Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 678 Flower of Blood and Bone: Finale XIV
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Outside the magnificent central church of Night Ship, the Holy Angel of the Gospel walked along the passage made of steel and fire, moving towards the church step by step.

The gigantic steel monster reached the end of the decisive battle, blazing flames dancing beneath his feet and light gleaming all around him, reflecting a majesty that could rival that of a gigantic machine.

Inside the church.

Bodfell II had a gloomy expression, his six fingers tightly gripping the bone staff in his hand. The skull on the top of the staff looked particularly hideous in the dim light.

Behind him, [Osiris] stood suspended.

The incarnation of Green Sun behind him still stands motionless in his original position.

However, his gestures changed slightly.

Raise your left hand and place it horizontally in front of your chest, palm facing down.

The right hand is raised above the head, palm facing upward, as if summoning a mysterious force.

[Osiris] wears the Crown of Afcart. The gems inlaid on the crown emit a bright light at this moment, like the stars in the night sky, reflecting his divine majesty.

The golden mask on his face appeared even more mysterious and solemn under the shining light, and in his left and right hands, the holy staff and holy flail, which symbolized rule and power, also began to burst out with amazing brilliance. The light poured out from these two artifacts like two dazzling beams of light, illuminating the entire church as if it were daytime.

At this moment, although [Osiris] stood still, the light emanating from his body became more and more dazzling.

That radiance, like a rising green sun, instantly stirred the ether inside and outside the church into rolling waves, and the air was filled with a suffocating divine pressure.

What followed was a vast domain, like the hand of a god, firmly controlling the entire space.

The expansion of this field quickly spread to every corner of the church like an irresistible torrent.

[Crown Unfolded·Hades-Judgment Hall——]

[Miracle·Pseudo-World Bubble! ]

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Outside the church.

Inside the cockpit of the Holy Gospel Machine, Xia Xiu tightly grasped the control light ball, his eyes fixed on the church gradually approaching in front of him.

[Synchronous End——]

[Synchronous - Lever of Heaven (Electronic Channel)——]

A keyhole appeared at the front of the control panel. Xia Xiu freed his left hand and summoned the [Key to the End].

Then, he inserted the key into the keyhole. With a "hissing" sound, dense magical patterns extended outward along the direction of the keyhole.

[Final Strike: Loading...]

At the same time, the device with the "Heavenly Lever" inserted in the cockpit also started to work, and hundreds of tiny mechanical structures on it began to spin frantically.

【Electronic channel: start! 】

呲呲呲——

On the battlefield, Gospel Holy Machine raised the ship-slashing sword in his hand. Driven by Xia Xiu's will, the blade of the sword in his hand began to vibrate violently, and a low resonant sound echoed in the cockpit.

clack clack-

clack clack-

The blade of the ship-cutting sword gradually cracked, making a mechanical clicking sound, and the mechanical structure inside the blade slowly emerged.

The mechanical structure was extremely complex, with dense energy lines covering the entire blade like blood vessels, containing endless energy.

These energies gathered along the line to the tip of the knife, gradually turning into a blazing white light, flickering on the blade.

As the ship-cutting sword continued to crack, the barrel inside the blade began to extend.

The barrel was extremely large, twice as thick as the arm of the Holy Machine of Gospel, and its surface was covered with light particles of five colors: red, blue, green, yellow, and purple. Five rays of light wandered around the barrel like five giant energy dragons entangled with power.

【Electron channel: particle interaction pump!!!】

Energy began to accumulate inside the barrel, and the light particles swirled like a tornado, gradually converging into a bright white spot of light.

Just when the energy was about to reach its peak, Xia Xiu suddenly felt a piercing sense of crisis, like thousands of needles piercing every inch of his skin.

His hair stood up instantly, and almost instinctively, he controlled the joints of the Holy Machine of Gospel to spray out a large amount of particles. The entire machine instantly flew backwards like a sharp arrow. At the same time, the Holy Machine of Gospel pulled the trigger, releasing the destructive power that had been accumulated for a long time.

[The End: Zero Day Two!!!]

boom----------------

A five-color mixed beam of destructive light spurted out from the front end of the Ohm Messiah Blade. The diameter of the beam was hundreds of meters. It penetrated the void at the speed of light and headed straight for the church.

This force is enough to completely destroy any object that stands in its way, and the space along the way is distorted by its powerful energy fluctuations.

However, just as the light beam was about to touch the church, the light beam, which was originally full of destructive power, was annihilated silently.

The beam of light seemed to be instantly swallowed up by some invisible force and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

It was an absolute disappearance, and even the aftermath of the explosion failed to spread.

"Is this... Bubbles?"

