254. Energy level, join or die
The sky was overcast and there was not a ray of sunlight in sight.
At noon, Dean drove his Volvo to a rest stop on the side of the road.
He ate his burger and looked at the flower bed not far away.
To the melodious sound of the convenience store's announcement, Salma lifted Lillian up in circles, scratched her squeaky sockets, made her giggle, pulled her to shake her shoulders and hips, and moved lightly on her toes to dance the chinelo.
The breeze blows their soft long black hair, beautiful and innocent, two similar smiling faces, and dancing postures, forming a beautiful photo, which makes people's hearts unconsciously become soft.
Dean couldn't help but think of the intoxicating style of the beautiful woman,
After a while, Salma walked over with Lilian, who was blushing in her face, and took a bottle of water handed by Dean, "Lilian has been locked up in the house by that bastard for five years, has no friends, has never been to such a far place, and has never been so happy as today." β
Dean pinched Lilian's little face, "No wonder this little guy doesn't talk much. In the future, I have to let her go to school and have more contact with her peers. β
As Dean spoke, he suddenly turned to the road in the distance, and a blue light appeared at the end, piercing his pupils like needles, and he breathed sluggishly, and a strong feeling of discomfort occurred in his heart.
An omenous vision leaped before himβthe calm and peaceful sight of the rest stops around him was far away, and he stood on top of a cliff, one foot had stepped out of the ground, suspended in the air, and below was an abyss with no bottom in sight, and the cold wind from the abyss was like an ice blade cutting at his bones.
Dean sighed, "Salma, take Lilian into the car and drive ten miles forward." β
"What's wrong?" The woman looked at the man's solemn expression, and her face became nervous, "Did the kidnapper's accomplices catch up?" β
"It has nothing to do with the kidnapping case, it's a little trouble I provoked, you go first."
Salma hesitated for a second, but looked down at her innocent-looking sister, gritted her teeth and pulled her into the car, "I'll wait for you in front." β
As the two left, Dean breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the striped T-shirt salesperson at the convenience store.
The salesman fell unconscious, and his body soared into the air, flying a kilometer away, lying under a huge raised rock.
Almost at the same time, a blue sedan pulled into the rest stop parking lot.
The doors open.
A man in a black denim jacket and pants, with a mushroom head, walked down, staring at Dean with bulging eyes, a bright smile on his pale and lazy face, as if he had seen an old friend, beckoning from afar, but he did not move under his feet, maintaining a distance of 100 meters,
"Good afternoon, man, you're running so fast, I've scrapped several cars to keep up."
Dean looked at the other party without saying a word, his mind racing wildly, who the hell is this? In what way did you track yourself?
Under the perspective of life, the life energy far beyond ordinary people is like a silver-white armor wrapped around the body of this strange man, but its strength is inferior to that of Dean.
"Don't be so hostile, I just want to make friends." Seeing that the other party's expression was not good, the man shrugged his shoulders, pointed to his head and introduced himself, "My name is Anton Ziger, a member of the twelfth group of the Special Operations Department. β
"What do you call Your Excellency? Can you give me a real name? β
Dean remained silent with a straight face.
Mushroomhead was unimpressed, "Well, the Special Operations Department has heard about it?" β
Dean nodded this time and spoke, "An organization composed of superpowers that specializes in dealing with supernatural affairs. β
"You know a lot."
"How did you find me?"
Anton Ziegy shook his mushroom hair angrily, "You have eliminated the regenerators of the Voodoo cult in New Orleans, protected the citizens who have been tragically poisoned by the supernatural, and have shown great strength, which is the same as our position. β
"So I used a little special trick to track you down, and now, on behalf of the Twelfth Group of the Special Operations Department, I would like to send you a formal invitation to join us and join us on the right path!"
Dean raised his eyebrows, "What's the right path?" β
The mushroom head raised his voice and said in a demagogic tone,
"Join us, you don't need to change your face frequently, hide like a rat in the sewer, you will get a legal, official, socially recognized identity, as well as fourth-level treatment, generous monetary rewards, training and promotion programs provided by the organization, confidential information, a large logistics team, and all kinds of enjoyment."
Dean interrupted, "Fourth-level treatment? What does Level 4 mean? β
Anton saw that the other party was on the road, and nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, because our department is mainly responsible for fighting, so the treatment of members is also based on their own combat power level, and the department is roughly divided into these levelsββ"
"The first level is the awakening level, and this level has just gained abilities, and the combat and control are relatively jerky... Using your telekinesis as an example, this level can only clumsily use telekinesis to manipulate some small things, such as fruit knives, pencils, and books, and basically has no self-protection ability. β
"The second level is the control level, familiar with the operation of telekinesis, the strength of telekinesis is increased, it can lift cars, telekinesis flight, obliterate ordinary humans, and the telekinetic shield shaped by it also has a weak resistance to thermal weapons such as guns."
