Chapter 437: God's Gaze 2

In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color; Susanoo's third eye replaced the sun in the sky, emitting waves of cold, sinister aura that caused the surging East Sea to instantly freeze for ten thousand miles.

Whether they were heads of state or ordinary people across the globe, whether they were watching via satellite-transmitted video, live internet streams, or viewing through binoculars on the eastern coastline, anyone who saw that black sun felt as if they were being stared at by some terrifying existence; it made their hair stand on end, and they couldn't help but recall the things they feared most in their hearts.

In a very ordinary residential building, a middle-aged man with a bald head lay on his bed, watching that black sun through his phone, when suddenly he felt a rustling movement coming from under the bed; this gave him a start, and as he lay on the bed looking down, he was shocked to see a female ghost with disheveled hair, wearing a red wedding dress, with a pale face and blood flowing from her seven orifices, stretching her neck out and grinning at him.

The female ghost pursed her cherry-red lips, stuck out her tongue to lick her blood-dripping lips, and then revealed a mouth full of fangs, biting toward the middle-aged man's neck.

"Ah! A ghost!" The middle-aged man let out a scream in terror; already suffering from heart disease, he immediately had a myocardial infarction and died on the spot.

By the time the middle-aged man's wife heard the commotion and ran into the bedroom, the middle-aged man was already dead, and there was no ghost in the room at all; it was merely that the man had watched too many horror movies and had scared himself to death.

In another room, an elderly man with white hair saw that black sun through his computer, and he suddenly felt a chill run through his entire body; a man with a flattened head, wearing a military overcoat, and with a mutilated body appeared before him.

"Aren't you already dead? How could you appear here?" The old man's eyes were wide with rage, looking at the mutilated man in disbelief.

The old man remembered that over thirty years ago, while driving a truck on a long-haul route, he had once hit and killed a man wearing a military overcoat; it was late at night and there was no surveillance, so the old man had fled and luckily escaped legal punishment.

In the blink of an eye, over thirty years had passed, and the old man was now frail and nearing the end of his days; he never expected that the man he had hit and killed all those years ago would come to claim his life.

The old man was drenched in cold sweat from fear, and the man with the flattened head stretched out his arm and grabbed the old man's neck.

"Hah... ah..." The old man couldn't catch his breath; he stood up abruptly, overturned the table, and smashed the computer, as if he were fighting an invisible enemy.

Hearing the loud commotion in the room, the old man's granddaughter ran in and saw her grandfather clutching his own neck, his face red and his neck thick, his tongue sticking out, looking extremely terrifying.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Nannan." The little girl cried out in terror.

The old man acted as if he didn't hear the little girl, continuing to use all his strength to choke his own neck; before long, his body convulsed and he collapsed to the ground.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" The little girl hurriedly dialed 120, but by the time the doctor arrived, the old man had already stopped breathing.

Seeing the old man's state of death, the doctor was completely baffled; under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a person to choke themselves to death with their bare hands, yet that was exactly what the old man had done—he had choked himself to death.

On the rooftop of another building, two young men were drinking beer and gathered together to watch the live stream of the battle between Meng Yifan and Susanoo, just as if it were a World Cup match.

Suddenly, that black sun appeared on the screen, and both young men fell into a daze.

"Come here... come here... walk forward... I am waiting for you in front..." A stuttering, ethereal female voice echoed in their minds; the two young men stood up eerily, walked step by step toward the edge of the rooftop, and then leaped off, jumping from the thirty-second floor and falling into a pulp of flesh.

Similar scenes played out all over the world; many people who saw the black sun experienced bizarre deaths.

According to post-incident statistics, at that very moment, over five hundred thousand people across the globe died simultaneously, including not only ordinary people but also the heads of several small nations.

It was simply because they had looked into Susanoo's eyes, triggering the deepest negative emotions within their hearts, which in turn formed hallucinations, causing them to kill themselves.

This was God's Gaze, a bizarre and terrifying secret technique.

"Quick! Turn off the stream."

"Everyone, do not look at that black sun; no matter the medium, you must not look at that black sun."

"It's too terrifying. I only took one look just now and saw Sadako; if my mom hadn't tied me to the sofa, I would have almost taken a fruit knife and stabbed it into my own heart."

Just because Susanoo unleashed God's Gaze, the entire world was in turmoil.

Ordinary people were in danger of dying just from taking one look through a video, while Meng Yifan bore the brunt of it, directly enveloped by that black sun; he felt a tremendous pressure.

"This is a mental attack?" Meng Yifan was shocked; he felt a powerful Spiritual Power rushing toward his Mud Pill Palace, a Spiritual Power even stronger than the one He Dongliu had possessed when attempting to seize his body.

Meng Yifan mobilized all his Spiritual Power, wanting to block Susanoo's Spiritual Power, but the disparity in strength between the two was too great; Meng Yifan's Spiritual Power was beaten back step by step, and soon the gates of his Mud Pill Palace were torn open, and Susanoo's Spiritual Power surged in.

"Oh no!" Meng Yifan groaned inwardly; he had not expected Susanoo's trump card to be so terrifying—this was definitely a mental attack comparable to that of a Seventh Grade Intermediate powerhouse.

Meng Yifan dared not be distracted; he concentrated all his strength to fight Susanoo's Spiritual Power within his Mud Pill Palace; if Susanoo's Spiritual Power were to shatter Meng Yifan's Spirit Core, he would become a vegetable even if his body remained alive.

In the outside world, Meng Yifan's eyes were unfocused and he stood like a wooden chicken, plummeting from the sky; seeing this, Susanoo's statue laughed heartily, seized the opportunity to rush over, and threw a punch at Meng Yifan's head.

If this punch landed, Meng Yifan, who had no defenses, would certainly have his head exploded.

"Hum!" As Susanoo's fist struck, a blue light suddenly flashed from Meng Yifan's chest, and a Water Element protective barrier enveloped his body.

"A protective barrier triggered by a High-grade Dharma Treasure? Hmph! Without a master to control it, the protective barrier is like paper; break for me!" Susanoo shouted, his fist smashing fiercely into the protective barrier.

"Boom!" With an explosive sound, the shell-shaped defensive Dharma Treasure on Meng Yifan's chest shattered, and the blue protective barrier was blown apart.

However, at the same time the blue protective barrier exploded, it released a surge of blue water that pushed Susanoo away.

Meng Yifan was also pushed back over a thousand meters by the reactive force.