Him and their stars.

Chapter 1734: Establishing Determination and Position

The onlookers were inevitably disappointed. They had all heard the Empire's propaganda and believed that the Atomic Light Lance was the most beautiful and elegant psychic weapon in the universe. They had no other intentions, they just wanted to see it.

However, what they didn't know was that the Atomic Light Spear was the standard weapon of the Imperial Star Knights, an elegant aristocratic weapon. But the Inquisitors, whose style of doing things was never elegant, grand, or aristocratic, had a completely different style.

The judges didn't hear anything, but their superior spiritual perception clearly sensed the depressed mood changes around them.

For psychics, super senses can sometimes be a burden. But what can they do? After all, they are on a mission, and they must spread their perception and vigilance to the end. This is the basic combat manual of the Judges, of course, to guard against sneak attacks from enemies that may appear at any time.

Of course, they didn't sense the sneak attack, but they clearly felt the emotional ups and downs of the public will. To the judges, this was actually no different from booing.

The short gray-cloaked leader immediately realized that if things continued like this, their morale would definitely be affected.

"Set up the formation!" he instructed coldly.

"Yes!" The other three responded at the same time.

Four to one, the Execution Judges were not prepared to rush forward, but quickly moved away from their positions and formed a joint attack formation. This was of course also a psychic battle formation improved by the "Four Symbols Formation".

However, compared to the original formation used on the battlefield with mechas charging into battle, this improved formation focused more on small-scale many-to-one close combat and suppression, and was naturally specially provided to the Inquisition.

As experts in both wet and dry work, they are indeed well-trained and extremely cautious.

As for the dwarf who was leading the group, while waving his boxing gloves, he took out a special bomb with his other hand hidden in his sleeve and threw it over without saying a word.

As for the man in the black windbreaker, the crutches in his hands changed direction, and the crutches had already popped out of the muzzle. That was not a crutches at all, it was clearly a strange weapon disguised as a pocket submachine gun.

Accompanied by a roar, dense alchemical bullets had completely covered Gongsun Qing's figure.

"Ah~~~~" Finally, some onlookers couldn't help but start to make a noise. The unfolding of this battle was definitely different from what they had imagined.

"We are not those star knights who look like turkeys with feathers turned upside down!" One of the judges couldn't help but reply. His voice was also blurred by technology, but judging from his tone, he should not be too old.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly jumped, and he felt as if his heart had been pointed at by a sharp sword. He was terrified and quickly put his two swords in front of his eyes, but then he was blinded by a sudden flash.

If his comrades had not come to his rescue, the flash would have hit his throat.

At the same time, there was only a crisp explosion, and the bomb that fell on Gongsun Qing's head suddenly broke into pieces, but it did not form any fierce hot shock waves, but a large group of turbid but silent air. Then, the turbid current seemed to be bound by an invisible river channel and rushed towards the female swordsman whose figure was covered by the barrage.

"Hmm, targeted neurotoxin?" Inside the Jackass Flag Hotel, the Star Sea Monster slammed the table hard and said, "This is too unethical! However, only unethical Eagle Claws are good Eagle Claws!"

Little Gavroche glanced at his boss, then exchanged a look with his friend. At the signal from the star monster, the two quickly retreated to the back of the room.

As for the iron tower-like innkeeper, he also put down his pipe, slowly took out a box from under his counter, took out the parts from it and started to assemble. His eyes hidden under the sunglasses gradually became murderous.

On the battlefield outside the window, the turbid air flow dissipated in the hot barrage, but those alchemical bullets did not seem to penetrate the human figure. Instead, they bloomed into a deadly curtain wall composed of violent arcs and blazing flames, covering Gongsun Qing's body.

Even if the person standing there was a strong-boned ape with a copper head and iron arms, he would have been torn to pieces by now. However, the judges did not dare to be careless at all.

They each held a weapon and began to approach, but their movements were still cautious, and their steps always maintained a peculiar and soothing rhythm, which appeared to be very layered. In the intervals between walking, they were always able to block all possible directions of Gongsun Qing's breakout.

Although the onlookers could not understand, they knew that these imperial eagle claws were actually using tactics, and of course they were greatly shocked. When the leader, who was also the strongest short gray cloak, took the lead, someone finally couldn't help but shout out a warning.

"careful!"

