a relatively strong body to bear, and the military would never equip ordinary psionicists with full-coverage armor unless they are their own psionicists. Moreover, according to the intelligence I have, Ling Tong is on good terms with Black Storm, and her presence here confirms her identity as the holder of the X Armor.”

“Don’t you want to take off your helmets and talk? Black Storm, this is the foundation for our mutual trust.”

Wang Jixuan thought to himself, “Impressive!”

This lady is truly a professional.

Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance, using a nano-mask that he had modified to resemble the one Zhou Tiantian had used under her original identity.

Master Wang calmly removed the ‘Demon’ helmet from the X-Armor.

Shaman covered her mouth and exclaimed in exaggerated surprise, “He really is a handsome young man!”

Peony smiled, her eyes narrowed: “But you can’t really be considered a little beauty.”

Shaman glared at her: “Are you looking for trouble?”

Beta the Tree Man immediately puffed out his’strong’ chest and took half a step forward;

Zheng Shiduo glared and retorted.

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“Alright,” Wang Jixuan said, “when we need something from someone, we should be more polite.”

Grandma Dragonfly asked, “You need something from me? What do you mean?”

“Let’s make a deal,” Wang Jixuan cleared his throat.

This was also the first time the Taoist priest had negotiated with someone.

He said slowly, “I need to know where Mo Feng is, and I also need to make some use of the Tree Man Beta’s abilities. You can name your conditions.”

“condition?”

Grandma Dragonfly smiled, gazing at the young man before her:

“Don’t you think this is ridiculous? What is it that you can give us when there is no psychic energy?”

Do you know the consequences of betraying the Psionic Capital?

“No one will know about our deal,” Wang Jixuan said immediately. “You broke away from their communication network two days ago.”

“As long as I help you, you will use my help to gain leverage over me.”

Aunt Dragonfly grumbled and cursed:

“Even getting something for nothing isn’t done this way!”

Zheng Shiduo immediately said, “Auntie, I am Zheng Shiduo, and I am also a psionicist. I have heard of you… If Mo Feng continues to do this at this stage, it will only lead to war between the two sides.”

“Wasn’t it Fu Jian who wanted to start the war in the first place?”

Aunt Dragonfly said calmly:

“You had a lot of intelligence that you could have kept secret, but D5 deliberately released it.”

“I admit that Mo Feng is a lousy executioner, but D5 clearly has more initiative, yet the authorities want D5 to appear as the victim, using the tragedy of civilian deaths and injuries to unify internal opinions… Don’t deny this, they have supercomputers, and can even analyze future trends within a certain period of time.”

“For example, that beast-speaker clone.”

“I can sense that you might be using him to cover up other secrets, but I don’t understand where your confidence to wage war against the Psionic Capital comes from. Is it because the Blade Beasts aren’t very active at the moment?”

The woman’s gaze became very sharp.

“We won’t talk about things that are irrelevant to the transaction.”

Wang Jixuan stared into the eyes of the Dragonfly Granny:

“I can offer two chips directly.”

“First, release the maned bear back.”

“Second, the D5 war zone has added your squad to its whitelist and will not hunt you down.”

“not enough.”

Aunt Dragonfly lit a cigarette:

“Mo Feng is my good friend. Although I sometimes find her disgusting and dirty, this price is not enough for me to betray my friend.”

“We need to increase the stakes.”

Wang Jixuan: ……

Peony chuckled: “I’ve heard you curse her in private, calling her a sewer chicken, a troublemaker, and some other ruder words.”

Dragonfly Granny shrugged: “A momentary emotion cannot destroy our strong psychic friendship.”

There’s something here.

Wang Jixuan reached out to Mudan, who took out a bottle of pure water from the back of the armor, with ashes soaking in the water.

Talismanic water.

Wang Jixuan handed the plastic bottle to Aunt Dragonfly.

“If you’re not comfortable with it yourself, you can have your men take a sip and try it.”

“What’s this?”

“The military’s latest research,” Master Wang said calmly, “is a byproduct of the military’s psionic experiments, and it can alleviate your pain…”

“Pain?” Aunt Dragonfly asked warily.

Wang Jixuan shrugged: “You experience severe pain ten centimeters behind your brow every midnight, and a tearing pain in your abdomen whenever it’s about to rain. Your heels are often numb, and sometimes you have unbearable itching in your back, right?”

The dragonfly lady was taken aback: “You fucking spy on someone like me?”

“I stole…”

Master Wang was so angry he laughed:

“You have an imbalance of Yin and Yang! The infusion of spiritual energy has disrupted the balance within your body. The spiritual energy within you can alleviate some of the damage, but it is harming your body!”

“You A-level psychics are unlikely to live past 50. You usually die in middle age, and the causes of death are varied and tragic.”

“But if I can get promoted, I can get rid of this pain.”

“Because advancing to S level not only grants you more psionic power, but also transforms you completely.”

“But you don’t have that opportunity now.”

“You know perfectly well that even if you become the executioner for the Spirit Management Committee, your background as a member of the Natural Order will not earn their trust, will it?”

Aunt Dragonfly stared at Wang Jixuan: “Don’t you know too much, kid? Who exactly are you? Fu Jian’s illegitimate son?”

“Black Storm is my military code name,” Master Wang smiled. “Try drinking this, and I guarantee you won’t feel any pain for a month. I can give you ten more bottles of this potion afterward.”

Shaman was a little at a loss, but Dragonfly Granny grabbed the talisman water and poured it down her throat.

The older woman closed her eyes and quietly savored the sensation.

Soon, two wisps of light black breath emanated from her nostrils, carrying a strong stench of decay.

When the woman opened her eyes, they became incredibly sharp.

“What do you need Beta for?”

“His hair, I need his ability to generate some wood that won’t harm him.”

“Add three more cases of liquor and three more cases of cigarettes.”

“Deal. Where is Mo Feng?”

“I can only give you her location information when she comes to this area tomorrow. I can only locate her within a 100-kilometer radius.”

“Okay, Peony left her a communication device.”

“No need, you keep this, and destroy it after you’re done using it.”

The older woman tossed over a device the size of a coin, which Peony caught.

“Beta, go with them. If you get caught, just say you’ve been captured.”

“Well, okay, Captain,” Beta the Tree Man said somewhat dejectedly, “To put it optimistically, I can also contribute some light and heat to the cause of humanity.”

“Humans don’t fight humans,” Wang Jixuan said seriously.

…

On the way back to the temporary supply station.

Wang Jixuan kept calculating and improving a battle formation in his mind.

To deal with Mo Feng, he alone, Ling Tong, and Mu Dan are not enough. If too many half-human mechs gather, it will be difficult for Mo Feng to fall into their trap.

So he had a little scheme.

Once he has enough cultivation, he can give this world a huge shock.

Now, even with insufficient cultivation, as long as he has enough spiritual materials, he can still give Mo Feng, an S-level spiritual energy user, a kind of dimensional reduction attack from the cultivation civilization.

Deploy the troops.

The Azure Wood Lightning Draw, using spirit wood produced by Beta as its main material, can create a common killing formation—Thunder Lord Demon Slayer!