The eleventh special field platoon, chapter fifty-sixth; although it fell to the point where the corpses were left to death, the four of them went crazy and shouted like a demon in the mouth that was about to explode: "Master Pope is with us! "

The sudden enthusiasm of the four human bombs made the whole martial arts courtyard silent.

Especially after the shocking explosion, this silence became apparent ...

Until they were awakened by the strange voice of "Ge Ge, Ge Ge", all the people were stunned, and the axe gang did not know when the so-called covenant battle had been withdrawn.

It was no surprise to everyone that Ivir did n’t believe that the contract was supposed to be just a trial, and they never took it seriously.

At this moment in the yard, there were only the field team and ... The sound of Wissanna's upper and lower gums came from the mouth of the mixed-race young man.

The red eyes of the mixed-race boy are different from those of the four men just now. His body is twitching and trembling. I don't know whether it is out of fear or instinctive resistance.

There was a slight, frightened but firm voice between his bumping gums: "I ... don't want to die, I don't ... want to die mom ... mom ..."

Looking at the performance of the mixed-race youth, Du Guhong was slightly surprised: "I thought that the mysterious pope's ability was only between B and c, and even potential people like you could not fully control it. It turned out that ..."

It must be surprising that Wei Sang's power awakened at this critical moment.

"Uh, can you explain what the so-called fanatic blood is? What happened to those guys who just blew themselves up? What kind of thing is the pope, what do you mention with them?"

Everyone was full of doubts, but Mo Ye finally asked the question. He wiped the blood on his face in disgust and asked immediately to add an explanation: "If you can make an explanation immediately, I will listen here. If you have to wait for a while Wait for me to take a bath ... "

The poor guy had no idea that a human bomb might be blown on the spot.

Not far away, Lele's face was pale while covering her mouth, and she tried her best to clear the minced meat on the ground and everyone.

Although she had received special training and had personally killed people, after all, she was a girl and a little ... well, it was a very serious scene of cleanliness, which was too exciting.

Her efforts also had little effect. These explosions were due to strong abilities that produced her d-level abilities.

"The so-called fanatic blood is actually a kind of spiritual power." Du Guhong took the time to hold the glass at the sun as if observing the chromatic luster of the liquid in the glass.

After the explosion, the splash of iced black tea in the hands of everyone had already dropped a drop of the cup, but the cup in the hand of the lonely man was still full of air. It was breathtaking and breathtaking.

"The guys who blew up just now are all poor people who are dominated by the blood of the fanatics. Every action is subject to the blood master's command that blew up is their ultimate means."

"As for the Pope, I believe that you can also guess that it is the real master behind the axe gang. What unites to create a power gang, country and even the world are all ways he wants to use the opportunity to control the power."

"Vesang was also controlled, but a strong will to survive supported him so that he didn't die like the four." Du Guhong slowly looked at Wei Sang and said, "His mother must be very beautiful!"

Du Guhong's explanation is too simple. When did he show that these people were undercover and how did the present pope do what to control the axe gang? What plans were these people interested in?

So after a moment of hesitation, someone continued to ask: "Isn't it true that mental abilities are generally very low-level and extremely weak, making it difficult to fully control others?"

"I didn't notice that there are two common words in the sentence. In fact, this sentence has the next sentence ..."

"The general level of mental powers is extremely low and the ability is very weak. It is difficult to fully control other people and there is basically no possibility of continuing to upgrade. However ... if the level of the mental powers reaches a certain level, that ability is not one ' The word "strong" can be described as the most conservative statement if the owner is intentionally evil, it will also be a disaster! "

The field teams, as abilities, do n’t know much about the world of abilities. They raised their ears and listened to Du Guhong ’s explanation. Only Mo Ye sneered: “No, it ’s what it is; -Concealment, influence, command, control. "

"That is to say, the mental ability of the same level of ability can only hide its effect; it can affect the lower level ability unconsciously; it can only issue orders to the lower level ability. Letting the other party complete some simple instructions according to instinctive judgment is close to hypnosis; and for those who are more than three levels apart, they can achieve full control and let the other party obey the command unconditionally, just like the self-explosive fanatic just now. "

"In other words, if the mental ability can only control ordinary people at level c and it can only reach the level B, it will only add some controllable potential, but if it reaches a level, they can control the real power. . "

"I never thought about this ..." Mo Ye muttered to the side. Du Guhong ignored it. He continued: "If the potential person does not explode, he can be the same as the ordinary person. Therefore, the improvement of the mental power from B to a is far more than the power explosion, such as the self-explosion just now. At least several times more powerful. "

"Maybe you don't know that the seven battles in the power world so far have been related to the mental powers three times. At present, the pope who can spread the blood of the fanatic seems to control the d-level ability has been identified as the new The price code issued by the Hidden Mercenary Federation has ascertained that his level is a B-level task. If he catches or kills him, he can get a class point. "

"Oh, you brought us here to provoke the axe gang at the Kaiwuguan Medical Center to do this task." Someone finally realized.

Du Guhong's ignorance just raised the blood of fanatics again: "This matter should also allow you to get some lessons in Evil, where you must maintain a vision at any time and anywhere."

While talking to him, he stared at the light through the glass, and suddenly a flash of struggling flashed in his shiny eyes: "I don't know why I suddenly wanted to experience the taste of the blood of this fanatic personally ..."

As long as the mission of the mercenary federation is handed over to this cup of blood of the fanatics, they naturally have a way to judge the Pope's level through the blood. If Du Guhong comes to experience the mission items, it is obviously impossible to turn in.

To be honest, when Du Guhong said that the next action was to throw his head up and pour the blood of the fanatic into his throat, few people were worried.

If the so-called Pope can control even a B-level ability, that is to say, he has a ss level, what can he do, and he needs an axe to help him?

As for the blood of fanatics, no one regrets that Du Guhong ’s own decision has anything to do with them?

So the moment in the empty martial arts compound courtyard, apart from the sound of "Don't" dissuade Du Guhong tea into the throat, the sound of dissuasion was louder.

The power effect of the tea entering the throat spread throughout the body. The expression of Du Guhong's whole body was doubted and confused, shocked by the confusion, and finally recovered from the shock.

In the eyes of a group of people in the field team, Du Guhong suddenly changed. It used to be so calm. Taishan collapsed in front and the color did not change, but now he is colder and quieter. As if everything ca n’t make a wave in his heart ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ It's completely different from the field team's accustomed mind, sometimes wise and sometimes stingy. He now has a deeper look and a sharper eye, no more jokes and only sharpness. This is the feeling of the field team. He had never had it before.

The corner of Du Guhong's mouth slightly curled up. It seemed to be a sneer but no half smile. It seemed to freeze the human heart.

Has the blood of the fanatics been made? The so-called Pope turned out to be a double-level slayer? Everyone in the yard was suspicious and saw Du Guhong's smile disappearing without converging on the spot.

When he was reappearing, he stood in front of the only member of the No. 9 fielder reserve team, pointing to him to make a statue on his chest.

"For lower-level psychic psychic abilities, you can unconsciously influence it! If it were not for my reason, I doubted my decision-making during this time. How long have you been influenced by Mr. Luck or the mysterious Mr. A-level mental ability. "

All the words were shocked.