【空气被压缩，扭曲了光线……】                                这是心神仓促间升起的唯一念头。                                在神经将闪避指令传导到肢体之前，凝固如墙的空间便平推而至，将她按入红木。                                气流呼啸，将执事大口呕出的鲜血扯碎，星点披洒数十平米。                                一道昂藏身影瞬移出现在场中，伸手一指，便斩断了束缚青栀的合金长鞭。                                后者翻身而起,        不顾缺氧地单膝跪地行礼。                                直到这时候，由空气传导、慢过固体十倍的清晰喝问才姗姗来迟。                                “你要杀谁？！”                                庞然音浪来回冲刷，折返于帝之下都，吹得所有人发丝飞舞、耳膜刺痛。                                心神眯起眼睛、面色青白，也不知是因为失血,        还是畏惧。                                “再告诉我一次,        你要杀谁？”                                黄怀玉再次闪烁，在她十数米外站定问道。                                “旅者，你竟然亲自来了……”                                心神喃喃道。                                她知道外头正在发生的事情——执火者对回春卫家的总攻正在高潮。                                按照所有人判断，神目之王的注意力都应该在那边。                                “咳。”                                心神吐出喉间残血，从逐渐弥合的红木破口中拔出身体。                                谛听神通力骤然爆发，譬如银瓶乍破。                                “视觉剥离！”                                执事厉声喝道。                                声音既落，黄怀玉目中的金银辉光立刻暗下。                                但心神不仅自身失明，更是呕血不止。                                能级和位格的差距带来了巨大负荷。                                “很有意思的能力，就像在我眼前蒙了一块黑布。”                                黄怀玉评价道。                                他的眼球转动，瞳孔却没有变焦现象。                                “听觉剥离！”                                心神却不管不顾，再次发力。                                她双腿脱力跪坐在地，额上青筋浮凸，四肢肌肉痉挛。                                发动能力的那一刻，她似乎感受到了死亡的接近。                                黄怀玉的世界被按下静音键，陷入绝对的死寂。                                “可惜无法剥夺那些真正的噪音。”                                他淡淡道。                                话语中的轻蔑，在场所有人都能分辨。                                心神已然力竭了。                                但她却高昂起头，不肯停下                                “触觉剥离！”                                心神艰难吼道,        “离”字脱口,        整个人就朝后仰倒。                                缕缕血丝从她七窍流出,        甚是可怖。                                黄怀玉轻轻摩擦手指,        触感轻微模糊，大约去了七成。                                场中无人说话。                                反而是濒死的心神自己扭过头，望向另一侧的应如天。                                “旅者三感丧失，风君，请替我降服此僚，特处局必有厚报……”                                她断断续续道。                                风君能级三阶高，旅者最多也只是三阶巅峰，差距极小。                                但视听触三感，在使徒战斗中，发挥着决定性作用。                                如果心神所言不虚，旅者此时的战斗力说是少了七成，也丝毫不夸张。                                应如天虽然没有回应，但心中真有游移。                                杀死神目之王，这是怎样的荣誉、利益和威望？                                说是一步登天，也不为过！                                应如天无声瞬步改变位置，同时引发一缕微风，拂过旅者的衣袖。                                后者的手臂肌肉，果然没有任何应激反应。                                【我或有机会……】                                这一刻，应如天心脏狂跳。                                但就在这时，他看到旅者转过侧脸，看向自己的方向。                                “应家主，要与我试试手吗？”                                黄怀玉轻笑着说道。                                【他能知道我的位置和动作！】                                应如天目光一缩，不敢再动。                                虽然不如谛听的“心觉”功能性更强，但“存在感知”同样能一定程度上代替视觉。                                “嗤。”                                黄怀玉摇头耻笑。                                他回过身子，手臂暴涨十余米，将心神头颅一把攥住，提回面前。                                “我曾听木家人说过，浮玉省督曾听雨，是个雷厉风行，不怕死的。”                                “今日一见，倒是不假。”                                黄怀玉五指渐渐收紧，命运觉活跃至极限。                                心神的命运之熵尽在触手。                                噬命是能够对执事发动的——只不过承担后果的不是被封印的源质，而是执事本人。                                一念之差，他就能夺去对方性命。                                但黄怀玉最终没有选择这样做。                                情报部对心神的详细侧写里，有很多记录。                                追缉罪犯时冲锋在前。                                保卫民众时舍生忘死。                                没有丈夫，没有子嗣。                                杀这样的人，是负累，也是堕落。                                “唔……”                                心神在半窒息和大脑供血不足的情况下，足足坚持了十五秒钟，才终于休克。                                黄怀玉夺回了视听触三感。                                他挥手将心神甩出，抛回到最近的特勤身前。                                “将战地勇士和武器都卸下，然后带着她走吧。”                                黄怀玉命令道。                                “就当是我对鲲鹏阁下的好意。”                                没有任何特勤逞强。                                他们各自缴械，带着重伤的上级迅速离开。                                战地勇士的成本、些许战败的屈辱，与心神本人的安危相比，不值一提。                                场中还剩下三股势力。                                “我之前人虽未到，却见识了应家主的风姿。”                                黄怀玉负手看向应如天。                                “我刚刚听应家主说，多好的牙口吃多硬的饭。”                                “现在特处局已经走了。”                                他咧嘴笑道。                                “不知应家主自觉牙口如何，配不配从我这分上一杯羹？”                                此话一出，应家众人噤若寒蝉，连呼吸都不敢。                                而应如天被黄怀玉横目一瞥，更是压力无穷，好似背着五岳。                                这反过来激起他的战意。                                “应某的斤两，阁下但可一试！”                                他回道，不再自称本座。                                “大言不惭。”                                黄怀玉闻言讥讽。                                这四个字就像是一记耳光，抽在应如天脸上。                                “你……”                                后者自觉受辱，正要回话，就见到旅者瞬间闪至面前。                                手刀挥过，吞噬一切光明的裂空斩高速袭来。                                大气在应如天身周高速流动，将他推开的同时，化作数十枚高压球体，朝前飙射。                                这些“气球”极为凝聚，虽然只有拳头大小，炸开时却能在十余米方圆制造数十倍大气压的超压。                                帝之下都内响起重重轰雷之声，将所有人震得恶心失聪。                                但冲击波速度再快，也赶不上空间移动。                                旅者身形转换不定，超出了所有人的感官捕捉力。                                【好快！】                                应如天双手合十，鼓起飞廉神通。                                在他身边，数十米半径涡流气旋瞬间成型。                                密集回旋的无穷风刃，足以将坦克装甲刨成细丝。                                飞廉独有的战斗领域。                                就在信心战意如旗招展的时候，应如天头顶皮肤一阵刺痛。                                空气被强行压缩，以至于风刃切伤了主人。                                【上面？什么时候……】                                应如天仰首瞥视，见到一道空间墙从上方拍下。                                他竭尽全力想要脱离，身周空间却倍数膨胀。                                一念差错，风君便被无形大印盖中，狠狠拍入大地。                                ps：我们小区今天测完了第四轮，据说前三轮全阴性，但明天还是要测第五轮。                                不过家里有食物储备，对网文写手来说，封不封小区差别也不大。

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