Chapter 169 Unexpected

How terrifying and powerful this sudden burst of black aura is.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it...

But in a sense, as long as this black telekinesis that has become stronger through death is not used in "telekinesis".

Then, it is not scary in the eyes of telekinesis users.

Because telekinesis users can use the most basic telekinesis to resist this aura.

But resisting this aura is one thing, and removing it is another.

The difficulty of the two cannot be compared.

Seeing that the black aura from the Eye of Vision was unable to escape from Moyu's hands, Dief realized that Moyu was removing thoughts, and actually suppressed this thought of after death.

Seeing this scene, Dief's first reaction was that it was impossible.

Unwilling to accept the fact, he even felt that he was in a dream.

After being frightened by the burst of black aura, Piyon quickly thought of the conventional methods of telekinesis masters, which basically transferred the "thought" that needed to be removed to himself first.

When she thought about Moyu receiving such a terrifying thought after death, her hope to get rid of the thought space in her heart suddenly disappeared.

Instead, she was worried about Moyu.

"Kester...!"

Pyon ran towards Moyu without thinking much.

At this time, Netero reached out and pressed down on Pyon's shoulder, thus stopping Pyon's move towards Moyu.

"Don't panic, and you can't do anything in this situation."

Netero looked at Moyu who was removing the thought, and a look of surprise flashed in his old eyes.

I had expected many situations, but I didn't expect...

The thought after death with such a significant intensity was suppressed by Moyu.

I thought that no matter what Moyu was going to do, the worst case would not be death.

I didn't expect Moyu to bring him such a surprise.

"Wow, the power of the thought after death..."

While being amazed at the ability displayed by Moyu, Netero muttered to himself in his heart.

Piyon glanced at the calm and composed President Netero, and wanted to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth and looked at Moyu, who was surrounded by a huge aura, with a worried look in his eyes.

"This ugly guy has the same eyes as Kester, and he is hiding his incompetence..."

Piyon paid close attention to the situation on Moyu's side, and at the same time did not forget to complain in his heart.

Not far away.

Pariston looked at the place where the black aura gathered.

When he saw that Moyu suppressed the black aura and showed signs of gradually absorbing it, his eyes, which were always as calm as dead water, showed a rare surprise.

"Removing thoughts..."

Pariston narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "So that's it."

As if he had thought of something, a vague answer emerged from his mind.

"It seems that you are a very special existence."

Pariston smiled gently.

However, he focused his attention on Moyu and did not notice the gradually emerging abnormality in the army of shadow clones.

It seems that because of Moyu's thought-eliminating action, the aura of the army of shadow clones in the thought space revealed a hint of irritability.

As more and more thoughts of afterlife were absorbed by Moyu, the irritability of the army of shadow clones became more obvious.

This obvious irritability was reflected in the offensive of the army of shadow clones.

However, this change is actually beneficial to Qiduo.

Because of the chaotic encirclement and suppression, strictly speaking, the threat will be reduced accordingly.

"What's going on..."

"Huh? Is it Moyu?"

Qiduo, who got a chance to breathe, was slightly surprised.

She took the opportunity to take a look at the situation in the square, and saw Moyu who was suppressing the black aura, and her heart was shocked.

There was no time to think too much, and the shadow clones around her attacked her again.

Pariston was not far from Qiduo, but he had no intention of helping.

Just like before, he looked at Porter Bai and Saqiu calmly as they turned into gray fragments and disappeared in the air.

The reason for being so calm was not entirely because he was cold-blooded, but because he and Netero had the same view.

The death in this mind space was fake.

So in a situation where he was unable to do anything, just witnessing his colleagues being besieged and dying was not something worth being moved about in Pariston's eyes.

It was no big deal.

This was probably his true feeling.

Now he was more concerned about the next development.

Moyu's appearance was within his expectations.

But the ability shown by Moyu was beyond his expectations.

This is very interesting.

Pariston thought about it, and finally took a step and walked towards the square.

Such an interesting development still needs some sense of participation.

Just as Pariston thought about it, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

"Huh?"

Pariston was slightly startled, and looked down at his chest in surprise.

He saw a bloody palm piercing through his chest, and on the slightly tender palm, he was holding a beating heart.

"I was careless."

Seeing the hand and the heart, Pariston immediately understood what happened and sighed softly.

Swish——

The hand holding the heart suddenly pulled back.

Parriston's body trembled, and he staggered forward two steps, holding up his body with great difficulty so as not to fall directly to the ground.

"If I'm not mistaken... you should be the 'real body'."

Parriston slowly turned his neck and looked back at the person who attacked him.

As he thought, it was a person who looked exactly like Moyu.

But he believed that this Moyu was the real body among many shadow clones.

Parriston was not wrong. The person who attacked him was indeed the real body that materialized many shadow clones.

Under Pariston's gaze, Moyu's clone crushed his heart expressionlessly.

Parriston was unmoved, but stared into the eyes of Moyu's clone, and said with the little remaining strength:

"Although I was negligent, you were able to grasp the opportunity to attack in an instant... It's amazing."

Without any reaction before death, Pariston affirmed the ability shown by Moyu's clone.

Moyu's clone didn't even look at Pariston, and rushed straight to the square with a very irritable aura.

Pariston was not annoyed when he saw that he was ignored by Moyu's copy, but his eyes became deeper.

"What a pity... I wanted to participate..."

With a little regret, Pariston turned into flying gray fragments.

He left the stage under such unexpected circumstances.

At this moment.

In the square.

A large amount of black mental power was absorbed by Moyu into his hands.

The entire mental space based on the city of Shivadani suddenly appeared with countless cracks, as if it would break in the next second.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."

Seeing this scene, Diefer muttered to himself in a daze.

No matter how he resisted this unexpected reality, he could not drive the picture in front of him out of his head.

"Asshole, you damn asshole!!!"

Realizing that his plan was about to come to nothing, Diefer no longer had the excitement and pride he had before.

On the verge of death, he suddenly took a breath and turned the anger that rushed to the top into dirty words to vent to Moyu.

However——

Before he could curse more, his vision suddenly turned several times.

The curse stopped abruptly.

It was Moyu's shadow clone who came behind him and broke his neck with both hands.

In order to verify the conjecture that the mind user Numao could bring new breakthroughs to the shadow clone.

Before the mind space collapsed, Moyu drove the shadow clone to end Dief's life.

Whether the timing of the attack was just right...

It's hard to say.