Chapter Forty-Seven: The Truth Is a Quick Knife

When the orange red flame glows through the hot dog stand.

Its devastating air shock caused creatures within a radius of 100 meters to lose their ability to move and collapse to the ground, and the terrifying aftermath passed through the docks, lit a burning passage in the ocean, and flew straight to an unknown distance of many kilometers.

Everyone was distracted by this exaggerated energy.

This is the power of the psyker.

When such a simple and ridiculous attack as throwing a stone turned into an electromagnetic catapult five times the speed of sound, all words pale in the face of this kinetic attack of evaporating steel.

From the perspective of a bystander.

When Eric suddenly came out of the twisted darkness, an orange line of fire flashed from where he was, and the sonic boom that had been torn apart after the supersonic blow poured into the ears of the others, and the smell of scorching metal was heard in the air.

As for the line of fire at sea level.

It is completely proved that the electromagnetic cannon shell of this excessive attack has flown to where it has flown after it has been fired into the soul, and it may be possible to find its wreckage more than ten kilometers away.

The mournful cry of crying dad and shouting mother is a belated movement.

The American people, who were eating melons in the fun, never imagined that this terrorist attack would suddenly fall on their side, and those who were still able to act were like frightened roosters, running and barking, and they couldn't even care about the basketball in their hands.

The vengeful Eric accidentally injured many people.

But fortunately, he still had his senses, and he didn't use his psionic energy more violently to tear apart the matter, turning the entire New York Harbor into a rushing muddy wave.

Ride on your own tamed Chaos Steel Mount.

As Eric quickly regained his strength, his eyes excitedly caught the hot dog stand that had turned into a molten shape. Sebastian and Li Lin both looked to have died under this blow, at least the flesh and blood that were caught off guard could not withstand this kind of energy output bombardment that could instantly evaporate steel.

Even if it's a Chaos Cultist.

In the material realm of environmental stability, it is also subject to the checks and balances of physical laws.

Is Sebasti dead?

The answer is no.

When he caught a glimpse of Eric leaping out of the darkness and then the orange line of fire running in his direction, he did only one thing.

That's a wave of the hand.

Li Lin saw the Black Emperor waving his hand, gently brushing the edge of the line of fire as if he were caressing a lover. Immediately, a small part of this devastating power was extracted by him, and then the entire hot dog stand was radiated by psionic energy, and it was extremely strange and incomprehensible to merge with the shelling track.

It is one, and it naturally cannot be destroyed.

After this terrible kinetic energy bombardment, all Xiao needs to do is to restore the matter he has changed to its original state, and the subtle application of psionic energy in every move shows the wisdom of this psychic man under the influence of Tzeentch, which makes him behave like a magician in psionic energy.

After seeing this scene, the other psionics were all shocked by the gap between themselves and the Black Emperor.

It's like the difference in math between high school students and college professors.

Sebastian even had the leisure to help Li Lin tidy up his messy clothes, meticulously completed the image tidying, and after respectfully retiring to the lord of subspace, the Black Emperor slowly turned around and faced his creation in the smoke of gunpowder.

"Look who it is, little Eric, you've grown up."

"I am the Frankenstein monster, and I have come to find my Creator." Unforgettable hatred overflowed from Eric's eyes, and he caught a glimpse of Li Lin, an urge to kill and then quickly diffuse.

"Tut-tut, little Eric, you don't have any gratitude."

"Are you grateful that you killed my mother?" Eric glanced down at the tattoo number on his wrist that had been left behind in the concentration camp, the demon he had faced for countless nightmarish nights.

And the source of this inner demon.

It's all here at the moment.

Do it, do it, that's what he's trying to do after Sebastian!

"Oh~~ It seems that your memory is not very good." Sebastian walked the molten earth with strange steps, his smile like a demon from hell.

And the next words he said made Eric go straight away.

"Little Eric, let me help you remember. I didn't kill your mother, all I did was bring her to the scene and let her see for herself what her children are doing for the Empire. Remember, that demon engine, when you're intoxicated with your own power, when your mother tries to wake you up. ”

What was it like at that time?

As one of the audience at the scene, no one knew better than Sebastian what was going on.

Li Lin also knows it.

It's just that if Eric doesn't ask, then there is no need to tell him what happened at that time, from this point of view, Li Lin is also a bad taste from a certain point of view, and there seems to be nothing wrong with considering the existence of Tzeentch.

"You lie!!"

Enraged, Eric raised his hand and rolled up a storm of metal shards, and the small tornado that roared out like a bulldozer tore everything in front of him and ran straight towards Sebastian.

"Tut-tut, my heart is empty, I modified your brain at the time, so that you forgot what you did~~"

Overwhelmed by shards of metal, the Black Emperor's voice came from within.

Unscathed, he walked out leisurely, and the metal fragments wrapped in lethal kinetic energy lost their strength and fell directly when they touched him.

"As long as I want, my Frankenstein monster, you can always recall how you controlled the demon engine and skinned your mother. You are so easily seen through, just like when you were a child, you hate your mother, who is a Jew, who gave birth to you. ”

Probably annoyed by Eric.

He raised his hand and waved it at Eric, and a wave of psionic energy mixed with malevolent and heart-damaging language erupted, creating a path of death with a scream from Chaos.

"Don't try to fool me!"

Not to be outdone, Eric used his color to burst into the mouth of the flaming steel monster, and the lightning silver serpent that erupted through the accumulation danced wildly, canceling out the shockwave of the other party.

He was no stranger to the power of Chaos, and Eric had traveled deep into the subspace many times to harness psionic energy to defeat some subspace creatures in order to gain their power.

He can create many living steel monsters.

The source of this power is undoubtedly from the Demon Engine, and Eric's dangerous actions have given him great power, and without any teaching, he is still among the top psionics in this world!

At this moment, he wants to release everything about himself!