Chapter 608: I’m so big that I want to kill someone!

In the entire Mo City, more than 20 million people who were possessed by the spores of the abyssal mushrooms have now become more than 20 million mental power batteries. Through the abyssal mushrooms growing on their bodies, part of their mental power is released.

Into that spore dust cloud.

Even if each person can only release a tenth of a point of mental power, the total value is still two million.

And if everyone can release a point of mental power, the overall mental power value will reach an astonishing more than 20 million!

At this time, although the absorbed spiritual power has been worn out during the transmission process, it still amounts to millions.

Viewed from a high altitude, although Mo City was completely shrouded in the dim cloud of spore dust, there were still lines of bright spiritual light on the ground.

That's the Aztec civilization's god-sacrifice circle buried deep underground, and it's being lit up!

This magic circle absorbs the spiritual power stored in the spore dust cloud above the surface, and then conducts it towards the Spider Nest City in the center of Mo City.

This violent mental power emits terrifying radiation in all directions at the same time, even making it impossible for satellites in space to clearly observe the situation in Mo City and being severely disturbed.

The storm of mental power emitted by the radiation affected electrical appliances within thousands of kilometers around Mo City at the same time, including strange voices, changing lights and shadows, etc., and even several passenger planes almost suffered air crashes.

Even in the Cleaning Association headquarters of Hong State, one can feel the huge cluster of spiritual power existing in the north, making people's hairs stand up slightly!

Other cleaning association officials in Xinlu were even more shocked.

This power is simply devastating!

At the same time, this violent spiritual power has completely poured into the main hall of the Spider Nest City through the ancient Aztec civilization magic circle buried underground. Like a stream of life, the spirit in the main hall

Wandering around the force barrier.

Looking around, on top of this mental barrier, there were strange lights and shadows that were as bright as the legendary feathered serpent.

And in every light and shadow, there is a chilling spiritual power.

Arcs of electricity, together with these lights and shadows, appeared on the mental barrier.

The pressure caused even the four knights of the Cleaning Association to take a step back.

They can feel the destructive power inside!

The four of them were also shocked that the Phantom Party could possess such a powerful magic circle.

The Phantom Party is indeed a powerful organization that once fought against the Cleansing Association in the New World, and once controlled the entire country of Mexico.

If they hadn't completely lost contact with the gods, I believe they would still be a serious problem for the Cleaning Association.

Fortunately, the entire Phantom Party is now at their disposal.

Within the mental barrier, the collector who was blocked inside showed a look of shock. He looked at the swirling mental energy turbulence and said loudly:

"What is this!? You actually treat me like this!? I have obviously apologized, what else do you want from me? This association doesn't want to wait for you!"

Li Fan was happy in his heart.

Very good, this is the level of attack!

If the attack is weak, the performance will be much less realistic, and it will be easy for people to spot flaws.

This kind of attack hits his body, and if he wants to pretend to be injured, it will be much more real.

No, I'm not pretending. I'm really going to injure myself a little later and then run away.

The Patriarch of the Oriental Pastoral District, the Chief Magistrate, and the Twelve Knights will all have no connection with him in the future.

The fire of luck on your head must be extinguished even if it is not extinguished.

When the time comes to return to the Anomaly Bureau, they will say that the Collector is dead and the Six-Ear Project has completely failed.

At least I can live in peace for a few decades.

Thinking of this, Li Fan nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and made an unnoticeable dragging movement in the void, and the eight songs were instantly possessed.

With the strength of the eight songs, it should be enough to withstand this kind of attack, but it can still sustain some injuries.

More authentic.

At the time of possession, eight songs of ecstasy had already sounded in Li Fan's consciousness:

"Master, the Eight Heads are willing to go forward for you! You have indeed not forgotten the Eight Heads! Oh, this violent aura, is it... similar to the pressure of the Supreme Lord? Why do I smell the stench of the Dream Demon in it?

