Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 413 The First Sword Holder in Heaven

Terra calendar 1590.12.7.
New Lisbon Island Hub·Island City.

The originally gloomy weather over the island city began to dissipate, and the strange barrier on the sky began to cast sunlight.

The aborigines living on the hub islands raised their heads in surprise and looked at the sunlight shining down. The fear in recent days has shrouded the hearts of the residents of each hub. They still remember in their hearts that when noon came that day, the entire island A strong wind blew up, shaking the sky and the earth.

The wind that blew that day was very cold, bitingly cold, and the clouds turned pitch black in the blink of an eye, with no sunlight able to penetrate.Something must be different.Something terrible.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the sea in the distance.

Storms are uncommon in the New Lisbon Island hub.

A dark shadow rose on the horizon, gradually growing larger and larger.

As it got closer, it raised its head above the water, the atmosphere became tense and silence enveloped everything.

At the end of the horizon, a dark shadow began to rise, gradually growing larger.

When the black shadow approached and exposed its head, the horror appeared before everyone's eyes.

Five glowing eyes flickered in the darkness, reflecting a terrifying scene.The huge creature stopped swimming and slowly stood up, revealing its body as half dragon and half sea monster.Its head is covered with scales, its five arms are stretched out, and its five tentacles are swaying on the water.Then, the terrifying magic flame suddenly spurted out, and the white flame rushed towards the center of the city like a violent wind.

The beast seems to understand the cry of the world, and the flame becomes its messenger.Half of the palace quickly collapsed in the flames and became a victim of the flames. The remaining half was also attacked by the impact and flames, and was dilapidated, like the ruins of a city trampled by huge monsters.

The beast then turned around and moved on, its target being downtown.

The fire brought death, and along the way, the places where humans lived became ashes and ruins.

A symphony of destruction, the flames are like arrows of divine punishment, engulfing the city. People have nowhere to hide, and their lives are extinguished in terror.

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On the broken city wall, a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat was closing his eyes tightly. The style and cut of the trench coat seemed to be a representative of the Fog City style.The color of the trench coat complements his overall image. The black color reveals a mysterious and solemn atmosphere, neatly wrapping his body, making it easy for people to notice his seriousness.

He has a middle-aged appearance, does not look old, and has a capable temperament.

His straight hair stood up straight from the hairline without any mess. The neat hairstyle and the intimidating eyes gave him a cold sense of oppression all over his body.

At this moment, the man frowned. He seemed to be reminiscing or immersed in some unspeakable supernatural state. He was talking in a low voice.

“When it sneezes, it gives off light; its eyes are like the morning rays.

From its mouth came burning torches and flying sparks;

From its nostrils came smoke like a boiling pot and a burning reed.

Its breath ignited the coals, and flames came from its mouth.

There is so much power in its neck that those in front of it are frightened and jump.

Its pieces of flesh are connected with each other and stick close to its body, unable to move.

Its heart is as solid as a millstone.

When it comes, the warriors are frightened, confused, and even faint.

If one uses a sword, a spear, a javelin, or a pointed spear to pierce it, it will be useless.

It makes hay of iron and rotten wood of copper.

Arrows cannot intimidate it into flight; slings and stones are to it stubble; sticks are to it stubble; it laughs at the whizzing of a short spear.

It is like a sharp tile under its belly, and it is like a nail raking through the mud.

It makes the abyss boil like a cauldron, and the sea like oil in a cauldron.

Its path then glows, making one think of the abyss as white hair.

There is nothing like it on earth that is fearless.

It despises all who are tall, and reigns over the proud waters. "

After he finished talking, Felix Manz suddenly opened his brown hawk-like eyes. His eyes were full of oppression, deep and sharp, as if he was ready to see through everything in an instant. The calmness in his eyes and confidence reveal his decisiveness and firmness.

"Is this the result of your mediumship, a [Leviathan]?"

A calm voice sounded in Manz's ears, and he turned his head to look at his "companion" beside him.

