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

Those who oppose and despise the United States will surely worship him as a true god.

These chaotic thoughts reached their peak when Miyazaki Yu stimulated his brain and activated his spirit. He paused for a few seconds, and in those few seconds, those mad dogs rushed in front of him. Although there was still a faint light barrier to resist, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it was broken.

No one expected that, even at this point, these fanatics would actually back down!

No matter how many were killed before, no matter how mangled and miserable their comrades' deaths were, they were never afraid to back down. But at this moment, these guys actually backed down!

At this moment, Miyazaki Yu opened his eyes, and a silver-gray halo flashed, coloring his eyes as the color of the starry sky.

"I've mastered the Sword of Mirror Lake!"

Chapter 579 A Heart as Clear as a Mirror

In that instant, Miyazaki Yu's heart was calmer than ever before, like a still lake without ripples, but in reality, a tremendous power had already emerged.

Like the glaciers at the North and South Poles, what appears to be frozen actually harbors a vibrant life force within, poised to erupt at any moment.

"This is what it feels like to reach a higher level of mental strength. So that's how it is. The essence of the mind is the fluctuation of the brain. Hiding and restraining this fluctuation is the brain's instinct to reduce damage and consumption. Breaking the instinct itself means great danger. It requires not only absolute courage but also supreme wisdom and an extremely strong physique. Without any one of these elements, true success is impossible."

I know that if someone possesses swordsmanship, internal strength, and mental power comparable to mine, as well as an understanding and comprehension of the way of the sword, but their physique is inferior to mine, they will also fail. I did take a huge risk just now, but I finally succeeded. In that case, everything will be different.

The world is the same; everything is truly different now!

The mental energy, which had already been greatly depleted and was almost exhausted, quickly began to reorganize after being infused with new mental energy. It extended the crystal barrier outward by several meters, forming his absolute domain within a five-meter radius in front of Miyazaki Yu.

At this moment, Miyazaki Yu even had a feeling that as long as he was within this range, no force could harm him.

Just as he had predicted, those fanatics who had stopped in shock, after a brief period of fear, launched a new round of attacks on Miyazaki Yu like mad dogs.

They twisted and grotesquely, tearing at Miyazaki Yu's crystal barrier with fists, knees, elbows, heels, and every other means imaginable.

The crystal barrier is different from before. The sword energy it contained has been completely exhausted, so it can only defend now, but it can no longer produce countless tiny blades to crush the attacker's flesh as before.

All these guys went even crazier at this point.

Miyazaki Yu watched coldly, his gaze as clear and cold as a lonely moon and ice. With a thought, a sword cry rang out from the Horizontal Cloud Breaker.

At this moment, Hengyun Duan was extremely exhilarating. In the previous battle, he had been somewhat hesitant and timid. As a sharp and powerful weapon, he could not drink the enemy's blood, but could only cut the enemy with sword energy, instead of killing them with one blow.

This made Hengyun Duan feel a little humiliated, which was not what it wanted.

But there's nothing we can do. The bodies of these fanatics are like sources of pollution for chaotic minds. Once the sword penetrates, it will act like a tiny millstone, wearing down the spiritual energy on the sword's edge.

This wear and tear on mental energy caused Yokogaku Dan to feel pain, a sensation that even Miyazaki Yu couldn't avoid by using his psychic power to cover the entire sword like crystals.

But now things are different. Miyazaki Yu's powerful mental energy surged into the blade of Yokogakure like a torrent. His spirit, which had been somewhat weak, was instantly restored as if he had taken a powerful elixir. The entire blade of the sword instantly shone with an unusual luster.

The entire sword was brand new, every inch of the blade shimmering with a crystal-clear luster, as if it were a brand new sword that had just been forged.

If you look closely now, you'll find that there's a thin crystalline film covering the entire blade, giving the sword a lively and dynamic feel. Just looking at this sword brings a sense of peace to your heart.

In the American operations command center, the staff analyzing the battle footage were already drenched in sweat.

"Mr. President, Miyazaki Yu's condition has stabilized again. The strength of the barrier around him has increased significantly. According to the data model comparison, it's much stronger than before..."

The president roared, "Tell me now, how does it compare to before?"

The staff member swallowed hard: "Compared to before, the intensity has increased more than tenfold!"

