Gilbert also felt the pain felt by the warrior who was the first to be invaded, and perhaps the chaos and pain he faced at this time was many times greater than that warrior felt.

It was as if a sharp knife had been inserted into his brain, swirling and stirring through the soft tissues, shattering everything that could be destroyed into a pile of sticky scum without killing him, causing the strong-willed warrior to clasp his teeth together and almost shatter under the force of his jaw.

"Damn..."The members of the Night's Blade have willpower that is difficult for normal people to achieve, and the will of each member can be compared to steel, and the older the person, the more likely they are to have stronger mental resistance, and Gilbert, a warrior who has fought through life and death, is one of them.

But the steel plate can also be melted through by the scorching energy, and it can also be forcibly broken by an unimaginably exaggerated force, which is exactly what Gilbert is facing.

At this moment, under the spiritual invasion of this simply endless chaos and madness, the will of all mortals seemed too fragile, and no one knew how this destroyer puppet could have such a huge amount of spiritual pollution in its body.

Spiritual pollution is very common in Void creatures, but the amount of spiritual pollution that overflows from this puppet's body even exceeds the amount of spiritual pollution that naturally radiates outward when ordinary Void Evil Gods don't deliberately look at anyone.

In the case of close impact, not only Gilbert, but all members of the Night Blade Team belong to the "close range" at the moment, and the spiritual pollution indiscriminately invades every thing it considers to be a shell, destroying and distorting the original will, and polluting and transforming the body corresponding to the will.

"Uhh Kneeling on the ground in extreme pain, the sudden extra thing in his mind made this unlucky guy feel a serious sense of separation, who he was, why was he so miserable!

The mage who was also a wizard in the squad was particularly mentally sensitive, and was completely invaded more quickly and completely when invaded by spiritual pollution.

Mental pollution flew into his mental power, forcibly stuffing distorted and crazy images into his memory, and these memories full of malice and chaos would erase the existence that constituted his personality.

The rest of the team weren't much better, and the spiritual pollution that spilled out of the alchemy core of the stalled Destroyer puppet almost turned into a poisonous swamp around it, and all minds in this poisonous swamp would fall into this muddy and poisonous abyss.

The working principle of the spiritual protection device is similar to the principle of the lantern that Wang Yu and the others used to deal with the three lighthouses in the shadow of the royal city, using the soul fragments of the deceased to contact the wearer with the pervasive spiritual pollution, and protecting the wearer's spirit while the broken soul is turned into powder by the spiritual pollution.

But at this moment, the spiritual protective device they were wearing almost didn't play any role and was shattered, and those souls inside were directly overwhelmed by this terrifying spiritual pollution without even having the effect of helping to resist for a moment, and they were shattered along with the protective device.

"Karma...!" The mage with relatively poor physical fitness has already begun to appear to be eroded by mental pollution to a certain extent, and all parts of the body have produced crazy and incomprehensible mutations, and they have begun to bleed on the surface of the skin, some cracks that gradually open on the bleeding skin extend, and a large number of small eyeballs with mutation and growth inside appear, bouncing and dripping.

Mental pollution itself does not only affect the spirit, but this incomprehensible invading the body and the will will not only distorts the will into something that can hardly be called normal, but also calls the attention of the void with its chaotic nature.

It will have no logic to distort and change the power of the void with the body soaked in spiritual pollution, which is why many wizards will turn into an indescribable piece after dying due to spiritual pollution.

In fact, even if the body seems to be intact, the deceased who has collapsed due to mental pollution may already have something that can be called a monster under the surface of the normal body.

"Ho...!" His vision was blurred, and Gilbert felt his throat itch to death, something trying to get out of it, and all sorts of incomprehensible whispers appeared in his ears.

The only remaining sanity made him understand that the pops mixed in with the whispering were the sounds of his teammates falling to the ground one by one because of the sudden burst of mental pollution.