It must be admitted that most of the people present were criminals, but they still had a simple class sentiment of sharing the same hatred and enemies. As long as they were in trouble with the eagle claws of the empire, they would definitely help secretly.

The guy who raised the alarm was then covered in the mouth and beaten on the head by his companions. Old hands know that you can raise the alarm, but it is unnecessary to stand out and be targeted by the eagle's claws.

But at this moment, the judges' joint attack was complete.

Before they arrived, the fierce force had already arrived. The waves of attack came one after another, like waves in the sea, one after another, without a gap.

However, what was even more amazing was not the destructive power of the storm, but the exquisite control. You know, even the metal base plates on the ground were lifted up piece by piece, turning into sharp shrapnel, but the airflow never spread beyond ten meters, and did not cause any impact on the surrounding streets and houses.

Even the most layman present knew that if the judges wanted to do this, they would be able to do it. If they wanted to, they could even tear down the dome of this space town and let the tens of thousands of tourists in the city face the vacuum of the universe.

But they don't have to.

This is actually the biggest difference between well-trained "official psychics" and "wild psychics". When the former receive the most basic training, they first have to undergo training in identification and control, which has already been ingrained in their bones.

When facing such a master, you must learn to save your energy and also learn to concentrate your strength in a small space and on the target.

...Well, occasionally street lamps, trash cans, potted plants and other small parts in the distance were shattered by the leaked spiritual force field, and even the people hiding 30 meters away began to flee, but at least the house did not collapse. This fully shows that psychics occasionally lose control of themselves during the confrontation, but this is understandable.

This is just a question of ability, not a question of attitude or tactics.

In short, the destructive power that is enough to demolish a space city has been directed at Gongsun Qing who is trapped in the encirclement.

Among them, the sharpest one was the short man in the gray cloak. If there was an expert present, he would have seen that although he raised his gloves, what he blasted out was a force field as sharp as a sword. His deadly attack was hidden under the offensive launched by his companions, just like a fang hidden in the wind and rain.

However, at this moment, Gongsun Qing had already revealed his face.

The arcs and flames seemed to be completely absorbed by her body. Her face was calm, her eyes focused, and she swung the sword naturally, as if she was concentrating on drawing big characters. There was no ferocious reaction on her face, and the violent wind created by the sword seemed to be able to blow away the neurotoxins surrounding her.

In fact, she did it. Amid the sudden sound of the sword, the air began to burn again. The red light instantly changed into a variety of colors, and finally formed a bright white color.

It was a high temperature, as hot as the sun.

What was even more terrifying was that her sword had disappeared. Wherever the white halo shone, it seemed that her sword was shining. The majestic and scorching sword force rushed towards them, making the judges around them feel as if the sun was locking their throats, and even their hearts, lungs and trachea were burning. They felt unbearable suffocation, and the storm-like attack dissipated like mist under the scorching sun. But at this time, it was too late to be surprised and panic.

"Swish!" That was the sound of a sharp sword piercing through limbs.

In the interweaving of spirituality, this kind of sound was too common. But the screams that followed brought the onlookers back to reality from their trance.

Everyone clearly saw red blood splashing out from the neck of the gray-cloaked dwarf, but it was immediately evaporated by the high temperature.

This imperial execution judge, who was like a venomous snake, fell to the ground without hesitation and died without even saying a word.

When his entire body fell forward to the ground, his neck seemed to react belatedly and broke completely. Then, the head with the strange mask on it rolled out like a bowling ball out of control.

Immediately afterwards, the boxing glove in his right hand slammed into the floor with a bang, like a pendulum with a broken chain.

This pair of gloves might weigh thousands of pounds, and should be a very sharp alchemical weapon. But until this point, no one understood what the point of him wearing this pair of gloves was.

"No, no, no, this is not the battle between masters that I know of!" A smuggler who was obviously addicted to interstellar martial arts dramas shouted in dissatisfaction from behind a trash can fifty meters away.

The telescope he used for observation had been shattered by the sword energy that came from nowhere, but even if the Jade Emperor came, he would have to say that this was different from the setting seen in the movies where all kinds of wind, fire, thunder and lightning fought each other for two or three hundred rounds.

The Wookiee smuggler then ran through the door holding his head. The gray-cloaked dwarf had already plopped his arm into the trash can in front of him. It was the hand that had just dropped the toxin bomb.

...So, what was the point of him dropping the bomb just now?

