Lu Xin realized the problem.
The father's mental trait is "fear", which is the most polluting mental force.
But at this moment, his father's influence failed to contaminate the other party. Instead, he was covered by the other party's spiritual characteristics, affecting himself.
"Crash..."
Spiritual bodies in black suits lined up in a long river, walking forward in a steady stream from the other end of the street.
Piece by piece, huge pressure was formed.
For the shadows that were in a stalemate with them, it was like facing layers of increasing and strengthening power.
The line that was deadlocked in the middle began to retreat rapidly in the direction of Lu Xin, almost collapsing.
At this moment, Lu Xin looked up and could see the pale and indifferent faces less than one meter away from him.
The facial features of each face are different, as pale as if they were painted with lime.
Countless pale faces appear in rows and pieces, creating a dizzying and even dizzy feeling.
The father's shadow has been squeezed strongly, and the chaotic and turbid air is mixed with his roar.
"So annoying..."
Lu Xin was looking at faces like this one after another around him, and he felt the strange smells and auditory hallucinations that, although they could not have a great impact on him, were still between his eardrums, between his nasal cavity, and in his field of vision.
He suddenly felt a little upset and subconsciously raised his hand.
He raised his right hand to cover his eyes, but the air in front of him instantly became sticky.
There were black particles, trembling slightly in Lu Xin's eyes.
"Uh-huh!"
The next moment, the black shadow representing his father suddenly expanded.
And every trace of shadow caused violent friction.
Whether it was the air or the chaotic and turbid atmosphere brought by the group of spiritual bodies in black suits, they were torn apart by this violent friction. The pieces of black spiritual bodies seemed to have entered a paper shredder, each cut into fine powder.
An aura of destruction instantly enveloped Lu Xin...
"Tsk..."
A large open space instantly appeared in front of Lu Xin.
The black spiritual bodies that had just crowded around were torn to pieces by the shadows, with no residue left.
It was like a dense crowd shrouded in the power of a nuclear bomb.
In an instant, it was annihilated, vaporized, and then completely wiped from this world, leaving no trace.
"So, this kind of mental body shows immunity to mental traits and can only be resisted through mental power?"
Lu Xin The father who could hear this moment was laughing wildly and taunting the surroundings to his heart's content.
But he looked down at his hands, thinking about the relationship.
But while he was thinking briefly, loud footsteps sounded again.
Lu Xin He didn't even know how many black suit spiritual bodies he had destroyed, he could only say there were a lot.
Because he destroyed so many, there was a large blank space in front of him.
But at the next moment, more spiritual bodies in black suits rushed forward, not only filling the vacancy in front of Lu Xin, but even rushing towards Lu Xin with a powerful impact force, like a black wave, beating wildly.
Lu Xin took a deep breath and took a step back slightly, but the shadows around him swelled.
"Hi la la..."
The black spiritual body was torn into pieces piece by piece and disappeared, but more spiritual bodies filled in and rushed over in an instant.
Looking from a high altitude, you can see that this black spiritual body appears throughout Kindling City, in every street and alley.
They were flowing along the street, like a river flowing along a ditch, rushing towards Lu Xin.
The chaotic and turbid atmosphere even blocked the street lights on the roadside one by one.
Only the one close to Lu Xin was still emitting a faint light.
Lu Xin stood quietly under the street lamp, his shadow bared its teeth and claws, and pounced on the surroundings.
Pieces of black spiritual bodies were quickly torn apart by him, but more of them rushed towards him tirelessly.
"How could there be such a weird thing?"
My father's expansion and madness only lasted a short period of time.
With the blessing of black particles, he had a feeling of despising any life and existence under the world for a period of time.
Because he feels like he can tear everything apart.
However, this novelty quickly faded away like a tide, and he realized the key.
The key is not whether you can tear it into pieces, but whether you can tear it completely...
When he tore apart countless spiritual bodies with bared teeth and claws, but looking around, the spiritual bodies wearing black suits, pale faces, and expressionless not only did not decrease, but appeared more, he finally felt a trace of pressure.
"This thing can't kill you, and it can't scare you either. I suspect... I suspect this thing is specially designed to deal with you!"
"..."
"No..."
And looking at the mental bodies in black suits rushing toward him in an almost continuous stream on the street, and their pale and indifferent faces, as if they didn't know what destruction was, Lu Xin also felt a little cold in his heart:
"It should be said that I am the only one who can survive this situation for a while..."
"..."
Lu Xin and his father came to completely different conclusions about the same phenomenon.
Everything stems from these weird spiritual beings.
Father thought this was specially used to deal with Lu Xin, because it was the first time he saw it, and even he couldn't help much. He could only borrow Lu Xin's own power, and group after group destroyed the spiritual bodies that hit him.
To put it simply, even the pollution trait is useless and can only be resisted by the collision of rough mental power.
And Lu Xin said that he was the only one who could hold on for a while, also because he realized how terrifying these mental bodies were.
Faced with such a spiritual body that seems to be immune to pollution, if it were someone with other abilities, how could there be any hope of fighting against it?
Lu Xin wonders if such spiritual bodies have really appeared in every place in Kindling City.
If so, he might even start to worry about the partygoers in the club.
No matter what their abilities are, no matter how great their potential is, at what level they are, if they fall into such a situation like themselves, I'm afraid they won't even have the possibility to fight against this black spiritual body.
To put it simply, only Zero Ability User can fight against such a spiritual body.