"I don't want to be like that..."The trembling hand stretched out to his neck, trying his best to snatch control of his body in the strange mental pollution, his five fingers were exerting, and the strength of his whole body was recaptured for a few seconds at this moment, choking... Neck...

The feeling of suffocation was caused by the compression of the trachea, and the lack of blood supply to the brain, combined with the brief lack of oxygen, blurred Gilbert's consciousness for a moment, and he was temporarily freed from some of the effects of mental pollution.

"Gross!" Spat out his throat a few severed fingers that he would never have eaten, Gilbert knew that the mutation of his body had begun.

However, as his eyes swept over the fallen team members around him, he could see that the mutation on their bodies had stopped continuing, and the erosion of mental pollution seemed to have stopped further damage to their bodies, and he knew that this was the anchoring that was starting to work.

Each member of Nightblade will be anchored in the royal family's place called "Sky Darkness", this anchor is to ensure that they will not face a complete change due to the collapse of their will in the face of mental pollution, and their spirits will collapse, and their bodies will turn into terrifying and indescribable things that harm other team members.

The picture in his consciousness jumped to the predecessor in his memory, who was polluted by the overflowing spirit because of facing the Void Evil God in a mission, and instantly penetrated the protection, and the spirit collapsed, triggering the ending after the anchoring.

The last time they met was a long time ago in the border sanatorium, and the senior he remembered was unusually calm and decisive, with strong decision-making ability and personal strength, drooling like a demented fool and playing with the porridge served by the nurse in front of him.

Yes, that senior did not mutate, but was transformed into a complete fool under the activation of the anchor, but Gilbert would rather mutate in mental pollution than become an idiot who can't do anything.

The effect of anchoring from the "darkness of the sky" is aimed at the principle of spiritual pollution, and spiritual pollution is aimed at the fragile soul, so it is good to bury a hind hand in the soul in advance that will be triggered when the soul is attacked by spiritual pollution.

But the role of this backhand is not actually to help resist the spiritual pollution, but to make the spiritual pollution unable to take effect on the soul of the anchored person in the same way that spiritual pollution cannot distort a stone.

The solution is to let the soul of the anchored person suffer from the inner impact, temporarily... It is more likely that the anchor will be permanently turned into an idiot, and the mental pollution cannot be effective on a broken soul that has lost all order and has no normal consciousness.

Gilbert used the confusion caused by the suffocation and lack of blood supply and his own strong willpower to fight the mental pollution that still continued to overflow from the Destroyer's cracks, his muscles were forcibly driven, his hands pressed against the heavy metal shell of the Destroyer Puppet, his feet sank into the ground, and pushed!

"Gah...!" There was a cacophony of rubbing, and the metal body of the Destroyer Puppet and the rocks on the ground rubbed against each other as their weight rubbed against each other, making a tooth-aching sound.

The heavy metal body moved under Gilbert's hard push, leaving a deep scratch on the ground.

"There... There! With his goal echoing in his consciousness, Gilbert could only keep the idea from being forgotten in the frenzied onslaught of mental pollution by repeating it over and over again.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared dead at the edge of the cliff below the endless abyss, and he was going to push the Destroyer puppet, which was already close to the edge of the cliff, to keep this terrifying source of spiritual pollution away from them.

One meter, two meters, five meters... The total distance of less than ten meters was extremely far away at this moment, and the heavy weight of the Destroyer Puppet made it especially difficult for Gilbert to push, and the control of the body that had been forcibly snatched from the mental pollution through the feeling of suffocation and insufficient blood supply to the brain was gradually taken away in the face of the spiritual pollution that mortals could not resist at all.

"It's not ...... A little, smack! There was still a distance of about three meters at the end, and the mental pollution that had brought endless pain in my mind was no longer so uncomfortable, and the painful torture had turned into a numbness similar to the pain of being electrocuted.

This was not a good sign, it was a sign that his consciousness had been almost completely bombarded with mental pollution, and even the warnings given by his consciousness when it was eroded could not continue.

