The others in the conference room could not see Cadman's face. Most of them were still immersed in the joyous atmosphere caused by the absurdity.
However, there were still some people like Hood, who was not part of the negotiation. Hence, he did not sit at the side of the table. Instead, he followed his professional habits and stood in the corner of the conference room, approximately to the right behind Cadman.
At that moment, he saw Cadman extend his right hand to the side of his body and fling it continuously in an unnatural manner. Under such circumstances, the sudden bright color of the flame became exceptionally strange.
As a normal person, there would always be a period of adaptation to changing from one mental state to another that was contrary to that mental state. Hood hesitated for two seconds. Finally, he walked forward quickly to ask about the situation.
However, when he was just one step away, Cadman's fling movement suddenly became ten times more intense. It was like an intense punch.
Hood's sensitivity was far beyond that of an ordinary person. He made the most accurate response. Relying purely on the strength of his waist and abdomen, he bent his upper body backward and slid his feet at the same time.
The fist wrapped in blood-red flames was almost swung at his chin. Hood could even hear the sound of the air being burned, as well as some indistinct and chaotic noises mixed in.
Cries of surprise rang in the conference room. There was also the sound of tables and chairs scraping against the floor. Some people stood up, while others froze on the spot. However, they were all clearly frightened.
The joyous atmosphere from before collapsed in an instant.
In the next second, Hood pulled away from Cadman and shouted sternly.
"Cadman!"
Cadman did not respond. After throwing that punch, he seemed to have lost control of his body. He staggered a step and turned his body sideways. His left hand moved horizontally and pressed down on his right shoulder.
This was his most instinctive reaction. At that moment, the blood-red flames that were blowing on his right hand had already broken through the boundary of his wrist. They were rapidly spreading towards his arm and even closer to his torso.
The strange thing was that the flames had clearly scorched the air and even raised the surrounding temperature. However, the surface of Cadman's body was still relatively intact. It was only soaked in a thick dark red color. Even the clothes on his arm were not damaged at all. Instead, it made his face look even paler.
In such a situation, it was impossible to tell what was real and what was fake. It was as if some inherent nature had been distorted by some kind of power.
"What did you do …"
The sudden change in the conference room was clearly transmitted to the passenger terminal through the remote video. Gotou Masayoshi's muffled voice rang out. There wasn't much "righteous indignation" from being bound together against a common enemy, but more of surprise, as well as a strange sense of excitement.
Goto Masayoshi kept staring at Mr. Mo. In the shortest amount of time, to gather enough useful information was his mission, even his destiny.
Therefore, to him, he wasn't afraid of Mr. Mo making a move. The state that he was in earlier was the most unacceptable … But even if he made a move, it didn't feel any different?
After the previous round of observation, Goto Masayoshi had already faintly noticed that Mr. Mo seemed to be wearing a thick and heavy "cloak" at all times. Of course, this was only a description, a description of Mr. Mo's marvelous pattern of concealing the operation of his extraordinary power, or perhaps this pattern itself was the external representation of the operation of his extraordinary power.
Goto Masayoshi judged that Mr. Mo's core secrets were all hidden under this "cloak". This thing was so thick and wide, airtight, hiding everything tightly. Even if a corner was occasionally lifted up, what could be seen would be chaotic and blurry, without any discernible silhouette.
Under this kind of situation, no one knew whether Mr. Mo under the cloak was naked, or wearing armor, or perhaps inside was simply an arsenal that defied normal space-time logic.
That's right, it was this cloak that formed a kind of black box sealed with special rules, isolating the outside world from prying.
What was shown was merely the result — for example, "Welcome" and the like. Just like the electric wheelchair and Yin Le who passed through consecutively just now.
Or perhaps right now … Was it really Mr. Mo's method?
Specious, this was very annoying.
Towards Goto Masayoshi's inquiry or confirmation, Mr. Mo didn't have any response. His expression didn't change either, only maintaining a look of interest. He rubbed his chin, as if watching a movie, watching the image transmitted back from thousands of miles away.
Instead, Yin Le, who was behind him, seemed to have lost control of her expression. She had already unconsciously opened her mouth, looking a little sluggish.
