Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 769 New Legions II
Sage Samuel Kylaser clutched his chest tightly, his pale face covered with cold sweat.

As he was shaking, he staggered a few steps, his knees went weak, and he fell to the ground. A suppressed whimper came from his throat, and then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood splattered on the ground, appearing a glaring scarlet color.

He panted, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice trembled with anger and weakness:
"My Book of Sages...!"

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the moment he raised his head, his eyes burned with anger.

Opposite him, the silver-robed wizard Geoffrey de la Tour was also unable to remain calm. His nails dug deeply into his staff, his eyes fixed fixedly on the front, his usually gloomy face now filled with shock and disbelief.

His voice was low and hoarse, but it revealed an undisguised nervousness:

"He tore open the world barrier..."

Samuel raised his head with difficulty and looked forward following Joffrey's gaze. His pupils suddenly contracted at this moment.

An indescribable fear surged from his spine. He supported himself on the ground with both hands, trying to hold back the blood boiling in his chest. His voice was trembling and he almost lost his confidence:

"what is that?"

In front of them, a silver-white crack began to appear in the void. In the crack, silver light tore through the surrounding space like a sharp blade.

It was like a curtain lifted by the gods.

A silver lever slowly emerged from the void, flashing a cold light, and then it opened up the surrounding space easily as if casually pulling aside a curtain.

That moment.

The light poured into the small garden world.

As the rift opened completely, a pure white figure slowly emerged.

He had thirty-six pairs of wings of burning light particles on his back, his hair was as white as snow, his eyes were like the bright moonlight in the sky, and an elusive smile hung on his handsome face.

It is an innate majesty and a sense of presence that is unrivaled by the vast universe.

"Finally found you."

Xia Xiu was suspended in the void, holding the ever-resisting "Book of Sages" in his left hand, his voice gentle and clear.

Samuel's blood almost completely cooled at this moment. He felt as if his spine was pierced by something cold, and the chill surged from the inside out.

He opened his mouth, trying to control his fear, but his voice was still trembling:

"Hugh Abraham, let me go, the entire Naga Ring and the Book of Sages... are all yours."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, trying his best to make his posture appear sincere and humble.

He knew that the fourth sword-wielder in the Kingdom of Heaven was no ordinary opponent, and any attempt to struggle would only hasten his death.

Samuel Kylasser still has the deep-rooted Auror thinking of the Hundred Layer World in his mind.

In the Hundred Layers World, although the plane wars are bloody, for the Auror class, being captured in the war usually does not mean death, but rather means negotiation, redemption and economic transactions.

Aurors are usually of similar social status, and based on this status, they often follow a tacit agreement not to kill each other.

As part of the ruling class of the Magic Web and Crystal Wall systems of various realms, killing an Auror captive would not only undermine the trust between the Aurors, but might also provoke revenge from enemy families or allies.

Of course, Samuel Kailasel selectively ignored the Dark Lord's "various atrocities" in the Naga Ring - mainly the bloody killing of Kailasel.

The reason why we choose to ignore it is because we still have a hope in our hearts.

As a sage and the lord of the plane, his status is much higher than other Aurors of the Kelasel family.

The fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven should choose to let him go for the sake of future political interests in the Hundred Layers World. After all, this would maximize the benefits and would not cause fierce resistance from the Auror families in other dimensions of the Hundred Layers World.

He looked at the other person expectantly and found that the white-haired angel was casually weighing the book that was struggling and jumping in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face, as if he was considering whether to let him go.

So, feeling hopeful, old turtle Samuel Kylaser continued:

"And that's not all—"

Samuel tried to gain further chance of survival, with a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

"I can use my Merlin First Class Medal certification and my assets in other dimensions—"

Before he could finish his words, Geoffrey de la Tour behind him had silently stepped back a few steps and protected the sage in front of him.

His face was as dark as iron, and he looked at the sage as if he were a unique fool.