And the next step is to trigger the anchor that lurks in this tenacious soul, and the body is finally unable to be driven by the crumbling consciousness, and falls to the ground weakly, and the heavy destroyer puppet stops at the edge of the cliff, all efforts are in vain.

Gilbert felt his whole body start to lose control of his lower body, something was taking over his body, and his strong will could no longer fight against the mental pollution.

And the remaining strength was not enough to support his upper body, which could barely make some movements, and pushed the Destroyer puppet off the cliff.

"Great... Lady of the Night, I... I pray to you... Please use the darkness... Lips trembled, and Gilbert recited the Night Lady's prayer, his fading consciousness at the last moment thinking of the only possible solution at this moment.

He is not a mage or a wizard, but as a follower of the Night Lady, he can use the Night Lady's magic.

However, none of the magic spells he could use could generate physical power to push the Destroyer Puppet, so instead of using the few magic spells he could use with prayers, he simply prayed to the god of faith, hoping that the Night Lady would answer his prayer and push the puppet forward.

Gilbert's final prayer was not completed, and the impact of spiritual contamination caused the prayer to focus his consciousness on prayer without succeeding in pointing to the corresponding deity, but only establishing a brief link between his spirit and the Night Sky Tree before the part of his consciousness that prayed for power completely dissipated...

And at the moment when the link was established, the spiritual pollution seemed to find an outlet, just like believing in the gods would cause part of the spiritual pollution to be directed to the gods along the link with the gods, and the link between him and the Night Sky Tree was also because of the block that Wang Yu made out next to the Night Sky Tree, so that the spiritual pollution was directly directed to the Night Sky Tree along this link.

The spiritual pollution that was enough to crush the spirits of dozens of people frantically poured along this link to the Night Sky Tree, which represented the power of the Night Lady and the connection with the believers.

It didn't know what the passage was that suddenly appeared, it just felt more body, more consciousness that could be occupied.

The spiritual pollution that had invaded Gilbert and his teammates found a new place to go, and began to follow the last link that Gilbert had established with the Night Sky Tree before his consciousness stopped, and began to flock to the giant Starry Sky Tree.

And the concentration of spiritual pollution in the surrounding area began to decline continuously, and it rushed into the Night Sky Tree with a large amount of spiritual pollution, which wanted to encroach on more bodies, more, freedom.

However, then, it found out that it had been diverted, forcibly divided into equal portions, and distributed by that strange square among all the believers who had a relationship with the Night Lady.

That large amount of spiritual pollution, in the face of this consciousness that seems to be a little too large, seems to become, a little not enough...

The number of believers of the Night Lady is steadily increasing, and with the previous believers in the dark shadow of this royal city, the number of believers of the Night Lady in the entire royal city is now about 8,000 to 10,000, and this is enough to destroy the spiritual pollution of more than a dozen people, and after being forcibly divided into thousands of parts, it seems a little weak and inadequate.

Its will is also incomplete because of this forcible diversion, the spiritual pollution is divided, it lets out a silent roar of unwillingness, it wants to be free, it needs a body, it no longer wants to be trapped in that endless nothingness!

However, its silent roar was not heard, and the spiritual contamination that had been evenly divided into thousands was transmitted to the followers of the Night Lady, except for a few extremely sensitive beings who felt the slightest strangeness of this sudden appearance.

Most people don't feel anything wrong because of this, and with the ability of the soul itself to resist and remove the spiritual pollution, the small amount of spiritual pollution that is divided equally begins to be eliminated and disposed of in a very short time.

"Huh? What's going on, a little familiar? Charles of Edward, who was peeking at a corner on Red Maple Street and drinking tea with the cat girl Su Fang, frowned abruptly.

He felt that his spirit was slightly stimulated, this feeling had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, a bit similar to what he felt one night half a month ago, he choked enough, and the next day he knew that Wang Yu was doing an experiment, and this time he was doing something...