Returning to the axis of chaos, there was no doubt that Cadman was still in pain. In terms of his mental state, his change was more intense than anyone else's. The direct, inexplicable, and even unreasonable threat impact shook his will in the most direct manner.
At this moment, from the angle he was standing at, other than Hood, no one else could see his face clearly. But regardless of whether it was in the conference room or the passenger terminal thousands of miles away, everyone could see that this originally handsome man's cheeks and muscles were currently distorted like a monster.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the compression of these muscles, Cadman let out a completely different scream:
"Let go of me!"
His next move was basically about to tear off his entire right arm, but … the bloody flames steadily and resolutely spread over his shoulder, burning his neck, torso, and head. Along the way, it also ignited his originally intact left hand.
"Zha!"
Hood displayed the decisiveness of an operation team leader. He exhaled and shouted, forming his right hand into a knifehand and slashed down towards Cadman's abdomen. The air where his fingertips and forearm touched was clearly distorted, as though it was covered in a layer of invisible flames.
The Format of Fire!
Although he was shocked by the scene before him for three seconds, Hood's follow-up reaction was still the fastest. He quickly made a judgment that this was inextricably linked to Cadman's use of the Violent Flame Seal to mobilize the power of "blood and fire." As it turned out, this was a foolish act that provoked the Bloodflame Order's authority …
But first, the connection between the two had to be severed!
Hood's individual strength was certainly not at the level where he could contend against the fundamental strength of the Bloodflame Order. But the instant he made his move, all the members of the operation team inside and outside the conference room instantly synchronized under the drive of the seventh generation Dynamo Core. They jointly constructed a tight "Formatted Space" and formed the greatest support for Hood's hand blade that his physical body could withstand.
This was already the strongest attack that Hood could unleash while not wearing his armor.
The clothes on Cadman's chest silently tore open, and the lower half fell down, exposing the muscles of his chest and abdomen, as well as the blood colored flames that were burning on it.
And in that one second, or maybe half a second, the fiery tail of the flames was pressed down … It was indeed pressed down, but that was all.
Time passed by another time, and the blood colored flames once again began to expand wantonly. The Format of Fire, which was known to be able to "format" all extraordinary powers in the world, didn't play its intended role.
Hood felt as though his knifehand had cut into a layer of thick cloth that was soaked in water. Most of the power had already dissipated in the distorted and chaotic structure before it could make contact.
Cadman screamed once more. Completely at a loss, he instinctively flung his left hand that had just come into contact with the flames. He wanted to fling the flames away, but it was all in vain.
The speed at which the blood colored flames spread wasn't particularly fast, but as long as they came into contact with it, they wouldn't be extinguished.
At that moment, Cadman's entire upper body had already been completely covered by the blood colored flames, including his entire head. The corners of his eyes had already burst open. What splashed out wasn't blood, but like the residue of burning plastic. There were even more flames flickering in and out of the other orifices of his five senses.
No one knew what Cadman was feeling at that moment. The seemingly harmless flames brought him unimaginable pain.
But it was very obvious that Cadman's mental barrier had already been burned to ashes. He began to shout frantically.
"Let me go! I beg you! God！
me！”
Hood's fingertips were a little numb. This was most likely due to the interference of his emotions. Had the "direct contact" just now attracted the demonic fire over?
In the depths of his thoughts, there was no doubt that there was fear and dread.
This made Hood's mood even worse. Driven by his emotions, he was desperate. He roared in the direction of the projection, "Jimmy, damn it, why are you guys just standing there? Do you think you're useful?!"
The emotional shout made most of the people at the passenger terminal turn their gazes to Captain Jimmy, who had been "berated".
In the blink of an eye, he became the center of attention, but Captain Jimmy's reaction was unexpected.
He didn't speak. He didn't communicate. He didn't act against Mr. Mo, who was just inches away from him, as Hood had hoped. Instead, he followed his earlier trend and retreated … his speed increased explosively.
