âWhat?!â
The youth had been confident of his success, but just a few seconds later, his face suddenly changed drastically.
âWhatâs going on?â
There wasnât even a trace of will or memory that could be captured from the mental energy.
This attempt at reading had been a complete waste of effort for the youth.
And just as he realized this, his entire body froze in place, his hair standing on end.
There was someone behind himâ¦
These tentacles were just decoys, waiting for the moment he got distracted.
âThereâs something at the hindbrainâ¦â
The youth was utterly stunned, cold sweat continuously breaking out on his forehead and trickling down his cheeks.
Though he didnât turn around, he could clearly sense that something was aimed at his headâ¦
âIs it psychic power? But it doesnât seem purely like psychic powerâ¦â
As the youth attempted to look behind him, a mild voice immediately sounded: âI suggest you donât move.â
âAnd just because you say so, I shouldnât move?!â
As soon as the other person spoke, the youth abruptly dodged to the side, his psychic power emanating wildly.
However, Ling Moâs reaction speed was equally astonishing. The youth was swift in his evasion, yet he still felt a sharp pain in his ear, with warm blood trickling down his neck.
âAh!â
The youth let out a painful groan, immediately turned, and pointed a finger in front of him.
With this gesture, accompanied by psychological suggestion, a vast amount of psychic power surged forth crazily, rushing towards the lean figure standing in the shadows.
âIâll knock you out first!â the youth shouted loudly.
Ling Moâs expression remained unchanged. He pressed his hand to his forehead, and then as if pulling something from his head, extracted it outward.
This action immediately caused the youth to pause, and quickly, the expression on his face turned to one of horror.
âDamn!â
He had thought Ling Mo had been exhausted by the earlier attack, but to his utter surprise, the tentacle Ling Mo extracted from the psychic light cluster was even thicker than before. The psychic power it contained had reached an astonishing level, and as soon as this tentacle appeared, it branched out into countless fine threads.
It rooted itself at Ling Moâs brow, appearing like hundreds of blood-red threads barring his front.
As soon as the youthâs psychic power collided with them, it was completely entangled by these fine threads.
Many tentacles with changing siphon tips unexpectedly emerged from the threads, burrowing deeply into the mental energy and then devouring it wildly.
Behind the threads, Ling Mo watched him calmly, his gaze growing increasingly intense with the devouring.
The youth was utterly stunned, muttering to himself, âThis must be a jokeâ¦â
He never expected Ling Mo to have the ability to devour psychic power!
And in such a manner!
The youthâs scalp tingled. There were also many psychic tentacles behind him, and Ling Mo stood before him, trapping him invisibly.
Though they were all tentacles, they clearly formed two distinct types. If he werenât sure there was no third person here, he would doubt if there were two mental ability superhumans attacking him. Besides, even if there were two, how could they possess the same ability?
However, after the initial shock, the corner of the youthâs mouth slightly twisted, revealing a strange, cold smileâ¦
âWait!â
Just then, the youthâs face suddenly turned pale.
Since earlier, he had a strange feeling, like something had been overlooked.
Upon seeing Ling Mo now, though he hadnât seen his features clearly, the youth immediately reacted.
âAmputated arm, injuriesâ¦â
But there were no such signs on this person before him!
And Kaili had no reason to deceive him about this!
The youthâs mind reeled, vaguely sensing he might have made a grave mistakeâ¦
âCould it be⦠he used hallucinations back then too?â
This point puzzled the youthâ¦
âYour turn,â Ling Mo said, stepping forward.
âNot injured, and able to devour. The advantages I believed I had are completely gone⦠but killing me wonât be that easy either!â
The youth growled fiercely, releasing a surge of psychic power as he pulled out a handgun.
But before he could fire, a sharp pain suddenly radiated from his wrist. He yelled and noticed a psychic tentacle had somehow emerged from beneath his feet. In the haze, he also seemed to catch a red glimmerâ¦
âAh!â
As the gun dropped from the youthâs hand, a suction power specifically targeting psychic power suddenly came from his hindbrain.
Feeling as if his brain matter was about to be sucked out, the youth let out a roar.
As his eyes grew redder, the psychic light cluster in his mind trembled, forcefully pushing back against the suction power.
Yet, at the same time, several tentacles broke through his resistance, piercing his body with a soft thud.
Overwhelmed by intense pain, the youth let out a pained groan. He realized then that Ling Moâs backup plans were relentless, rendering the question of why Ling Mo wasnât injured meaningless.
