Chapter 61

"Hahahaha, you're nothing but a soul-eating monster!" For a moment, the Deep Space Caller let out a manic laugh.

"Can't you see I'm saving people? Idiot." Su Zhou didn't want to waste any more words on this. The other party's level of intelligence was shockingly low, and not even worth arguing with.

At this moment, around the spiritual power beacon, at the wreckage of the spacecraft, the lunar surface was tinged with a crimson light due to the battle between the two commander-level entities.

In near-lunar orbit, Meng Jin, with a serious expression, was receiving a message from Earth, and then slowly nodded. "Understood. Once Captain Su has finished fighting the Deep Space Caller, I'll contact him to launch a nuclear missile and destroy the spiritual power beacon."

"How long? Uh… I think it'll be soon."

With that, he put down the communication device and looked towards the distant lunar surface.

He could see that on the airless surface of the moon, raging spiritual power firestorms were being generated by the struggle between two behemoths. Two completely different spiritual powers collided and rubbed against each other, scattering incomparably bright spiritual light in all directions, illuminating an area with a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The spacecraft wreckage, silent for hundreds of thousands of years, groaned and shattered under this violent force. The giant dragon waved its fists, swung its tail, and kicked with its legs, shattering the enemy's carapace and tearing its flesh apart. The giant snail, in turn, swung its tentacles, using telekinesis to grab the dragon and slam it against the ground, shattering the earth. But at the same time, the dragon released intense spiritual heat from its entire body, retaliating by burning the former's soul.

The crust was lifted and shattered by their power, and accompanied by the sound of souls, whether sighing or wailing, it seemed that half the lunar surface had transformed into a bizarre red lotus hell.

Smashing the outer shell of the giant silver snail, devouring the faces and souls on it, and preserving them well, Su Zhou's own flesh was also stripped away by the highly corrosive Shapeshifter. But the Undying Scales, which Su Zhou had long since pushed to the brink of explosion, directly blasted apart large chunks of the Deep Space Caller's flesh that were trying to digest Su Zhou's blood.

The foolish John Harrison was still saying that he was similar to it. Su Zhou, who had long since blocked him out, felt that the other party's perception was even less insightful than the Silent Ones of the Advent Society. So what if they were similar? So what if they weren't? It proved nothing, except that he himself was a weakling.

Battle was a process of mutual destruction. Whoever could destroy the enemy with the greatest efficiency and preserve themselves with the highest efficiency was the victor. In the latter, Su Zhou and the Deep Space Caller were neck and neck. After all, when immortals fought each other, they could even forget about defense. But in the former, Su Zhou was superior.

With every attack, every tail swing, Su Zhou could scrape off large chunks of the Deep Space Caller's flesh, either devouring it or completely incinerating it with demonic fire so that it could not be reused. Conversely, facing Su Zhou's constantly and rapidly regenerating self-destructing scales, the Deep Space Caller felt like it was facing a self-exploding hedgehog, making it impossible to get its mouth or hands on him.

In response, it could only be forced to transfer more carapaces with human faces to the direction of Su Zhou's attacks, attempting to use these innocents as shields to block Su Zhou's continuous attacks. However, Su Zhou simply didn't care and unleashed a series of punches. Even if he destroyed the flesh of those victims, he would simply devour their souls along with them, and then send these confused and numb souls to accompany the bewildered spirit of the Wisdom Tree.

"Take care of their spirituality," Su Zhou instructed the spirit of the Wisdom Tree in this way. "I want their souls to be just like they were when they were alive!"

--But I'm the Wisdom Tree, not the Tree of Life!

The spirit of the Wisdom Tree wanted to bargain and argue, but Su Zhou knew very well that the best way to deal with a debater was to ignore it. Therefore, the spirit of the Wisdom Tree could only dejectedly turn its branches and begin to care for those souls who had no idea what was happening in Su Zhou's vast soul space.

Unable to make a choice, simply because of weakness.