It was a man wearing a black priest's robe. He was about 30 years old and looked extremely handsome. The black priest's robe looked calm and dignified in the dim light. His right hand held a book with a faint glow on the pages. In the light of the book, the binding is ancient and the pages are yellowed, like an ancient document; his left hand holds a black umbrella tightly, and the umbrella cover is gently bent in his hand, forming a protective posture.

This man's face is very handsome, with clear facial features, revealing an aura of maturity and determination.His eyes were amber, deep and calm, as if they were the eyes of a calm wise man, exuding indifference and calmness.

"Sauron..., Lord Saint Valentine, this is indeed a [Leviathan]-level crisis. Eden dispatched two sword-wielders this time, and a deep space force was mobilized. This scale The outside world thought that the kingdom of heaven was going to launch another war against [Atlantis]." Manz replied to the number one sword holder in the kingdom of heaven.

"You don't need to use honorifics for me, just call me Valentine. Moreover, this time it's not just the two sword-holders, but also you, Manz, a member of the inner council of the Heavenly Tribunal Council, the Gray Knight Grand Master Mentor, the main member of the Anabaptists." Saint Valentine took over the other person's words in a calm tone. At the same time, he seemed to feel something and looked up at the sunlight that suddenly shone down from above.

"Its daybreak."

After hearing this, Manz also raised his head and looked at the sunlight falling from the huge barrier. He seemed to sense an angel from a very far away place.

"Hugh Abraham, an ambitious young man, a new generation of power used by the Kingdom of Heaven to maintain its hegemony and authority in turbulent times." Manz said without hesitation in front of the first sword holder that he had feelings for the fourth sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven. Swordman's review.

"By the way, as a sword holder, what do you think of him?" Manz then asked.

"Geniuses are like storms: they go against the wind; they are formidable; they make the air clean," Saint Valentine said simply.

"I've only met him a few times, and I've only seen him through the projection. I already have such a high opinion of him." Manz's eyes flashed with a little surprise, as if he was surprised by the other person's opinion of the fourth person in the Kingdom of Heaven. Comments from the sword bearer.

"Judging a person is like a child recognizing the difference between himself and the outside world. It takes some time for a child to learn to distinguish himself from the objects around him. For a long time, he will not be able to distinguish himself from the environment in which he lives. Therefore, he will emphasize his passive side and say such childish words as 'I can fly'. Children always love fantasy, so children will always be children and adults will always be adults."

"So he has some characteristics that are so strong that he is separated from the mainstream of Terra, making you think that he is a unique angel? Does every sword-holder look like this in your eyes, whether you or him, Do you all have the same characteristics?"

"Perhaps, this characteristic is possessed by every angel to a greater or lesser extent, as I have outlined the transcendental conception of heaven in the sense that as a unique being (angel) I should seek and make it my truth. It is subjective in this sense, even if I am the subject who chooses it. Furthermore, it is subjective in this sense, that is, I should use it as a basis to transform my subjectivity and my personality. Act on it.

What human beings lack is to understand for themselves what they should do and what they should not know, although knowledge should obviously precede action.However, the important thing is to find your own goals and clarify what you can really do in the dark - the key is to find a truth, a truth for me, a belief for yourself, rather than that kind of righteousness The belief in neighbor love, heaven loves mankind, but mankind should love himself more than anyone else, so everyone must find the concept that I will live for and die for.

Hugh Abraham, his pace of progress was always so decisive. Ever since his fame resounded throughout the kingdom of heaven, you have never heard of him stopping. Isn't the goal he aimed for the reason why you evaluate his ambition? "

Saint Valentine was talking, holding a book and an umbrella, and walked slowly in the ruined city, while the Gray Knights of the Anabaptists followed closely beside him. The main body of his gaze has been following the first sword holder, and his peripheral vision is looking at the extremely lame thaumatological prying eyes around him and the aliens ahead who are trying to pretend to encounter him by chance.

Those alien races are 2% similar to humans. The only difference is that they are roughly over [-] meters tall, and their hands exude silver light.