"The third level is the deepening level, where superpowers are discovered and deepened, and further effects are derived, and the telemind is able to initially manipulate more subtle objects: molecules, a certain kind of energy: heat, electricity, or light... In addition, the strength of telekinesis has been further increased, and the telekinetic shield created can resist most common firearms, including sniper rifles. β
"The fourth level is the transformation level, proficient in energy manipulation, creating fireballs, electric shocks, lasers and other energy attacks, and the mental strength can lift objects of at least ten tons, and the mental power shield resists the impact of at least a piece of C4 explosives close to the explosion... Able to manipulate dozens of objects at the same time with telekinesis. And you are currently in the fourth level of beginner stage. β
Anton smiled at Dean who was listening carefully,
"The next one is very rare, the fifth level is the domain level, and the domain has incredible power, and it can resist missile attacks with mental power alone!"
"The sixth level is the natural disaster level, tearing the space apart, and destroying a city in one hand!"
"Continue to be inferior to the weaker gods, and when you join our special operations department, you will naturally know."
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This was the first time Dean had heard about the superpower classification, and his eyes were full of brilliance, and he thought about it carefully and felt that it was very appropriate.
Although his "shadow" has a domain-level suffix, it may be because the basic level is too low and only lv3, so it seems that it is at most half a field.
But he also has the ability to shuttle through the Spiritual Thin Prison and call the Underworld, and the two tearing spaces belong to the sixth level.
"Thanks for the introduction," Dean nodded sincerely at the mushroom head, "but if a superpowered person has multiple abilities?" β
"Benefits are calculated on the basis of one of the highest levels of competence. However, the number of people with compound abilities is extremely rare, and the proportion of all abilities is about 1 in 1,000. You have two abilities in your hands, and once you enter the organization, you will enjoy the senior level 4 treatment. β
"Two?"
"Are you examining me?" The mushroom head smiled, "Telekinesis and mimicry, as well as life energy." But life energy is not considered a superpower, and ordinary people may also awaken if they have certain opportunities. β
After speaking, the mushroom head stared at Dean and emphasized,
"As you can see, I have given the utmost respect and sincerity to answer all your questions, can you answer them now, do you want to join the group?"
"You nod, I will take you back to meet other team members immediately, and become a family that loves each other. Starting today, you'll be able to enjoy Level 4 treatment, and trust me, you'll only regret not joining the organization sooner. β
Dean's mind flashed back to the toad man he had seen in the Fallaille underground base, and the deformed ogre who had escaped from Oak Ridge on the Bear Mountain Road,
"I have a problem, you claim that the special services are in the service of the state and the protection of humanity from the supernatural. But why do you want to kill innocent people and conduct all kinds of mutation and evolutionary experiments? β
Hearing this, the mushroom head Anton's eyes became very subtle, and he rubbed his nose vigorously as if he was suffering from an addiction.
"You're very well-informed, but I'll have to correct it, we try to protect most people, not all of them. Sometimes a little sacrifice is required for the sake of the bigger picture. This sacrifice is necessary, and they are giving for the country, for all of humanity, and for the planet. β
Dean's eyes were like a torch, "Have you ever asked if these few sacrifices are voluntary?" β
Anton Ziger sighed when he heard this, "There are more than 100,000 people who naturally disappear in the United States every year, why do you keep clinging to the thousands of consumables that our department needs?" Are you a more merciful deity and mother than Jesus Christ and the Virgin Mary? Yes? β
"Of course not, but I will not torture and kill innocent people with cruel means, for the sake of so-called experiments. We have a different philosophy. β
"Haha, idea?" Anton suddenly held up the metal tube in one hand and the rubber tube in the other and asked, "Do you know what this is?" β
Dean frowned, "Inflatable gun? β
"Tie the reed gun." Anton added, "This is a special tool used by butchers in the slaughterhouse to safely slaughter livestock, pull the trigger, and the force generated by the high-pressure gas will quickly hit the small hammer, aiming at the forehead to instantly shatter the skull and brain of the livestock, so that the livestock will die on the spot." β
"And you know what," said Anton, in a dark and high-pitched tone, as if he were giving a speech, "that livestock are to butchers what ordinary people are to superpowers." β
He opened his hands and circled around, as if to salute a group of invisible spectators, his eyes widened, his throat trembled, and his spit flew everywhere, "You and I, our superpowers, are the natural managers, masters, and rulers of this world... We are more advanced creatures than ordinary humans! β
"Isn't it a great mercy and grace for ordinary people to come together in obscurity to protect all of humanity from ghosts and the supernatural, at the great risk of being destroyed by the Law of Convergence?"
