Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 597: Flower of Blood and Bone: The Collapse of Rituals and Music
In a dim basement, dim light bulbs hung on the wall, the light flickered and seemed to go out at any time.

The whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

"He ran really fast."

Xia Xiu's incarnation [Sisyphus] slowly floated behind him, his purple-gold body glowing with a strange luster under the dim light. His body was as perfect as the sculpture of David, with clear muscle lines, exuding a strong sense of power.

The ground and walls around were splattered with bright red blood, as if a bloody rain had just ended.

The blood arrows produced by the explosion of the long-legged owl just now turned the entire basement into a mess, with dense pits covering every corner.

These pits are about ten centimeters deep, as if countless sharp arrows penetrated the concrete in an instant, leaving behind tragic traces.

There were rubble and broken tiles scattered on the ground, and drops of blood were dripping from the edges of the holes in the walls, forming pools of bright red blood on the ground.

The entire underground operating room looked eerie and terrifying. The air was filled with the smell of corruption. The surgical instruments scattered everywhere were stained with blood, coldly reflecting the faint light.

On the operating table nearby, there were various dissection tools and bottles and jars, many of which were stained red with blood, looking particularly shocking.

Beside Xia Xiu, female forensic doctor Lisa had already stood up. She looked cautiously at the masked blond man in front of her.

After experiencing a series of beatings and life-and-death trials, Lisa became extremely cautious and fearful, and dared not play any tricks or do anything in front of Xia Xiu anymore.

There was fear and awe in her eyes, her body was trembling slightly, and she tried her best to remain calm, but she couldn't completely hide the nervousness in her heart.

Xia Xiu, wearing a mask, pulled the fishing rod bag on his back, and his incarnations [Sisyphus] and [Vashak] immediately dived into his body.

The whole process was silent, as if it had never happened.

This made the female forensic doctor Lisa next to her even more at a loss. She stood where she was, looking hesitantly at the place where Sisyphus and Vashak disappeared, her heart full of surprise and confusion.

"How can one person have two incarnations..."

This thought flashed through her mind, but then an inexplicable force began to erode her consciousness.

She felt dizzy, her vision began to distort, and everything around her seemed to be blurry and deformed.

The impressions of the two incarnations gradually collapsed and became blurred in her memory, like a ball of scattered ink that was difficult to piece together into a complete image.

buzz~
Then, a buzzing sound suddenly exploded in her ears, and the pain was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, making her thoughts instantly confused.

Lisa covered her ears, trying to block out the annoying noise, but to no avail.

Some "false impressions" began to emerge in her mind. These impressions were disorganized and illogical, like fragments of memory that had been deliberately tampered with.

She saw in the blurry picture that the images of Sisyphus and Vashak kept changing. Sometimes they were tall purple-gold figures, and sometimes they turned into ordinary human appearances.

These distorted fragments of memory churned in her mind, making it difficult for her to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Cold sweat ran down the female forensic doctor's forehead.

She tried to recall what happened just now, but found that everything became extremely blurry.

At this moment, Xia Xiu's calm voice sounded in her ears.

"Okay, now that the annoying flies have been temporarily driven away, it's time to continue talking about the topic we need to talk about."

This voice was like a shot of adrenaline, suddenly pulling the female forensic doctor back to reality from the chaos.

Lisa felt a sense of clarity, and the confusion and distortion she had just felt disappeared in an instant.

Her thoughts became clearer, and she naturally forgot the memory full of logical errors.

Lisa only remembered what Xia Xiu did to her and that she had just been attacked by his incarnation, and that Xia Xiu's incarnation had resolved and counterattacked the attack.

However, she knew nothing about Xia Xiu's incarnation ability, as if that part of her memory had been deliberately erased.

What was even stranger was that she didn't feel anything unusual about it, as if this was how it should be.

The female medical examiner looked at Xia Xiu, her heart filled with awe and a hint of uneasiness.

Xia Xiu said in his usual warm voice:
"Don't be too nervous. Can't you see that I won't kill you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have the chance to stand in front of me."

Lisa listened to Xia Xiu's words and was silent for a while, with complicated emotions surging in her heart.

She knew very well that her situation was far inferior to the opponent's strength. If Xia Xiu really wanted to take her life, she would have no room to resist.