"Alien..." The eyes of the Grand Master of the Gray Knight flashed with a trace of scarlet luster, while Saint Valentine on the side knocked the ground with the tip of his umbrella, and invisible ripples like water silently covered the ground. The terrifying murderous intention also covered up the subsequent conversation between them.

"We are not those who engage in war. This is a two-front operation. Abraham and I are doing it openly and covertly. The purpose is just to calm the turmoil in Iberia." Saint Valentine said calmly to Mantz, " Moreover, what you Aabaptists are trying to do here this time has its own problems.”

"What's the problem, Valentine?"

"Well, I noticed that the person in charge of the Heavenly Kingdom main research team attached a personal diary entry about the [Avalon System] to this file. Although there are many subjective guesses above that do not meet the Heavenly Kingdom [Central Containment Room] archiving standards, Eden still This document has been filed, although it may involve abuse of power, but the problem is not these, but some of the conjectures above."

The number one swordsman in the Kingdom of Heaven said words that made Mantz's heart tremble.

"I think these supplementary materials are just speculation. I have read relevant documents and his guess is not reliable." Mantz's tone became a little lower.

"Is that really the case?" "You don't want to interfere with the Anabaptist's actions just to read a document, do you? Our permission for action has been uploaded to Eden and has been approved."

"I just wanted to talk to you about this [Avalon]. As we'll get to, it's the one you have the most... hopes for."

"What?" Mantz's heart shook and he thought to himself, "It's not good."

"I'm just considering whether to restore it. I know that you plan to use it as a means of protection in the most dangerous locations and facilities. It's just an idea on the surface, but secretly you plan to put it into the [Rutland Project]. You didn't Reporting to Eden, this is not good.”

The Gray Knight Grand Master's body froze for a moment, and his tone became deeper.

"Is this a threat from Eden, or a threat from you?"

Saint Valentine did not answer directly, he just continued to talk about [Avalon System]:

"These barriers, these protections, they don't fail because they're in disrepair, that's just a small part of it, but they're inherently wrong. They fail because they're meant to be, they're of unstable origin, Just like the extraordinary roads in Iberia, we need to investigate their origins to better understand the true evil buried deep within Iberia."

"These conclusions of yours are not widely supported. Saint Valentine, I have to remind you that the decision-making assembly and the tribunal are still the core institutions of the Kingdom of Heaven. The sword-bearers never have too much decision-making power. I do not agree with that assessment and Your current one-sided judgment. This is just a theory recognized by you and the researcher, a theory that has never been proven." Manz looked a little unhappy.

"Now that the entire island has been destroyed, who has the leisure to do time-consuming academic research at this time?" St. Valentine continued.

"We just need the prototypes to work flawlessly."

"Even if the danger it would bring is unspeakable?"

"We understand what we are doing." Manz looked into those amber eyes and said seriously: "The Anabaptists are different from those crisisist angels. We are not afraid of Eden, we are just for the Little Garden Project , in order to solve the problem of [eternal recurrence].”

Saint Valentine did not continue the conversation on this topic, knowing that there was no need.

"Let's go, the royal families who are standing here eagerly are waiting for our arrival. They are aliens, but their ideas at the moment should be more in line with yours or the ideas of the Anabaptists. You want to use them as samples for experiments, and now the opportunity has come to your door. ”

The two stopped and looked forward. The Silver Hand Royal Family walking towards them at this moment was led by a tall and muscular man, two meters tall.His skin has a silver-white sheen, as if it is a masterpiece carved by the moonlight; his eyes are deep and bright, shining with rainbow colors; his long blond hair hangs down like a waterfall, reaching to his waist, and every strand is Golden ripples appeared in the light and shadow.

Ter Nanan Ogg, the proud son of the Silver Hand royal family, came respectfully in front of the two heavenly angels. He placed his right hand on his chest with his fingers spread out to show the family crest, while his left hand drooped naturally.This is the Silverhand family's way of showing respect to the person they hold in the highest esteem.

