Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 662: Flower of Blood and Bone: Hunting the Sword Bearer XVII
Above the bottomless hell, the void began to crack like a mirror.

At first there were only a few tiny cracks, and then these cracks expanded rapidly. An invisible force was forcibly tearing apart the surface of reality.

The cracks gradually spread, and the void seemed to be smashed by a huge hammer. The shattered fragments of space scattered like broken glass, reflecting distorted scenes of reality.

As the cracks expanded, the entire structure of the bottomless hell began to collapse.

The 30,000-story sewer structure that originally stretched endlessly had become extremely broken after experiencing several large-scale massacres, the Double Crown War, the march of the Chaos Army, and the arrival of the Sword of the Overhead.

The solid walls and pipes were now like fragile pieces of paper, crumbling and turning into dust under the powerful energy impact.

The entire space became extremely unstable, the cracks in the void continued to expand, and the top of the bottomless hell was being torn apart bit by bit.

Outside the cracked mirror, a silvery-white scene could be vaguely seen - that was the scenery of the north.

The land of the Snow Country before Xia Xiu came in.

Cold air rushed in from the cracks, bringing with it a biting chill, enveloping the entire broken space in an icy atmosphere.

However, in this ruin that was completely destroyed by the power of the end, two things were miraculously preserved - a pair of eyeballs and a black wedding dress.

The pair of eyeballs were suspended in the void, unaffected by the collapse of space.

They float strangely in front of the cracked mirror, as if looking at this shattered world.

The whites of the eyes were extremely blood red, as if filled with blood, while the pupils were as black as ink, so deep that it made one's heart tremble. It seemed that endless terror and curse were hidden in the depths of this darkness.

The black wedding dress looked tattered. The terrifying power of the end was constantly corroding and burning it, but it resisted stubbornly. Even though it was riddled with holes, it would not completely disappear from this world.

"Did someone run away just now?"

Xia Xiu tightly grasped the [Key to the End] in his left hand. The weapon with a destructive aura trembled slightly in his palm as he sensed the remaining hostility around him.

In his right hand he held the 'Lever of Heaven', the silver stick still radiated a cold light, ready to swing down again at any time to smash everything in front of him.

The thirty-six light particle wings behind him spread out like guardians, forming a solid light curtain around him.

With a gentle flap of his wings, in just a blink of an eye, his figure had arrived in front of the pair of strange eyeballs floating in the air and the tattered wedding dress.

Behind him, the shadow of Sisyphus quietly emerged.

He stretched out his hand and held the strange pair of eyeballs and the tattered wedding dress firmly in his hands.

The eyeballs trembled slightly in his palms, still carrying a certain restless power.

These eyes give people a feeling of...innate evil.

Xia Xiu stared at them, especially the pair of red and black eyes that were filled with evil.

The whites of the eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and a strong smell of blood seemed to permeate the air, while the ink-black pupils were as deep as a bottomless abyss, as if they wanted to suck the human soul into them.

Especially the left eye, which still has a large amount of residual power of the end.

The strange thing is that this force of the end seems to react with some medium in the eyes, and even more bizarre changes begin to occur.

Its interior actually reflected some of the characteristics of Xia Xiu's [original form], that is - the flame on the black sun.

Xia Xiu couldn't help but frown, and a strange thought emerged in his mind:

"Anomaly evolution? This is a rare example that only happens once in a century."

Because the other party reflected his own true nature, Xia Xiu found that he seemed to have control over this left eye, and because of the obedience of the left eye, the right eye also began to open up authority to him.

His thoughts raced through his mind, his eyes wandering between these eyes and the endless hellish scene around him.

"Just now, a woman seemed to have been transferred away, through these eyes."

He knew that this pair of eyes was not an ordinary existence, but a tool of some high authority that could dominate this fundamentally abnormal space.

"This pair of eyes is the switch for this root anomaly," he whispered in his heart, his eyes calm and examining. "The owner of the eyes can use it to switch back and forth between spaces. The authority is similar to my [Personal Customization], but it is more convenient and flexible. It can transfer enemies in and even transfer others out. Judging from the current intelligence, the upper limit of the application of this pair of eyes is very high."

Moreover, as long as he wanted, he could transplant the eyes harmlessly at any time.

However, this thing is too useless for him at the moment.

"Let's keep it for now and see if we can transplant it to other operators like Mole, or to some future student."

Xia Xiu pondered silently in his heart, and then placed the glasses and wedding dress into his [Personal Customization] space. While putting them in, he also sealed a little [Myth Factor] into these things to prevent these root anomalies from tearing the space and escaping.

After carefully putting away the black wedding dress and the pair of dark red eyeballs, he raised his head and glanced at the current battlefield.

The battlefield was now a scene of complete chaos and destruction, filled with endless fighting and desperate screams.