It was also at this moment that a cold and hard mechanical voice came out of nowhere. "Warning, your actions have already constituted a first-degree intentional murder using extraordinary power. Please immediately stop and deal with it harmlessly. Otherwise, we will take action! "
The sudden and strange warning caused everyone to be somewhat distracted. And at this moment, Captain Jimmy had already swept past Gotou Masayoshi and the "Veteran" from the back. He used their bodies as cover to increase the distance between him and Mr. Mo. Then … he crashed heavily into the front section of a parked flying car.
The "clack" of the mechanical parts disassembling and reattaching did not stop. The "outer shell" of the crashed car seemed to come alive. It transformed into a set of metal components and gathered around Captain Jimmy's body. It instantly formed a set of exoskeleton armor, arming him to the teeth.
Captain Jimmy looked like he was coming over empty-handed. In fact, he had his "Deep Blue Walker" exoskeleton follow him in a stealthy state. It could be upgraded to its strongest state at any time.
Even before Captain Jimmy's' transformation ', the moment Captain Jimmy began to retreat and the mechanical voice sounded its warning, there was a bang from the surface of the lake near the shore. Two water pillars exploded and two fully armed Deep Blue Walkers leapt out of the water's surface.
Because their synchronization rate was too high, the two splashing sounds seemed to merge into one.
The Ice Storm Machine Cannon in their hands had long since locked onto Mr. Mo in the wheelchair and began to preheat and idle. The special physical ammunition built inside was specially designed to deal with the powerful interference power of spiritual-type ability users. It sprayed out in a form similar to a metal storm. Coupled with the support of the Formatting Domain, it could instantly tear apart a B-rank spiritual-type ability user.
After the preheating was complete, Captain Jimmy was fully armed. The automatic mechanical sound also came to an end.
Captain Jimmy had no intention of playing it again. He directly issued an attack order through the seventh generation Dynamo Core and the "Apocalypse Array" it was linked to.
This was the mission he had to complete as the "high-level thug" of the Amaterasu Order. As for the cause and effect, as well as the meaning behind it, none of it was within the scope of his consideration.
The only extra thing he had to do was to give himself a layer of insurance …
It was at this moment that Captain Jimmy once again felt a stuffy and astringent feeling assaulting his face.
It felt somewhat familiar, just like when he had bumped into Mr. Mo today. It felt like a thick wet cloth had been thrown over his nose and mouth.
Wait a minute! He was already under the protection of the "Deep Blue Walker" exoskeleton …
In the next second, a violent shock attacked him.
The "Apocalypse Array" system operating at high speed indicated that the automatic defense function of the sound wave weapon had been activated. It also automatically judged and simultaneously activated the infrasonic wave defense structure. If necessary, it could be activated at the first instance.
At the end of last year, when the entire system was still in the experimental stage, it had specially added a targeted plug-in module.
For a moment, Captain Jimmy thought that this slightly redundant module was about to be used, but reality proved that he was thinking too much … But on a certain level, his imagination was far from enough.
At this moment, the passenger terminal at the shore of Northern Mountain Lake had indeed been attacked by a terrifying noise. The explosive sound wave shock was like a passing storm, engulfing the hundred or so people on the passenger terminal in one go.
At this moment, ninety-nine percent of the people showed signs of either high or low levels of mental confusion. But the "Deep Blue Walker" defense was effective, and the two powerful attackers weren't affected at all. The "Ice Storm" gun barrel had already begun to spit out ammunition.
But right in front of the gun barrel that was rotating at high speed, two flesh and blood creations that resembled giant palms inexplicably appeared. One on each side, extremely symmetrical.
The gun barrel had already locked onto its target, but it was forcefully lifted up by the two monstrous giant claws that were wrapped in scales. The powerful kinetic energy of the physical ammunition certainly pierced through them in an instant, but the upward momentum didn't decrease. Flesh and scales splattered everywhere, and the follow-up ammunition had long since flown off to who knew where.
The well-trained powerful attackers wanted to make adjustments at the first instance. But the turbulence in the void rushed back and forth. This time, it suddenly leapt to the next level, transforming into a violent and restless mental storm.
A series of disturbances and attacks, from incorporeal to tangible, from material to mental, seemed chaotic and complicated, but they converged and integrated into a common source, and then focused to form an explosive point.
