Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 872 Blood Oath Legion

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

A whole half month.

The transformation operation has never been closed, and the spiritual circuit of the divine fluid injection chamber is running day and night.

In Xia Xiu's hands, the three hundred sons of the courtyard in Phase I - without exception, completed the chimera and fusion of the twenty-four holy castings.

Reenacting ancient rituals like ancient Sarkic sacrifices.

It was as if on an invisible production line of flesh and blood, inhuman weapons were constantly being replicated, carved, and reshaped.

They were connected to the core of the ritual one by one, debugged personally by Xia Xiu, and injected with the fragments of the divine flesh structure.

Every person who completes the operation will be quietly marked by the Sarkic lineage during the brief period of low-pressure hibernation after the operation.

But unlike the real flesh-and-blood enemies, they have never accepted the instructions and contamination of the flesh-and-blood masters.

They do not belong to Him Whose covering is limitless.

They belong only to the master of the courtyard.

The Children of the Courtyard are "recognized" by the Sarkic lineage, but cannot be contained.

The Sarkic system identifies them as;

[Inserted and unmarked creation].

They are the prototypes of creation that Hugh Abraham stole from the theology of flesh and blood.

One after another.

Until the last completed body walked out from under the stage, he was picked up by Broly, the commander of the Imperial Guards, and included in the basic tactical adaptation class of the training camp.

The entire operating room finally fell silent.

Xia Xiu stood alone in the center. He looked up, and the floating light terminal in front of him unfolded with his consciousness.

——That is the terminal of the Sarkic lineage.

A red light curtain slowly popped up.

[Unnamed Flesh and Blood Enemy·Gene Structure Template]

[Infrastructure status: 100%]

[The completeness is up to standard and meets the gene archiving standard. ]

[Confirmed modules: 19]

[Organ number: [001]~[019]]

[Module adaptation level: A level]

【Personality Chimerism Feedback: Stable】

[Smart command binding location: Eden]

[Current status: Unnamed/Unarchived]

The light curtain shook slowly, as if waiting for the master's final instructions.

Xia Xiu was silent for a moment, then slowly extended his hand.

His fingertips rested on the naming box.

No hesitation.

No modification.

Only two words:
——【Blood Oath】.

The next moment, the terminal vibrated.

[Template named: Blood Oath]

【Archive No.: PSI-0001】

[Analysis structure diagram: Uploading...]

[Enable verification seed identifier: ND format adaptation]

[Confirmation: As a benchmark gene seed, is it marked as a universal control prototype for subsequent templates? ]

He smiled lightly, raised the corners of his lips, and murmured softly:
"of course."

The terminal freezes for a few seconds and then confirms.

【Archive completed】

[PSI-0001 "Blood Oath" Gene Seed Template - Established]

[Attached standard transformation procedure: 19 holy casting operations, confirmed to be effective and stable]

[This template can be used for subsequent batch implantation/rapid mass production/sub-personality compilation process]

[Authorization Identifier Holder: Hugh Abraham]

The moment the light curtain went out, the lights in the entire operating theater dimmed.

Xia Xiu closed his eyes.

He stood in the empty theater, like a calm god who had just finished writing Genesis, watching all these creations that had once boiled, howled, and surged die down.

he knows.

The Blood Oath Legion is just the first legion.

Next, he will cast more.

More loyal, perfect, and irreconcilable "flesh and blood enemies".

They will no longer fear the gods.

The bloody wave of the Sarkic lineage will once again sweep across the world.

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Tunaras First Ring Scientific Research Area, deep preparation layer.

A "sanctuary construction order" was sent from the core interface of the Governor's Office, passing through layers of encrypted channels and falling into the city center of Tunaras.

In just one hour, the entire administrative network began to fine-tune: administrative personnel dispatch, space compression and deployment, building mobilization, equipment registration...

It was like a sleeping giant ship slowly turning its guns.

Xia Xiu personally checked the allocation authority and withdrew the Zhujie Construction Co., Ltd. under the Administration from the original border development plan and directly invested it in the lower level of the Tunaras main ring to build the Blood Oath Sanctuary.

His command was clear and direct:
"I want a central core that can accommodate twelve transformation pods."

"I want a multi-threaded Holy Casting operating room cluster, with three doctors and ten recorders on each floor."

"I want you to establish the foundation of war in the name of the sanctuary."

Xia Xiu himself was sitting in the deliberation hall of the Governor's Mansion, holding a silver staff, rubbing his brows and clearing his thoughts.

Ever since entering the Ivy League War and establishing the courtyard, he has been working non-stop.

This is even more of a corporate slave than when I was the fourth sword-wielder in Heaven. There is never enough work to do.

At this moment, two figures were walking into this cold light hall.

A tall, steady man wearing a combat long windbreaker, his eyes filled with wildness and tranquility condensed from years of natural resonance with the front lines.

He was none other than the special operator Xia Xiu had specially transferred from the Administration, Qingniu; Evan Lowell.

The other person - wearing a light-colored officer's dress, with emerald green hair neatly tied up, wearing glasses, and a little dark circles between her eyebrows.

This person was naturally Xia Xiu's former classmate who had been forced to work overtime, and now the Dean of Academic Affairs of the courtyard - Camille Schiffini.

They both bowed their heads at the same time.

"Your Majesty."