Above the sky, the incomparably huge [Sword of Damocles] is still suspended, and the sword is surrounded by countless orbital space strike muzzles, which continuously emit deadly beams of light, mercilessly bombarding the Chaos Legion in Hell.

Under the relentless attack of these railguns, the first to bear the brunt of the blow on the front battlefield were the huge number of [Pink Terrors].

Under the destruction of the light beam, they let out a final crazy laugh, which carried a kind of strange pleasure, as if they were welcoming an inevitable relief.

As their bodies were destroyed, the remains of the horrors quickly disintegrated into a mass of swirling mana droplets.

These magic droplets flashed strange light in the void, and a mysterious power was stirring within them.

With a relieved gasp, the remnant changed color and eventually split in two, turning into two new [Blue Terrors].

These [Blue Horrors] look like smaller versions of the [Pink Horrors].

But their personalities are completely different, gloomy and vicious, like bad-tempered children, continuing to participate in this endless battle with twisted anger.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the Chaos army successfully broke through the outer defense of the [Sword of Damocles] with the help of the "Dimensional Rupture" skill released by the forced sacrifice of five [Distortion Overlords].

The space vibrated violently under the influence of the "Dimensional Rupture" skill, the surrounding void began to distort, and the power of chaos raged in this space, opening up a passage leading to the interior of the giant sword.

The Chaos legions began to swarm into the passage, braving the merciless destruction and rushing recklessly into the interior of the greatsword, trying to destroy the huge threat hanging over their heads.

"Jiejiejie~~~"

"It really makes me nostalgic, the Shenfeng Projection."

"Back then, when the Kingdom of Heaven was on the front battlefield of the Aether, without enough miracle workers to match the Great Demon in numbers, it relied on the projection of the Divine Sword that mimicked the ability of Yahweh, the Lord of Hosts, to stop the Monarch's Burning Legion from conquering Terra."

“To be honest, ever since the Crystal Sky became increasingly sticky, I thought it would be difficult for me to reign over Terra and encounter this damn thing again.

However, I seem to have good luck. Before Terra turned into amber wrapped in death, I successfully returned to this nostalgic world with the grace of the great monarch. Although I came here to encircle and suppress the fourth sword bearer, it did allow me to breathe the air of this land. "

"Suck--"

"Jiejiejie~~~"

“This land is still as beautiful as ever!”

"It is like a great heap of carrion, rotten, barbaric, inefficient - full of wretches devoured by fear and ignorance, still addicted to blind worship and ignorant obedience."

Inside the giant sword, [Demon Lord of Change] stood on the cold metal plate with a strange and evil smile.

[The Lord of Change] still held in his hands the remains of two [Lord of Distortion] that he had forced to sacrifice. These bodies were thrown casually on the metal ground like two discarded rag dolls.

The Demon Lord's body turned into thousands of chains. These chains continued to extend like living things, locking the [Sword of Damocles] tightly.

A strange light flashed on the chain, as if it was corroding the giant sword's energy barrier, trying to destroy it.

On the other side, the Chosen One Ernest Hayes was also wielding the blessed psychic sword and magic wand, fiercely attacking the internal structure of the giant sword.

Each of his blows was accompanied by a powerful psychic impact, and the metal plates groaned under the strain.

As he moved, the psychic sword cut through the air, leaving a dazzling trail, and the magic wand released powerful psychic waves, continuously destroying the core components of the giant sword.

There was a fanatical look on Ernest's face, and the internal structure of the giant sword gradually collapsed under his attack.

"Jiejiejie~~~"

[The Lord of Change]’s laughter was like a strange corrosive force, echoing throughout the space, seeming to penetrate into every corner and devour the order of the entire space.

The Demon Lord's voice was filled with mockery and endless evil, announcing the endless darkness that would soon befall Chaos.

“I love this land so much.”

"Look at the people of this land, who have locked themselves in a safe shell of self-righteousness, rejecting all possibilities of progress; the ignorance of the foolish has become a tool of domination, and the brilliance of science and technology and magic has been twisted into a sharp blade of fear and oppression; those executioners walking in the shadows, in the name of 'eliminating heresy', unleash their tyranny without restraint, their hammers not only smash those who challenge their dogmas, but also those innocent civilians, just because their thoughts are slightly deviant."

As he spoke, the Demon Lord also looked towards the fourth sword bearer in Heaven.

"Hugh Abraham, your Sword of Damocles, as a single weapon of the Kingdom of Heaven, is indeed more powerful than those Hanging Swords that I dismantled in the past.

If I were to use the projection of the material world as it is now, I alone would not be able to do anything to you, and you would even expel me back to the chaos. But today is different, I will tear it down in front of the sword holder..."

buzzing-

"You're the one who makes the most drama."

