Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 660: Flower of Blood and Bone: Hunting the Sword Bearer XV
In the depths of that bottomless hell, the space was torn apart and a horrifying aura surged out like a tide.

With the arrival of Ernest Hayes, a chaotic force seemed to burst out from the depths of the void, distorting everything around it.

At this moment, the army from Chuanbiantian also emerged. They crawled out of the abyss of chaos, bringing endless destruction and terror.

Leading the way was the material world projection of a Chaos Demon, who was also the most powerful being under [Xin Liezhi]—[Demon Lord of All Changes].

In this gloomy and desperate battlefield, the [Lord of Change] stands tall, like a mobile fortress posing threats everywhere.

His body was huge, floating in the void of the abyss like a small mountain, emitting inviolable majesty and terror.

The whole body of [The Lord of Change] is covered with layers of feathers. These feathers are not ordinary things, but are condensed from strange psychic power.

The color of the feathers is constantly changing, from deep blue to burning golden red, and each change in color seems to declare the power of chaos.

Sometimes the surface of the feathers flows with flickering runes, and sometimes turns into sharp blades, ready to cut off anything that dares to approach.

"The fourth sword bearer in heaven~~~"

The projection of [The Lord of Change] looked at the fourth sword-wielder in Heaven.

His head kept changing shape. Sometimes it looked like a giant bird, with a sharp beak flashing cold light and sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything. Sometimes it changed into a face full of wisdom with a strange smile. However, in the next moment, this face would turn into a demonic and terrifying face, full of suffocating pressure.

The feathers were like psychic flames, covering his body in layers, and each feather was flashing an eerie blue, golden and red light, dancing with his changing emotions.

The edge of the feather seemed to be constantly twisting, as if it was constantly absorbing the chaotic energy around it and transforming it into an even more terrifying power.

When he looked down at Xia Xiu, his eyes were filled with bewitching, madness, confusion and sarcasm, as if he was mocking this warrior from heaven.

His voice penetrated the space and struck directly into the depths of Xia Xiu's soul, attempting to use "cheap means" to disintegrate the enemy's mind and destroy the enemy's soul.

"My master, the great ruler from the Transformation Heaven, let me send his regards to you."

The voice cut through the void like a sharp blade, carrying with it endless mockery and contempt.

The power of chaos reached its peak at this moment. The surrounding space began to distort unsteadily. The boundary between reality and illusion became blurred, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The armies of Chaos began to line up, and the "realm" belonging to the Lord of Change began to cover Hell.

On the battlefield of the void, the power of chaos condensed invisibly, and the strange light flickered, as if the entire universe was pulsating with the will of [Xin Liezhi].

In the very center, stands a huge [Cursed Battle Flag·Strange Spiritual Light Battle Flag].

It also has an academic name in Terra - [Ever-changing Crown Realm].

This battle flag seemed to be the core of the entire chaos. The color of its fabric kept changing, sometimes as red as blood, sometimes as deep blue as the abyss, and occasionally flashing an unsettling purple light.

The fabric of the battle flag is covered with complex and mysterious runes. These runes seem to be alive, flowing and jumping on the fabric, releasing an indescribable power that makes people shudder.

The five [Lords of Distortion] were like executors of divine punishment, sitting on their [Flying Discs of Everlasting Change] floating in the void.

These overlords are tall, almost the same size as humans, but they exude a strange and terrifying aura.

Their bodies were wrapped in a thin layer of light, and the air around them was distorted by their existence.

The face of each master is full of cunning and mystery. The face appears and disappears in the light and shadow, and sometimes multiple different faces appear. These faces are constantly changing, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

The [Distortion Overlords] wear robes that flow with strange light. These robes are woven from pure psychic energy, and each fold exudes a different color, sometimes deep purple, sometimes burning gold.

In their hands, they held high a staff full of authority. This staff was like the authority of etheric spiritual energy, with a gem that kept changing colors inlaid on the top, and it seemed as if countless souls were surging inside the gem.

Supporting these [Twist Overlords] are [Various Flying Discs], which are almost integrated with their masters.

These flying discs glided silently in the void. Their surfaces were as smooth as mirrors, reflecting the surrounding psychic energy like a ball of flowing mercury.

