Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 638: Flower of Blood and Bone: Bloody Plague IX
The blood injected by Xia Xiu successfully squeezed out the Swinton blood in the bodies of the two babies. The squeezed blood seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slowly floating in the air, and gradually condensed into a suspended blood ball.

The surface of the blood cell trembled slightly, as if it had life, emitting a chilling red light.

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at this group of malicious people.

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, controlling the ball of blood, moving slowly and steadily towards Ned who was trapped in mid-air.

Ned was firmly bound by the [Mobius Strip] and could not move.

When she saw the ball of blood approaching her, her face suddenly changed and she showed an expression of fear.

"Wait……"

Before she could finish her words, the blood ball was stuffed directly into her mouth.

"Cuckoo-"

Ned made a low grunt, his mouth forced open, his eyes full of struggle and helplessness.

She felt the Swinton blood rushing into her mouth, down her throat, and into her body like a flood.

The suffocating malice and corrosive Swinton blood made her feel as if she was burned by flames, and the pain was unbearable.

Xia Xiu watched all this calmly, without a trace of pity.

As Swinton's blood flowed through Ned's body, her body began to twitch violently, her muscles tensed, and the expression on her face became more hideous.

“Gugugugu——”

A painful wail came from her throat and her eyes were filled with unspeakable pain.

Soon, Ned's wails faded into a fainter state, and her eyes became empty.

It’s really overwhelming.

Her body gradually lost strength in the severe pain, her limbs hung limply, her whole body was suspended in the air like a rag, and her mouth was filled with saliva mixed with blood.

Xia Xiu didn't pay much attention to Ned. After dealing with the Swinton blood, he walked towards the sleeping children.

He gently picked them up, and then through [Adam], he quickly contacted the FAA and applied for a border-breaking passage.

After confirming that he could connect to the etheric shuttle channel, he began to call on the [Rainbow Bridge] of heaven.

[Ether shuttle channel: connecting——]

[Etheric Level: Third Level——]

[Coordinates: Marked——]

[Target: Marked——]

[Mimu Measures: Loading——]

Soon, a colorful light began to appear in the room, gradually forming a bridge across the void.

The light was like a seven-color rainbow, flashing a sacred and brilliant brilliance. The surrounding air seemed to be purified, filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

Xia Xiu held the two babies and walked towards the colorful light.

When he reached the center of the bridge, he stopped and carefully placed the two babies on the bridge.

"Start Eden hosting mode." Xia Xiu whispered.

Following his command, the light on the [Rainbow Bridge] began to grow brighter, as if the entire bridge was responding to his command.

At the end of the bridge, a portal to heaven gradually appears, filled with light, like a fairyland in a dream.

Soon, in a dazzling light, the [Rainbow Bridge] carried the two babies to the [Unknown Land] of heaven.

The light illuminated the entire room, emitting an extremely pure and sacred atmosphere.

Xia Xiu stood at the starting point of the bridge and watched the two children disappear in the light.

As the light gradually dissipated, the room returned to calm. Xia Xiu stood there, quietly looking at the disappearing [Rainbow Bridge].

His eyes quickly turned to the still unconscious Bruce, the father of the two girls.

Bruce lay on the ground, breathing steadily, as if he was unaware of the strange incident that had just happened.

Xia Xiu slowly walked to his side and whispered to himself: "Adam, do you have the clock tower's forgetfulness magic?"

Although he also has the [Don Quixote Module] that can change memories, after thinking about the subsequent work requirements of the Ethics Committee and other memory departments, he decided to use more conventional memory manipulation methods to handle the aftermath.

This will make it easier for future colleagues to complete the handover work.

[Yes, the entry model has been uploaded to your genealogy terminal——]
Adam's voice rang in Xia Xiu's mind.

Soon, the magic core related to the [Forgetfulness Spell] appeared on Xia Xiu's retina. He just took a look, then raised his silver cane, gently pointed it at Bruce's forehead, and whispered:

"Oblivet~"

As these words were spoken, a faint light flickered from the top of the silver cane.

The light was like a thin silver line, extending silently to Bruce's forehead.

As the light invaded, Bruce's body trembled slightly and the expression on his face became peaceful.

The light from the silver cane danced gently on Bruce's forehead, as if weaving an invisible net, pulling out specific memories bit by bit.

Xia Xiu watched all this with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"The forgetfulness spell of the Clock Tower is indeed peculiar. Their magic has always been empirical, focusing on the second law of magic - the part affects the whole.

When I was in Luyuan, I took the theory class of Clock Tower. Their spells were all based on the second law, which believed that all magical actions obeyed the law of conservation of energy.

Magic does not occur out of thin air, but draws or transfers energy from the environment.