"They will be honored for their efforts, so why should you pity them."
Dean looked at this sick face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "There is a madman like you in the Special Operations Department?" Then I refuse! β
"Refuse?" The mushroom head stepped away from Chaplin, who was outside the figure-of-eight, and smiled, "In order to find you along the way, there have been three necessary sacrifices." β
"If you continue to ask these boring questions, refuse, and run away, then there will be more necessary sacrifices. Anyway, I have hundreds of killings a year. He tried to smirk and stared straight at Dean a hundred meters away, but his eyes were as cold as ice, and there was no emotional fluctuation.
"As long as I can bring you back, it doesn't matter if I use up all the places."
β¦β¦
Di An's head rose to enlightenment, this mushroom head is most likely a madman whose will attributes far exceed his spirit, and his false smile is just his outright indifference and inhuman disguise,
"I refuse."
The atmosphere was tense, and the air was as oppressive as the eve of a storm.
"All supernatural beings that are not under the control of the organization are threats, you either join us or-" Mushroom Head pulled out a dark yellow coin from his bosom and tossed it gently, "Destroy by me!" β
Bang β
The coin flew three meters above Anton Zieger's head.
In the distance, Dean's pupils flashed platinum light, and life perspective and spiritual vision were turned on at the same time.
Suddenly.
Two huge and incomparable figures suddenly appeared in the open space next to the mushroom head, more than three meters tall, dressed in black and white fluffy to exaggerated, with vertical frilled clothes, the top of the head was smooth without a single hair, the thin face was painted white, the eyes and mouth were painted black, and the nose was red ball.
It looks like two strange and terrifying giant clowns hidden in the air, the clown in black is holding a tie-gun at the coin jet, the clown in white opens and closes his mouth and gnaws the air, and they grin to the big mouth at the root of the ear, revealing triangular serrations that shimmer metallicly.
What the hell?
Dean stared at the clown in disbelief, and the dark pupils of the mushroom head on the opposite side turned into sharp stars for a momentβ
Shock of the will!
An invisible force rushed into Dean's mind through the medium of his eyes, cleansing his spirit and soul, and he snorted, and a red light flowed up the mirror shield expertise in the panel.
The telekinetic impact was instantly resisted by Dean.
In the next second, the "shadow" opened the field, and the air within a radius of one kilometer shook, and the space rippled, and an invisible oppressive force enveloped the entire area.
The clown and mushroom head playing with coins in the distance felt their bodies sink at the same time, and all their attributes were weakened by ten percent!
Hmmm-
The figure flashed, teleported across a distance of 100 meters, and appeared behind the mushroom head, staring at his back with aurora eyes, and golden flames, miserable white frost, and hissing electricity drilled into the void in front of him...
Dean teleported to the mushroom head at the same time, looked directly into his bloodshot eyes, and swung his right fist, and the boiling white flames rushed down the fist to the mushroom head's pale face, and the ridiculously short hair fluttered back.
Abyss!
The whole rest station became pitch black, and the viscous darkness in all directions was like a vicious beast with teeth and claws, rushing towards the head of the mushroom, and in the darkness a pair of swirling eyes that swirled like a whirlpool and were wrapped in a huge light like the sun!
But this time, Dean's invincible abyss lost its effect on the mushroom head - not even a hundredth of a second.
The mushroom head's strong willpower instantly woke him up from his shock and raised his hand to catch the coin.
Whew-
A dark wind rolled up on the ground beneath his feet.
The black-clothed clown moved in front of the mushroom head, and the reed gun in his hand met the meteor fist that Dean swung, like a cell dividing and proliferating, splitting into two and four in an instant, splitting into hundreds and thousands, and the power generated by countless high-pressure gases shot out thousands of small hammers.
All the power came together and condensed into a huge air hammer aimed at Dean's fist!
Bang!
The loud explosion and the waves spread out in all directions, and the white-gold armor was dented inch by inch, and Dean moved to the side like lightning.
The air hammer pierced through his afterimage and continued to hit the convenience store's faΓ§ade and glass door backwards.
Whoa!
Glass debris and broken stones splattered in all directions, and a large hole was opened in the exterior wall, revealing rows of shelves inside the convenience store!
Bang bang bang!
The invisible, cannonball-like hammer continued to smash the shelves, striking half-human-sized holes in the second wall, shattering beams, columns, light bulbs, and piercing the ceiling.
The pillar-supported roof began to tremble, with a loud crackling sound, and heavy walls collapsed toward the center of the house.
The ground trembled, thick dust rose from the ground, and the entire convenience store was reduced to rubble under the clown's rain of tying guns.
And behind the mushroom head.
The shadow also flickered and retreated.