After a moment's silence, Lisa bowed to Xia Xiu, still feeling a little uneasy.

"Your strength and wisdom are far superior to mine. It is an honor for me to stand before you."

According to the class classification of the Sarkic cultists, she belongs to the second class of the six classes in the pyramid - [Zande], while the masked man in front of her is the third class - [Volutar], also known as the [Wise Man].

This class of Sarkic cultists can be called parents or even patriarchs in the church, and they possess considerable power and knowledge.

Above them are the [Casisters], who are already the religious and secular leaders of the Sarkic organization.

They are called [Enemy of Flesh/Blood Magicians]. Most of these people have various magical methods to achieve biological immortality, and are more difficult to eliminate than the vampires hiding in the hub.

And above them are the [Klavigar], also known as the [High Warlocks]. They are the pinnacle of Sarkic below the Grand Warlocks. They are the "saints" of Sarkic and even Ion.

Currently, there are only four people of this class in Sarkic society, and these four are the Four Saints of Sarkic Society.

Lisa bears the mark of one of the four saints, [Saen].

In response to the female medical examiner's salute, Xia Xiu nodded slightly without comment, and then turned his gaze to the monster [Behemoth] lurking in the corner.

He waved his hand, summoning the hideous, deformed monster.

Female forensic doctor Lisa looked at the [Behemoth] that originally belonged to her and was transformed into its current deformed and horrifying appearance, and for a moment she didn't know how to express her inner emotions.

Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including loss and helplessness, as well as a hint of fear.

The young flesh-and-blood female priestess had her defense broken by Iron Fist several times, and now she no longer had any hope of getting her BIO seeds back.

The blond masked man showed great indifference towards the hideous monster. He stroked the sideburns of Behemoth's lion head like petting a dog. The lion head growled softly and the mane trembled slightly between his fingers.

Xia Xiu's actions seemed gentle, but his powerful control was chilling.

He turned his head and looked at Lisa, his voice still calm but with unquestionable majesty.

"Whatever you said while you were controlled by the owl just now doesn't count. Let's start a new conversation now." Lisa stood in the dim basement. The faint light flickered, shining on her face, making her look even paler and more nervous.

"In order to ensure the efficiency of the dialogue,"

Xia Xiu continued, with an unquestionable firmness in his tone.

"I will state my purpose directly. I want to investigate the multiple steps and participants involved in the human body trade behind you, including the details of the illegal acquisition, storage, transportation, sale, and use of human organs."

When Lisa heard these words, her heart was shocked and her eyebrows jumped involuntarily.

She subconsciously touched her neck where she had stabbed herself in a "suicide" attempt after her body was controlled. Although the wound had healed, the terrifying feeling of being out of control still lingered.

Her heart was filled with fear and contradictions, and she was caught in a dilemma.

If she tells everything about the consortium and the human body trade line, she will face endless and bizarre persecution of having her body controlled like just now, and will also offend a large number of powerful and dangerous people; if she does not tell the secrets of the human body trade line and the consortium, she will now face the persecution of the patriarch from the Sarkic Cult.

She was fully aware of the danger she was in, but she still mustered up her courage and asked tentatively:
"Respected head of the family, can you protect your fellow soldiers from being implicated?"

Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of begging and hope, as if she was grasping at the last straw.

When Xia Xiu heard Lisa's request, he did not respond immediately. Instead, he looked at Lisa carefully, as if evaluating her sincerity and value.

Xia Xiu was well aware of Lisa's little thoughts, but he did not show any impatience or disgust.

For him, this investigation is not only about the human body trade of [pseudo-humans], but also involves the Sarkic Cult.

He was thinking about the complex relationship involved.

The involvement of Sarkicism has added an unexpected complexity and danger to this incident.

After Sisyphus's punch just now, he could actually use elements to corrode and pollute the opponent's mind, but that would only alert the enemy and make the consortium behind them run faster.

Obviously, the trade in the human bodies of [pseudo-humans] has already involved the turbulent political struggle within the Edisi Federation.

This suddenly appeared and unknown Hermes Group is behind the Black Gold Empire and the [Trust Giants] hidden in the shadow of the Federation.

