Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 705 Horse Racing: Gun of Morning Light VIII
Terra calendar 1591.2.04.
That night, in a remote suburb of Manhattan's new district, near a long-abandoned industrial ruin.

This was once a quarry in the old days, but is now deserted.

The ruins of the abandoned buildings were covered with moss and vines, and the air was filled with a smell of decay and dampness.

In the distance, the dilapidated mechanical equipment looked like an abandoned giant, covered with rust and looking particularly gloomy in the night.

Woohoo~~~
Forgotten holes dotted the ground, like cracks leading to a bottomless abyss, and the cold wind blew through, making a low whimpering sound.

Deep within this desolate ruin, secret underground passages wind their way down to even darker caves.

There was no light here, only the faint flames of candles dancing around the cave.

In the center of the cave, a huge spider web covered the entire altar, like an invisible net, wrapping everything in shadow.

In the center of the spider web, an obsidian-carved spider statue stood at the edge of the crack like a silent guard, and shadows crawled in the abyss behind the statue.

Around the ritual altar, there was a lock of black hair, a piece of cloth, and an obsidian crystal that was faintly glowing.

The crystal is surrounded by spider webs, and silk threads emerge from the depths of the cracks, entwining around the symbol. The threads of fate are silently weaving some kind of inescapable bondage.

Standing before the altar is a woman dressed in black, her appearance contrasting sharply with the gloom of the scene.

She has long silver hair, smooth as silk, draped over her shoulders, sparkling with a cold luster. Her skin is dark black, and her eyes are as deep as two bottomless black wells, with a captivating light.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

This was undoubtedly a drow.

She had long since abandoned her real name, and the name she now used was the one given to her by her beloved captain, who called her Irma Grese.

At this moment, next to Glazer, a woman dressed in men's clothing gently hugged her chest with a playful smile on her lips.

This lady in men's clothing has flaming red hair neatly tied behind her head, delicate features, and is extremely beautiful. There is a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye.

"What does the great Spider Mother think of the revenge you offered her?" Charlotte raised her eyebrows and asked in a casual tone, as if she was just chatting.

Glazer raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and responded in a low voice:

"He was very satisfied. He even found a mount for Hamlet, who was eager for revenge, from the Golden King's Court to defend the King of the World Tree. Now, it is my turn to receive my reward."

Her voice was low and somewhat sarcastic, and her silver-gray drow eyes revealed obvious ambition. She glanced at Charlotte and said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Why? Didn't the great Lord of the Transformed Heaven give you the blessing you deserved?"

Hearing Glazer's ridicule, Charlotte's eyes flashed with an almost imperceptible haze, and then she smiled self-deprecatingly and said lightly:

"It is too difficult for us, the believers of the Changeling Heaven, to figure out what the great fraudulent counselor wants."

She looked up at the spider web on the top of the cave, with a hint of envy in her tone.

"Ever since the fourth sword-wielder of the Kingdom of Heaven appeared, the Lord of the Transformed Heaven has been deeply attracted to him. Our conspiracy can no longer arouse the appetite of that lord."

At this point, Charlotte's voice became calmer, but the complex emotions hidden in her tone could not be ignored.

"Since the appearance of the Golden Tree, the ancient living gods and the gods outside the borders have all turned their attention to Terra. Terra has ushered in an unprecedented event. Look, aren't you now working for the patron saint of the drow, the great Spider Mother, a powerful person in the Golden Court?"

After hearing this, Glazer raised her chin slightly, with a proud light in her eyes. She responded softly:

"The Great Power is only comparable to the living gods and the top multiple miracle holders on Terra. You know, miracles in the hands of gods are called divinity, authority, and great power..."

"Besides, the authority of the Mighty can only be fully exerted in one's own kingdom of God, or in the chaotic and evil outer planes of the ether."

"For example, the place ranked 66 that is invaded by endless demons and chaotic forces."

Glazer's tone was steady but revealed complex emotions that were difficult to describe:

"In the past, most gods could not pass through the Crystal Sky. Now they can pass through the boundary opened up by the World Tree... or the Golden Tree, and gather their strength again to watch over this land.

The Golden King Court, as an extraterritorial deity that shares some of the same qualities as the Golden Tree, is taking this opportunity to re-exert their influence on this world."

Glazer's voice sounded cold and solemn in the low cave. She paused for a moment, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, and then she said in a tone mixed with awe and faint fear:

"Also, do you know what the Kingdom of Heaven and the thaumaturgical scholars of Terra call these living gods and the mighty powers of the Golden Court...?"