"More than ten times... How could this be!"

The high-ranking government officials present stared wide-eyed, their elegant shirts and suits damp with sweat, a sense of tension and fear settling over them.

Previously, everyone was already quite shocked by the strange barrier surrounding this Miyazaki swordsman, wondering what it was.

Is it really something as vague and ethereal as described in Chinese martial arts novels, like some kind of protective aura?

But now it seems that this is far more terrifying than any protective aura!

It was able to block the Zealot's full-force attack before, and now that its strength has increased so much, doesn't that mean there's no way to completely eliminate it if it just stands there?

They had previously warned that if the government didn't compromise after this manhunt, what would happen to them? It would be an endless nightmare!

Each of them has enjoyed wealth and luxury since childhood, wielding supreme power and being the most unrestrained beings in the world. Laws and constraints are virtually nonexistent for them.

Now, suddenly facing such a god-like being, they felt utterly insecure, a feeling that was driving them crazy.

They were used to exchanging benefits, using money to pave the way, and using all sorts of means, but they never learned to face the supreme powerhouse head-on.

Because you can't talk to these guys, and you can't use the methods they're familiar with to solve the problem.

In their minds, everything has a price. If you win, they might just give you some benefits. But what's the point of coming to their door with knives and swords to kill them? Although the law is just a pile of waste paper in our eyes, we still have to abide by it on the surface.

We should all play a limited war together. If you win, you get more, and we get less. The victors should join forces to exploit the common people. How can we, the noble upper class, die the same way as those lowly people?

But if someone were to actually do this, and was absolutely capable of doing so, the panic that would grip everyone would be almost unimaginable.

Looking at his subordinates, who were clearly flustered, including several so-called strategic advisors, a group of generals who controlled more than half of the U.S. military and important military bases, and some staff officers, none of them dared to meet the president's eyes.

The president snorted coldly, "A bunch of cowards who have lost the passion of wartime!"

But it's alright, this is far from over. The failure of the fanatics is a good thing. According to intelligence, the entire Holy See only had about 1,200 fanatics left. Now they have been almost completely wiped out.

This is a good thing, because only a large number of Vatican cities are good Vatican cities. These guys who like to have illegitimate children have always wanted to extend their reach into the Americas, which is ridiculous. They still have a lot of trump cards up their sleeves. Let's see who will have the last laugh!

At this moment, in the heart of the battlefield, Miyazaki Yu swung his sword. A gentle sword aura, as if caressing the feathers of the soul, lightly swept over many fanatics. In an instant, these guys were stunned in place.

Because their hearts, which were originally like raging lava, instantly calmed down like a mirror lake. This was the second sword technique that Miyazaki Yuu comprehended: the Sword of Mirror Lake!

Chapter 580 The Black Priest Appears (3rd Update!!)

Those fanatics who were touched by the sword energy did not suffer the same bone-breaking injuries as before. Instead, they felt a clear and bright sensation, as if a spring breeze was blowing on their faces.

It felt like I had suddenly returned to my childhood, to that carefree time when I wasn't being treated harshly.

In their daze, they all vaguely saw the square from many years ago, a blood-soaked afternoon, an exceptionally hot yet chilling day.

In order to stay and to be qualified to become God's apostles, one needs to pay a sufficient price.

The goal is for everyone to survive in this square, regardless of the means used—whether it's escaping or organizing a coordinated attack—because the battle will only stop and everything will end when one-fifth of the dead in the square have perished.

They were all lucky to be among the survivors after the brutal battle, but their hell had only just begun.

From then on, their lives became extremely simple and monotonous. They no longer worried about going hungry, nor did they have to miss the parents who had abandoned them. God and the Church were their parents.

What they had to do was learn all sorts of fighting methods, use every means to deal with the enemy, and devote all their faith in God!

The entire process was filled with various trials and battles, and the number of companions around him became increasingly scarce.

Moreover, every so often, a cardinal would personally come and perform divine magic on them, cleansing their bodies. After each cleansing, their spirits would become more focused and pure.

All selfish thoughts gradually disappeared into the depths of their consciousness. All their senses and all their potential were poured into the battle. Battle, madness, faith, and purity became everything to them!

Their hearts were imprisoned deep within their bodies, sealed with the strongest lock!