The centralized political group of the federal government, headed by the Reserve Director of the Second Bank, chose to cooperate with the Administration and itself - its purpose was to crack down on dissidents, strengthen the control of the federal government, and use the influence of the New Alliance to clean up and correct the gray and black areas.

As a bargaining chip, the Fourth Sword Bearer of Heaven will form a political alliance with the Second President John K. Hanks, gain the political connections of Hanks' family, and at the same time, gain the support of the Federal Reserve Bank in the Ivy League War.

All he needs to do is to deal with things that the interest groups represented by John K. Hanks cannot deal with openly, such as - cleaning up the garbage.

And now, Xia Xiu was full of curiosity about the inner workings and involvement of the Sarkic Cult, wondering why they were involved in the murky waters of the human body trade.

Lisa looked at Xia Xiu in silence, and the fear in her heart gradually deepened, but she knew that she had no way out and could only wait quietly for his answer.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air. The dim lights cast swaying shadows on the wall, as if mocking the incompetence of the flesh-and-blood shepherdess in front of them.

But this silence did not last long.

Xia Xiu's interesting words broke the silence in the room.

"Although I don't want to deviate from the topic, there are some things that I really need to ask so that it will be more in line with my usual purpose of advancement."

The blond young man's golden eyes hidden behind the mask looked at Lisa sharply through the gap in the mask, as if he wanted to see through her heart completely.

Lisa felt the pressure of this gaze and felt uneasy in her heart, but she knew she had to face it.

Xia Xiu continued, "I asked you before, whether you belong to the New Sarkic or the Old Sarkic, or whether you are a jumper between the two factions - you haven't answered these questions yet."

Lisa took a deep breath, subconsciously thinking about how to answer this question to cater to the "interest" of the patriarch in front of her.

She knew that the blond masked man was not asking this question unintentionally, but was trying to thoroughly understand her background and position.

The New Sarkites advocate the combination of modern thaumaturgy and flesh manipulation to create more powerful flesh creatures, but - judging from their manifestations, most of them are lunatics, sociopaths and terrorists.

The Old Sarkites value tradition and believe that power comes from ancient rituals and forbidden knowledge - they are relatively more homely and backward. Some of them are still tribal civilizations and retain the habit of cannibalism. Many of Terra's cannibal legends actually come from the Old Sarkites.

And ever since the Grand Karcist disappeared, the Six Archons vanished, and the Four Saints vanished, the entire Sarkic Cult has begun to...

The rituals are ruined and the music is ruined!

Leaders and patriarchs should care for their fellow members of the spectrum like angels, support the spectrum’s program, and maintain the relationship between think tanks and spectrum holders.

However, the corrupted Sarkic desire for power has become the primary driving force for all members of the spectrum.

Individuals seek to bring everything under their control and exercise direction of power (effectiveness). At the same time, other individuals are doing the same thing, and conflicts often arise.

The class system that maintains the flow of talents should cooperate with think tanks to define the rights, obligations, and welfare of the ruling class and the ruled class.

With the collapse of rituals and music, now only obligations remain, and that obligation is to sacrifice and suffer.

Among Proto-Sarkic cults, this manifests as sacrificing oneself for the greater good.

Neo-Sarkic cults are the exact opposite, believing in sacrificing the majority for the benefit of the individual.

Muscles endure pain only to become stronger after healing.

The same is true for the mind, and the way is to cultivate a tolerance for the unthinkable under normal circumstances - the cycle of destruction and rebirth.

But no matter which one it is, it is a manifestation of the patriarchs abusing their power and ignoring the lower classes. They have long ceased to regard the members of the Sarkic Spectrum as like-minded comrades.

They have forgotten the teachings of the Grand Warlock Black River when he preached.

He said, I have come here to liberate the people.

The Grand Karcist freed the land, and wherever he went, rebellion broke out and the armies of the Daevites were routed.

Whether by sword, or whisper, or by force of will,

The Grand Karcist led members of the Sarkic Spectrum through the Daevite lands, then returned them to the people.

He said, stand up, no need to bow down to 'Him'.

He said that struggle is the best teacher, that of the Daeva has been destroyed and a new struggle will begin.

Those He leads,
Only love those whom He leads.