"Tell Nanan Ogg, you two are the guide of this trip. At this moment, I sincerely welcome you two to the new island city of Lisbon. The Silver Hand Royal Family feels extremely honored for your presence."

Manz had no expression on his face and simply nodded. His behavior was undoubtedly extremely arrogant to the local residents living in the local area. The silver guards around the prince were dissatisfied. They held the huge silver alchemy behind them. The big sword, the blue thaumaturge stone on the chest emits a light blue glow.

"Presumptuous!" The prince scolded the guards angrily, and the guards lowered their heads.

"I'm very sorry, you two." Tyr expressed his apology to the two angels.

Manz watched this ridiculous performance calmly, while the number one sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven politely returned the salute and said a flat sentence at the same time.

"Hello."

This made the prince feel relieved. It seems that the angels in heaven can still speak. They are not all arrogant, unreasonable and domineering as the rumors say...

Just when the prince felt relieved, the words of the first sword holder in front of him rang out again.

"I received an envelope from another sword holder here. It seems that you are related to the International Research Center for Unified Thaumaturgy. Two members of the royal family graduated from them..." At this point, Shengwa Lunding paused, and his amber eyes looked at the prince whose expression was suddenly stagnant. He saw [ripples of relationship] in the other person.

"I see, that person is you, the prince."

With a fearful look on his face, Manz began to distance himself from Saint Valentine, who had an indifferent expression.

He saw the first sword holder's [Jing Hua Shui Yue].

Mirror Flower, Water Moon, this is the ability to express the core authority of the first sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven - one of the branches of [Realms of Existence].

This capability can be divided into three categories:

First: Cognition and distinction between self and the outside world.

Second: the morality and ethics of human beings (with it as the core).

Third: human transcendence.

It can also be understood as the control of the id, ego and superego.

Just like the second sword holder is called "The One Who Wrestles with the Gods", Saint Valentine also has other nicknames, and one of his nicknames is - "The One Who Looks at the Three Goddesses of Fate/The One Who Looks in the Mirror" .

As he said at the beginning, you must know the difference between yourself and the outside world.

Therefore, like the three goddesses who manipulate the threads that symbolize the fate of all people and gods, he can gaze at the lines of "relationships". He can see lies and restore brokenness.

He can be one or many.

At this moment, Ter Nanan Og only felt a trance in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was standing on the horizontal surface out of thin air in a silver-white lake deep inside himself.

The sky was filled with a huge silver moon. He was so close that he could see the holes above, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Can you tell me the information about the artificial base in Iberia? I know you must know it." A familiar voice sounded from all around, and Tyer raised his eyes in horror. Then, he saw the number one sword holder in heaven. .

One, two, four...

Illusion?when?Why didn't Avalon react? ?

"You know what you are doing!!!" Tyr roared inwardly.

"You won't remember what happened, just less than a second." Saint Valentine's voice came from all directions.

"you···"

"Out of politeness, I will use a gentler approach to inquire. My other partner may need your information very much now about the country of the Sea of ​​Mist and the missing artificial island, and I also need him to investigate some things. .”

Saint Valentine gently tapped the handle of the umbrella with his left index finger, and the next moment, the power was activated.

"Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water·The image is sinking!" 』

A terrible sense of horror engulfed Prince Tyr, and when he woke up again, he found himself deep in a unique place.

This place is a huge ship.

Is this [Icefield Walker]?Prince Tyr subconsciously said in his heart, he felt a huge sense of absurdity, and his identity began to distort.

The next moment, he rubbed his dizzy head.

"I think I had a terrible nightmare?"

He muttered to himself, then walked outside the ship.

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[The upload record has been registered——]

[The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven completed the reception of [Rey] and went to the country of the sea of ​​fog to find the lost artificial island; at the same time, the number one sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven and the Grand Master of the Gray Knight logged into the [New Lisbon Island Hub] and met Silver hand royal. 】

[Eden is responsible for real-time synchronization of this record, and subsequent records have not yet been uploaded...]

——"Records of Eden·The Angels Themselves"

(End of this chapter)