But even so, they are still human, still possessing human instincts, knowing fear and anger, knowing how to retreat and dodge.

Therefore, some people gave them the newly developed drug to drink, allowing their strength to be unleashed twice as much, although afterwards, they would all gradually go crazy and die because of this drug.

Judging from the results, they have achieved their goal: they have created the most terrifying monsters, where there is no fear, only battle and death.

No one could have imagined that Miyazaki Yu could use his sword energy to pull these fanatics who had lost their minds back to normal and temporarily restore their sanity.

After Miyazaki Yu swung his sword, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, and he calmed down. Most of the ferocity in his body disappeared. If someone were standing next to him at this moment, they would feel a sense of purity.

He is no longer a bloodthirsty god or demon, but a silent mountain, possessing a majestic presence in silence, carrying a powerful force that says, "What does it matter to you if I destroy you?"

"Emotions are like a giant roulette wheel, spinning every moment, like undulating mountains and swaying lake water. Once you fall into extreme emotions, you will feel like you have fallen into a deep swamp. The fluctuations of life are closely related to emotions. Although madness cannot last, it can gain power. Pulling a person back from madness will also remove their power, just like turning the wheel upside down and returning everything to the starting point."

In fact, according to his previous idea, he should have pushed the roulette wheel into a deeper obsession. In that case, these fanatics would immediately go mad and die. No matter how strong the faith, it would become an out-of-control mad dog after the nervous system is overloaded.

However, during the rehearsal process, Miyazaki Yu discovered that simply turning the wheel of emotions was still extremely difficult. If he could do that, he would be a true god.

So now we can only use the Sword of Mirror Lake to awaken all these madmen, but that will be enough. Without their madness, their combat power will drop significantly.

The rest was easier. The first few dozen fanatics stopped, and then the fanatics behind them continued their frenzied advance.

However, as soon as the attack arrived, he was struck by the Mirror Lake Sword, and the ferocious power in his body immediately stopped, while the madness in his eyes gradually subsided.

They stood there like clay sculptures, their eyes filled with confusion and ignorance. The battle had been going on for over an hour.

Once the effects of the drug and the side effects of mental frenzy subside, even uninjured fanatics will be overwhelmed by exhaustion.

Just like being high all night after taking drugs, once the effects wear off, the intense fatigue can even destroy a person!

Now, the backlash from fanatics is far greater than that from mere drugs!

"Ah! It hurts!"

One, two, three!

Having just regained their senses, they began to wail in agony, their cries filled with heart-wrenching screams, as if a thousand arrows had pierced their hearts.

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

In the command center of the United States, the President stared at everything on the screen with red eyes. He could accept the situation, which had just improved, taking a sharp turn for the worse. But he really couldn't accept this complete reversal.

What's wrong with these fanatics? Just a moment ago they were like tigers descending the mountain, tearing everything apart like zombies, but now they've suddenly gone limp. Why is that?

Not only him, but the whole world was once again shocked.

In the conference rooms of various countries, the high-ranking government officials watching all this were deeply shocked. This Miyazaki swordsman always managed to turn the tide in adversity.

Moreover, no one knows exactly what method he used to turn these frenzied mad dogs into spineless wretches, into mud on the ground.

Inside the council hall of the Dragon Kingdom, Minister Chen's eyes were unusually solemn. If this Miyazaki Sword Saint could really survive under such circumstances, then the significance of it would be the most terrifying.

This means that the entire national system, which is based on national military power, will be redefined after this war!

The state's violent apparatus will no longer be the only one, nor the strongest. As a result, the premise for many organizations that rely on the state's violent machinery, such as the police and armed forces, to continue maintaining order will be shaken.

Looking at the young man on the screen, who resembled a god, his face became extremely solemn.

Just then, a detail in the scene caught his attention: blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Miyazaki Yu's mouth.

"This is,,,"

Immediately afterwards, Miyazaki Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and in the high-definition lens, fragments of internal organs could even be seen.

It's clear that Miyazaki Yu was also seriously injured in the battle just now!

This instantly revitalized the previously sluggish Commonwealth countries, and the most excited were a group of figures lurking in the shadows.

"Hahaha, finally! He finally couldn't hold on any longer. A man is still a man after all. He's not a true god. His power has its limits! Our chance has come!"