Xia Xiu's pupils constricted, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

The spiritual madness in his heart sounded a warning, his body unconsciously tensed up, and his hands unconsciously began to ooze out fine cold sweat.

Around the Holy Machine of Gospel, there are floating bubbles that are like dreams.

These bubbles float lightly, transparent and fragile, and will burst at the slightest touch.

However, it was these seemingly harmless bubbles that easily annihilated his devastating attack.

They suddenly appeared out of nowhere without any warning, as if coming from some unknown realm, breaking the boundary between reality and illusion.

boo——

A bubble suddenly appeared in the cockpit and exploded.

Xia Xiu's inner alarm bells rang wildly, and he subconsciously opened his own [Out of Control World]. His action was like a switch, completely detonating the other bubbles around him.

boo——

boo——

boo——

As all the bubbles burst, a huge area suddenly expanded outward from the church.

The speed at which this field expanded was astonishingly fast, and the entire space was forcibly pulled apart in an instant.

In just a blink of an eye, the Gospel Machine and the entire night ship were completely enveloped.

A dazzling white light suddenly flashed in the field, the light was as dazzling as the core of the sun, causing Xia Xiu to squint his eyes involuntarily.

His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he felt his entire body trembling slightly under the impact of the strong light.

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When Xia Xiu opened his eyes again, he immediately realized that he was in a completely unfamiliar world.

The scene before me was full of grotesque weirdness, but also had a magnificent and disturbing grandeur.

He found himself in an uneven space. The entire ground had been torn apart by some huge force, and the rugged terrain stretched before his eyes like a scar.

The color of the surface is dark, with the desolate texture of the moon's surface, but it also has a strange luster. Every rock contains indescribable pollution.

The moment the sky came into view, he felt a sense of suffocation.

The sky was an extremely bright red, a red that seemed to be the essence extracted from blood, so strong that it almost hurt the eyes.

The clouds seemed to be slowly rolling, and each cloud seemed to be made of solidified blood. The entire sky was dyed a disturbing blood color, which permeated every inch of space, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Xia Xiu found himself unable to move, as if his body was bound by invisible chains and his limbs were as stiff as if they were filled with lead.

At this moment, in this bloody space.

At the end of the far horizon, a huge red cross stood under the blood-red sky.

This cross is so huge that it cannot be described in words. It reaches from heaven to earth, splitting the world in half.

The surface of the cross was covered with ancient and twisted runes. These runes were like curses written in blood, emitting strange light, making people feel a fear from the abyss. On the huge cross, the huge body of [Prometheus] was ruthlessly nailed to the center.

The huge body was tied to the cross, like a cursed god.

The mechanical arms of the Holy Machine of Gospel were forced to cross in front of his chest. A huge holy flail fell from the sky, piercing through his mechanical arms and nailing them firmly to the center of the cross.

The Holy Flail was as thick as a pillar, with countless ancient spells carved on its surface. These spells were faintly visible in the dim light, as if constantly telling some ancient and unspeakable secrets.

The originally solid metal shell of the nailed mechanical arm was torn apart by the impact of the Holy Flail, exposing the complex internal mechanical structure and pulsating energy pipelines.

Metal fragments floated in the air like the blood of a mythical giant.

The light passes through these scattered fragments and shines on the red cross, forming a strange and mysterious interweaving of light and shadow.

"A sure-hit strike in the field of rules, and a true... miracle."

Xia Xiu's eyes were heavy and his expression looked unusually solemn.

[Prometheus]'s posture when nailed to the cross looks like both a suffering god and a work of art.

"Now, the trial begins!"

As these words rang out, the space suddenly twisted, and a powerful force tore through the space.

In the twisting void, Corinius P. Bodfell II slowly appeared.

His figure seemed to be born from nothingness, with six slender fingers tightly grasping the chilling bone stick, holding the fate of the entire space in his hands.

The appearance of Bodfell II was accompanied by a strong sense of oppression, and a green sun was instantly reflected in the blood-red sky.

A green halo emerged from behind his forehead, like some sacred and terrifying symbol, shrouding the entire scene in a gloomy light.

As he appeared, two divine projections of mimic gods transformed from border rules also appeared.

The first projection of the deity has a slender and elegant ibis head, with sharp and calm eyes.

He was wearing a pure white robe that reflected an icy luster under the blood-red light. He had a golden belt tied around his waist that was engraved with countless exquisite symbols that seemed to contain the truth of the universe.

In His hand He gently holds a reed pen, the tip of which hangs over an unrolled papyrus scroll.

The posture was both elegant and majestic, like an impartial and selfless recorder, examining everything in the world without leaving out any detail.

The second projection of the deity was that of a goddess. The light reflected from the ostrich feather she wore on her head cast a soft and holy glow.