The bottom of the Frisbee is a face.

The face was twisted and cunning, with strange flames burning in the eyes. These flames not only symbolized their fanaticism for Chaos, but also their endless contempt and disdain for the enemy.

In addition to the five flying discs supporting the [Twisted Lord], there are fifty [Various Flying Discs] on the entire battlefield.

These fifty flying discs flew around the battlefield at high speed. Their movements were swift and unpredictable. Riding on each flying disc was a [Psychic Knight] who had come from nowhere.

The knight was wearing exquisite psychic armor, with psychic flames flickering on the surface of the armor. The weapon in his hand was also burning with wild flames, which left a trail of psychic energy in the void, and wild vortices were spinning.

Their eyes are filled with fanatical belief in Chaos, their faces are hideous and distorted, they are the embodiment of chaos and destruction.

Above these flying discs, sixty [Screamers] were circling and dancing in the void like giant birds in the wind.

Their bodies are like giant rays, emitting light blue psychic energy, and their huge wings are covered with sharp bone spurs. Every time they flap their wings, the air seems to be torn apart, making a terrifying sharp sound.

The voices of the [Screamers] seemed to penetrate the soul directly. Not only was the voice harsh, but it also carried a certain strange power.
Their sharp teeth and bone spurs flash with deadly cold light, enough to tear steel apart. Anyone who dares to block them will be shattered in an instant.

Below these flying creatures, three hundred [Pink Terror Demons] were densely arranged, like a burning sea of ​​fire.

Their bodies are made of blazing psychic flames, pink and blue flames constantly dancing on their bodies. The faces of each terror demon are hideous and distorted, their eyes burning with uncontrollable fanaticism, their short claws waving, and making shrill screams.

When these terrifying monsters gathered together, the fluctuations of psychic energy became stronger and stronger. The surrounding void was distorted and turbulent due to their existence, and the entire battlefield seemed to be shaking violently under their feet.

A Chaos Demon's projection into the material world + a God's chosen one + a blessed cursed battle flag + five [Twist Overlords] + fifty-five [Changeable Flying Discs] and [Psychic Knights] + sixty [Screamers] + three hundred [Pink Terrors].

This is far from over...

In this bottomless hell, the breath of chaos permeates and the whole world is trembling for the upcoming decisive battle.

The vast Chaos army was shrouded in oppressive darkness, like the resurrected spirits of countless ancient gods, emitting endless threats.

And at the center of it all, the two surviving members of Team Rocket and the five Incarnates gradually emerge.

Hatred and fanaticism burned in their eyes. These negative emotions had surpassed their reason and became the only force pushing them forward at this moment.

In the void, countless pairs of eyes were watching this scene, and countless souls were waiting for this fateful battle.

An army of gods and Buddhas surrounded the fourth sword-bearer in heaven, like the bloody mouths of countless giant beasts in the darkness, ready to devour this lonely angel at any time.

Every pair of eyes was gleaming with burning murderous intent, and every living being was burning with endless hatred for this angel.

And at the center of it all, the pure white angel with twelve light particle wings was like being in a sea of ​​death.

The silver staff in his hand was still glowing, and the light was particularly dazzling in the endless darkness.

His eyes were calm yet cold; he had foreseen the upcoming bloody battle.

Both sides were in tacit agreement and stopped talking useless trash.

At this moment, words are meaningless, killing is the only language.

The hatred between them burned like a raging flame. Everyone was staring at each other, waiting for the signal to act at that moment, waiting for the bloody battle to begin.

Everyone wanted to chop each other into pieces.

"Whoo~"

Xia Xiu exhaled slowly, as if he was making final preparations for the upcoming battle.

Ding------

The [Triple Crown] behind him stopped flashing and began to emit unimaginable heat. The air was instantly ignited and the temperature around him rose sharply.

That magnificent and sacred crown seemed to be the source of light and heat, emitting fluctuations of power that made the enemy uneasy.

At the same time, his twelve light particle wings unfolded again in an instant and turned into thirty-six light particle wings in an instant, like angel-like wings stretching behind him, emitting a dazzling light.

These wings of light were as sharp as a blade and as sacred as holy light. They trembled slightly with his breathing, as if they contained infinite energy, ready to display their unparalleled power in battle at any time.