Xia Xiu held the [Key to the End] high in his left hand and pointed it at the noisy Demon Lord. The triple spiral blade began to rotate at high speed, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.

As the blade rotated, the surrounding space began to become unstable, and the entire real world was gradually peeled off and analyzed again.

The tip of the sword blade flashed a dazzling incandescent light, which carried a destructive power that seemed to tear the entire space apart.

boom--------

Accompanied by a low hum, a white-hot light burst out from the tip of the blade like a dazzling lightning, rushing straight towards the [Demon Lord of All Changes] in front.

Wherever the light passed, the space split as if it was cut, making a crisp shattering sound.

The huge torrent of energy instantly engulfed the Demon Lord's figure, and the light completely tore him into pieces.

However, [The Lord of Change] let out a wild laugh and a strange scream in this destructive light.

"Jiejiejie——"

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!”

Although his body was torn into pieces by the impact of the light, his body that was corroded by the power of chaos was recovering rapidly.

The Demon Lord's feathers were twisted and deformed, and thick black liquid oozed from the cracks in his body, but the liquid quickly re-condensed and repaired his body to its original state.

While the Chaos Demon who was always acting too much was temporarily silenced by the shot, Xia Xiu tightly grasped the "Lever of Heaven" in his right hand and suddenly threw it out.

call out------

The silver stick grew bigger in the air, quickly expanding into a giant stick that was a hundred meters long. With unparalleled force, it smashed fiercely in the direction of the Chosen One. The Chosen One, Ernest Hayes, had a cold light in his eyes. He raised the psychic sword in his hand, and the blade emitted a deep black-gold light, containing endless mystery and power.

Just when the giant stick was about to hit him, he suddenly swung the psychic sword and slashed at the oncoming Pillar of Heaven.

Click——————

However, this attack was not a direct collision, but instead produced an extremely strange confrontation in the air gap between the two sides.

The air is compressed by a powerful force, forming a huge air pressure barrier.

The psychic sword and the giant stick did not come into direct contact, but a fierce confrontation took place within this invisible pressure barrier.

In this horrific collision, the psychic sword began to bend at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it could not withstand the pressure of the giant stick.

The light of the sword gradually grew stronger, and black and gold lightning burst out around the blade, violently slamming into the air pressure and making a thunderous sound.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

These lightning bolts spread in all directions along the pressure barrier, like countless wild black and gold streams of light, fiercely tearing apart the surrounding space.

The confrontation between the two was fierce in the air, forming an extremely terrifying energy vortex. Everything around was torn and shattered in the collision of this force.

In the void, the collision between the Chosen One and the Pillar of Heaven caused a deafening roar. A huge shock wave spread out from the two of them, tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

The Pillar of Heaven was repelled by this tremendous force and bounced back, and the Chosen One also staggered back several steps in this violent collision.

However, the battle did not end there.

Xia Xiu calmly watched the situation on the field, and his mind instantly controlled the "Lever of Heaven" to begin changing.

The silver stick, which was originally as huge as a mountain, shrank rapidly in the air, as if it was compressed by some invisible force, and soon returned to a normal-sized stick.

At this moment, this gorgeous silver staff seemed to have its own consciousness, and it pounced on the Chosen One like a hunting beast.

click-

The long stick drew a graceful and deadly arc in the air, carrying a swift gust of wind, and pierced straight into the chest of the Chosen One.

Clang——

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Chosen One, and he raised the psychic sword to quickly block the attack.

Clang, Clang, Clang——

The collision of metal and energy made a sharp scream, and sparks flew everywhere at the collision.

The long stick's attack did not stop because of the obstruction, but instead unfolded even more rapidly.

Like a nimble giant python, it bypassed the defense of the Psychic Sword and stabbed the Chosen One's flank again.

The Chosen One hurriedly used the psychic wand in his left hand to block the attack. The moment the wand touched the long stick, a purple energy barrier emerged, trying to block the attack of the long stick.

However, the attack of "Heaven's Lever" was extremely flexible. The stick quickly changed its angle and swept towards the legs of the Chosen One, trying to break his balance.

The Chosen One leaped back instantly, narrowly avoiding the attack, and the silver staff swept under his feet, bringing up a gust of wind.

Before the Chosen One could stand firm, the long stick was approaching again like a shadow.

Clang clang clang————

clang clang clang————

The attack of the long stick was like a storm, with continuous shadows of the stick, either stabbing straight, sweeping horizontally, or rotating.

Each attack was filled with a combination of speed and power, forcing the Chosen One to retreat again and again.

The other side of the battlefield.

call out--

The fourth sword-wielder in Heaven rushed towards the sword hanging overhead, tightly grasping the [Key to the End] in his hand. The powerful power of the end continued to flow out from the key.

