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Chapter 1983

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The strange man flew backward, and blood flowed from his nose.

The shockwave just now was far beyond what his psychic powers could handle. It was as if his head had suddenly been hammered, and the dizziness and pain almost made him pass out.

Wernar, who was still wearing a thin black windbreaker in the middle of the summer, rolled twice in the air, grabbed the semi-conscious psychic man with his right hand, and landed lightly on the ground.

Apart from the layer of dust on his appearance, he didn't seem injured at all. Instead, there was a look of interest in his eyes. "Not bad, an excellent ability. Come, accept your fate and join us. "

As he spoke, he aimed his empty left hand at the house, and wisps of fine yellow mist shot out from the fingertips of his left hand, twisting and pouncing at the door like living creatures.

Boom!

Another shockwave shot out from the house and collided with the strange yellow mist.

The yellow mist was instantly torn apart, and most of it dissipated.

Wernar maintained his posture of extending his hand, and was blasted back more than ten meters by the shockwave again, landing behind Gordon, who was watching.

Gordon teleported and looked at him worriedly. "Sir, are you alright?"

Wernar shook his head and looked at the house.

Just now, a tiny yellow mist had quietly escaped from the edge of the shockwave.

It stuck close to the ground and moved forward quickly like a small mud snake. Then, it crawled into the house through a gap.

"Alright." Wernar smiled. "Come out, Daisy Johnson."

As soon as he said that, Skye stepped out of the house with a respectful expression that was identical to Gordon's. "Sir, I'm sorry, I was too …"

Wernar smiled and waved his hand. "Don't mind it, we're one … Huh?"

He suddenly stopped and turned his head to look behind him.

In the night sky, a brilliant flame emerged from the treetops in the distance and flew over.

Skye's expression changed. "Sir, the Righteous Alliance must have received my distress signal. Let Gordon take us away."

Wernar's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained calm. "It's fine. I'm very interested in both Knight and Death Knell."

Skye wanted to remind him, but she was infected by this "sir"'s confidence, so she kept her mouth shut.

A thought appeared in her mind: That's right! Sir is the strongest. He won't be afraid of anyone, not even Knight or Big Dipper.

The flame seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. In just a few seconds, the two of them had arrived.

Duang!

The black and white armor fell to the ground, and the pair of black skeletal eyes looked at Skye. She raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and the Spiritual Resistance fell on her.

Skye felt his mind clear up, but he could only look at his teammate with an apologetic look, "Mr. Wilson, I'm sorry, I've found a direction to strive for. I can no longer work for the Justice Alliance."

Luke narrowed his eyes inside the armor.

With an enemy like Wernal present, Skye shouldn't have mentioned anything about the Justice Alliance at all.

She had always done a good job of keeping it a secret. Why would she leak it now?

Mind control? That was unlikely.

If it was mind control, she would at least have the intention to struggle and resist after being hit with Spiritual Resistance.

Now, her mental fluctuations actually showed that she was speaking from the bottom of her heart.

What the f * ck was going on?!

I've spent so much time, resources, and energy on this super trump card, and someone wants to snatch it? The eye sockets of the black and white skull mask became slender and slanted as he stared at Wernal. "What are you?"

Wernal's face was calm. "Human, I'm your" god. "

Luke unhurriedly took out a long saber from his back and waved it lightly. "I've seen a lot of" gods. "One of them even blew up a ball with a kick."

As soon as he said that, the black and white armor left an afterimage, and a silver saber slashed at Wernal.

Wernal's expression was still calm. "It seems that the" god "you know isn't strong enough."

As he said that, he raised his hands and shot out a yellow mist at Luke.

Suddenly, his expression changed as he sensed that there was an invisible barrier on the surface of the black and white armor that blocked the yellow mist. At that moment, the silver saber slashed down.

Wernal's hands turned into a black blur that collided with the silver saber.

With clanging sounds, his hands collided with Luke's saber dozens of times.

Swish!

The silver saber suddenly flashed as it broke through Wernal's hands and swept past his neck.

Skye's expression changed, and she abruptly raised her hands.

Boom!

The dust that was stirred up created a huge ripple that violently blasted in front of Wernal.

Luke quickly retreated and dodged this sneak attack.

He glanced at Skye with a dark expression before he focused his attention back on Wernal.

Wernal, whose neck was almost cut off by Luke's violent slash, was still as calm as ever.

There was no blood in the huge wound at all. Instead, wisps of yellow mist spread out and quickly drilled back into the wound.

The next moment, Wernal's face started to distort, and it quickly turned gray.

What looked like tentacles grew out of his head and replaced his hair. Only the top half of his nose was left, and the bottom half of his nose and nostrils had disappeared, turning into a patch of skin.

On this strange face that was covered in vertical wrinkles, the only facial features left were a pair of dark red triangular eyes and a small, strange mouth.

Gordon and Skye were both startled by Wernal's appearance, but they quickly regained their cloned expressions of respect.

Wernal, who had turned into a tentacle, twisted his neck. The wound there had already completely healed, and he looked at Luke with his dark red eyes. "Death Knell North Star, you're indeed very powerful. We'll meet again if there's a chance."

As soon as he said that, Gordon suddenly teleported toward Skye and reached out to grab her arm.

During the battle earlier, Skye had already walked out of the range of the spatial blocker, giving Gordon this opportunity.

As if he had foreseen this, Luke moved at the same time and slashed at Gordon, who had just teleported.

Gordon was astonished when he saw the silver glow and the saber light that was about to reach him in a flash.

His teleportation was indeed very fast, but there was still a small gap between each teleportation.

This gap wasn't much for anyone else, but it was enough for Death Knell North Star to cut him in half.

But taking Skye with him meant that Gordon could only take this risk, and he immediately fell into a life-and-death crisis.

Skye, however, stomped her foot, and a shockwave instantly spread out.

The tremors under Gordon's and Luke's feet bounced them to the left and right.

Luke snorted coldly. Borrowing strength from his Psychic Energy, he rushed in front of Skye and grabbed her arm as he activated the taser in his palm.

Zi! Zi!

Zi! Skye immediately stood at attention, trembling, and her eyes gradually rolled back.

However, she still tried her best to shout in Werner's direction with a trembling voice, "Run!"

Swoosh!

Gordon, whose life had been saved by Skye, subconsciously teleported to Wernal's side and grabbed his shoulder.

Swoosh!

Gordon teleported away with Wernal and the psychic man whom Wernal had just grabbed.

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