In Xia Xiu's pure white eyes flashed magnificent data streams that only he could see. These data streams flowed and intertwined in his vision like countless stars, revealing the essence and secrets of this world.

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[[Turin Type I] Open the basic input and output system——]

【warn! ! ! 】

【warn! ! ! 】

【warn! ! ! 】

[You are starting the full overclocking mode——]

[The order has been confirmed——]

[Command Scheduling: Authoritarian Module·Mythology (Full Overclocking)!!!]

[Begin Crown Overclocking——]

【First level! 】

【Double!!】

【triple!!!】

[Fever continues·Pass——]

[Authoritarian module begins loading, myth burning mode——]

[The number of instructions executed per second increased by about 14%——]

[Second Heart·Heart Engine Enters Explosion State!] [Fantasy Particles·Enter Fantasy Trio Mode——]

[Current Ether floating point operation efficiency: 1.14 trillion Ether floating point operations per second (burning mode)]

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[Activate: Damocles·God of Strike Mode——]

[User loading: Hugh Abraham! 】

[You have used your one-vote decision-making power, skipping the deliberation mode——]

[Task number: DKS-8111-X01]

[User input ID: "Cmdr_J_Aden"]

【Enter password: “”】

[Biometrics: Iris scan verification successful]

[Energy carrying capacity audit: triple crown——]

【pass! 】

[Energy Supply Review: Heart Engine (Fantasy Trio)——]

【pass! 】

[The Sword of Damocles: Divine Edge Projection has arrived——]

[Sword of Damocles: Three Thousand Worlds Opened——]

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Boom! ! ! !

On this boundless battlefield of the void, with the arrival of the projection of the Sword of Damocles, the entire space seemed to tremble because of this incomparably huge sword shadow.

This giant sword is several thousand meters long and nearly hundreds of meters wide. Its huge size is like a steel fortress stretching across the sky, exuding an oppressive feeling that cannot be ignored.

Its appearance was like a divine punishment, shrouding the entire battlefield in endless pressure.

The surface of the sword was covered with complex and strange technological patterns, which were composed of countless tiny energy pipes and electromagnetic veins, emitting a cold metallic luster. Those veins were like flowing flames, crisscrossing on the sword, like countless metal snakes winding on its surface.

Each vein glowed with a faint light and emitted a low humming sound accompanied by electromagnetic fluctuations in the void, as if the entire sword was a living, breathing mechanical lifeform.

With the advent of the Sword of Damocles, the surrounding space suddenly became unstable and began to distort under their endless pressure.

Countless space ripples spread out like waves, and the buzzing sound continued.

Waves of low humming sounds echoed like a death knell, shaking the entire bottomless hell.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
【Three Thousand Worlds!!!】

Dense golden ripples appeared in the void, covering the sky above the entire bottomless hell like stars.

These golden ripples were like a harbinger of divine punishment, filled with a solemn and murderous aura, as if each ripple represented an impending disaster.

Although the move is called "Three Thousand Worlds", the number of divine punishment strike circles that appear around it is far more than three thousand.

Countless ripples flickered in the void, so dense that they almost blocked the entire space, as if even time and space were compressed and frozen at this moment.

Each strike circle is a projection of a space-based weapon. They hang high above the heads of the Chaos Legion, like the scythe of the god of death, ready to reap all life.

[Begin the attack——]

As the first wave of attacks arrived, dense ripples in the sky simultaneously flashed with dazzling golden light.

Thousands of beams of light fell from the sky, like the Last Judgment.

Each beam of light carries with it unparalleled destructive power, pointing directly at the core of the Chaos Legion.

The Chaos hordes roared in resistance.

And then a huge explosion sounded.

Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
This is a collision of heaven and earth.

The Chaos Demons that tried to block the light beam were evaporated in an instant, and disappeared in the light without even having time to scream.

Rumble——————

The cold blue eyes of the Chaos Demon [Lord of Change] suddenly shrank, and a sharp scream pierced the void.

His wings flapped violently, and tens of thousands of psychic chains suddenly appeared from the void, shooting towards the Sword of Damocles, trying to bind the giant sword.

However, as soon as the chain touched the sword, it was ruthlessly destroyed and the spiritual energy attached to the chain was instantly destroyed without even a ripple.