His figure is tall and elegant, and his face is quiet and solemn, as if he is a being that has never been tainted by the world.

He was dressed in a pure white robe, the fabric gleaming in the light, simple yet extremely noble.

The goddess lowered her head slightly, her eyes cast down, and gently held a pure white feather in her hand. The feather seemed to contain some incredible power, representing the ultimate judgment of life and death, light and heavy.

Clang——

Bodfell II slowly raised the staff made of human bones. The blood-red light flowed through his fingertips like a net woven by the thread of fate.

His voice was low and majestic, coming from the chaos, carrying an irresistible pressure.

"Sinner," Bodfe II's voice was like a cold wind, blowing through this strange space, "You are now nailed to this eternal cross, facing you are the two gods of rules at the border."

He pointed at the two projections of gods standing beside him, his eyes flashing with a cold light like a venomous snake.

"The one who appeared before you was Thoth, the god of wisdom, the god of writing, the recorder, the god of the moon, and the secretary of the gods.

His ibis head is held high, the tip of his pen hovering above the scroll, writing not only your past sins but also your future judgment.

Every stroke of his pen is like cold moonlight, illuminating every inch of darkness in your soul."

Bodfe II's voice gradually became like a whisper in the wind, but it was even colder and more piercing, as if it could freeze the enemy's soul.

"And the other is: the god of truth, the god of justice, the embodiment of order, the lawgiver, the balancer of all things - Maat.

The pure white feather in His hand was as light as an autumn leaf, yet as heavy as Mount Tai.

That is the scale of your sins. Any trace of lies and sins will be exposed in His presence.

His gaze will penetrate all illusions and expose your soul to the light of truth."

As soon as Bodfell II finished speaking, he suddenly spread his hands, as if he wanted to bring the entire blood-colored sky and earth under his control.

As he moved, a low cracking sound came from the sky, and a long and narrow crack slowly appeared in the blood-red sky.

In the crack, an extremely huge eye gradually appeared.

Those eyes seemed to be beyond the comprehension of mortals, filled with endless weirdness and indescribable aura.

The pupils of its eyes were as deep as black holes, seemingly able to swallow up all sight, while the whites of its eyes flowed with an ominous dark red light, staring at all the evils in the world.

The giant eye blinked slowly in the crack, peeking into all the secrets from the depths of nothingness.

When its gaze fell on Prometheus nailed to the cross, the entire space seemed to freeze.

Those huge eyes seemed to be able to look straight into the depths of the soul, bringing an inescapable sense of oppression.

dong dong dong-

dong dong dong-

dong dong dong-

In the cockpit, Xia Xiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something was tearing at his chest.

This pain goes straight to the bone.

Nerves are burning and muscles are tightening.

The pain came in waves, one after another, with no sign of abating.

Xia Xiu's breathing began to become rapid, and his violent heartbeat was like a heavy hammer, hitting his chest hard.

Sweat broke out on his forehead and his vision briefly began to blur, as if the world was gradually losing focus before his eyes.

The heart-wrenching pain seemed to tear his soul apart, making it almost impossible for him to concentrate on controlling the Holy Machine of Gospel.

[The crown unfolds and the world is out of control——]

[Out-of-control parameter modulation: instant death and zero return! ]

In this painful torture, Xia Xiu let his domain wrap around his entire body.

thump—

The colic reached its peak, and he felt that the [Breath of Enoch], [Breath of Jonah], [Bones of Abel], [Power of Bethlehem], and the [First Heart·Heart of Revelation] among his twenty-four holy cast organs, as well as the transformed [First Heart·Heart of Revelation] were all completely shattered at this moment.

Rumble~~~
There was a loud noise in the sky.

A huge scale slowly appeared in the void.

It was an extremely mysterious and solemn balance, standing quietly in this strange space.

The support of the scale is made of pure gold and is carved with intricate hieroglyphics.

The beam of the scale is straight and steady, carrying the balance and justice of the whole world.

The trays at both ends of the scale were suspended on delicate gold chains. The chains gleamed in the dim light and made slight metallic sounds, like the whisper of fate.

On the tray on the left, there is a bright red heart, beating slightly, and the surface of the heart emits a dark red light - representing the weight of life and the depth of sin.

On the tray on the right, lies a pure white feather, as light as the wind, representing truth and justice.

At some point, the feather that symbolized order in Matt's hand disappeared and appeared on the scale.

The balance swayed slightly in this strange space, making a low metallic sound.

The trays at both ends are slightly tilted, as if weighing crime and punishment, truth and lies.

"Goodbye, the fourth sword bearer of Heaven."

Bodefei II had a sneer on his face.

"Heading to Death in Border Trial Inspired by Sun Boat and Green Day."