My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 171 170. Soul Sword, Judgment

Oleg growled, held the encapsulator to his chest, and hid in a relatively intact wall shelter on the second floor of the ruined shop.

On the other side, Su Hong had no time to care about Helena. At this moment, he focused all his attention on the place where the soul fluctuation occurred.

The Holy Candle Eye was activated, and his eyes seemed to be ignited with flames. In an instant, his gaze pierced through the wind and snow, penetrated the thick steel and concrete, and saw the monster hiding in the ruins.

Thick blood mist gushed out from the window of the ruins, and a monster with exposed purple-red brain tissue and a skinny body climbed out with difficulty.

Seeing this, the surrounding Dawn believers retreated in fear and scattered. Even the human centipede that was chasing Su Hong immediately stopped approaching and slowly retreated.

"Is this Blasphemous Servant about to use its ultimate move?!"

Su Hong became alert instantly, and he controlled the shadow blade to cut towards the giant brain monster.

The giant-brained monster raised its heavy head, fixed its dark eyes on Su Hong, and suddenly screamed.

"what!"

The shadow of the soul colossus shattered the ruins, and the monster floated in the air. Its mental fluctuations and sound waves condensed into a materialized blood mist tide, which rushed towards Su Hong violently.

"Boom!" The terrifying sound wave instantly pierced his eardrum. He only heard a buzzing sound, and only a chaotic tinnitus remained in his cochlea. He could no longer hear any other sound.

The powerful spirit pressed on his nerves and blood vessels. In an instant, the world was spinning and stars were appearing in his eyes. He fell to the ground, holding his head. He felt an exploding headache. Bleeding was flowing from all his orifices, and the blood blurred his vision.

“Ahhhhh!!!” Screams came one after another, and a soul tsunami rose up, crushing towards Su Hong in an even more terrifying manner.

But at this moment, the game prompt he had been waiting for finally appeared.

"Under mental attack, under judgment of will."

In an instant, the endless snowstorm, the fighting crowd, the defeated zombie army... everything slowed down.

The pain in the soul and body all disappeared, and Su Hong felt as if his soul had left his body, floating in mid-air. Opposite him was a giant-brained monster that had also entered this mysterious state.

The pink power of Slaanesh lingered around the world and was absorbed into Su Hong and the monster's bodies along with their rising and falling breaths. Gradually, hallucinations appeared. Countless enchanting demons were sitting on the high platform and laughing secretly. The demons' faces seemed to be far away in the horizon, but also seemed to be right in front of them.

The devil incarnated as a group of charming women and was about to sink into the abyss of desire. Su Hong focused his eyes, his heart of steel took effect, and his consciousness was instantly pulled back to reality.

The devil screamed in disappointment, raised his knife, fork and sickle, and rushed towards the giant brain monster.

"Ah!!!" the giant-brain monster screamed, but this time it was filled with fear.

It fell to the ground from mid-air, its giant brain twitching continuously, as if it had suffered extremely serious injuries.

"The judgment is successful. The weak-willed have suffered backlash from their souls."

"The soul receives feedback and temporarily gains the status of a judge."

"Judge, please raise your sword and judge the weak."

After the game prompts jumped, Su Hong's exhausted soul seemed to be dripped with nectar, and his vitality was revived. A powerful soul power that did not belong to him temporarily became a part of him.

He stood up, thousands of lights covered his body and gushed up to the sky. He felt his soul becoming larger and larger, gradually separating from his body, standing in the wind and snow, like a giant knight projected from the kingdom of God, raising the sword of soul.

"What's this?!"

The reversal between Su Hong and the giant-brain monster took only a few seconds. From the perspective of the Dawn Cultists, the giant-brain monster that had originally suppressed Su Hong fell to the ground inexplicably, while Su Hong's aura suddenly surged, and his soul actually left his body. He stood above the city like a giant, looking down at everyone.

The sword of soul in his hand seemed to have become the legendary sword of Damocles, hanging high above everyone's head, making everyone tense and terrified, their bodies too stiff to move.

"Is this the trial of will?"

Su Hong muttered something, and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands. The illusory sword blade pierced through the wind and snow and fell to the ground.

"Boom!!!" The giant soul blade set off a mental storm and ravaged the battlefield. The Dawn believers screamed one after another. Their souls were severely damaged and they died suddenly. The giant brain monster that was originally suffered from the backlash of the soul screamed, and could not withstand the mental pressure. Its head exploded and red and white objects flew out.

Countless disaster blood mists gushed out from the Dawn Cultists and the giant brain monsters, gathering into streams of blood and merging into Su Hong's body.

The aura in his body changed, and the level of disaster continued to break through.

[Disaster Level: Level 37]

The trial was over, the Soul Colossus disappeared, and Su Hong felt a little better, but he didn't dare to stay there. He summoned a blizzard to pick up the remaining few living zombies and Li Qingzhen, and hurriedly flew towards Xie Dong's shelter.

In fact, although the momentum of the Judgment of Will just now seemed huge, it was actually completely powerless against the two blasphemous servants who had reached the fourth level of the Undead.

He could only take advantage of the time when the two blasphemous servants had not yet recovered and escape quickly.

"Mr. Scott, that attack just now...what kind of disaster ability was that?"

Li Qingzhen was completely shocked by the scene just now and couldn't recover for a long time.

He had only seen such a terrifying momentum in the battles between the crown prince and the king.

Su Hong coughed a few times and said, "I'm a little injured, so I can't stay here for long."

The Judgment of Will was indeed a powerful move for bluffing people. Although it only had the power of the third level of Undead, its momentum was comparable to that of a king.

He seemed to have discovered another use for the Judgment of Will by accident.

The talent of 1% fusion of compatibility, if nothing else, is at least top-notch in terms of weirdness.

He took the encapsulator from Oleg, hung it around his waist, and said jokingly, "Helena, I thought you were going to run away."

To be honest, he was indeed surprised that Helena didn't run away. In his opinion, things like artificial intelligence should be quite cold-blooded.

It seemed that Helena was more deeply influenced by the mental body than he thought.

After this battle, his trust in Helena increased significantly.

If not comrades-in-arms, at least they can be considered friends.

"Thanks."

Helena: "Helena's mission is to assist the administrator in managing and protecting the shelter. In order to rebuild the shelter, protecting the administrator is also part of the mission. The administrator does not need to thank her."

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is."

Su Hong noticed that Helena's title for him changed from Mr. Scott to Manager.

However, he didn't have the energy to pay attention to these small details at the moment. The blasphemous servants were still chasing them from behind, and the crisis was still there before they reached the refuge.

……

On the devastated battlefield, the corpses of the Dawn Cultists and the Ghouls lay crookedly on the ground. A tall and thin giant stood in place, and a human head composed entirely of a tumor gradually grew on his right shoulder.

This man is none other than Thrall the Defiler.

"Is this the little mouse that killed Melanie?"

"Haha, it's really amazing."

"But you are destined not to escape." Sal's tone was indifferent, revealing a sense of certainty.

(End of this chapter)