Faust was still in the command car, but he couldn't put his leg on the steering wheel and smoke a cigarette to hear the good news.

The mission of his unit is to capture a Hydra stronghold and destroy all resistance. Faust originally thought it was just an ordinary annihilation mission, but he didn't expect it to be a hard bone to gnaw.

This mission was unexpectedly difficult, and seven front-line fighters rushed into the base, and now nearly half an hour has passed, and they have not been able to take it.

Don't underestimate the seven men, as far as Faust knows, the Howling Commando is the strongest team that Nick Fury can command outside of the Avengers.

According to the information transmitted by the "synaesthetes", the initial team was quite successful, and the miscellaneous soldiers of Hydra were vulnerable to their own combat elite.

But the good times didn't last long, and soon, everyone encountered a rather difficult enemy, whose ability completely restrained the members of the Howling Commando - which was not good news, and it meant that S.H.I.E.L.D. intelligence had leaked again.

These were not the most important things, and what made Faust even more troublesome was that in addition to the seven ambushers who were pestering his own combatants, there was also an eighth man, a psychic warlock like himself.

That's right, not a psychic person, but a true psychic mancer.

The abilities of psychic people are not the same as those of psychic warlocks, their strength is far less comprehensive than that of psychic warlocks, and there are subtle differences in the nature of their powers, and this difference can be felt by anyone who is a psychic warlock.

The moment he spotted the other man, Faust knew he had to take part in the battle - he could have hidden behind in the previous battles and commanded the battle, and if the battle was at a disadvantage, Faust would flee. But this time is different, when you discover each other, the other party also discovers yourself.

Faust knew in his heart that he wanted not to run away on both sides.

Faust's battle with the other side was on the verge of breaking out, and they did not show too much psychic ability, but chose to only use pure psychic power to interfere with the opponent.

The two sides tacitly let the battle stay at the level of supporting their own side and interfering with the enemy.

Even then, the intensity of the battle was high enough. Faust was already sweating on his forehead, and he was sitting with his brows furrowed, his eyes closed, his hands lightly resting on his temples, and he was clearly in his most focused state.

It seems that his own ability is slightly inferior, and if he maintains such a war of attrition, his side will definitely lose.

As a last resort, Faust whispered: "The other party also has a psychic ability, I don't have the strength to support you, you can ask for more blessings." ”

After saying that, he didn't listen to other people's answers, and immediately revoked the effect of the ability "synesthetic". Faust immediately started the command vehicle, and he didn't care about hiding, and drove directly towards the Hydra base.

A few minutes later, a box truck was parked in the middle of a meadow, and Faust pushed the door, lit a cigarette, and looked ahead.

According to the intelligence, two kilometers ahead is the base of Hydra, disguised as a logging camp, Faust estimated the distance, raised his left hand, and made a shooting motion.

In the distance, the Crystal Servant carried by the combatants quickly manifests one of Faust's only two Level 3 abilities, disarming the psionic energy.

It's not a pleasant thing to have your psychic energy interrupted, especially if you're a synaesthete and you're connected to your senses, and Faust can even feel the screams of the other person. The opponent's power suddenly fluctuated in the psionic sense, which confirmed Faust's feelings.

Faust smiled slightly, the war book had been delivered, and he was waiting for the other side to come to fight.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, a motorcycle was coming from a distance.

The rider in the car jumped down, "Hello, Faust. Faust was not surprised that the other party knew his name, and it was a trivial matter for those who could prepare seven people who could restrain their own combatants to know their own name.

Faust is not going to answer this question in words, "Bang, bang, bang!" At the moment, bullets are a better language.

Firearms are a good thing, Faust thought, a wonderful balance between lethality and physical exertion.

However, Faust was not naïve enough to think that a firearm could cause too much trouble for the opponent, and in fact, it was impossible to say whether he could hinder the opponent a little.

"Put down that boring weapon and duke it out the way of a psychic man. The pitch-shifting sound came from under the motorcycle helmet.

The other party was clearly not angry at Faust's sneak attack - the bullet hit him like a ball of mud thrown against the wall, and was instantly squeezed into a small copper cake.

Level 1 psionic ability, inert armor, Faustian meditation.

Inert armor is the strongest physical defense of the Tier 1 abilities. However, the opponent's inert armor can shoot automatic rifle bullets at close range, which obviously invests more spiritual energy.

Unlike spells, psionic abilities have a fixed effect on each spell, and no matter how advanced a mage is, they can't change the effect of a spell - they can only create more powerful spells.

Psionic energy, on the other hand, has greater flexibility, and as you put in more power, its effect will be magnified, and each psionic energy is more like an ability than a spell. This is also the basis for the existence of the profession of Psychic Warlock.

The opponent's inert armor is at least at the level of the second level, and it is a second-level spiritual energy at hand, and it seems that the opponent's spiritual power is very abundant.

Faust still doesn't plan to respond to the other person, and it's not wise to talk to a hostile psychic maniver, as every word you say will help your opponent break your defenses.

And between psychic warlocks, speaking in battle is a kind of contempt for each other.

