219: 219. Rainforest Battle

Fan Hao was speechless, not expecting the opponent's firepower to be so fierce.

A desperate atmosphere began to spread, and he roared, pulling out his satellite phone: "Minister Lü said that if we encounter danger, we should report directly to him. He can send bombers or even intercontinental missiles!"

"Do these foreign devils really think I'm a pushover?"

Just as he was about to call for support, Lu Feng moved. He didn't charge at the enemy, nor did he assume any defensive posture. He simply closed his eyes slowly.

An invisible, intangible, yet vast as the sea and cold as an abyss spiritual power, with him at its center, spread out like a giant stone thrown into an ancient well!

"Ugh ah—!"

The three Bright Light Society elites at the forefront suddenly froze, letting out a horrific, inhuman shriek.

The world in their eyes instantly collapsed, replaced by the most terrifying scenes from the depths of their hearts.

Some were dragged into an abyss by endless decaying arms, others watched themselves turn into skeletons in a mirror, or fell into an unending descent... Their consciousnesses were forcibly dragged into an un-wakable nightmare custom-made for them by Lu Feng. Their eyes rolled back, they foamed at the mouth, and collapsed directly to the ground. Their vital signs were still present, but their minds had already broken.

This bizarre and terrifying scene made the subsequent charging Bright Light Society members stop in horror, their energy weapons flickering with light, filled with doubt and fear.

The battlefield experienced a brief moment of stagnation.

"Enough!"

An old, yet undeniably authoritative voice boomed, and the Bright Light Society members parted like a tide, creating a passage.

Horn, holding the scepter inlaid with black gems, slowly stepped out.

He was still wearing his dark red robe, completely out of place in the humid surroundings.

His originally cloudy eyes were now sharp as an eagle's, locked onto Lu Feng. An invisible force field seemed to surround him, repelling the fallen leaves and dust at his feet, forming a clean circle.

"Indeed..."

Horn's voice carried a fanaticism and deep apprehension, as if he had discovered a rare treasure: "You are not only in affinity with the 'oracle,' but can also transform this gift into power... So pure, young man, you are more valuable and more dangerous than I imagined."

He had misjudged Lu Feng as someone who also gained abilities through fragments of the "oracle."

Lu Feng slowly opened his eyes and calmly met his gaze: "What you pursue is merely the countdown to destruction."

"Arrogance! Do you understand the gods' instructions better than we do?!"

Horn let out a low growl, no longer speaking. He knew he had to finish this quickly.

His withered right hand suddenly lifted, pressing forward virtually!

"Boom!"

A majestic psionic force, imbued with an overwhelming momentum, was pushed out forcefully!

Ancient towering trees within dozens of meters in front, as if struck by an invisible battering ram, snapped, fell, and were even uprooted in a series of teeth-gritting cracks, kicking up a sky full of mud and broken leaves, floating in mid-air, and pressing down on Lu Feng and his companions!

The power was so immense, it was comparable to a natural disaster!

This bizarre scene stunned the members of the Candle Dragon Squad!

What's going on?!

Sci-fi weapons were one thing, but now this... is it magic? Or sorcery?!!!

The world seemed to have been turned upside down overnight! Making it unfamiliar!!

Lu Feng frowned deeply. He hadn't expected there to be people with such supernatural abilities hidden in this world?

Is it because of the symbol fragments?

"Young man, if you submit to my Bright Light Society, I will not only spare your life but also promise to give you the leadership position in the future, what do you say?" Horn shouted.

In his opinion, Lu Feng was so young that even if he had an affinity with the oracle and awakened a portion of divine power, compared to his own century of accumulation, it was merely like striking a stone with an egg.

Lu Feng frowned, his mental power condensing and compressing at an unprecedented speed. Mimicking Horn's method, he constructed an incredibly solid, yet completely transparent barrier in front of the squad.

Horn sneered, pressing down directly.

"Dong!!!"

It was as if two invisible mountains violently collided!

The extremely muffled roar made everyone's eardrums ache, their blood churn, and the surging shockwave spread outwards in a ring, snapping trees as thick as bowls in half!

The barrier fluctuated violently, as if it could shatter at any moment, but it ultimately held firm against this earth-shattering blow.

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Horn's eyes, then turned into even stronger killing intent: "Let's see how long you can hold out!"

He waved his hands repeatedly, and the trees and giant rocks manipulated by his psionic power launched a storm-like attack on Lu Feng from different angles.

For a time, it was as if an invisible giant beast was fighting furiously in the forest, trees breaking, and the earth cracking.

Lu Feng stood firm, his spiritual power operating at its peak.

He not only defended but also counterattacked. Whenever Horn's offensive reached a critical moment, illusions would appear before him: sometimes the ground beneath his feet would turn into a bottomless abyss, sometimes scorching lava would erupt from the ground, sometimes countless vengeful spirits would entwine and shriek... These realistic dream illusions severely interfered with his judgment and attack rhythm, forcing him to divert a portion of his psionic power to stabilize his own mind.

"Cunning brat!"

Horn was greatly alarmed, not expecting the opponent to be so difficult. Although he had rich combat experience, he was old, and his stamina couldn't last much longer.

His gaze swept around, and he immediately noticed the ancient altar covered in vines behind Lu Feng. With a sinister smile, he no longer focused on directly attacking Lu Feng. His psionic power shifted, and he began to control the scattered giant rocks on the ground, sending them crashing down on the altar!

Lu Feng's expression changed slightly. He had to split his attention to protect the altar, which might contain the third fragment!

His spiritual power was forcibly dispersed, a portion maintaining his own defense, and another portion constructing a barrier to protect the altar.

It was in this fleeting moment of divided attention, like a flash of lightning, that Horn seized the opportunity!

"Die!"

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He gathered all his psionic power without reservation into a single point, forming an invisible psionic spear so condensed it almost tore through space. It moved faster than vision could track, ignoring most of the dream interference, like a venomous snake that had been lurking, accurately and viciously stabbing directly at Lu Feng's vital heart!

Too fast! Too sudden!

Lu Feng only had time to retract his core spiritual power to protect his heart, while his body instinctively dodged to the extreme.

"Pfft—!"

Blood splattered!

Lu Feng's body was savagely pierced by the invisible psionic spear. The immense impact sent him flying backward like a broken doll, his back slamming heavily against the cold, hard stone wall of the ancient altar with a dull thud.

His chest was a bloody mess, blood quickly staining his torn clothes, his face ashen, and his aura instantly weakened.

"Mr. Lu!" Fan Hao's eyes were bloodshot, wanting to rush forward, but he was firmly blocked by the remaining Bright Light Society elites.

Horn's face revealed a cruel smile of impending victory, and he advanced step by step, his psionic power beginning to gather again...