"You, you actually used psychic energy to evaporate the neurotoxin?" The black windbreaker judge holding the improved version of the submachine gun and the impact crutch roared. His roar carried the sound wave effect of the word spirit vibration, but the fear in his tone was still hard to hide, so the effect of the attack was naturally discounted.

The surrounding houses shook as if they were in a small earthquake, and the windows suddenly shattered to the ground. But that was all.

Admittedly, even in fear, he actually roared out the Word Spirit, which was actually an admirable training result, but it was meaningless to his enemies.

Gongsun Qing endured all the sound waves at close range without any pain. The sword pierced through the mask of the man in black windbreaker without stopping, entered his skull through his open mouth, and came out from the back of his head.

At this time, the so-called formation was meaningless. The other two judges were already panicked. They pressed the mechanism, and a bunch of small steel balls spurted out.

It can be imagined that this small steel ball contains not only toxins but also explosives.

The execution judges who were responsible for doing the dirty work for the Dragon King were not the type with strong martial virtues. When necessary, they had many ways to escape.

However, this little trick can only be used against opponents of the same level. When a war-crazed psychic who is challenging a saint starts to burst out with all his strength, everything is meaningless.

Idealistic psychics are very particular about momentum. When you completely lose the will to fight, it will be difficult to escape even if you want to.

The blue edge flowed out from the high-temperature white light, and the temperature changed from blazingly hot to extremely cold. The judges felt that their steps and even their nerves were paralyzed, and they were stiff for a moment. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for her.

The sword blade swept over without stopping, and the sword energy extended to ten meters away, still as sharp as a solid entity.

Then, there was a series of tearing sounds as if cloth was being torn.

Again, in the battle between psychics, this sound is too realistic and too shocking.

The shattered corpses of the judges surrounded the body of Miss Swordsman, scattered in a group, with smoke rising from the broken limbs, emitting a smell like rust, and also a bit of burnt aroma.

Indeed, it is not a burnt smell but a burnt smell, which means that the force is applied very evenly!
So, some people who were not picky about food felt a little hungry.

Of course, after all, they were all criminals wandering around the world, and they must be smarter than the eagle claws of the empire. At least they believed so themselves, and no one would dare to touch this bad luck. Therefore, until Gongsun Qing had put away his sword and stepped into the gate with the power flag again, no one went to collect the body, even if it was the zero element extracted from it, no one dared to touch it.

Then, three cleaning robots shaped like washing machines really came over, singing cheerful songs.

It was obvious that they had received professional training. They sorted the zero elements, lost weapons and various equipment into different categories, then gathered the remaining broken arms together, put them into the backpack, and then slid all the way to the large boiler in the center of the town.

The limbs of a psyker, even those that are already dead, still flow with abundant life force, and need to be broken down a little more in the boiler and then sent into the life-sustaining cycle.

In this way, more pure water and air can be produced. At least that's what the robots are programmed to believe.

As for the other robots, they also carried the judges' weapons and equipment into the tavern where Jackass hung the flag.

Until this time, Xinghaiguai had just loaded half of his Vulcan cannon. He looked at the female swordsman who had already walked into the door, sighed, stopped what he was doing, took out the wine glass with ice cubes, hesitated for a moment, and then pinched his nose and filled it with ice cubes.

The boss who looked like an iron tower said, "Actually, what those Eagle Claws said is correct. There is no need for you to take action, and there is no need to reveal your identity. They are coming for me."

"I know." Gongsun Qing nodded.

"It's not necessarily that they really suspect my inn. I guess it's just the traditional routine. Invite the local tyrants to visit, threaten them while trying to win them over to be their dogs. The Dragon King especially likes to send out the Execution Judge to invite powerful people from the underworld. This is a show of force, haha, an old method, but it always works." said the Star Sea Monster boss.

"This is the first time I've heard of this." Gongsun Qing said as a matter of course, "However, they were unlucky and happened to see me passing by."

"…So, you really did it on purpose?"

Gongsun Qing continued to nod.

"why?"

"To build up some determination for myself. The war has reached this point, and I must make my position clear. Although I feel a little sorry for my great-uncle from the imperial line, he is still strong, and there should be time to change an heir." Gongsun Qing paused and showed a serious expression again.

For example, when he was fighting against the Imperial Army Judge just now, he was really serious.

"Also, I do have some friends who are planning to immigrate to Femor. We need to find a place to settle down, preferably a place where we can build houses, factories and farm. I need your help!"