A buzzing beep sounded, and Faust did the same, applying himself an inert armor layer to the same assimilation, and then rushed at the opponent with a stride, smashing it into the abdomen.

Psychic Warlocks are not simply a spell-casting profession, in fact, a large proportion of Psychic Warlocks are dedicated to exploring the boundaries and connections between mind and matter.

Their psychic power is faithfully reflected in their physique, bringing terrifying physical qualities, and in order to use their powerful physical strength, the training of these psychic warlocks includes a lot of hand-to-hand martial arts.

Faust learned the techniques of this genre.

The opponent did not dodge Faust's attack, but relied on the defense of the inert armor to take a hard punch, and firmly grasped Faust's fist with his right hand, and reached out with his left hand, pinching Faust's right shoulder.

Faust struggled for a moment and did not break away, and the opponent kicked his right foot diagonally upwards and kicked Faust in the waist.

Faust also has the defense of inert armor, and neither of them has enough punches and kicks to break through this powerful layer of physical defense.

Faust smiled, although the other party's psionic ability was more superb than his own, but he had no combat experience, he suddenly reached out his left hand, and a faint crystal light flashed on his hand.

Tier 1 ability, Touch of Dissolution, makes it invincible with its sheer power of disintegration, and most importantly, it doesn't count as physical damage and can bypass the defenses of inert armor.

Moreover, at this moment, Faust has invested in it with the equivalent of a third-level ability, which is enough to turn half of his opponent's body into ashes.

"Sneer" The other party was not afraid of this, but sneered, and a layer ......of silver light flashed on his body, and suddenly disappeared in front of Faust's eyes.

Faust's center of gravity was unbalanced, and he threw himself forward, falling into the mud. Faust rolled forward, and was about to get up, but suddenly froze.

Faust turned around stiffly like a puppet, just in time to see the silver light around his opponent slowly disappear, and one of his hands with five fingers spread out to face him.

In a flash of light, Faust had already figured out the other party's strategy. Faust shook his head, thinking to himself that he might have fallen into the trap of the other party from the beginning.

When the other party talked to him, he cast a first-level ability to control the sound, hiding the beeping sound of the manifest ability, so that he could not find out that the other party cast a third-level ability time jump, so as to seize the initiative, and finally the fourth-level ability psionic domination technique, which instantly deprived himself of the command of the body and easily captured himself.

"I've lost......" Faust couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. Since returning to Earth, I have been smooth sailing, and it is not unjust to plant here......

"Hehe, your inner drama is quite rich. The other party took off his motorcycle helmet, "Stop playing, wake up, if you don't wake up, you'll hang up." ”

Faust couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the other party's face, "You...... You ...... "You didn't say a word for a long time."

The other party has the same face as Faust, only two eyes, no iris and whites, all of which are dark black that is not reflective.

"Who the hell are you?" Faust finally asked.

Unexpectedly, the other party was greatly disappointed, "I thought you could ask any more interesting questions." ”

Suddenly, the other party pinched Faust's chin and pulled his cheek, "See? Like you, who do you think I am? I'm Faust!"

Without waiting for Faust to reply, he continued: "I am you, you are me." I am the madness you bury in the deepest part of your heart, the beast nature you hide. Every moment, every second, I want to be free. I hide under your bed every night, hoping to be taken seriously. When your soul returns to Heaven, I will be like you forever silent, and I will no longer be able to follow you. ”

He grew dark eyes, stared straight at Faust, and said word by word, "I am the self you don't want to face." ”

Faust was in a cold sweat behind his back, and he smiled reluctantly: "I...... What do I have that I don't want to face myself, I've always ...... I ......"

Black-eyed Faust tilted his head and replied, "I've always been true to my heart's desires, haven't I?"

Faust stopped speaking at all, and the world before him was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, like an old television, with a snowflake flashing from time to time.

Black-eyed Faust's voice could still be heard in his ears, "Do you really think that's what you want?

"That's wrong! You don't want it at all! You just follow the way other people look, learn from their words and deeds, learn from their appearance, learn from their accountability...... You forget who you are. ”

"Look at you, imitation makes you so weak, a realistic hallucination, deleting and modifying your memory, satisfying your so-called desire, you can trick yourself into dying~~" The blurred shadow in front of him seemed to be bouncing around him.

"You know you don't want this, the emptiness of wealth and power, you've tasted it, these caricatures of life, and you're going to get tired of it sooner or later. ”

Faust had a splitting headache, but the other party's words were still stuck in his head like a sharp blade, and Faust could not even turn a deaf ear.

"Some people love money, some people value righteousness, and some people just want to see the world burn. Black-eyed Faust chanted aloud.

He patted Faust on the shoulder and said, "That big tree's method of eating people is useless to us - to create a virtual world that satisfies people's wishes, and then let people indulge in it and be digested by him...... What if this man's greatest wish is to destroy the world—even if he doesn't care at all?"

He smirked, "We are sparks drifting in the wind, ignorant and ignorant of the fire that burns the world, wake up, brother, and bring the gifts you have been unwilling to accept." ”