Her words seemed to carry some kind of indescribable vibration, which made the air feel a little depressed.

She spoke slowly, the faint candlelight in the cave reflected in her eyes, and her voice dropped almost to a whisper:

"They call the gods - Information Integration."

The moment the words came out, there was an invisible chill in the air, and even Charlotte's usually cold face showed a strange look.

This title seems to be completely detached from the dignity and majesty that gods should have, and instead degrades those high and mighty gods into some kind of cold and ruthless existence.

"Information Integrator," Glazer repeated the name with a cold sarcasm in his voice, which was a mockery of those scholars, mixed with a fear that was difficult to conceal.

"This is utter blasphemy."

This designation reduces those ancient and powerful gods to mere carriers of information, denying the uniqueness of their divinity and existence.

To the gods' believers, such a title is not only derogatory, but also a complete denial of the divine nature.

"Think about it, Charlotte," Glazer's eyes flashed with an obscure light, "What kind of existence are these gods! They are the masters of the ether and the kings outside the endless plane. But those mortals who think they control knowledge dare to define them in such cold terms, as if they are just the result of some complex calculations!"

"They used the so-called genealogy to steal the gods' authority in the ether." Glazer continued, his voice becoming increasingly cold, as if he was venting his anger at the existence in the void.

"They used genealogies to systematically compile everything they knew in the Aether Ocean. Thaumaturgists have already begun to grasp the 'divinity' since the Crowner stage, but they call it the Crown, or the 'domain' - it is the root of all kinds of incredible changes."

Those gods who were once high and mighty were deconstructed by these mortals using reason and mathematics, and their power was split into "domain names" and "resources", becoming "data" that can be understood, controlled, and even manipulated.

This kind of deconstruction is a blasphemy and erosion of God.

A hierarchical structure of a 'domain schema' that allows different resources to be categorized and identified.

This not only makes domain names easier to understand and manage, but also enables hierarchical resolution - from high to low, querying downward step by step, and ultimately resolving the 'domain name' into the corresponding reality distortion.

This hierarchical structure and distributed design enables [Crown] to efficiently manage and resolve billions of 'domain names'.

The crown and the pedigree share glory.

The genealogy uses the [myth factor] of the mighty to accomplish all kinds of incredible things, and they analyze their own might through the genealogy's carrier mode.

The complexity hidden behind this system is far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

The skills of those magicians are based on the rules at the interface of reality and ether. They establish their own genealogy system by "depriving gods" of their power.

All of this is not only a usurpation of the gods, but also the ultimate challenge of mortals to the sacred realm.

The [Miracle] on the [Crown] is the beginning of the complete informatization of the individual. When they pass through the seven levels of ether, the individual powerful ones among the thaumaturges will completely become what they call - 'information integrators'.

Stealing divine power and dissecting divinity.

To the gods, this is simply blasphemy, a huge blasphemy!!!
For most of the gods in the Golden Court who need "faith tax" and "information assimilation (authority assimilation)" as a dependency.

Every thaumaturge on Terra is a heretic.

The Kingdom of Heaven is a heresy among heresies, a heresy among evils, and a devil among devils.

The word abyss is synonymous with heaven in all the heavens and worlds.

The four sword-wielding men are the four lords of the abyss who commit all kinds of evil, including burning, killing, looting and so on.

The decision-making meeting is the Demon King Council, and the thirteen decision-makers are the thirteen great demon kings who command the demons of the abyss.

Every large-scale expedition of the Kingdom of Heaven is called an abyss eruption.

Every turmoil in the kingdom of heaven will lead to inevitable disasters.

The establishment of the Golden Court is precisely to suppress the next round of abyss outbreak.

For the sake of their respective believers and the survival of the Kingdom of God, they must gather together and prepare to face the inevitable disaster.

However, the existence of the Golden Royal Court is just like that of all the countries in this land, each of which has its own little thoughts.

Sometimes it is more exciting when They are scattered than when They are together.

At least the people of the Golden Court did not expect that some of them had already begun to secretly lay out on Terra, trying to spread their own "information assimilation" and "mythological elements" on Terra.

[Lolth, the Spider Mother], is a powerful deity of the Golden Court [Panthema/Dark Gods]. Her power is extremely strong, especially in areas related to darkness, conspiracy, betrayal, deception and spiders. She has absolute dominance.

If He wants to exert His power in Terra as He does in His own kingdom of God and the heavens and all realms, He must leave His own 'mark' on this land.

As her believer, Irma Glazer chose the Spider Mother's favorite things - "conspiracy", "betrayal" and "deception".

Irma Glazer is a member of the Red Branch and a follower of the Spider Mother Lolth.