The interaction between magic and matter follows specific principles of quantum magic, and thaumaturges influence the macroscopic world by manipulating microscopic magical particles.

At this moment, Xia Xiu was feeling the thaumaturgical core of the [Forgetfulness Spell]. With his current thaumaturgical level, he could activate it flawlessly even without recording the [entry].

He could sense that the working principle of this [Forgetfulness Spell] was based on neuroscience and dream science (the dream science of the thaumaturgical side).

Thaumatologists use magic to adjust the balance of neurotransmitters in the brain, materializing memories through dreams, and then re-encode or erase specific memory traces.

This stuff requires a deep understanding of how the brain works, and incorrect operation can lead to unexpected mental consequences.

"In order to establish the Third Academy, it is indeed necessary to sort out the existing thaumaturgy system, and the departments and job responsibilities of the academy must be clearly divided. Learning from the Deer Academy and the Clock Tower is a must."

Xia Xiu stroked his chin, thinking inwardly.

"If possible, I really need to use the properties of the Crown of Thorns to learn all the spells. Then, I can participate in the wizard certification of the International Confederation of Wizards and take the title of 'Legendary Wizard' and the white robe certification from those old antiques of the old times."

The International Confederation of Wizards, an intergovernmental organization in the old 'magical world', has many old-fashioned people who do not agree with the Way of Genealogy, and believe that the two processes of thaumaturgy [entries] and [modules] are shortcuts.

Today, all the academic factions on Terra have an inseparable relationship with the International Confederation of Wizards.

The predecessors of the Clock Tower and Deer Court were also members of the Federation. Their founders were all white-robed wizards of the Federation, that is, the [Legendary Wizards] of ancient times.

The most famous [Legendary Wizard Merlin] in the Fog City legend is also a member of the Federation. The [Sword of Broken Steel] now buried in the Clock Tower Tomb Albion is also a [miracle] developed by the Federation.

In the thaumaturgical academy, the teaching staff of a school is generally judged by the wizard certification of the Federation.

Xia Xiu’s teacher at Luyuan, Albert Lauengen, the head of the non-natural science group, is a blue-robed wizard certified by the Federation.

Blue robe wizards are generally responsible for exploring unknown areas and studying different civilizations and types of magic, similar to the blue book in the five-series book of the genealogy. Or it can be said that the blue book system is actually derived from the blue robe wizards.

In the Federation, there are generally only two robe colors representing classes.

One is the white-robed wizard who is a 'legendary wizard', and the other is the grey-robed wizard who has just been recognized and whose future direction has not yet been determined.

The remaining robes have their own functions.

For example, there are brown-robed wizards who focus on nature and elemental magic, protect the natural environment and ecology, and have a deep connection with creatures in nature; there are red-robed wizards who focus on combat magic and defense strategies; and silver-robed wizards who are mainly responsible for the accumulation and inheritance of knowledge, magic education and research...

Wizards of all robes usually have gold edges on their sleeves, with nine being the limit. People with nine gold edges are usually masters in that field.

If they make further progress in their respective fields, they will be able to become respected white-robed wizards.

The academic school generally respects white-robed wizards, who are the leaders and best in the academic field.

Of course, some white-robed wizards were also the founders of the school clique system. Xia Xiu wanted to become a white-robed wizard because he wanted to make the Third Academy look better in terms of faculty.

As for why I care about these false names...

This is a school, of course we care about these "empty reputations"!
There is no school that would be dissatisfied with having too much "false reputation". They all want to have as much as possible.

If Xia Xiu wants to obtain the wizard certification, he may have to use some non-violent non-cooperation methods to "persuade" the Federation.

He would use the "magical violent means" recognized by the wizards to gain the approval of the wizards.

Of course, he did this because he had no other choice.

After all, if he really wanted to do academic research, he really didn't have that much time to spare.

Damn, how can there be a principal like him who is a company slave all day long!

While the fourth sword-wielder in Heaven was brainstorming, he never stopped working.

At this moment, the light on the silver cane gradually dimmed and finally disappeared completely.

Xia Xiu put down his cane and looked at Bruce's face. His specific memory had been changed and everything about his daughter would disappear from his memory.

Bruce will wake up, but he will no longer remember having these two daughters.

At the same time, he also used Vashak's [Personal Customization] ability to transform all the mother-and-child decorations in the surrounding rooms into a normal home style.

After doing all this, Xia Xiu held up the silver cane and murmured something in his heart.

"[Forgetfulness Spell], [Restoration Spell], [Object Replacement Spell], [Apparition]...

You know what, the work of wizards is similar to what I do now, no wonder they like to call ordinary people in the world Muggles. With this ability, anyone would be flattered.