He raised his own authoritative domain, a projection of his original form, and attacked again.

Then...

Tearing the laws of space, turning everything into nothingness.

The light was like countless lightning bolts, piercing through the chaotic darkness and fiercely hitting the body of the [Demon Lord of All Changes].

The Demon Lord's body quickly collapsed under this destructive force, and the fragments scattered in the void like sand.

"Damn it... don't interrupt... others are saying..."

However, even under this devastating blow, the Demon Lord still uttered intermittent nonsense, and the fragments of his body quickly healed under the influence of the power of chaos.

Xia Xiu did not pause at all, and swung the [Key to the End] in his hand again. The sword blade surged with the power of destruction and rushed towards the bound Shenfeng projection.

With every swing of his sword, the myriad chains that bound the Sword of Damocles were cut one by one.

The chains quickly disintegrated in the light, turning into countless points of light and dissipating into the void.

Ding--

Ding--

Ding--

The breaking of each chain was accompanied by a deafening roar, and the entire space trembled with the liberation.

At the moment the last chain was cut, the orbital strike cannon, under the guidance of the sword-wielder, quickly locked onto the Demon Lord's position.

In the void, dense golden ripples began to appear, and countless space cracks were torn open at the same time.

At this moment, the Demon Lord's face revived again.

Xia Xiu swooped down and stomped hard on the opponent's face with his bare right foot with terrifying kinetic energy.

click-

The Demon Lord split apart again like a puddle of mud.

"After demolishing Damocles, it's just you?"

The pure white angel sneered at the demon king at his feet with an undisguised sneer.

"You..." The Demon Lord who was reuniting was about to say something.

When the Demon Lord tried to reunite, Xia Xiu raised the [Key to the End] and fired another 'Zero Day' at him.

Boom——————

The huge impact force drove Xia Xiu to rush towards the corner of the Chosen One.

At this moment, the ripples around continued to increase, and thousands of golden ripples crisscrossed in the void, forming a golden ocean.

[Damocles War Framework——]

【Anti-magic stance! 】

The golden ripples were like a portal of light, with countless beams of light emanating from it.

These light beams, with terrifying destructive power, shot towards the [Demon Lord of All Changes] like a catastrophe, covering the entire battlefield in endless light and heat.

The speed of the light beams was breathtakingly fast. They tore through the void and rushed towards the Demon Lord in an unstoppable manner.

Each beam of light carries enough power to destroy everything, as if even time and space cannot stop their advance.

Under the attack of these dense light beams, the Demon Lord's body kept breaking apart and reassembling, breaking apart and reassembling again, in an endless cycle.

On the other side of the battlefield, Xia Xiu, with the destructive thrust released by the [Key of the End], instantly swept through the void and approached the Chosen One who was fighting fiercely with the "Lever of Heaven" like lightning.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, and the thirty-six light particle wings behind him trembled slightly, bringing up a stream of light.

The Chosen One was concentrating on struggling with the silver staff. Every attack of the staff was so fierce that it was difficult for him to be distracted.

However, just as he blocked the attack from the long stick, he felt a powerful aura coming towards him.

Before he could react, Xia Xiu appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Hi!"

Xia Xiu's eyes were like swords, and his right leg suddenly rose in the air, filled with infinite power.

Boom————

In an instant, his legs lashed out into the air like a whip, bringing up a gust of terrifying wind, aiming directly at the chest of the Chosen One.

The force of this kick was incredible. The air was torn apart fiercely, making a piercing whistling sound.

The Chosen One only felt a violent force pressing down on him, almost tearing him into pieces.

Before he could react, Xia Xiu's right foot had already kicked him hard in the chest.

The powerful impact was like a landslide, instantly blowing the body of God's Chosen One away.

Boom! ! !

A deafening roar echoed across the battlefield. The body of the Chosen One was like a meteor, kicked a hundred meters into the air by Xia Xiu, and slammed heavily into the already broken sewer wall in the distance.

At the same time, the "Lever of Heaven" lost its opponent, and as the Chosen One flew out, it lost its support in the air and began to fall rapidly.

The silver stick was spinning in the air, flashing a dazzling cold light.

However, Xia Xiu had already anticipated all this. He flashed his body and quickly approached the falling stick.

His right hand shot out like lightning, and at the moment when the "Lever of Heaven" was about to touch the ground, he accurately grasped the shaft of the long stick.

The pure white angel tightly grasped the miraculous weapon in his palm. The cold light of the long stick trembled slightly in his palm, responding to his master.

Standing in the void, the fourth sword-wielder in heaven was as steady as a rock. Holding the "Lever of Heaven" in his right hand, his eyes were cold and determined.

The thirty-six light particle wings behind him spread out, making him look like a god descending to the earth.