Her mission in the organization is to corrupt the minds of key figures through the Spider Mother's teachings in order to promote the realization of the Spider Mother's conspiracy in the real world.

She develops a close bond with Mikhail and gradually corrupts his heart through suggestion and manipulation, making him increasingly radical and violent.

Irma's motivations are closely tied to Rose's teachings.

"Fear is as strong as steel, but love and respect are weak. No one can rely on these useless emotions."

This is one of the teachings of the Spider Mother.

She corrupts Mikhail's mind and drives him onto a more extreme path, attempting to completely destroy the existing social order through the violent actions of liberating the hoofbeats, in order to expand the Spider Mother's power.

She believes Mikhail is the key to making this happen.

Now, she has done it.

Mikhail and the sound of liberation are heading towards her predetermined path...

Well, the only thing that surprised her was that Mikhail seemed a little too radical, or... stubborn.

Irma envisioned that Mikhail and the Hoofbeats of Liberation should start to create more riots in human society, expand toxins and riots among ordinary humans and infected groups, create social unrest, provoke class conflicts, corrode the power structure, and gradually achieve the pollution of the collapse of the entire society. Mikhail's violent actions have begun to produce the expected results - the contradictions between ordinary humans and infected people are intensifying, and class conflicts are imminent. Irma watched her plan gradually succeed and felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

The Spider Mother's power is expanding through her, and she believes that Mikhail is the most important link in the Spider Mother's conspiracy.

However, Mikhail seemed to have encountered some kind of "BUG" and had a conflict with the federal financial bigwig Adelaide Kurd and the Social and Cultural Committee.

There was still a subtle discomfort in her heart.

Whenever Mikhail took actions that were more radical than expected, Irma always felt a sense of disharmony.

He seems to have too much to do with federal financial bigwig Adelaide Kurd, and the Social and Cultural Council.

Their fight intensified until Irma Greiser almost lost control.

"Mikhail should have created more riots, more fear, instead of just fighting the fat pig."

She frowned, feeling a sense of unknown anxiety.

But soon, this feeling of discomfort disappeared, as if it had never existed, just like a [wrong thought] was directly deleted.

"That's right, Mikhail is on a more suitable path."

Whenever she felt doubtful, this firm thought would come up and suppress all the uneasiness and contradictions.

She firmly believed that all this was the will of the Spider Mother, and every decision Mikhail made was in line with the progress of the "great conspiracy."

She no longer doubted that her beliefs and plans were as impenetrable as a spider web.

Irma Grese stood in front of the altar. In the dark spider's nest, the air was filled with a cold and damp smell.

There were wriggling spider webs all around, as if silently waiting for her next instruction.

The candlelight flickered on the spider web, and the silk threads were breathing, closely connected to her heart.

Her dark skin gleamed coolly in the dim light, and her long silver hair fell to her shoulders.

The drow's slender fingers gently stroked the symbol on the altar, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"The power of Spider Mother Rose is expanding more smoothly across this land." She whispered, her tone full of satisfaction and awe.

“Plots, betrayals, deceptions, just as He loves them.”

Irma Greiser could feel the Spider Mother's power seeping into Terra's social fabric with her every action.

Each spider web symbolizes that her teachings are taking root and spreading in reality.

"Charlotte, everything is going according to plan," the drow looked up at the spider web in the darkness, his eyes flashing with fanaticism, "Rose's web will eventually cover Terra."

"Now, it's time for the last rites."

"Lolth, mother, allow me to weave this mortal's fate for you, to let him struggle in your web, to become a tool in your hands."

Her voice was subtle and low, as if coming from far away, yet full of control.

As she spoke, the spiders around began to crawl, and silk threads slowly emerged from the cracks behind the statue. An invisible hand tightly connected the thread of fate with Mikhail's symbol.

The drow elf pierced the obsidian crystal with a silver needle and pierced into the silk thread. The silk thread squirmed like a living thing, tightly wrapping the crystal, symbolizing her control over Mikhail's will.

Then, she took out a bottle of black liquid from her bosom, in which tiny black spiders could be faintly seen swimming.

She gently dripped the spider venom onto the obsidian crystal. The venom penetrated the surface of the crystal, slowly spreading and corroding everything.

"Let his mind be shrouded in shadows, unable to escape your control."

The drow whispered, his voice carrying some kind of indescribable temptation.

Her eyes flashed with greed, as if she had seen that Mikhail had completely become a pawn under her control.

At the moment the venom dripped, the shadow in the crack suddenly expanded, and some existence in the depths was awakened.