There are sacrifices, simply because you are not strong enough.

Killing you will harm other innocent victims? You have to make a choice? Ridiculous, I can kill you while saving people!

If I can't even do this, what's the point of supernatural power? What am I even cultivating for, what am I comprehending!

With a punch, Su Zhou, whose entire physique had shrunk by three circles due to the continuous regeneration of Undying Scales, felt that he was a little unable to break the Deep Space Caller's carapace. But similarly, the Deep Space Caller no longer had the power to use telekinesis or swing its thick, shapeless tentacles to attack Su Zhou.

Even, because a large number of Praisers inside its body were stripped away by Su Zhou, its power was gradually declining, and it was even unable to continue controlling such a huge body. Realizing this, the giant silver snail had already begun to disintegrate. It planned to escape, no longer engaging in this battle with Su Zhou, which was very likely to end in mutual destruction, or even its own defeat and death!

But Su Zhou did not give it a chance.

As the giant silver snail's true form was dispelled, turning into countless scattered Shapeshifters, Su Zhou also transformed into an ordinary human form in a burst of light.

At this time, the light of the Blade of Extinction in his hand was slightly dim. After being used so many times in such high-intensity combat, even a divine blade could hardly withstand it and needed to rest for a while.

"Haha, I know, you no longer have the power to kill me."

The Deep Space Caller's tired voice rang out again from all directions, its tone slightly mocking. "Haven't you been held back by me after all? The spiritual power beacon has been going on for so long. There's at least a fifty percent chance that it's already contacted 'Shoggoth's' home civilization!"

Su Zhou couldn't hear what the Deep Space Caller was saying, but he could guess what it was saying with his toes.

No power to kill it?

What a joke, didn't he still have a soul?

"This is the first time I've used this divine power. I'm likely to not have a good grasp on the strength."

Deeply exhaling a breath of air, the exhausted young man looked around at the Shapeshifters that were constantly fleeing in all directions, and then shook his head.

The divine power of the Demon Lord of Devouring Evil, after being strengthened by the True Soul, had evolved to the point where it could use evil souls as soul soldiers. After using them, they could continue to be eaten as evil souls.

Of course, Su Zhou always ate them and was done with it, so he rarely used this divine power... But besides that, this divine power also had another use.

That was to use one's own soul, one's own emotions, and use them as soul soldiers or enchantments.

Granted, there was the risk of the soul soldiers shattering and one's own soul being damaged... but what soul soldier could be more powerful and more adaptable than one's own soul?

Reaching out and inserting his fingers into his temples and brain, Su Zhou smiled calmly and began to stir.

Under the gaze of the Deep Space Caller, who suddenly fell silent and stopped speaking, he drew out a part of himself, the soul of 'anger': "So this is what it feels like to have anger drawn out? Unprecedented peace, even killing intent is like this."

Pulling out his fingers and opening his hand, a ball of crimson, lava-like soul appeared in Su Zhou's own hand.

Then, it burst out with a searing white light, releasing heat comparable to the surface of a star!

Lowering his head, Su Zhou stared at the soul that represented his anger.

[Evil Soul of the Extremely Wrathful Slaughterer]

[A ferocious soul derived from a rage that never lives for itself]

[An evil soul with devastating destructive power]

——Why are my own souls all evil souls?

For a moment, Su Zhou felt a burst of doubt, but soon, he didn't know if it was because his anger had been drawn out, but he was relieved.

Forget it, who cares.

Pressing the evil soul representing his anger onto the Blade of Extinction, the calm Su Zhou once again raised the long blade.

At this moment, as the planet rotated, the sun's rays were leaving the back of the moon.

The bright battlefield was now shrouded in darkness, as if it were located in the endless abyss of mist.

However, a crimson, blood-like, angry, scorching, and destructive, but extremely pure and clean blood-colored light was lit up in such darkness, spreading straight along the blade of the divine blade.

