Song Jian felt that he was targeted, and it was a psychic lock no less, a kind of spiritual binding that only spells of Legendary Level or above possessed. Now, these high-tech gadgets could actually lock onto his psyche, which took him by surprise.
The Abyss Concealment Skill had failed in front of these defense mechanisms, putting a look of panic on the face of the usually confident Song Jian.
Da da da, da da da~
Several automatic cannons fired at the same time. The finger-length bullets struck Song Jian, setting off sparks as they hit. He quickly retreated backward until he found cover in the cannons' blind spot, only then realizing he had lost nearly five thousand Vitality Points in just a few seconds.
"Isn't this damage a bit too high?" Song Jian exclaimed in surprise.