The lake water that struck the breakwater exploded with a rumble, and a considerable portion of it evaporated into water vapor in midair. The blood-colored flames cut it into fragments until it completely evaporated.
It was in this space where water, light, and fire interweaved that a malevolent creature whose entire body was dark red like blood appeared with a roar. It seemed to have rushed up from the bottom of the lake, but its specific trajectory was indistinct.
Following the appearance of the vicious creature, the impact of the single point explosion increased explosively by more than ten times!
Even Captain Jimmy's mind sank a little. The two powerful attackers who had received the direct impact of the mental storm were in a much worse state. A suffocating gap allowed the pair of giant palms that were already badly mangled to fiercely slap the exoskeleton armor, sending them flying away at the same time.
Fortunately, before the battle, the team had already completed the connection between the mental and physical plane in advance, realizing the interference and connection between the mental plane and the material plane, creating a tightly formatted space that could jointly bear and divert the external impact. The two people who were hit didn't show any serious injuries.
But in this way, the previous ambush killing move was all a joke.
Captain Jimmy cursed. He wanted to attack again, but when he looked at the vicious creature that suddenly appeared by the lake, he was a little stunned.
The vicious creature was huge, with long arms and a tortoise's back, almost in the shape of an ape. Although it was habitually hunched, just the body that appeared on the surface of the water was already more than three meters, and even so, there was still a section below its thigh that was below the water surface. Its entire body was covered with bulging muscles and dense scales. As it rose and fell like it was breathing, the heat on its body was like a bloody light, like a flame, and it felt like the surrounding water was about to boil.
And it was precisely this vicious creature, or perhaps because Mr. Mo who was near the shore felt that it was blocking too much light, so he scolded it. This enormous creature then obediently shrunk its body, curling into a ball and pressing down into the lake, only leaving its neck and shoulders above. It just happened that its huge head passed over the fence, and visually, it was already about the same size as Mr. Mo who was in a wheelchair.
Separated by Mr. Mo, Goto Masayoshi carefully observed the vicious creature.
In the depths of the dim yellow eyeball, the layers of light became more and more complex, the level of power that was being used also became more and more profound, this caused a huge pressure on his body, causing the blood vessels and tendons around his eye sockets to bulge, especially the temples on both sides, it was almost like a dense net.
"So ugly …" Jiang Zhong who was very close seemed to be affected by the sound wave attack, he actually didn't feel any fear, and only muttered his evaluation. The target was a little vague, but they were all suitable, causing the "veteran" and Ao Ping Rong to look at him.
But at this moment, the most eye-catching was still the "ugly monkey" and the most important person beside him.
From start to finish, Mr. Mo who was in a wheelchair did not move at all. Actually, most of the people on the pier were the same, it was just that the others did not have time to move, as for him …
Mr. Mo's gaze was focused on the projected area, he looked quite serious, to the point that he didn't seem to care much about Captain Jimmy's death trap. The people who had just caught their breaths unconsciously followed his gaze, and once again turned their attention to the conference room thousands of miles away.
In front of the camera, Cadman, at some point, was already "stuck" there, his knees bent and his spine curled, his left and right arms half raised, bent into a stiff angle, as if he had raised his hands to surrender, but his crazed raised head made it look more like a prayer of failure …
"Burp!"
A strange sound similar to a burp came from the "ugly monkey"'s enormous cranial cavity. The "pipe" that made the sound was the area on his face equivalent to the mouth and nose.
There were no obvious organs there, only dark purple and wrinkled flesh, it felt like a piece of rotten meat, there were a few intermittent openings in the middle, they were all opening up, squeezing out "saliva pus" — it was more like the sticky lava flowing out of the cracks of a volcano, black and red interweaved, burning the air, about to fall but not yet.
On the other side, Goto Masayoshi, who had been observing all this time, suddenly had a twitch in his temple, he noticed. On that "lava saliva", the scattered fire pattern cracks faintly pieced together to form a face. And it was getting clearer and clearer, more and more definite.
In the projected area, the image of Cadman, who had already turned into a burning statue, became more and more similar, reflecting each other.
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