Mikhail, somewhere far away, suddenly felt an invisible force penetrating his soul. Anxiety and anger began to burn in his body like flames in the darkness, and his thoughts were consumed by some uncontrollable impulse.

As a final step, Irma pulled out a black spider from her arms and pierced its body with a sharp blade.

The spider's blood dripped onto the symbol, and the black blood slowly seeped into every corner of the spider web and crystal.

There seemed to be a whisper in her ears, a gentle and terrible whisper that seemed to overflow from the cracks, carrying the pleasure and appreciation of the Spider Mother Rose.

[You did well, my loyal child——]

Rose's voice was like a tentacle caressing her soul, chilling.

Irma Glazer felt a surge of power coming out of the crack, and the spider statue's eyes flashed red, enveloping her.

The Spider Mother's will was wrapped around her like a silk thread, and her existence seemed to be completely integrated into this huge web.

After the ceremony, Irma Glazer felt the power from the abyss surging in her body, and she became the weaver in the hands of the Spider Mother.

A silver spider web bracelet quietly appeared on her wrist, woven densely and delicately.

It emitted a faint glow, symbolizing her victory and the Spider Mother's reward.

The drow can also summon the Spider Mother's divine projection just like they summon the Overmind Avatar, and she can even further evolve the divine projection into an avatar.

Gain some of the power equivalent to that of the [Crown].

This method of spreading the doctrine (information assimilation) by just going through rituals and completing the tasks assigned by the gods is countless times more convenient and faster than the "heretical" method of genealogy.

Believers of the gods in all the heavens and worlds regard the law of genealogy as a path of decadence and filth.

In the dim spider web nest, the faint light shone on the two women, and the air was filled with a damp and cold smell.

Irma Glazer gently stroked the silver spider web bracelet on her wrist, with a hint of smugness that was hard to conceal on the corners of her mouth.

She ran her fingers over the smooth silk, a smug look on her face.

"When do you think Mikhail and the sound of liberation will completely explode and ignite the gift you prepared for him?" Charlotte Corday asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Glazer chuckled, his eyes full of confidence and fanaticism.

She answered calmly:
"In one week, six days to be exact, Mikhail will bring fireworks prepared by his mother to the New Manhattan and the whole new world."

There was an indescribable pride in her voice; she had foreseen that Mikhail's actions would create an unprecedented storm in New Manhattan.

She raised her head slightly, her face showing an extremely arrogant expression, as if she had already witnessed the carnival of destruction.

"At that time, the fragments of the Kingdom of God prepared by Mother will be integrated into the new world openly with the help of fireworks."

She spoke in an almost frenetic tone, as if the moment was imminent.

Charlotte nodded, thought for a moment, and then said slowly:
"Mother has taken control of the new world."

Her tone was calm, but with an unshakable confidence.

"Even Hugh Abraham couldn't be stopped."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them fell into a subtle tacit understanding.

They knew very well that the arrival of the Spider Mother would completely change the fate of this world.

Once the power of the Spider Mother successfully infiltrates into the New World, the entire structure of the New World will undergo earth-shaking changes.

They have made sufficient preparations for this moment.

Through clever manipulation, Charlotte and Glazer continued to incite the anger of the Liberation Movement while guiding the Cultural Committee to make a tougher response.

They are secretly pushing all this, pushing the conflict to an irreconcilable point.

All the frictions and riots were the result of their careful planning.

Glazer laughed softly:
"At that moment, Mikhail and the sound of liberation will become the fuse that ignites this catastrophe, and the power of the mother will quickly take root in the chaos and devour everything."

Charlotte nodded slightly when she heard this.

The arrival of the Spider Queen is an opportunity with no disadvantages for the Red Branch Organization.

They had been planning for a long time, just waiting for this moment to completely detonate the situation in the entire new world.

However, as the two were confidently discussing the future, they did not notice that in an inconspicuous corner of the nest, a [∞] Möbius strip symbol quietly emerged.

This mysterious symbol emits a faint fluorescence, like a lurking eye, quietly watching everything.

The symbol flickered in the air for a moment, and then was engraved deeply into the corner of the wall.

They were totally unaware of this.

They are still too ignorant to know that all the gifts bestowed by fate have already been secretly marked with a price.

Never think that you can easily obtain something. Even if you can easily obtain some gifts in life, you will eventually have to pay a price, because all this success is built on countless "BUGs".

Once enough "wrong" elements accumulate.

[If you lose control, you will explode! ]

From the beginning to the end, disaster has been watching everything.

Including... spiders that weave spider webs.

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(End of this chapter)