Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

This force can be understood as 'momentum', which is potential energy or power.

Extending this example from the tiger, if the power of a creature exceeds the influence of the tiger, the consequences can be far more terrifying.

It could even affect the mind, or even the brain, directly through the eyes!

After Miyazaki Yu mastered the improved version of Sword Spirit, his life level underwent another leap. This effect was no longer just physical, but began to extend to the genetic level!

In other words, Miyazaki Yu is no longer a species like ordinary people!

This change was something Miyazaki Yuya hadn't anticipated; he could sense that subtle changes were beginning to occur within himself.

He noticed subtle changes occurring in his bones, meridians, muscles, and even blood, and began to record these changes in his spiritual world.

Although he was extremely powerful compared to ordinary people, he was actually no different from ordinary people in essence.

But now it's different; the essence of his life has been elevated!

Just as Lingyu could easily intimidate those rats, making them fear this little cat as if it were a god.

Although Miyazaki Yu couldn't intimidate a person like Ling Yu intimidated a rat, his own strength generated a powerful 'aura' around him, or what could be understood as an outward-emitting biomagnetic field.

When he exudes power, he can influence a person's judgment of him through visual perception, causing a change in how he is perceived by others.

This is similar to the indescribable beings in the Cthulhu Mythos. They are similar to humans because they possess immense power, so no human method of perceiving the outside world, namely the five senses, can reach their realm or understand their essence.

It's like the blind men touching an elephant; they can never see the whole picture.

Of course, Miyazaki Yu's current 'power' can only cause some people's vision to be distorted, which is still relatively basic. But when he can truly distort all of other people's senses, he will be a true god!

All the white people were terrified to the extreme, and in that moment of terror, they all started firing their guns without prior agreement.

All fear stems from insufficient firepower; this seems to be one of the truths.

Bullets were unleashed as if they were free, attacking Miyazaki Yu. However, these bullets were like pebbles that only slightly disturbed the surface of the water, causing no serious consequences.

Miyazaki Yu then began experimenting. He mixed sword energy with his mental power and arranged it in front of him. In this way, the sword energy could leave his body without being activated and spread around his body like a barrier.

If any external force forcibly enters this area of ​​several meters in radius, it will directly unleash sword energy, destroying the object that impacts it.

Sure enough, as soon as the bullets hit their target, they encountered the activated sword energy around them. Instantly, the bullets were shattered by the threads formed by the sword energy, and all their impact was dissipated.

"I see, I see! Haha!"

The success of the experiment brought Miyazaki Yu a sense of joy, and as a reward, he decided to grant these foolish fellows their deaths!

With a soft sound, a cross-shaped mark suddenly appeared on the white man's body, which then spread out. His entire body had been cut into four pieces by the cross mark. In an instant, blood flowed freely, and various organs rolled all over the ground like fruit bursting out of a plastic bag!

Another person was luckier; a sword aura was originally meant to slash diagonally down along the side of their face, and should have sliced ​​off half of their face.

But somehow, he managed to parry with his pistol, which was cut in half, but in doing so, he exhausted all his strength.

Surprisingly, instead of severing the other person's head in one go, a deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on his face, extending from his right eyebrow to his mouth!

However, before he could even scream, he was instantly turned into a headless corpse by the second sword energy!

"It seems that the strength of the sword energy I have accumulated outside my body is quite limited. In addition, since there is no sword tip to condense, the power is greatly reduced. It is not easy to cut a spear in half. This data needs to be collected."

He walked slowly outside, and the road ahead was a scene of carnage.

Many of those who were just enjoying themselves hadn't even recovered from their pleasure before their heads rolled.

Wherever he went, apart from those women who cowered in their rooms, afraid or unable to leave, all the others died instantly.

The entire castle was enveloped in his perception. He played a match-3 game, eliminating three people together as soon as he saw them. If they didn't all get together, he would chase after them and make them complete the group.

Wherever he went, people initially jumped out to try to stop him, or attempted to shoot, or tried to scold, accuse, persuade, defend, or beg for mercy.

But all of that was useless. These usually high and mighty figures were now making a complete fool of themselves, and they were all killed by an indistinct phantom!

Chapter 492 The Liaison, Karl

He quickly cleaned up one floor, and the smell of blood was unusually strong throughout the entire floor.

More security personnel, who were not yet fully aware of the situation, rushed over. Some charged towards the location, while others attempted to escape with important figures.

One group of people, carrying a fat, obese man, were fleeing frantically in one direction.

"Mr. Carl, we must evacuate!"

The fat man was still struggling: "I'm not leaving. There are hundreds of armed men here, and headquarters has already been notified. Why should I run away?"

One of the guards was extremely anxious: "Mr. Carl, please don't hesitate any longer. We have checked all the surveillance footage, but there is no image of the attackers. The deaths are still continuing, and more than 60% of the guards have already been killed."

As you know, each of our guards has a nanochip injected into their arm as a sensor to determine our location and whether we are alive or dead.

Since the killings began, people have been dying every moment, and there's been no sign of the attackers, not even a loud gunshot. This means the attackers' strength is beyond imagination; these armed forces are almost powerless against them, even their firearms are largely ineffective!

The fat man's face darkened: "Could it be that someone has deployed superhumans? Damn it! They actually dared to cross political lines; are they trying to ruin everything?"

The guards were desperate and had no choice. This Mr. Karl was of very high status; he was the liaison between the Knights and the real Skull and Bones Society, that is, the coordinator between the two sides.

In its early days, the Skull Knights were, as Miyazaki Yu had predicted, an organization that did the dirty work for the Skull and Bones Society, getting themselves dirty while others got clean.

