Read Novel Full Chapter 864 - 318: Superpower Weapon Maker
Chapter 864: Chapter 318: Superpower Weapon Maker
"Who the hell are you! I, Lai Zhiyong, haven’t offended you, have I?"
On the raft, Lai Zhiyong’s face was ashen with rage and fear as he glared at Liang Yuan on the wooden hut.
He had painstakingly managed the black market for half a year, and the power he had carefully built up was completely ruined by this guy who appeared out of nowhere!
His heart was filled with overwhelming anger and hatred, yet he also felt fear and trepidation.
This person before him was too powerful, so much so that despite using all his means, he was still no match against him.
For now, he could only try to stabilize the situation and think of other ways later.
Liang Yuan glanced over Lai Zhiyong and briefly looked at the young man who was tied up.
The young man’s mouth was gagged, making muffled sounds as if trying to say something, but the words were unclear.
Liang Yuan just glanced at him and focused back on Lai Zhiyong.
He did not want the other side to notice his attention on the young man.
"Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is, do you have any other tricks?"
"If not, then let’s have a good chat."
Liang Yuan leapt off the wooden hut and walked towards Lai Zhiyong step by step.
Lai Zhiyong clenched his fists, a wave of helplessness surging through his heart.
Facing this enemy, he couldn’t find any weaknesses to attack.
The opponent’s Spirit Power Defense Shield and Flame Superpower were flawless, as if there were no shortcomings.
He couldn’t find anywhere to strike.
But he didn’t want to give up just yet, so he loosened his grip on the wires and said, "What do you want? We can negotiate."
"Heh, negotiate with me? It seems like you don’t have the right anymore."
As Liang Yuan spoke, his figure suddenly flickered, disappearing like a ghost.
Lai Zhiyong was instantly terrified, and without hesitating, he quickly leaped towards the river.
However, just a second before hitting the water, he suddenly sensed an invisible transparent barrier appear on the surface.
With a loud bang, he crashed into this barrier, swelling his forehead, unable to dive into the floodwater as he wished.
An invisible force swiftly pulled him back.
His face changed dramatically, "Telekinesis!"
Liang Yuan grabbed the back of his neck, hoisting him up, "This yellow flower is indeed wondrous, able to devour the spiritual attacks invading your mind. But if I don’t attack your sea of consciousness, it seems it won’t protect the rest of your body."
Holding his neck, Liang Yuan looked at the yellow blossom above Lai Zhiyong’s head. He could easily destroy the flower, but he was intrigued and reluctant to destroy it.
He then smiled, "What do you think, if I cut off this flower, leaving only the stem, will you die?"
"No, no, brother, I admit defeat, you can have whatever you want, just spare my life, I’ll give you anything."
"Superpower Weapons, the Superpower Weapons in Building 87, I’ll give all of them to you."
"I also have some Superpower Stone Beads that I’ve collected over time, I can give them to you, please let me go."
Lai Zhiyong pleaded.
Liang Yuan shook his head, "Your life is already in my hands, those things you mentioned, they are already mine. How can you use my belongings to negotiate with me?"
In his other hand, a pair of scissors appeared out of thin air.
As the scissors neared the yellow flower, Lai Zhiyong began to shake like a leaf in the wind.
The yellow flower wilted in fear, swaying back and forth on Lai Zhiyong’s head as if bowing down in obeisance.
It truly had its own consciousness.
Liang Yuan’s gaze deepened, becoming even more intrigued by this object.
"No, please, I beg you..." Lai Zhiyong cried out in tears, repeatedly pleading.
Snap!
With a snapping sound, the yellow flower was cut off by Liang Yuan.
Instantly, a blue liquid gushed out from the flower’s stem.
Lai Zhiyong screamed and writhed in agony, clutching his head as he rolled on the ground in pain.
Liang Yuan did not stop him, instead observing the changes occurring in his body.
Covering Lai Zhiyong with his spiritual power, he sensed that his mind no longer possessed that magical ability to devour spiritual power.
It appeared that the yellow flower no longer provided him any spiritual protection.
Moreover, it seemed that the flower was indeed connected to him, and with its removal, Lai Zhiyong was in unbearable pain as if an organ was removed from his body.
Liang Yuan’s spiritual power wove itself into strings, swiftly invading his sea of consciousness.
The Puppet Threads invaded Lai Zhiyong’s mind, and Liang Yuan immediately noticed something unusual.
Lai Zhiyong’s brain neural network was entirely different from that of ordinary people.
His neural network crisscrossed like plant roots.
At the central area, there was a noticeably thicker nerve.
Liang Yuan followed the nerve upwards, swiftly extending out of Lai Zhiyong’s mind.
This nerve was, in fact, the stem of the yellow flower that was cut!
Liang Yuan was astonished, but regardless, his Puppet Threads had completely taken control of Lai Zhiyong.
Yet, the severed stem refused to close up.
Liang Yuan could feel Lai Zhiyong’s life force continually escaping from the rupture.
And Lai Zhiyong’s wails grew quieter and quieter.
Liang Yuan pondered for a moment, flicked his fingers lightly, and a flicker of flame was ignited.
He placed his hand gently on the severed stem’s wound.
Sizzle—
A wisp of smoke rose, prompting Lai Zhiyong to let out a piercing scream, convulsing violently before his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness!