Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 471 Monitor

The magician realized what was happening the moment Xia Qiyuan took off with Zhou Tian.

Hundreds of high-pressure water jets shot into the sky, heading straight for the two people in the air.

However, before these attacks could even touch Xia Qiyuan, they were instantly vaporized by a massive amount of heat.

The magician tried to intercept him directly, but Heat Death blocked him with a crimson barrier that was millions of degrees hot.

"Non-heavenly!"

Facing that nightmarish figure, the magician shouted at the tyrant.

"Old man, don't get distracted!"

The tyrant, as if courting death, charged toward the heat death that measured in tens of thousands of degrees.

Even the slightest approach to a supernatural being would be incinerated by the immense heat emanating from Heat Death.

Only a tyrant, who can withstand a nuclear explosion and survive, can launch a physical attack on him with his bare hands.

However, just tens of meters away from heat death, the Tyrant abruptly stopped its charge.

Because what lay before him was a barrier with a temperature of at least a million degrees.

It's true that the tyrant could withstand a nuclear explosion, but that was only because he quickly left the epicenter and had the protection of the Thousand Faces talisman, which shielded him from the hottest wave of impact.

The actual temperature the tyrant endured was around 100,000 degrees Celsius.

Even though he has been using the electricity from the nuclear reactor to strengthen himself over the years, he has only increased his limits by two or three times.

Absorbing energy for enhancement is like cultivating internal martial arts techniques; it requires gradual refinement over time.

It's impossible to master supernatural skills overnight.

"Feitian, don't confront him head-on. He can't maintain this level of barrier for long!" the magician shouted.

The tyrant retreated swiftly before those barriers could surround him.

He may be reckless, but he's not stupid.

To knowingly go through with something that will lead to death is brainless.

Although everyone is at the Apostle level, there are significant differences between Apostles.

The most elite among them are the Thousand Faces and the Heat Death group.

Ordinary apostles are no different from fusion warriors in front of apostles.

They can fight, but they can't win.

The gap in hard power cannot be bridged simply by using superior ability.

Just as water can extinguish fire, even if you pour a whole water tower into a volcano's crater, you can't stop its activity for even a second.

"I really can't maintain this state for too long."

Heat Death finally spoke.

His voice became unusually distorted and heavy due to the temperature.

Heat Death looked at the three apostles with his inhuman head: "But none of you... will leave here."

The apostles, separated from their human bodies, do not have hearts, yet at this moment they all experience the feeling of their hearts being squeezed.

"I have a feeling things aren't looking good."

Cheng Lejia, hiding inside the ice hockey puck, was extremely wary of Heat Death's performance: "How about we... um?!"

Cheng Lejia stopped speaking abruptly and immediately activated his ability to open a spatial portal.

Things that used to be easy to do have now become incredibly difficult.

Cheng Lejia was very familiar with this change; it was an apostle at least on the same level as himself who was anchoring and locking down the space in this area.

“Geharu!” Cheng Lejia called out.

"Don't shout, I can feel it too."

The magician, his face grim, stared at the miniature spatial portal less than two centimeters in size within his palm: "Someone is interfering with our use of spatial abilities."

As one of the apostles who had been educated by Heat Death back then, Cheng Lejia was both shocked and furious: "Does the Countermeasures Bureau intend to use Heat Death to eliminate the three of us?!"

The reason why the members of the Apostles were so fearless before was because they learned through the Thousand-Faced Man that Heat Death was seriously injured and could no longer use his current form.

They were wrong, and very wrong.

The current heat death is even worse than it was back then!

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"What did you say?! The interference space locked Heat Death and those Apostles together?!"

After disengaging from the battle, Zhou Tian stared at Xia Qiyuan with disbelief: "He's our comrade! Shouldn't we be trying to rescue him right now?!"

"Don't abandon your companions... Do you think fighting monsters is like a romantic drama?"

Xia Qiyuan coldly looked at Zhou Tian: "The combat personnel of the Countermeasures Bureau either die in battle or commit suicide before being completely corrupted by the strange entity. There is no other way to choose."

"As I've already said, the higher-ups don't intend for Heat Death to live. This mission is to utilize his remaining strength and eliminate as many Apostle members as possible."

Zhou Tian bit her lip and glanced at the space sealed off by the crimson barrier: "What about Heat Death's own will? You're doing this..."

Xia Qiyuan didn't want to waste time arguing with this "newcomer": "Alright, Zhou Tian, ​​you don't need to act with me anymore. Yue Yangyan sent you to spy on us, didn't he?"

"You're talking about..."

"How could Yue Yangyan possibly entrust a device that could determine the outcome of a battle to a guy with a saintly heart?"

Xia Qiyuan stopped wasting words and directly used the power of the Spirit Transformation Armor: "You can continue to pretend, but I don't mind directly controlling your consciousness."

When it was deduced that Yue Yangyan was preparing to sacrifice the elderly Han Wenshan in exchange for the opportunity to reduce the number of members in the Apostles.

Xia Qiyuan began to suspect Zhou Tian, ​​who was standing next to him.

Her presence is crucial to preventing the Apostles from escaping through the portal.

And such a crucial position was given to such a naive newcomer.

This is similar to Gao Bin not eating, drinking, or slacking off every day. He works 18 hours a day and is not satisfied, so he voluntarily works an extra 6 hours.

In short, it's outrageous.

"Hehehe... Dr. Yue is right, you are a smart person."

Zhou Tian dropped her disguise and immediately activated her spatial abilities to seal off the entire sea area.

Of course, Xia Qiyuan paid the price.

"The purpose of this operation, besides eliminating as many apostles as possible, is also to test you, to see if you are qualified to continue following Dr. Yue."

Zhou Tian finally confessed everything to Xia Qiyuan, but while speaking, she was also frantically transferring her strange mental corruption onto Xia Qiyuan.

"If I choose to leave with heat death, you'll outwardly agree, and then immediately seal off this area once I'm tied to the side that bears the cost, right?"

He Jun's body was already suffering from the corrosive effects of the strange internal organs and the armor, and now he has an additional burden.

Even with Xia Qiyuan's exceptional talent and high resistance, his face turned pale.

“That’s absolutely right, but there’s one thing you’re mistaken about. I am indeed a newcomer who has only recently become a Fusion Warrior… Never mind, let Dr. Yue explain this to you personally.”

As if afraid that Heat Death might come out alive, Zhou Tian kept reinforcing the space, trapping Tyrant and the others inside.

With the buff of unlimited mana and 100% skill cooldown reduction, it's time to have some fun, since there's no need to worry about the weird corruption issue.

Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever.

(End of this chapter)