Enaxiline and Selina, the head of the medical team, stand in front of a tent in an open area.

As an S-class psionic envoy specializing in medical affairs, Miss Selina needs to be specially arranged to protect her when performing such a large-scale mission. And this is the unlucky ...... of ennacycillin Ah no, the best candidate at the moment.

"Little Aaron~" Selina suddenly spoke, and the tail note was upturned.

Ernacillin shook subconsciously and turned his head a little stiffly, "Yes...... Is there something wrong Miss Serena?"

"Yes~" Selina blinked her left eye, "Come and help my sister try a new medical psychic technique?"

"Uh...... No, no, no, no. Miss Serena, look, the rescue team is back!" Enacillin was very flustered, and the experience brought by Serena's medical psychic skills was very ...... Unforgettable, luckily the rescue team returned with the people from the training camp.

"Snort. Selina snorted disdainfully and turned to look at the people brought back by the rescue team.

"Tsk. Mafia's people deserve to be kicked and broken by the horse!" She frowned and looked at the rescue team carrying or carrying back the people, and the tragic condition on their bodies was unbearable to look at. "Little Aaron, the peculiarities of Selena's medical psychics, don't let those bastards interrupt me. ”

"Understood, Miss Serena, I'll be outside on guard. "Anacyrin understands that Selena's use of medical psychic techniques is special, and if interrupted, both the user and the recipient will be dangerous.

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Mafia Headquarters.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The psionic power has made the guild people crazy, crazy. ”

"Tsk. What are you panicking about? Can they all ......" Before he could finish his sentence, there was a loud noise outside.

Boom!

The outer walls of Mafia were shattered to pieces by shells. Flying fragments of the wall pierced most of the exposed Mafia members, and for a moment, bright red liquid flowed everywhere.

"I've said it all, how easy it would have been to use the cannon earlier, and if you have to take a staff and smash the fireball there, can you really smash it open, or will it be our turn to clean them up?" Mr. Sammy slammed the psionic cannon he was carrying on his shoulder, which was about as tall as him, to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He rolled his eyes at Gina, who was holding a staff on the side, he didn't quite understand why the other party was using fireball spells on walls with extremely high magic resistance.

Gina rolled her eyes back and raised her staff to strike, but Sammy immediately hid behind Euris, leaving Gina to use her staff to vent her anger in extreme rage. "Do you believe it or not, I'll hit you all over the head with a staff?Besides, the physical resistance of the wall is not low, right?" As a melee mage, Gina is very proficient in staff skills, and if the wall is not too thick, she may be the first to smash the wall with an alloy staff.

"Well, quiet. Holmond turned his head and glanced at the two of them nonchalantly, the psionic energy in his palms turned and pressed down on the choking dust raised by the cannonballs, they were not here to sneak attack, and there was no need to make a mess in the dust.

As he spoke, Gina and Sammy fell silent, honestly returning to their predetermined positions, quietly waiting for Mafia's leading psionic envoy.

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Sitting on a slightly flat stone protruding from the medical team's tent, Enasilin flipped his fingers, constantly using the reminiscence magic to recall the environment and dream creatures he saw in the dream last night, trying to construct the dream.

The distorted and mixed day and night in the air are not in the right order and collapses, the sun, moon and stars are in the same place but are slightly in the wrong position and collapse, the broken ground fragments are not in the right shape, size and position, and collapse, and the dream creatures are incorrectly constituted and collapse......

Annacyrin kept trying to construct the dream, and then kept collapsing the structure because of various details. Time and time again, trying to construct an object or scene is tedious and tedious.

Recalling the twisted and painful appearance of the dream creature, Enacyrin became intrigued by the dream creature's past. He wondered what kind of pain could turn a normal creature into the distorted and disorganized form of a dream.

Enacyrin got up, stretched his somewhat stiff body, and looked up at the sky.

The deep night was covered with a veil of clouds, which as time went on, as if they had been added layer after veil, thickening and thickening until they were obscured by gray. The wind blew in the direction of the training camp and hit the face as if someone was scratching with a blade.

Did he always feel that something was wrong, was it dangerous?Enacyrin felt that the psionic energy around him was not quite right, but when he looked around, there was no commotion around him, nothing unusual except for the busy members of the Guild and the assault groups that lit fires in the distance, and the black smoke that rose from the flames.

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Mo Mo sits in an extremely secluded place, and as a recorder, she must ensure that she is safe and objective. “...... While Holmond and the others were dealing with ten leader-level psionics at the headquarters of Mafia, Enasilin seemed to be trying to construct a new scene art card, but he didn't succeed. He sensed an anomaly around him, but he couldn't find it. I should rush there, there ......"

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Wrong!

Something is wrong everywhere.

The clouds shrouded the deep night, and the wind blew on the face as if it had been blown by a blade.

