C13 Red Eye Disease(13)

I don't know how he figured I was an intruder, but I did sneak in, But since I am wearing this black robe, wouldn't he think that I am a curious Heretic? Or does he have another basis of judgment? The way he looks at me makes me realize that he really believes that I am an intruder. And I have no intention of continuing to disguise myself.

I know nothing about Heretic here, and I don't have the ability to perform. Since I've been seen through, I can only brace myself and face the difficulties.

The brawny man bent his body slightly, bent his knees, and leaned forward.

"Ha!"

He suddenly exerted strength in his legs, and the wooden floor suddenly burst open, as if someone had aimed a hammer at the floor and smashed it. Pushed by such a powerful explosive force from his muscles, his body flew over from the center of the basketball court in the blink of an eye. With that, With lightning speed, he passed through the gap between the stadium and the audience and approached me.

His speed was too fast, to the point that at this moment, I felt that the person charging over wasn't a human, but a speeding car.

There was no longer any room for hesitation.

When he came in front of me, he clenched his fist and punched me with a powerful punch.

I activated the Psychokinesis reflexively, raised my arms, and crossed them in front of my chest. However, his fist, which was as fast as lightning, changed direction the moment it was about to hit my arms. It changed its landing point and hit my chest.

His strength was enormous, and it carried the inertia of high-speed movement. I felt as if I had really been hit by a car, and my entire body was sent flying backwards.

Although I subconsciously used my arms to block it just now, my Psychokinesis protection actually worked on my entire body. There wouldn't be any decisive difference between hitting my arms and my chest. Thus, even if I was caught by him in his movements, It wouldn't cause any more harm, but it would just be a disgrace.

I fell from the front row of the audience seats to the back row. A few of my seats were crushed.

Just as I regained my senses, I realized that the brawny man had already jumped into the air and landed right where I was.

I immediately got up to avoid him.

He landed on the ground like a huge rock falling from the sky, pressing down on the already broken seat until it was even more horrible to look at.

These seats were made of cheap plastic, only the brackets below were made of black metal. I looked at the broken pieces of the plastic seats under his feet, and a thought flashed through my mind. The Psychokinesis followed my thought and was cast. The sharp plastic fragments floated in the air. At the same time that the brawny man noticed the abnormality, it stabbed at him from all angles.

The brawny man covered his eyes with one hand.

The plastic shard failed to pierce through his skin, and the shard that was aimed at his eyes failed due to his vigilance.

"A small trick."

He snorted coldly and charged towards me, striking out with his left fist.

I immediately attached the Psychokinesis to my right arm and struck out with my fist as well.

The two fists violently collided, producing a loud sound as if thunder had struck from the ground. I felt a strong wind blow past my face in an instant. This was the wind that was produced when the fists collided.

"So that's how it is. Not only are you resistant to blows, your strength is also quite good." The brawny man said.

Then, he raised his right fist again.

"But it's too tender!"

In the next moment, he retracted his left fist and punched out with his right fist.

I also pulled back my right fist and punched out with my left fist.

In the next three seconds, the fist and the fist collided. Strong winds blew in all directions, and even my ears felt as if they were going to be deafened by the continuous sounds of collisions. I took out a rapid combo that I had never used against an ordinary person in the past, and the brawny man's punches were even faster than mine. Three seconds later, he caught another flaw in me. I was sent flying to the basketball court.

I used the Psychokinesis to adjust my position in midair and steadily landed on the ground.

Suddenly, I realized that I was standing beside the strange bonfire and saw the iron sword that was inserted into the fire.

He seemed to have said that this thing is a ritual node, right?

I grabbed the hot iron sword and the Psychokinesis wrapped around my palm acted as a pair of heat insulation gloves.

"It's useless." The brawny man stood in the back of the audience and said to me, "You can't pull it out."

Indeed, just as he said, I can't pull it out, as if it was welded to the floor.

"Unless you kill me, it won't be able to pull it out. This node was designed like this." The brawny man walked over, "My mission is to guard this place and not let outsiders destroy the node."

His words hinted at his high position in this stronghold.

"Is it alright to tell me this kind of thing?" I asked, "As long as you don't tell me, I will continue to be confused."

"It doesn't matter." The brawny man said.

I don't know why he would say that. Isn't this a very important point? Did he set a trap for me in his language to mislead me? But I couldn't figure it out for a moment. I asked again, "You said that Alphonse Elric came here before, right?"

"That's right."

" Where is he now? " I asked, "Did you kill him?"

"No, he was taken away by Priest." The burly man said, "His luck is too bad. If his opponent was me, he still had a chance of winning, but his opponent was Priest. He has no power to resist. Originally, I was the only mage guarding this place, but it just so happens that Priest came here to inspect. He was unlucky enough to bump into the muzzle of the gun."

"Who is Priest?"

"He is our leader."

The brawny man seemed to be very easy to talk to. He answered all the questions that I asked.

"Why would you do such a thing?" I asked my biggest question, "What exactly is your purpose?"

"This is all for... Offering sacrifices to the great god"

Saying that, the brawny man suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of me, swinging his arm down.

I dodged this attack.

"Many people have died in Beaver City. Don't you feel guilty?"

"Those heretics who don't believe in God deserve to be punished!"

Once they talked about their ideology and beliefs, the strong man became unreasonable. He had been easy to talk to before, but now he showed a fanatical and extreme aggressiveness. I thought of the two people I interrogated before. Even though they were tortured by my cruel methods, they never gave in. However, I don't admire them. Instead, I feel that they are even more unreasonable. They are even very distorted.

I parried the strong man's attack while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. However, my counterattack was parried by him.

He must have gone through a long period of martial arts training. Every punch and kick was organized, which ordinary people did not have. I almost could not find any flaws in him.

It was ridiculous to say that I used the Superpowered of the Psychokinesis, but I was fighting with this guy who was good at strengthening my physical body. However, to be honest, this was indeed my fighting posture with all my strength.

Just like I said before, the power of my Psychokinesis will weaken along with the distance, and become stronger as the distance between us shortened. At a close distance, my Psychokinesis will be able to unleash even greater power. In other words, If I want to use my Psychokinesis to control an object to fight, it will naturally reflect the strength of my Psychokinesis when it is close to me. Since that's the case, is there anything in my vicinity that is more suitable than my own body as the vessel of the Psychokinesis?

Perhaps there is a smarter way to fight, but I am not a smart person.

"It's useless!" The brawny man shouted as he attacked, "I can see that you haven't learned martial arts at all. Your actions are full of flaws! You're just using this strange defense to fight me head on! Your defeat is only a matter of time!"

It was said that while martial artists paid attention to strength and technique, they also attached great importance to their imposing manner. The vigorous imposing manner and the weakened imposing manner were completely different in terms of strength. In a battle, it is not a careless move for him to divert his attention to speak. Perhaps he is not looking down on me. He was just strengthening his imposing manner and striking down my imposing manner.

The brawny man punched me in the chest, and I was pushed back by the enormous force and slid back nearly ten meters.

Although I was protected by the Psychokinesis, a small portion of his strength was still effective against me. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and I felt stuffy.

He rushed forward again and punched me.

I jumped back a step to avoid the attack. Then I jumped up and performed a somersault kick in the air.

"Naive!"

The strong man effortlessly blocked it, then he threw another punch at me, who was in the air.

According to the general martial arts ideology, any action that causes one to be unable to borrow strength is naive. He was right about this point; however, I am not a martial artist, I am a Superpowered. I can even move in the air.

I used the Psychokinesis to slightly change my position in the air to avoid his attack. In the next moment, I used the Psychokinesis to spin my body in the air and kicked again.

The brawny man was kicked in the face by me, and was sent flying a few meters away.

As expected, even a martial arts expert like him would not be able to react in time to this kind of attack that went against common sense.

He adjusted his posture in midair and steadily landed on the ground.

I seized this gap and rushed forward, kicking at him who had just landed on the ground.

He immediately parried my kick.

At this moment, due to the sounds of our battle being heard by the people outside, a dozen or so Heretic entered this indoor basketball court. When they discovered that I was fighting with the strong man, they immediately rushed towards me.

I saw someone holding a gun among them.

The burly man attacked me, and I immediately retreated, charging towards the dozen or so Heretic.

"Run!" The brawny man shouted at the dozen or so Heretic.

However, it was already too late.

I put them into the range of my Psychokinesis, and imagined the Psychokinesis as a falling blade. In the next moment, blood spurted out from their necks, and they all fell to the ground.

It would be great if this move could also have an effect on this brawny man. His defense was too high. This kind of attack would not have an effect.

"Damn it!"

My actions have angered him.

Looking at this scene, it seems like I am the villain.