"

Li Fan ignored the loyal dog that had been completely beaten, with a look of grief and anger on his face. He controlled the dozens of heads to block his side, and at the same time let them release the most powerful attack, blasting towards the surroundings.

The mental barrier was blocked, and he made a posture of being destroyed together.

There was a playful expression on the pharmacist's face, as if he was looking at a trapped animal in a cage.

Under the shocked gazes of the cleaning association officials, the pharmacist gently raised his fingers and ordered:

"attack."

Immediately, the Phantom Party members who were sitting cross-legged and under the control of drugs simultaneously let out strange and shrill chants.

The next moment, the turbulent flow of mental power that has been lingering in this mental power cage for a long time is like an intelligent beast being driven by humans, and at the same time it is blasting towards the collector in the barrier!

It was seen that these terrifying mental energy turbulence passed directly between the hanging heads. The heads as shields did not play any role at all, as if they were a piece of air.

And those countless turbulent mental powers, with terrifying mental powers worth millions, just hit the collector so hard!

Everyone immediately saw that as the turbulent currents of spiritual power rushed in, the collector's body began to tremble as if it was being electrocuted!

Blood spurted out instantly from his nostrils, and tears of blood even flowed from his eyes!

Under the bombardment of those turbulent mental powers, even the collector's body was suspended in mid-air, with his limbs spread out, allowing the turbulent mental powers to flow in and out.

The members of the Cleaning Association in front of the screen were in mixed moods at this time.

They understand that no matter how powerful the collector is, there is no room for resistance in the face of such a terrifying attack.

In front of him was the scene where the Collector's body and spirit were destroyed and finally completely shattered.

From now on, there will be no more collectors of Eastern Patriarchs.

The reason why the Patriarch broadcast this scene live within the association was also to shock all those who were dissatisfied with him.

That powerful warrior, that brutal legend, will become a legend from now on...

Many people who admire collectors can't help feeling sad at this time.

The four knights from the Cleaning Association present looked at the scene in front of them with proud smiles on their faces.

Unexpectedly, it all went so smoothly. The collector died of his own arrogance and was executed in public.

This task was accomplished very beautifully, and from now on, their status within the association will also increase linearly.

Just as the Patriarch promised, they will carve up the entire Eastern Pastoral Area, as well as everything left by the Collector!

Those mental energy turbulences finally completed the bombardment, and the Collector suspended in mid-air was seen with blood on his face. His mask was completely broken, and his face was even severely distorted. His eyes were closed tightly, and he slowly fell to the ground from the suspension.

Everyone understood that the collector at this time had only an empty body left.

His mental body was obviously completely broken.

No one could survive the turbulence of spiritual power that could kill a god.

The barber smiled slightly and was about to announce the result of the execution.

At this moment, the collector suddenly opened his eyes!

His eyes were blood red, and at the same time there was a violent mental power emanating from his body, directly forming a storm and blowing in all directions!

"Huh..." He gasped, and his heavy breathing brought the blood in his mouth and nose, directly forming a blood mist that filled the mental barrier.

At this moment, Li Fan only felt a mania, as if he had just eaten three kilograms of raw thousand-year-old ginseng, drank a liter of fresh deer blood, chewed two kilograms of sea cucumbers dry, and added a bundle of seal whip.

It's so swollen that my whole head is so swollen.

His mental body seemed to be inflated like a balloon!

The two spiritual cores in the body, belonging to the Night Watchman and the Collector, instantly grew in size and even began to undergo strange transformations.

They begin to fight for the body's sanity again.

Hot, dry heat, as if falling into a furnace.

The reason why he had nosebleeds and bloody tears was because his body was hot and dry, and he took too much tonic, which made him dizzy.

What on earth was this... just now!?

It’s too filling, uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable...

He suddenly raised his head, his bloody eyes filled with madness, staring at the four knights behind the mental barrier.

The corners of his mouth were pulled back sharply, revealing a strange and cruel smile.

I want to vent, I want... I want to kill someone!!!!!!

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Chapter completed!