Hundreds of creepy jagged mouths appeared around the white-clothed clown, clattering open and closing, swallowing the cage of telekinesis, the arc of electricity, frost, and flames in the air, and the remnants of the shadows, and the black Buick in the parking lot surrounded by a swarm of bats, with a tooth-aching chewing sound, friction, and flying iron filings, swallowing the whole car to the point of trickling, and biting the ground out of a dark and deep crater.
β¦β¦
In a moment.
Anton Zieger and his two weird clowns perfectly defused Dean's teleportation sneak attack, brushing the short hair in front of his forehead, grinning in an exaggerated arc at the corners of his mouth, and smiling sarcastically not far away,
"If you don't choose the bright road, I can only send you to hell!"
He tossed the coin again, a shadow wriggling and expanding beneath his feet, and a third clown, dressed in colorful clothes and tossing a bunch of juggling balls, quickly coalesced and appeared in the real world.
Dean just crossed his hands around his chest and stared at him calmly.
A sense of apocalyptic terror enveloped Anton Zigger's body, and a majestic force in the air suddenly fixed his limbs, he couldn't breathe, and the smirk on his face froze.
In his wide eyes, an oval opening parted in the sky not far away, reflecting a desolate scenery that was completely different from this world.
Brushβ
A dark chain flew out of the crack and flew across the air towards Anton, piercing the chest of the white-clothed clown who stopped in front of him, and the clown trembled, hanging his head and unable to move,
Brush Brush Brush β
More than ten chains as dark as ink, embellished with skull-like patterns, flew out of the cracks, like the tentacles of an abyssal jellyfish breaking through the water, firmly binding the three-headed clowns, robbing them of their power, binding Anton's body, tying him up with flowers, and the coins in his hands fell to the ground.
"No, what the hell is this ability?"
"How many abilities do you have!"
"You're not level four!"
Anton shouted wildly in his heart, but Dean in the distance just stared at him quietly, his eyes rolling - this guy has a higher will than himself, but his mental power is much weaker, and the sum is far lower than his own, and he can't resist the call of the underworld at all.
To be precise, superpowers below level five have no way to face Dean unless they have dual strengths of will and spirit.
The only restriction is that it can only be used once a day.
A cold and mysterious aura poured into Anton's body along the chains, and the force was so great that it could not resist tearing through his skin, revealing bright red flesh and white bones, and his stiff face finally showed a trace of fear, fear of the unknown.
No, what are you going to do?!
But he couldn't make a sound, and the chains continued to tear, and the giant-like clowns' arms and thighs were broken, torn apart like tattered dolls, and pieces were pulled towards the underworld by floating piece by piece, while Anton's bloody pupils began to spread, and the skeletal chains pulled a black human form out of his body.
It was Anton Zieger's soul, and because of his strong willpower, his soul was almost transparent, condensed like a black gem in the form of a human.
As soon as the soul appeared, the gloomy sky in the distance suddenly parted and cracked, shooting out a beam of red light, enveloping it.
Another mysterious force began to pull at Anton's soul in reverse, stalemate with the skull chains.
"What kind of power is this?" Dean, who was observing the progress of his ability, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly remembered the experience of torturing Qiangshi of the Special Operations Group, "Yes, most of the members of the Special Operations Department have to undergo mysterious rituals to prevent their souls from being detained after death, so this force is the power of the ceremony, and it is necessary to pull Anton's soul back to the place where the ceremony was held, so that he can enter the Spiritual Prison smoothly." β
It's a beautiful thought.
Leave it for me!
Dean and Shadow exchanged thoughts, and with a bang, two white-gold wings came out of their backs.
A dark gold spear flew out of the Ambilight weapons and landed in the palm of his hand, he bent his knees and charged, a spiderweb-like gap cracked under his feet, and his body shot out like an arrow, and the tip of the spear entwined with electricity slammed into Anton's back.
At the same time, Shadow raised his hand and threw out a crimson fire dragon, and the air exploded, bombarding Anton's chest from top to bottom.
Front-and-back exchanges.
In the fierce roar, the sky rippled with circles of dazzling light like meteor showers, and a piercing scream followed.
The underworld was closed, the mushroom head and the three clowns were destroyed, and all anomalies disappeared.
Dean fell back to the ground, picked up the dark yellow coin, and a hint flashed in front of his eyesβ
You destroy Anton Zigger's soul, proficiency +20, combat lv4 (210β230/500), supernatural hunter activation, you drain 0.8 will, will: 21.8β22.6.
Shadow absorbs a part of the soul essence, Shadow lv3 (86β126/400).
Call of the Underworld Lv0 (4β7/100)
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Dean tossed a coin and flashed away from the ruined ruins and flew towards the car on the far side of the road.
(End of chapter)