However, as the organization grew stronger, the relationship between the two gradually became more delicate.

The leaders of the Skeleton Knights hope to completely separate the organization and establish it as an equal to the Skull and Bones Society.

This is something the Skull and Bones Society cannot accept. They are used to having a black glove in their hands. How can they easily give up the organization they have cultivated using political resources and a lot of money?

Therefore, a disagreement arose between the two sides, but they needed each other and neither wanted to completely break off relations.

Therefore, the importance of the contact person becomes even more self-evident; someone that both parties can trust is extremely rare.

If the contact person has a problem, the relationship between the two parties is likely to suffer an irreparable rift. In this case, the consequences would be far more serious than the destruction of a branch!

Fat Karl had made up his mind and started running outside with the guards. Soon, they rushed into the yard, where more than a dozen cars were already waiting.

It must be said that the capabilities of these secret organizations are absolutely extraordinary; even in such a critical moment, they have made thorough preparations.

It's possible for Fatty Carl to get into any of the cars. Once the convoy disperses, it's like adding a dozen layers of insurance. You can't chase two rabbits at the same time, let alone a dozen cars. This greatly increases the chances of Fatty Carl escaping.

What they didn't see was that on the top floor, a figure stood by the window, silently watching everything.

"It seems that I will have to let you drink blood in the end. Such a chance to have a good meal is not often."

As he spoke, he pointed his fingers like knives toward the sky, his gaze sharp yet filled with excitement.

"Sword, come!"

Above the sky, amidst the rolling dark clouds, a cold light lurked within. Only under the moonlight could one clearly see that it was a long sword!

Miyazaki Yu traveled a long way to rescue people, so naturally he would not have been unprepared. No one knew that as the plane headed towards the other side of the ocean, a sharp blade was attached to the fuselage of the plane, and so on!

When he arrived, he appeared to be only accompanied by Ran and Kogoro Mouri, and had checked in a kitten.

But in reality, a small white snake was wrapped around his wrist, and a sharp sword followed in the sky. All his strongest helpers were by his side. It seemed that he was just a man, a sword, a cat, and a snake.

The truth is that he brought all his strongest combat forces with him!

As Miyazaki Yu shouted "Sword, come!", the cold light in the dark clouds transformed into a stream of light, swooping down towards the ground from above!

Just as the convoy was about to help Karl into a car, a streak of light appeared like a shooting star, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye, appearing right in front of them as if it were a missile.

"boom!"

The horizontal cloud blade was planted in the ground, and immediately a terrifying aura burst out from the blade in all directions. Several luxury cars that were hit by the sword energy were instantly reduced to pieces!

Amidst the screams of the crowd, they were all thrown off balance by the force, turning into rolling gourds and scattering in all directions. Karl, in particular, being the fattest, rolled several times on the ground like a watermelon that had been soaked in water.

Surprisingly, he wasn't injured, except for some dirt on his face and a few bumps from some clueless people, which left him feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"what!"

This guy, who had always lived a life of luxury, had never experienced the feeling of dancing on the edge of life and death. His whole body started trembling, and the excessive tension and fear made him unable to stand up.

"Is it a mortar? Or a howitzer?"

He was terrified. Among the attackers were not only people with superpowers, but they had also used grenades!

Are these guys insane? This isn't some foreign country; this is the United States, the beacon of light. It's perfectly normal for guns to be used on American soil. After all, gunfights happen every day; it's not just a joke.

But that's the only way. The government can ban guns, but artillery must be prohibited. Otherwise, the bigwigs won't feel safe. We can't just change the name of the "beacon of democracy" to Syria, can we?

At this moment, the opponent actually used artillery in order to kill him, which is outrageous!

But when everyone saw clearly what was stuck at the bottom of the pit, they were all taken aback.

"The impact just now wasn't caused by artillery or howitzers, but by this sword? How is that possible?"

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the sword that was originally stuck in the ground began to slowly rise into the air. After rising to a height of more than a person, it instantly transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards a car.

In the blink of an eye, the sword's edge sliced ​​through the car like tofu, easily turning the car and its driver into bloody jugs!

Everyone else was stunned. A sword, without anyone holding it, was attacking people in the dark of night?

Is this the devil from the Bible, wielding that sword?

They simply didn't have the chance to pray to their God, whom they had never truly believed in, because they were about to die.

Hengyun Duan launched another attack. With each slash, a car and a person were easily cleaved in two, leaving people dead and cars destroyed!

When Karl came to his senses, he was the only one still alive among those present. At that moment, the entire castle returned to silence, and absolute silence.

The surroundings were eerily silent. The sword hovered in the air, no longer launching attacks, as if it had forgotten about him.

He mustered his courage and tried to run outside, but just then, he heard footsteps!

Chapter 493 The Shocking Beacon of the Nation (3rd Update!)

His entire body of fat trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

Before this, he had never tasted death. Although he had witnessed many evil deeds, as an elegant gentleman, it was impossible for him to kill someone himself.

Seeing death so close at that moment made his heart feel like it was about to explode.

Watching your subordinates kill others from a high position is a completely different feeling from watching them be killed, not to mention that you yourself might be the one to die in this situation.

The very faint sound of footsteps sounded to him like drumsticks striking his heart.

"Don't kill me! I'm the liaison between the Skeleton Knights and the Skull and Bones Society. I know many secrets. If you don't kill me, I'm willing to tell you everything."

He lay trembling on the ground, as humble as a stray dog.

He only dared to look at the ground, and dared not raise his eyes even slightly.