However, the chains did not stop there. They were densely packed together trying to block the "evil giant sword" that was slaughtering their comrades.

At the same time, the five [Distortion Overlords] also took action instantly, their psionic staffs raised above their heads, and the gems on the top flashed a dazzling light.

Five psychic shock waves gathered in an instant, carrying destructive energy fluctuations, rushing madly towards the edge of the Sword of Damocles.

Unfortunately, the extremely sharp sword blade reflected an even more dazzling light the moment it came into contact with the psychic shock wave.

click-

The shock wave was instantly cut and decomposed by the sword blade, as if it had never existed, and disappeared into the void.

Fifty-five [Various Flying Discs] flew across the battlefield at high speed. They made shrill screams and rushed towards the giant sword with dizzying speed and psychic flames.

When they approached the destructive stand, the flames were attracted by the powerful energy field inside and outside the stand and were instantly extinguished. The knight on the flying disc was swallowed up along with his vehicle, and his wreckage and soul were turned into nothingness by the stand.

Sixty [Screamers] circled in the air, emitting terrifying screams, trying to disrupt the energy flow of the [Sword of Damocles].

Their bony wings were like sharp blades, slashing at the surface of the giant sword with great destructive power.

But when the bone spur came into contact with the sword, the cold metallic luster flashed by, and the wings of [Screamer] were instantly cut into countless pieces without any resistance.

The screams stopped abruptly, and the sixty [Screamers] were like kites with broken strings. They were instantly crushed by the momentum of the giant sword and disappeared into the void.

The three hundred [Pink Terrors] on the ground were not willing to be outdone and roared angrily. Their bodies were wrapped in psychic flames as they fought against this unrivaled giant sword.

When the light from the sword shone on them, the psychic flames were instantly extinguished, and then the entire army of fear monsters began to disintegrate and turn into powder under the illumination of the light.

In just a few seconds, the front line of the Chaos Legion had been completely disintegrated by the arrival of the Sword of Damocles, and one third of the military force was instantly swallowed up and destroyed.

The Chaos army's offensive suddenly fell into chaos, and the enemy's eyes, which originally contained fanaticism and hatred, began to reveal fear and anxiety.

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While the space-based attack was going on, Xia Xiu's attack had not stopped. At this moment, on his left and right sides, the figures of [Sisyphus] and [Vashak] appeared like guardian gods.

Wow~~~
His free left hand began to burn with a strange flame.

This flame is completely different from the flames in the mortal world. It is a two-dimensional flame composed of countless azure data cubes.

Each block is like a jumping character, seeming to interpret the deepest operating rules of this world.

They are constantly stacked up layer by layer, forming an intricate and extremely precise structure. Each block analyzes and disintegrates the rules of reality, gradually revealing the truth hidden behind it.

[Authority·Broken Spark——]

[Loading the original prototype·The end——]

[Start analyzing the world——]

[Authoritarian Domain·Key to the End! ]

As Xia Xiu's left hand moved in the air, the two-dimensional flames twisted rapidly, and pieces of invisible codes were being input into the core of the world.

Wherever the flames passed, the order of reality began to become unstable, and the rules seemed to collapse bit by bit, paving the way for the upcoming battle.

As all this was happening, a low humming sound came from the depths of the void, as if some ancient and powerful being was being summoned.

As Xia Xiu's hand slowly rose, a distortion began to appear in the void.

It was an invisible crack that gradually expanded as the blue flame burned.

A unique, futuristic weapon gradually emerged from the cracks - the [Key to the End].

[Key to the End] initially took the shape of a giant key, but as the analysis progressed, it began to change.

It began to transform into a spiral sword.

The blade had a metallic texture, contrasting sharply with the surrounding void.

The sword body is wrapped in a triple spiral structure, and three independently rotating blades slowly rotate around the sword body, as if waiting for the next moment of explosion.

These sword blades are not physical entities, but are made up of constantly flowing data blocks. Each block is flashing a blue light, as if performing infinite calculations.

Above the blade, azure data block flames flowed from top to bottom like a waterfall, outlining the contours of the sword.

Vashak, who was standing behind the fourth sword-wielder in Heaven, raised his index finger at this moment.

"Buzz——"