Xia Xiu's pair of white eyes, as pure as fresh snow, swept over all of this coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

Then, the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand moved slightly, a silver light flashed, and a strange symbol suddenly appeared on the sage's chest - [∞].

buzzing-

The symbol was like a Möbius strip connected end to end, emitting a faint silver light and began to rotate at an astonishing speed, as if carrying some irresistible force to tear apart reality.

Samuel looked down at his chest, incredible fear in his eyes, and he let out a shrill cry.

"I have other chips, I have other..."

Poof————

Before he could finish his words, the Möbius strip exploded, and the sage's chest was torn open. A huge hole appeared instantly, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, while internal organs and bones were splattered all over the ground in the explosion.

"Hugh Abraham, you—"

His body trembled a few times, his eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, and then he fell to the ground, and the blood in his chest quickly turned into a glaring scarlet.

"Confused."

Xia Xiu spoke lightly, the silver lever in his hand emitting a faint glow, his voice was gentle, but with a biting chill.

"If I kill you, they'll be mine too."

His eyes just casually glanced at the sage who was lying on the ground with his eyes open, as if he was looking at an object that had long lost its value, and then slowly turned to Joffrey.

Geoffrey de la Tour gripped the staff tightly in his hand, and his old fingers trembled slightly from the excessive force.

His face was as pale as a piece of thin paper and his eyes swept over the corpse on the ground with complicated expressions.

He did not feel any anger or sympathy for Samuel's plea for mercy and tragic death.

He just sighed coldly - too stupid.

Samuel actually tried to exchange his wealth, honor and illusory future for his life?

In Joffrey's opinion, this behavior was even more ridiculous than persuading the Four Chaos Lords to convert to light in person.

"Do you have anything to say, Silver Wizard?"

Xia Xiu's voice came from the front, calm and indifferent, without any ups and downs.

Joffrey raised his head and looked at the heavenly angel with feathers of light on his back.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking his own powerlessness at the moment.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he was organizing his words, and then slowly spoke:
"If I say that the death of the management bureau officer was an accident and had nothing to do with me, would you believe me?"

When Xia Xiu heard this, his eyes, as pure white as fresh snow, carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

He watched it very seriously.

"I believe it." He said softly, without any hesitation in his tone.

"But you are going to die here today."

Joffrey took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly with the movement.

He raised his head, and there was no longer any retreat or hesitation in his eyes. It was a kind of calmness and stubbornness that came from seeing through life and death.

He closed his eyes gently, then slowly opened them, a look of determination appearing on his old face.

"If you want to fight, fight without reservation; if you want to lose, lose without regrets - come on, Hugh Abraham."

Faced with an invincible enemy, Geoffrey de la Tour did not choose to surrender, he gave his own answer.

Faced with inevitable failure, reason requires him to continue to fight hard, because the meaning of action lies not in the result but in dignity.

Since you started it, you must bear all the consequences.

"You have human virtues," Xia Xiu said calmly, his tone mixed with a kind of silent admiration, but as cold as frost and snow.

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"pity……"

“If anyone sins, he must make atonement for his sin; but if there is no sacrifice for sin, his sin will be on himself.”

As soon as the two finished their conversation, a solemn and murderous feeling filled the air, and it was as quiet as the moment before a storm.

In that brief silence, a tall incarnation quietly emerged behind the silver-robed wizard Geoffrey de la Tour.

The avatars take human form, but are very different from humans.

His body was tall and straight, covered with dark blue carapace. Every piece of the carapace gleamed with a cold metallic light, like a natural armor.

His facial features were distinct, but they looked even more hideous because they were covered by a shell.

There was a deep blue light in his eyes, as if it could penetrate the abyss of people's hearts.

In his right hand, he held a coiled giant snake, with a faint deep blue flame burning all over the snake, as if its soul was struggling in the flames. The snake's body squirmed from time to time, as if it had life, yet was filled with a breath of death.

[Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars: Andumaelius! ]

[Andumaelius], a count of the demon rank of Solomon, controls the secrets of evil and bad deals. His power can see through all fraud and theft, and can even track stolen items and reveal the hidden truth.

Now, his strength was borrowed by Joffrey as a last-ditch counterattack.

However, before the demon god could fully display his power, a familiar vibration was heard around him.

"Buzz——"

Time, stop flowing!
Time stopped again at this moment. The gray and white world replaced the original color. Everything stopped instantly. Even the burning flames were frozen in the air and the snake's wriggling was frozen in mid-air.

Xia Xiu's figure was like a ray of light, quietly moving through the gray space and time.

The [Lever of Heaven] in his hand flashed with silver light, turned into a straight trajectory, and pierced directly into the chest of the silver-robed wizard.

"Buzz——"

Time, resume the flow!
The moment time was restored, Joffrey's body suddenly flew backwards, and a huge stick-shaped dent suddenly appeared on his chest, deeply embedded in his body. That was the trajectory of the [Heaven's Lever]'s attack, like a staff of the gods, irresistible.

Joffrey tumbled in the air, blood gushing from his mouth.

He hit the ground hard, barely using his staff to support his shaky body.

His incarnation [Andumalius] still stood behind him, but the deep blue flame had obviously dimmed, symbolizing that its owner's vitality was rapidly fading.

However, Xia Xiu stood in place, his eyes slightly focused, and he noticed something unusual.

Two objects fell beside Joffrey.

One was a rag doll torn in half, with black lines stained on the fabric like flowing shadows; the other was an old pocket watch with motionless hands on its dial and complex runes carved on the cover.

These two objects emit faint spiritual fluctuations.

Xia Xiu didn't come closer.

He frowned, and the halo behind him flickered slightly, and the power of [Perfect Prosthetic Eye] was activated.

In his vision, the world becomes transparent and complex.

Countless dots and lines flowed before his eyes like a tide.

The trajectory of time, the folding of space, and tiny spiritual fluctuations are all interpreted into readable information.

His eyes quickly swept over the place where the silver-robed wizard fell, but he did not sense any clear flow of life.

"It's not the real body..."

Xia Xiu's gaze became deeper and he looked around.

The lines extended and intertwined, gradually leading him to discover an abnormal fluctuation.

It was a folded and hidden space layer, with ripples barely perceptible, but under the analysis of the [Perfect Prosthetic Eye], nothing could escape its detection.

Xia Xiu's pupils contracted slightly.

In the space, a vague figure gradually emerged.

That is the silver-robed wizard Geoffrey, and his incarnation behind him [Andumaelius, one of the Seventy-two Pillars of Solomon].

Geoffrey's body was slightly hunched, and he seemed to be gasping for breath.

His staff was tightly gripped in his hand, a cold gleam in his eyes, while his avatar stood behind him, the coiled serpent in his hand no longer burning, but seemed poised to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

"Pretty cunning."

Xia Xiu spoke calmly, his voice carrying an unquestionable coldness.

He raised his hand slightly, and the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand emitted a silver light. He tapped it lightly, and a crisp vibration immediately sounded in the air.

The space layer was torn open, and the hidden figure of the silver-robed wizard was instantly exposed in front of him.

Joffrey raised his head with great effort, staring deeply at the pure white angel in front of him.

His face was covered in blood, and a few strands of silver hair stuck to his temples, making him look particularly disheveled.

Xia Xiu's figure was reflected in his pupils. The indifference revealed by the white hair and white eyes and the majesty emanating from the halo made him unable to look directly at it.

His lips trembled, as if he was struggling to speak out some unacceptable truth.

"Time..." His voice was low and trembling, "One of your abilities... is to control time."

Xia Xiu was slightly startled, then he smiled calmly. He gently turned the [Heaven's Lever] in his hand, and silver light flowed at the tip of the lever, just like his nonchalant tone at the moment.

"Found?"

He looked down at Joffrey.

"so what?"

"Buzz——"

Geoffrey's pale face was frozen in time.