âProbe!â
The youth staggered back two steps, his psychic power wildly dispersing, rapidly scanning the illusion.
âItâs useless. Even if you can use a gun, your physical condition is slightly weaker than mine, so your shooting speed⦠too slow.â
Ling Mo had just stepped forward when he suddenly saw the youth step back.
With a ferocious expression, he slapped the air, and with a surge of psychic fluctuation, he immediately slipped into it.
Strangely, though it looked like mere air, with his plunge, half of his body abruptly disappeared.
On the half of his face that remained, a vicious look appeared: âYou think I can only probe and read? Hereâs a big gift for you! Formatting!â
With that, he vanished completely, his cold laughter fading with him: âLetâs see you devour this!â
âFormattingâ¦â
Ling Mo was about to release another psychic tentacle when he suddenly paused. He sensed that the psychic power he had just devoured was rapidly dissipating. However, instead of merely fading away, this psychic energy was attempting something else-an infection!
It aimed to use this mental energy as a catalyst to attack Ling Moâs psychic light cluster.
Yet, after a brief fluctuation, the energy reluctantly settled down and became inert.
âThat was close! Luckily, to ease digestion, I had set this psychic energy aside⦠But this guyâs psychic power is indeed formidable. If you just want to destroy someoneâs psychic power without needing to read it, using this âFormattingâ method would work.â
Wiping someoneâs brain clean is essentially turning them into an idiotâ¦
âIt seems that Chief of Staff Wang sent him specifically because of his reading and formatting abilitiesâ¦â Ling Mo frowned. Despite the youthâs capabilities, he was more concerned about Chief of Staff Wang. The man had resources and a clear, tenacious goal, making him more troublesome than dealing with Niepan.
After all, Ling Mo could infiltrate Niepan, but he couldnât simply waltz into Falconâ¦
âNo matter, this guy surely has a lot of memories in his headâ¦ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ling Mo glanced at the spot where the youth had vanished, his expression slightly peculiar, âHe really does have an impressive probing ability, to find the real door within Old Zhengâs true illusionâ¦â
This method contrasted with how Ling Mo had previously located the door, showing that the youth had a more advanced technique.
âBut⦠you havenât even shaken off the master ball, so how could you possibly escape meâ¦â
Ling Mo closed his eyes to concentrate briefly, then took two steps forward, disappearing from the area as well.
â¦
âI finally managed to shake him off for now. That bit of energy probably couldnât completely format him, but causing some chaos should be no problem. Iâll take this opportunity to break the illusion, and thenâ¦â
The youth stumbled into a room, but a voice behind him suddenly spoke, âAnd then what?â
âShit!â
Without thinking, he turned around slightly, but his expression had already turned extremely grim.
The string of misjudgments had shaken him deeply, and this was clearly a fatal errorâ¦
âMaster Ball!â
Ling Mo shouted as he unleashed a barrage of psychic tentacles once more.
âItâs useless!â the youth screamed. With the strength of his psychic power, he believed he could fend off these tentaclesâ¦
His head was also enveloped by psychic power. Whatever this master ball was, it seemed to be the source of that suction powerâ¦
But then he saw Ling Moâs eyesâ¦
A sliver of unease from his earlier mistake instantly amplified within him, turning his face pale and causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
As the protective layer around his head wavered, a red glimmer darted inside. Simultaneously, the mental energy in front of him shattered, and more tentacles surged out from Ling Moâs psychic light cluster, enveloping him completely.
âSo, this was the backup planâ¦â
The youthâs eyes were filled with confusion, but a moment of clarity washed over his mind.
âWhewâ¦â
Ling Mo exhaled softly, raising a hand to wipe away the sweat.
Though their encounter had been brief, those two clashes had consumed nearly half of his psychic power.
The formatting ability of his opponent had especially caught him off guard.
If it hadnât been for the psychic power of the glasses man still residing in his mind, which prevented him from immediately digesting the youthâs psychic power, he might have found himself in danger. But when facing adversaries with such formidable psychic power, Ling Mo maintained a level of caution and attentiveness, just as he had done with the opportunity he had seized.
Pop, pop, pop!
Over a dozen psychic tentacles pierced through the youthâs body, pinning him against the wall.
With his psychic power immobilized by the master ball, he was completely unable to resist.
As clarity returned to his eyes, the last thing he saw was Ling Mo slowly approachingâ¦
âYouâ¦â
As Ling Moâs hand pressed directly onto his forehead, the youthâs eyes widened in shock.