However, from another perspective, this seems to be specially designed to restrain Zero Ability User. Because Zero Ability User's own spiritual power is also limited. But in this city, the spiritual bodies dressed in black seem to be endless...
No Zero Ability User can last long in this situation...
This is simply an unsolvable problem.
"We can't keep wasting it like this..."
The father's will was suddenly transmitted into Lu Xin's mind in the shadow. "You will not be able to bear it!"
Lu Xin was reminded by his father's voice and woke up a little.
He gently wiped the blood from the end of his nose and realized his weakness.
After the time when Buffalo City forced his father to use his abilities, he had not felt such a heavy burden for a long time.
It seemed that he was standing on a bench by the river bank, with the shadows rolling around him, wiping out batches of black spiritual bodies with great ease.
But Lu Xin has already felt an unusual pressure.
The waves of people around him were already pouring towards him one layer after another.
Even though he had no hold on anything and tried his best to fight against these mental bodies, he still felt an unprecedented pressure, like a person standing downstream of a river, trying to evaporate the entire river's water with a high-temperature spray gun...
This is a situation that is advantageous at times, but the overall situation is extremely sad.
Huge waves of people came one after another, as if black walls were squeezing towards him. It seemed that he could not stand still, but his father had completely erased them. So far, no spiritual body has touched him...
However, the reason why my father was so relaxed was because of the blessing of black particles.
If you use the power of black particles yourself, you don't know when your limit will be reached.
You can feel the load exerted on your brain by exerting this kind of power.
He could even feel every black particle surging in his eyes, and the soft brain was being bombarded.
Like a ball of jelly...
There was even a ridiculous feeling in his heart, and he asked, "Am I going to die?"
"You won't..."
The black shadow moved forward, and his father stood in front of Lu Xin. The black shadow surged forward like a tide, destroying the rows of human walls. At the same time, his voice sounded low and strange, "But the result is more terrifying than death..."
Lu Xin was slightly surprised and looked up at his father.
Tall black shadows set off huge black waves in front of him from time to time, repelling the black flow of people.
But in the feeling, there was a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him in the black shadow.
There was something strange in his voice, and he whispered, "I don't know where your limit is..."
"But you can't use that kind of power endlessly. After all, you are not him..."
"Even if it is, it won't work. The advantage of an emperor does not lie in his force on the battlefield..."
"..."
Lu Xin It can be clearly felt that his father's attitude seems to be different from before.
He is not so heartless, but actually thinking about it and hinting at something.
So his mood suddenly became better and he said softly, "In that case, what should we do?"
"What should I do..."
His father's shadow suddenly swelled, swamping the approaching black spiritual bodies, and then completely obliterating them. But after doing this, he immediately restrained his power, and waited for the black spiritual bodies to get closer before attacking them.
It seems that he is using this method to consciously let Lu Xin get a moment of rest.
You can feel that among the black shadows, there are sinister eyes looking at the buildings in this bustling city.
At the same time, the voice of Yin Forest sounded, whispering, "Let me be the Mental Lord of this city."
"In that case, I can use the spiritual power of the people in this entire city and consume it with them."
"Let's see whether the people in this city die first, or whether these black spiritual bodies are consumed first..."
"Haha, the funniest thing is that no matter what the result is, we will never lose!"
"..."
"You casually bet the lives of an entire city?"
Lu Xin sighed in a low voice, "This is not good..."
He understood his father's intention. He could not pollute these black spiritual bodies, but he could pollute the people in this city.
No one knows how many people are sleeping in this city.
If his father becomes their Mental Lord, he will have countless spiritual powers.
He can crush everything without relying on himself.
But that is different after all. Lu Xin understands that Mental Pollution is divided into mild and severe.
Mild pollution requires Pollution Source to rely on his own mental strength to pollute other people, which is a kind of consumption.
When this kind of pollution develops to a serious level, the mental strength of the polluted person will be uniformly deployed by Pollution Source.
This is a rule, and the only one who can break this rule to a certain extent is Kid from Qinggang.
Father is the most obvious at this point.
If he wants to become Mental Lord of Kindling City, he must forcefully cause deep pollution to the people of this city.
It's even different from when Black Marsh City was.
When Black Marsh City, Lu Xin can also set requirements for him and tell him that he can only punish certain people who cross that line.
For those who did not cross that line, my father still had nothing to do with them.
But now, my father's intention is obvious. If Lu Xin wants to defeat these spiritual bodies with the aura of chaos and death, he must be given sufficient authority. By then, everyone will be severely polluted, and even that kind of pollution cannot be reversed.
"I don't agree, you actually disagree?"
The father's voice was roaring, mixed with unintelligible words:
"You would rather be offended by these lowly things than let me touch these sleeping people?"
"When will you understand that for existences at the Mental Lord level, this is food and weapons..."
"..."
"Food, weapons?"
Lu Xin seemed to have a slightly troubled expression on his face, but he still shook his head. "That's not possible."
The father was even a little angry. "Why?"
"Of course because..."
Lu Xin took a deep breath, straightened up, and said, "Illegal."
"You..."
My father was so choked by the words Lu Xin that he couldn't recover for a long time. "Whose law is it against?"
Lu Xin said, "Qinggang's law."
Father: "..."
Lu Xin showed a smile on his face, "This is also the law that I recognize."
"..."
Father suddenly couldn't say a word. After a long time, he let out a faint sigh, "You are too polluted."