When the tampered fire psychic energy let out the first scream, Lin Feng finally understood - this world torn apart by psychic energy and technology could no longer tolerate neutrals.
He can copy any psychic form, but he is denounced by the psionic faction as a "thief who steals talents"; she hides the core that can balance the two worlds, but is regarded as a "traitor who collaborates with the enemy and treasons" by the technological faction.
In the explosion and fire of the floating base, Lin Feng's left hand torn apart the mecha with the wind whirlwind, and the flames of his right hand melted through the psychic shield. Su Yao's star track armor lit up in the symphony of runes and gears - what they wanted to fight was never each other.
The murals in the Kunlun ruins are peeling off, and the tentacles of the alienated ones have wrapped around the throat of the earth. When psychic resonance hits the mechanical core, when the power of replication meets the forbidden truth, this interstellar conspiracy has just begun to show its fangs.
"Either live together, or... Blow up this bullshit balance."