Even I don't have the confidence to pay attention to the gunfire in other directions while fighting with this brawny man. If that's the case, my defeat is almost certain. If it were any other situation, I might consider showing mercy... But in this situation where there is no more spare time, I can only choose to kill them.

I had no choice but to kill them - - - this made it seem as if I had no choice but to kill them, as if I was looking for an excuse for myself. Actually, if it were any other situation, would I really be lenient to them? They were all the culprits who caused the Beaver City to become like this. Logically speaking, there was no reason for me to show mercy to them. They were not patients, nor were they victims. They deserved what they deserved. They deserved to die.

No, this is still an excuse.

Although I can claim to the public that I killed them because they were evil... Because they were guilty, but in the end, my motive for killing them... Just out of my selfishness. They became obstacles to me, increasing my risk... So I eliminated them. The reason why I feel as if a fishbone is stuck in my throat is because my motive is to benefit myself.

I don't feel guilty for my actions. I just feel that I have taken an irreparable step forward.

The strong man attacks me, I counter attack when I see him.

"You..." The strong man showed a shocked expression.

I know what he was thinking. He was probably wondering why he couldn't break through my defense as easily as before.

"Ever since I became a Superpowered, my intuition has become very good." I said to him.

"What do you want to say?" The brawny man's expression was ugly.

"What I mean is..." I took a step back, "Although I haven't learned martial arts, basically, as long as I follow my instincts, I can make the correct judgment."

This step of retreat caused the brawny man's punch to miss.

Immediately after, I seized this flaw and turned around to kick him back ten meters away.

"All I need to do is follow my senses?" The brawny man said, "Do you think I will believe you?"

"I don't need you to believe me either." I said, "Your martial arts are very outstanding. I've seen people who learn martial arts before, but they can't compare to you. After such a long time, I finally got used to your pace. In the future... even if I meet a martial artist as powerful as you, I won't be flustered. For this, I have to thank you."

" Shameless boasting! "

The brawny man attacked again.

Following his instincts, I started to attack him.

The attacks lasted for ten seconds, but he was still unable to break through my defense.

In the previous attack and defense, it only took three seconds. He was able to grasp my weakness; but now, ten seconds have passed. He still didn't catch my flaw. Even if I give him ten more seconds, it's useless. I think he can see through my weakness. It's just that he can't find it. Different from normal muscle movements, my body is driven by the Psychokinesis. As for the Psychokinesis, it is controlled by my thoughts. The technique of activating the Psychokinesis allows me to literally do whatever I want. Furthermore, there are no signs of the muscles exerting force.

However, if this continues, it will not end.

Although he hasn't been able to cause any effective damage to me, it's the same for me.

I have to bring out a stronger attack.

I broke away from the attack and defense and retreated by five meters.

The Psychokinesis that was evenly distributed both inside and outside my body began to concentrate on my right palm.

The brawny man charged forward and tried to chase after me.

My right palm spread open, and my five fingers came together.

Secret Skill - Hand Knife.

I faced the burly man and waved my right palm.

His fist was cut off from his wrist, causing blood to spurt out.

"What!?" The brawny man was shocked.

Taking advantage of the gap in his shock, I used the precious experience I gained from my previous battle to seize his weakness and mercilessly cut open his carotid artery.

Blood spurted out like a water gun.

He powerlessly fell to the ground. After struggling for a while, he finally stopped moving.

...

I finally let out a sigh of relief.

This Hand Knife is also a huge risk to me. Because the Psychokinesis that was evenly distributed before was concentrated on my right hand, while strengthening the attack power of my right hand, It also weakens the defense of other parts of the body. If I am unable to grasp his weakness and is successfully countered by him... At that time, with my defense, I would probably be heavily injured by him immediately. In the following battle, I fell into a disadvantage.

This brawny man is very strong, even causing me to be at a disadvantage for a while, but I won.

I walked towards the fire and stopped ten meters away from it. I used the Psychokinesis to pull out the iron sword.

Just as he had said before, this iron sword could only be pulled out after his death.

Strange, I thought he had said it so straightforwardly. Perhaps he had set a trap for me, which was why he stood a little further away. I didn't get too close, but nothing happened? Was he telling the truth? But if that was the case, what motive did he have to tell me everything?

I took out my black phone and looked at the map.

Another red fork disappeared from the map. It was the southern stronghold I was at.

So that's how it is. As long as I pull out the node of the ritual, it will be considered as destroying the stronghold? Recalling what the brawny man said before, this stronghold was most likely set up for this node of the ritual.

I carried the iron sword and left the stronghold.