Countless scattered spiritual light spots, like moths flying into a flame, converged towards the blade, and a destructive light as bright as a nova condensed at the very tip of the blade.

"Truly... beautiful."

For a moment, even the Deep Space Caller, who was running away, couldn't help but have such a thought in its heart when it saw this scene. Although its brain and soul were frantically warning it, this extreme and pure soul light made it want to sigh in admiration.

——There's no escaping. Even if I can escape for a moment, but facing a monster with such pure anger, I'm destined to be killed.

And in the next moment, Su Zhou did not hesitate. He soared into the air, carrying the Blade of Extinction, which was glowing with a blood-colored light, and flew towards the very center of the countless collapsing Shapeshifters, a monster that was a dozen meters long and housed most of the Deep Space Caller's spirituality.

Then, he swung his blade, carrying layers of progressive blood-colored divine light. It shattered the silver colloidal creature, shattered the rock layers of the crust, shattered the remains of an ancient spacecraft, and then penetrated hundreds of meters into the ground, turning everything along the way into boiling lava and molten iron.

There was no explosion, no ripples, no extra gusts of wind or shock waves. The destructive power condensed to the extreme, and with the slashing of this blade, it turned into an evil soul and returned to Su Zhou's body. And he also sheathed his blade, standing in front of a Shapeshifter that had been divided into two halves and almost charred.

"At least, you can remember me--I'm being watched by you..."

The dying monster was still speaking mockingly, but I don't know if this voice was self-deprecating or mocking its enemy: "My life..."

"I don't want to hear your life. I never try to understand monsters."

Su Zhou coldly interrupted the Deep Space Caller's soul transmission. He stared at the Deep Space Caller in front of him, which was constantly melting and collapsing into many organic particles. He stared at this monster that had abandoned its human form and didn't know how much it had abandoned, and said in a cold voice: "I won't try to understand you because of any of your past experiences."

"Not only the other victims, but even the monsters that devour sin and sinners won't pity you. You were under the control of sin in the past, and you still are now. John Harrison, you are no longer anything, no longer anyone, and certainly not the Deep Space Caller. Your existence will be erased by me, and so will your traces."

"You say I'll remember you? Wishful thinking. Don't expect me to remember. Your name will disappear from my mind."

Saying this, Su Zhou coldly inserted his fingers into his brain, and the Thunder Technique was activated. He manipulated micro-electrical signals and destroyed the relevant memory areas.

Immediately afterwards, he extracted all the memories related to the name Deep Space Caller and John Harrison from his soul, and then condensed them in his hand, turning them into a ball of extremely weak fluorescent light.

Under the gaze of the Deep Space Caller, whose eyes showed an unknown emotion, Su Zhou directly crushed it.

At this time, Su Zhou's eyes showed a hint of doubt, seemingly because he had forgotten something, but soon, he smiled.

"To be honest."

The young man said: "I really don't recognize who this pile of slime is now, or why it's here--but the anger in my heart tells me that I want to go on a killing spree now."

——Repentance is over. It's time to carry out the death penalty.

Then, Su Zhou condensed his spiritual power, ignited the demonic fire, and directly extinguished the Deep Space Caller, who seemed to still want to say something, turning it into a pile of charred ashes.

The Deep Space Caller certainly used a 'decentralized' design, but with its power, it was not enough to control so many Shapeshifters. Its true flesh had been destroyed by Su Zhou in the previous high-intensity battle. Now, the last remnant was the dozen-meter-long wreck in front of him--that is, the place where most of its spirituality and soul resided.

Certainly, there may still be a part of its soul located above other Shapeshifters, but as an individual, the Deep Space Caller has been completely destroyed, and the other remnants. Su Zhou will completely obliterate them after this.

In this instant, all the Shapeshifters who were fleeing in all directions all stopped in confusion--they had once again lost their master.

Then, a pitch-black evil soul, with only a few silver lights flickering in the deepest part, appeared in front of the silent Su Zhou.