Start with the Soul Forge

Chapter 564 It is said that refining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is a merit in the Warhammer world
At the empress's command, several Pearl Guards came up and tried to subdue Mo Hao.

The Pearl Guard is a secret force directly under the Empress, responsible for monitoring officials and domestic affairs.

They were either maids of ministers or concubines and bedmates of officials. They collected intelligence and were also the dagger of last resort.

As the Empress' secret force, the Pearl Guards are definitely not weak.

But it’s just not weak.

Mo Hao straightened his slightly bent back.

boom!
Inside the hall, everyone's mind was buzzing.

It was as if a giant suddenly stood up, or a mountain rose from the ground.

Moreover, it is the highest Mount Everest in the world.

The sudden appearance of mountains naturally brings with it the tremendous force of mountains and seas that shakes the world.

The majestic and towering aura filled everyone's mind at once. The giant who stood up was the naturally divine creation, the Titan.

An invisible wave was exerted on Mo Hao, and the Pearl Guards felt as if a steel wall rose up in front of them, blocking them.

What’s even more terrifying is that this city wall can still move.

A certain force appeared in the air, invisible but tangible, and blasted the Pearl Guard away.

With the almost unlimited water spirit power of the Water Spirit Pearl, the Nordrassil seed is growing at an extremely fast speed. In a short period of time, it has grown from a tender sprout into a small sapling, and there are hundreds of roots, firmly rooted in Mo Hao's Dantian.

The vigorous vitality stimulates the blood in the body, causing the hidden blood that is still growing to grow rapidly.

The mixed blood of gods and humans was stimulated by this huge life force. The pineal gland on the forehead kept beating and a red mark appeared between the eyebrows.

The third eye between his eyebrows opened, and Mo Hao immediately discovered something wrong through the third eye.

The surrounding environment was filled with a rotten and disgusting smell. The exquisite food and gorgeous tableware revealed their true appearance after the divine eye was able to see through them.

Food that had long since rotted and was infested with maggots, meat that had grown hair and turned black, and tableware that was made of black soil.

But the place with the most aura was not anywhere else, but on the officials in the hall and the empress.

"Tsk, I thought it was just a simple case of someone getting their head pinched so they had to force themselves to claim they were giving it away. I didn't expect that..."

After his divine eye broke through his delusion, what Mo Hao saw was no longer the empress and the officials, but demons with distorted bodies and brains occupied by unknown objects.

"But it's a crappy puppet show."

A silk thread appeared on each minister's body, connecting to the sky. Looking up, the sky was shrouded by a huge figure with countless silk threads falling from his hands.

It was as if the entire imperial city and even the entire country were its puppets.

Noticing Mo Hao's gaze, the figure in the sky that was big enough to block out the sun lowered its head slightly, as if smiling at Mo Hao.

A malicious smile.

"Welcome, outsider."

The voice suddenly appeared in Mo Hao's mind, accompanied by a tsunami-like mental scream, trying to distort his will and modify his spirit.

At the same time, the Pearl Guards, officials, and the Empress in the hall all shed their human appearances, revealing twisted and blasphemous corpse puppet appearances.

Even though Mo Hao had experienced countless killing scenes and was accustomed to seeing the appearance of broken corpses, he still felt uncomfortable when he saw these things.

He felt that even if he used all his imagination, he would not be able to make the corpse look so extremely disgusting.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the appearance of these corpse puppets in front of him had already caused Mo Hao mental damage.

This is something that the mental scream just now could not do.

Holy light exploded from the void, and the pure white holy light decomposed and annihilated all the filth at the atomic level. With just one strike, Mo Hao turned the entire palace and half of the city into ashes.

The holy light, which was so pure that it could not tolerate any impurities, rose from the earth like a pillar to the sky. The highly concentrated holy light turned into a blazing holy fire, which burned out of thin air without any combustible materials.

No, it's not that there is nothing combustible.

The surroundings were filled with a rotten and evil smell. These things were the best flammable materials for the Holy Light. The pure white flames caused a sun to rise directly from the ground, completely burning the curtain of this place.

The sky, the earth, the air, and even the buildings, everything you see is distorted.

The empress and officials who were destroyed by the holy light reappeared from the void, as if it was not them who were destroyed just now, but just an insignificant shadow.

"I knew that a Warhammer-style cesspool would have to include the Warp."

Mo Hao could feel that this place was in the gap between illusion and reality, and there was no definite standard for all things.

Life and death, existence and destruction are all the cat in a state of superposition of life and death.

The common people, ministers, and the empress pounced on them again like zombies. This time, the twisted flesh and blood on their bodies blocked the holy light for a moment. The lives of the entire city formed a mountain of flesh and blood, pressing down on Mo Hao to kill him.

Every strand of flesh and blood is filled with the screams and wails of the soul. The tormented soul cannot be freed and is trapped in the deformed flesh and blood, acting as a puppet day after day, year after year.

In an instant, blood and flesh formed into mountains and turned into waves that surrounded all of Mo Hao's retreat routes.

"Outsider, you will become the most unique puppet in my drama."

"To perform your lame drama? I'm afraid I'll be nailed to the pillar of shame for being uneducated."

After he finished speaking, murderous intent arose, and Mo Hao punched out, stirring up the vital energy of heaven and earth to transform it into the purest and most violent force, and blasted towards the wave of flesh and blood that was coming like a tsunami.

Rakshasa Kui·Firefly Boom!

The blow was like a punishment from the gods, and wherever the fist passed, rocks were shattered, air was cut, and waves were split.

Faced with the tsunami that was like a natural disaster, Mo Hao used human power to recreate the mythical scene of Moses parting the sea.

The fist continued to move forward towards the figure in the sky with undiminished force. Sensing the divine martial arts attacking, a hint of vigilance flashed in the eyes of the huge figure in the sky.

If he was hit by an attack of this magnitude, even he would be injured.

As a controller, he doesn't like being hurt by puppets, and he doesn't like puppets to break out of his own restrictions and have his own ideas.

In an instant, countless souls flew out from the waves of flesh and blood, forming layers of barriers in front of the fist, using souls as barriers to consume the unparalleled fist power.

At this moment, a faint light flew out from Mo Hao's hand and attacked the figure in the sky faster than the fist.

But soon the figure in the sky discovered that the target of the faint light was not him, but the soul that flew out from the wave of flesh and blood.

The moment the dim light passed through the soul barrier, he could feel that the soul he controlled had lost contact.

The soul that should have belonged to him was taken away.

At the same time, Mo Hao's figure suddenly soared to a height of ten thousand feet, with his head reaching the sky and his feet on the ground. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand seemed to reach up to the sky and explore the abyss of the underworld.

The ten thousand meter tall figure was like a giant god descending, and the tangible sense of oppression made the figure feel as if the situation was out of control.

Holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in one hand, he clenched his fist and smashed it towards the figure in the sky with the other.

It was hard to tell whether the blow was directed at the enemy or at the earth.

But it doesn't matter, because the consequences of the blow will be the same no matter where it hits.

Wherever the fist passed, the earth shattered, the sky and the earth turned upside down, the rivers and seas flowed backwards, and the mountains no longer had any edges.

(End of this chapter)