My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 184 183. The Gospel of the Knight

In an empty cave in Xiedong City, a shadow appeared and then took the shape of Su Hong.

He opened his palm, on which lay quietly a pitch-black blade.

"It is said that the blade of Soul Song is made of souls and can cut through disasters. What does this mean..."

He planned to capture a few disaster creatures to experiment with.

Su Hong went deep into the cave and soon encountered a mud soldier made of mud and bones.

"Ahhh!"

The mud soldiers howled and rushed over.

Su Hong frowned. This was not the creature he wanted as a test subject.

He punched out, and the whole mud soldier exploded, with the mud sticking to the wall.

These muds seemed to be the real bodies of the mud soldiers. They were wriggling on the wall, trying to gather together again, but they were scattered everywhere and lost their vitality after wriggling for a while.

Su Hong wanted to continue moving forward, but several more mud soldiers rushed out from the depths.

He stepped forward quickly, gathering his soul power, and swiped his hand holding the Broken Blade forward, quickly cutting the two mud soldiers in half.

"Uh……"

The mud soldiers fell to the ground, trying to regroup.

Su Hong was about to continue attacking, but after seeing the next scene, he stopped abruptly.

On the ground, the mud soldiers that were cut in half tried to gather together, but the places where they were cut by Su Hong seemed to be cursed, and no matter how they squirmed, they could not heal.

"Huh? Is this the effect of the Soul Song?" Su Hong showed a look of surprise.

He used the broken blade to continue cutting the mud soldier's body, but the cut parts of the mud soldier could not heal.

Su Hong continued to explore deeper into the cave and captured several monsters for experiments. After a few hours, he came to a conclusion - their souls were directly cut off by the broken blade.

The magic of this broken blade is that when it is triggered, the target of attack will change from flesh to soul, and it can even cut through magic released by various disaster abilities.

Theoretically, various types of magic such as poisonous fog, ice and snow, shadows, etc. are extensions of the soul. It is not surprising that the Soul Song can cut off magic.

"So this is what it means to cut through the disaster." Su Hong's eyes lit up slightly.

This ability may seem ordinary, but for a knight it is a magical skill!

What are the advantages of a knight? A strong body and strong survivability... But the disadvantages are also obvious. It is easy for a knight to be kite-ed by a Black Sun magician who controls all kinds of long-range magic and be exhausted to death.

The amazing thing about the Soul Song is that it can directly point to the essence of the soul, cut through all kinds of magic, and prevent magic from getting close.

If he met Melanie again, he could just cut open the illusion magic she had created and break out of it.

The Broken Blade alone has such an effect. No wonder the cult is so obsessed with finding the fragments of the Soul Song. Even if it is not used for a special purpose, it is an artifact worth finding.

Su Hong said seriously: "I am also half a Paladin's apprentice, and the Soul Song should be inherited by me."

"The cult actually dared to covet my treasure. They must be taught a lesson."

There were still more than ten days before the Protz family incident, so Su Hong was not in a hurry to take action immediately. After the experiment, he left the cave and returned to Sheng City, where he got the alchemical materials used to make the shrinking potion from Wang Chengzhi.

It is worth mentioning that there is a research institute specializing in alchemy and pharmacy in the alliance. Although they have never seen the formula for shrinking the potion, due to the previous accumulation of technology and applications, and after spending a lot of manpower, they managed to gather twenty sets of materials for making the potion for him.

"Twenty potions is not a lot. At least half of them will be consumed in practice. It's not a small amount either. After all, a huge organization like the Alliance Research Institute can only gather so many materials in a short time."

In the next few days, Su Hong moved the rice cooker and other tools he used to practice making potions into the spider's nest and devoted himself to studying the making of shrinking potions.

Soon a week passed, and the Undead Blade was still stranded in the Xiedong Shelter, without receiving the order to release. It seemed that the situation was even more grim than expected.

Su Hong heard that the Alliance was planning to transfer the people in the Elk Mansion shelter to the Dawn gathering place. It was obvious that they discovered something wrong with the Elk Mansion from the recording.

However, this was also intentional on his part, to appropriately expose some of the power of the cult so as to alert the alliance and clear the battlefield in advance for him to go to the Elk Mansion to settle accounts with the group of cultists in a few days. It can be said that everything is still under his control.

Inside the spider's lair, diesel generators hum, converting fuel into electricity that is sent to the cave's rooms.

In the center of the room is a huge electric hot pot. Technology can not only change life, but also change alchemy. Compared with cooking over an open flame, the advantages of an electric hot pot are obvious. It does not produce ash and allows for precise temperature control...

Next to the cauldron, several spiders the size of a human face stood guard, helping to carry the materials and throwing large pieces of bark into it.

Su Hong stirred the bubbling soup, and the tough bark magically melted into it. After a few minutes, he turned off the electric pot, and the soup gradually cooled down. The liquid floating on it became lighter and lighter from the turbid black.

"Philip, help me pull the screen."

Su Hong directly lifted up the medicine pot and poured the black mass of unknown substance into the gauze.

As the gauze was tightened, a magical scene happened. A transparent liquid emerged from the black substance.

The little spiders lined up and raised the potion bottles. Su Hong took the bottles and filled three bottles.

Press the cork, shake the clear liquid, and the game pops up its message.

"Poor quality shrinking potion (excellent + potion): This potion was invented with inspiration from the shrinking weasel transformation, and was made by an unknown little alchemist. It can shrink the body of a creature to ten times its original size."

If he remembered correctly, the shrinking potion Anna made was a complete excellent + potion, and the shrinking effect was a hundred times. His was actually much worse.

"As a result, only these three bottles of potions were produced from twenty materials. No wonder the threshold for alchemy is so high. It takes a lot of resources just to train apprentices."

He planned to keep one of the three bottles of medicine for himself and give the other two to Wang Chengzhi and Anna.

"By the way, the evacuation of the people in the Elk Mansion shelter should have already begun, so it's time for me to take action."

"But before that, let's clean up the mess first."

Su Hong turned off the generator and followed the spider silk floor to the center of the spider's nest.

Two or three months have passed since he started cultivating the cans. The spider army has been developing and the disaster level of the cans has also broken through to level 27.

However, his target today is not the can, but the spider defender that has obtained the power of blasphemy.

"Mom?" Can saw Su Hong walk out of the room, climbed onto his hand and stood on his shoulder.

"Can, call back the defenders."

(End of this chapter)