By the way, if I turn the [Lever of Heaven] into a magic wand and fight against those old wizards, I don’t know whether their "Deathly Hallows" is stronger or my wand is stronger.

Moreover, when the three colleges are established, they will need to build some magic shops in Whispering Square to imitate the Diagon Alley in Fog City. Then they will need to divide the resource area and plant some magic trees for students to use as raw materials for their walking sticks...

This is another money-eating behemoth. The square has no financial expenditures, and the federal government has not yet allocated the financial funds promised to the administration."

The fourth sword-bearer in the Kingdom of Heaven calculated the finances in his mind again and found that he was still spending more than he earned.

He had given all the resources he had requested from the Kingdom of Heaven to the Administration, and of course he could continue to request resources from the Three Hospitals from Eden.

However, this lowers his expected ratings in the general election.

Moreover, he is now in the same boat with the Ethics Committee, and has to be responsible for resisting attacks from other angel factions within the organization no matter what.

"Sure enough, we still have to take the funding from the Second Bank."

Thinking of this, Xia Xiu glanced at Ned calmly, and the other person had a broken expression on his face.

"Now, it's time to deal with the last trace of your trouble-making."

As he spoke, Xia Xiu took a step forward, and a [Mobius Strip] appeared under his feet.

The next moment, he disappeared in the room.

Shortly after he left, Bruce woke up from the ground with a drowsy face. He looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar home with a puzzled look.

"Sisi~ I feel dizzy."

He patted his forehead and said with a strange look:
"Why did I fall asleep suddenly?"

He looked around again. For some reason, he felt empty inside, as if something very important was missing.

"It's weird..."

*********
12:00AM.
City of Lexington.

John, who considers himself lucky, rests on a couch provided by the tech company he works for.

However, sweat was oozing from his forehead and his expression looked extremely painful, as if he was having a nightmare.

John has always felt that he is different from other people.

Lucky John, that's what he called himself.

Like thousands of other Johns in the Eddiesi Federation, he is just an insignificant part of this huge country.

However, he is different from other Johns.

When asked about the specific differences, he would say that he had once been a leukemia patient and had recovered very luckily.

Then, he had his own luck.

Since his recovery, his life seems to have regained its luster.

He found a dream job as a software engineer at a software company in the Bluegrass State.

Every morning, he walks into the company with full of hope to greet the new day.

At work, he performed outstandingly and won praise from his colleagues and superiors.

Not long after, John met Amy, a kind and beautiful girl.

The two met at a friend's party and quickly fell in love.

Amy's smile and tenderness made John feel unprecedented happiness. He felt that he had finally found his true home.

It is very beautiful to have both good career and good love.

John's life was also full of sweetness and warmth.

Every weekend, he and Amy would go for a walk in the park, enjoy delicious food in a restaurant, or watch a movie at home and spend a wonderful time together.

Their love gradually blossomed and John decided to propose to Amy.

On a romantic night, under the candlelight and roses, John knelt on one knee and handed Amy a diamond ring.

"Amy, marry me," he said lovingly.

Amy was so excited that she burst into tears and happily accepted his proposal.

However, in this seemingly perfect life, John began to notice some strange changes.

At first, it was just minor auditory hallucinations and trances, but over time, these symptoms became more and more frequent.

One day, John was concentrating on writing code in the office when he suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear.

He looked around, but found that his colleagues were busy and no one was talking. He felt uneasy, but he quickly shook off the feeling and continued to work.

When John returned home at night, he found that he had done some meaningless things without realizing it.

For example, he would arrange all the knives in the kitchen into strange patterns, or get up in the middle of the night and walk back and forth in the room as if driven by something.

Amy was concerned about John's behavior, but she tried to comfort herself by thinking it was just due to work stress.

She urged John to see a doctor many times, but John always refused with a smile, saying he was fine.

Late one night, John woke up from his sleep again. He felt that he had no control over his body at all, as if he was dominated by a powerful force.

He stood in front of the mirror and saw that his eyes were filled with a strange light.

He reached out his hand and gently touched himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt a tingling and chill.

"this is not me,"

John said silently in his heart, fear and helplessness swept over him.

As time went on, John's auditory hallucinations and confusion became more and more severe, and he began to wonder if he was being controlled by something.

He felt his body and consciousness were changing, as if a strange presence was gradually eroding his will.

Today, John saw himself standing in a sea of ​​blood-red, surrounded by whispers and shouts.

He struggled desperately, trying to get rid of this horrible feeling, but was eventually dragged into the abyss by an invisible force.

Just when he was about to be dragged into the abyss, a gentle voice woke him up from the nightmare.

"Are you John?"