Wind?

The wind blew from the camp but it didn't smell burning, and it didn't even blow away the smoke column.

"There's an attack!"

These words appeared in Enercillin's mind, and along with them came a whistling sound pointing to the tent!

'Turn the studio upside down. ’

Before the whistling sound was close, Ernacillirin subconsciously threw out the only scene-type painting card "Upside Down Studio", dragging the attacker directly into his own scene space.

'Upside down'

With a few snaps of his fingers, Ernacillin reversed the scene several times in a row, trying to make the sneak attacker dizzy and weaken the combat power when he didn't react.

Due to the rapid transition of the scene, the strange and unreasonable scene was reversed several times in a row, and the sneak attacker didn't react for a while, but just randomly put a few range-type spiritual spells that made no distinction between friend and foe.

"It's strong, at least at Mr. Sammy's level, even stronger, the reversal can't be stopped, and we must find a way to hold him back as soon as possible. Using "Upside Down" to forcibly rely on the void created when the space was reversed, he narrowly and dangerously brushed against the psychics, and Enacyrin took a slight breath in the other party's tectonic interval.

Annecillin, who had used "upside down" several times in a row, was a little dizzy, but his mind was calm and he had an idea in a moment. Ernacillin was ready to use another ability of the studio, and it was also one that was extremely spiritually draining.

He kept using his left hand upside down in mid-air, and with difficulty raising his right hand to make a fist despite the dizziness in his mind.

'Stagnation'

As the ability to draw cards is activated, everything in the scene space stands still for a second, except for Ernacillin.

Ernacillin relied on this short second to scatter the remaining drawing cards on his body at once, and maximize their activation.

In the fusion explosion of various painted cards, Ernacillin exits the scene space at the last moment, and gathers the spiritual energy in the painted cards into the space at one time to produce spiritual energy fusion and explode!

Bang!

A small mushroom-shaped smoke painting card rose from the space, and the power was so great that Enacylin, who was separated by an unknown number of different spaces, felt a tremor.

"Such an explosion...... Can't survive, right?" Ernacillin vaguely saw the mushroom-like smoke rising from the explosion through several different dimensions, and he was a little uneasy, but he couldn't think of how this kind of explosion that passed through space would survive.

"Well, I'm not sure if the other side is dead or alive, but I don't have a single drawing card left. Ernacillin smiled bitterly, at this time, he was almost like an ordinary B-class psionic power, and that person just now must have at least the level of Mr. Sammy, that is, the S-class, if he really survived, it would be a big problem.

"Well, really, not a single one left?" a thin, bloodstained hand rested lightly on Enacylin's shoulder, and a low, slightly pleasant voice sounded in his ears, "Unfortunately, I'm not dead." ”

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Enacylin's pupils contracted rapidly, and he didn't dare to turn his head, so he quietly contacted the nearby psionic energy, wanting to observe the enemy. But before he could get in touch, his consciousness collided with a pair of eyes that were as cold and black as the most terrifying abyss.

"Don't play such a small trick, it's not very useful. The man behind him seemed to smile meaninglessly, and the hand on Enacylin's shoulder strained slightly.

Eneracillin tried to flip his fingers to construct psionic energy, but there was a palpitating fluctuation in the hand on his shoulder, as if if as soon as he moved, the hand would start at his shoulder and slowly corrode him.

"Don't be nervous, I was going to get rid of you, but I'm curious about how that explosion came about. Ernacillirin felt the man behind him move closer, his chin resting on his shoulder, and this time Ernacillin saw a strand of purple hair.

"......" is something that must never be said to allow the psionic energy in the drawing card to fuse, as both Miss Mo Mo and the gentleman in the dream have told. "If it's widespread, then that's the source of destruction. "These are the original words of Miss Momo, and they must not be revealed, even if they die with this secret.

"Hmm, are you asleep? That only helps wake you up. ”

Zizi

A piercing pain came from his shoulder, and the burning sting of flesh corroded by the acid made Ernacillin's face pale and sweat dripping from his forehead, but he didn't say a word, unable to move.

The person behind him sighed in an exaggerated tone, "It's amazing, at least I couldn't stand this pain when you were old, I cried so badly at that time." Although he was sighing, the spiritual energy fluctuations in his hands were not polite at all, and the corrosive substance was constantly composing, devouring the flesh and blood of Ernacillin.

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"Ahem. Is this the actual combat strength of the S-class, ahem. "As a reserve S-level psionic envoy, Leloya usually competes with the association's S-level psionic envoys, but the competition is only a competition, and it is impossible to come up with desperate means.

Like this time, Leloa's opponent didn't give him a chance to construct a strange creature at all, and the opponent was committed to interrupting his structure and taking the time to give him a few more stabs.

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