Traveler of the River of Time and Space

Chapter 641 13: Soviet's Wandering Soul! Light of the Martyr!

"Just in time."

The humanoid creature floating in mid-air had a subtle expression when he saw the reinforcements arrive. He seemed to want to smile, but the tentacles in his mouth could only slightly twitch. He whispered, "Open the Gospel!"

"Let these warriors hear the Gospel of the Lord! Awaken in repentance!"

"Let them accept the judgment of the Gospel!"

Oh no.

Su Ying's Spiritual Perception sensed the order being given. Her face changed almost instantly, "Be careful! They have a device that can emit mind-controlling sounds!"

The moment those words were spoken.

Eerie whispers had already enveloped the battlefield. However, at this moment, a tall and muscular bald man had already rushed to Su Ying's side. He shielded Su Ying and the others behind him, gestured for others to flank and cover, then said in a deep voice, "Relax, young lady."

"We, the Soviet's Wandering Souls, already know how to combat these whispers."

After speaking, he directly pressed a button. A certain injection device within him was activated, and his face turned red instantly, veins popping out, as he let out a roar towards the front.

"Hoorah!"

"Hoorah!"

"Hoorah!"

A group of heavily armored soldiers with the prefix [Soviet's Wandering Soul] charged directly at the super mutants.

Although these Soviet's Wandering Souls resisted the influence of the Profane Words, the nearby Beidou Warriors clearly hesitated. The bizarre creature thought these soldiers were controlled by the Gospel and was just about to order them to shoot at their comrades wildly when suddenly a loud trumpet sounded, waking their dormant DNA, making them sober up instantly.

"Toot-a-da, toot-a-da, toot-a-da-da!..."

"Arise!"

"People who refuse to be slaves!"

"With our flesh and blood! Build a new Great Wall!..."

As the trumpet blared at maximum power, its sound even slightly harsh on the ears, the low and vigorous music resonated throughout the battlefield. Su Ying's inspiration shivered in this sound; she didn't know what her Spiritual Vision saw, only an endless sea of blood and fire, countless sacrifices flashing by, millions of lives rushing towards death like moths to a flame.

They marched toward their deaths, unhesitant and ever forward.

The power of the plane's collective consciousness resonated in a way she could not understand, not a single person's power but that of countless Heroic Spirits, their last beliefs before death, condensed into the light of Faith.

—"[Martyrs]!"

A bright red flag with a five-pointed star stood on the battlefield. Under the cover of that red flag, Su Ying saw the prefix [People's Soldiers] on every Beidou warrior change uniformly to [Martyrs]!

The dazzling Spiritual Light under that bright red flag was like a sun rising high.

"How dare you profane the Gospel of God!" The peculiar creature floating in mid-air trembled with rage.

Boom.

Accompanied by fierce roaring sounds, a man in exoskeleton armor emblazoned with a dragon's emblem appeared at the battlefield's rear flank. He appeared ghost-like, suddenly grasping an Esoteric Cultist's neck, snapping it in an instant, then saying in a deep voice, "Only communism is the one true god!"

"Chen Long!" A surprised voice from Mao Tu sounded.

With the appearance of the warrior codenamed Chen Long, Su Ying once again detected a very strong Spiritual Power.

This is an Awakened one.

The dragon holds a special place in the East; this warrior, codenamed after the dragon, is likely the strongest among them. An invisible Spiritual Power spread in all directions, instantly linking all Beidou Warriors on the battlefield, a Spiritual Energy Su Ying couldn't comprehend.

—"[Collective Consciousness Awakening][Communist Faith]!"

At that moment, all Beidou Warriors were like mental anchors connecting into a new mental network, forming a collective consciousness mental web protecting their minds from the profane whispers' corruption. The key to entering this web was possessing a strong faith called [Communism].

On the entire battlefield.

Apart from Su Ying and the blonde woman, nearly everyone, including those [Soviet's Wandering Souls], were all linked into the collective consciousness network activated by Chen Long.

The prefix [Martyr] shined with golden brilliance on the battlefield.

Each of them, like sparks, gradually gathered into a vast mental force capable of contending with the profane gospel!

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