Xia Xiu nodded, without any politeness or unnecessary preface.

He spoke directly, his voice as steady as iron:
"Green Ox."

Evan raised his eyes and stood straight.

"From today on, the implementation of the 'Sanctuary' will be your responsibility."

"You are neither an engineer nor a commander, but you are the recipient of the final favor."

"I want you to use your sense of nature to penetrate the marrow of this planet."

"Choose a node between the earth veins and the space network where spirituality flows, the earth energy is stable, and the authority-bearing capacity is strong."

“Not an architectural sanctuary.”

“It’s about – embedding it into Tunaras and making it come alive.”

Qingniu was silent for half a second, then nodded solemnly:

"...Understood. I will personally survey every stratum and every inch of the structure."

"I will make it beat in sync with the heartbeat of Tunaras."

Xia Xiu nodded and turned to look at the figure on the other side.

Camille Schiffini.

She was standing with her head bowed, with no attempt to hide the dark circles under her eyes - she had no intention of wearing any makeup, not even using the mind-masking technique.

Xia Xiu's eyes sank, noticing her slightly bloodshot eyes. Camille noticed it, and perhaps out of professional instinct, she gently adjusted her glasses, trying to hide her unadorned fatigue.

She spoke softly, as if she was reporting on her own initiative:

"…Recently, the mental flow of the second-phase freshmen has been unstable. I used two masks to intervene in the soothing layer, and the remaining six masks are used to arrange the student structure stabilization plan…"

"Plus I was in charge of file cataloging and psychological tracking... I didn't get much sleep."

"Eden can help me replenish my spirituality, it's no problem."

The king of office animals felt a sense of resentment and touched his nose awkwardly.

The next words suddenly became lighter, his voice paused slightly, and his tone lowered a little:
"Camille."

"…Now, in addition to taking care of the Phase II students, you also need to start doing something more difficult."

He looked into her eyes and said slowly, word by word:

"I need you to cultivate the Creator."

Camille was stunned, frowning slightly.

Xia Xiu continued:
"I will give you the information related to the Blood Oath Sanctuary directly."

"You have eight personality masks, and each one can function independently. You alone can function as nine high-level thaumaturges."

“You have talent.”

"I want you to establish the first phase of the 'Sacred Casting Physician' training program within half a month and complete the formation of the first batch of core medical officers."

"You will be their master."

"You need to teach them: anatomical authority, organ chimera logic, God's Flesh rejection method, personality anchoring hierarchical algorithm..."

“And after you’ve learned all the material, you can start the first steps of modular surgery.”

He paused.

"It starts with you installing the second heart - the Heart of Revelation - with your own hands."

Camille was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath.

She lowered her head, her eyes calm.

"……it is good."

"I come."

Xia Xiu stared at her, his eyes softened slightly for a moment, and then he said softly:
"If you can't hold on any longer, tell Eden."

Camille said nothing, but nodded.

"……no problem."

Her voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear.

"Eden has Memu technology."

"She can adjust the frequency of my soul load and convert dreams into fragmented thought interfaces, which means that I am processing data while I sleep."

"And the sensory leap system that accelerates thinking can compress an hour's work into twenty minutes."

She pushed up her glasses, her tone calm and almost indifferent:

"If we really fight hard... with a little more work, we can hold on."

"It's not the first time."

Xia Xiu looked at her overly calm face for a moment, his eyes darkened for a moment, but in the end he said nothing.

He knew she wasn't lying.

This made the king of office workers feel more guilty.

But there is no way. Given the current situation in the courtyard, the cattle and horses have to continue to work as cattle.

"There is one more thing I need to report to you."

"You should visit the Astra Militarum recruiting hub yourself sometime."

"It's expanding faster than you expected."

"I just retrieved the data from Eden. The entire colonial hub has now entered a semi-automatic expansion phase. The eight anomalous capital companies responsible for winning over the anomalous capital have formed a temporary network that is similar to a mutual fight and reluctant cooperation."

"In just these few days, nearly 150,000 people have been drafted into the Astra Militarum reserve."

She raised her eyes, her tone calm but with a warning tone:

“These people come from mixed backgrounds.”

"Some are from Terra's old colonies, some are border nomads transferred from other planes of the universe, and a few... are not even pure human blood."

“Abnormal capital is eating into this market.”

"They seized on the selling point of 'Joining the Astra Militarum will earn you the Gift of Abraham' and placed bets like crazy."

Xia Xiu listened quietly.

It wasn't until Camille mentioned 'Joining the Astra Militarum would earn you the Gift of Abraham' that he raised his eyebrows slightly.

He wasn't surprised.

In fact—he had known this day would come.

From the moment he chose to open part of the courtyard's extended system to eight abnormal capital companies, he understood that these guys could accelerate the advancement of the system, but would also inevitably bring side effects.

They are not philanthropists, nor are they believers.

They are commercial behemoths.

He is a trading maniac who can unpack gods and put souls on the market.

He retracted his gaze, and asked calmly without changing his tone:

"…What did they do?"

Camille opened the notebook in her hand, and lightly stroked the rune page with her fingertips. Several pieces of information appeared in front of her like a data waterfall.

She raised her eyes and reported calmly:
"MC&D Co., Ltd. has established an underground 'black gold network' outside of Tunaras, bypassing standard credit supervision through a virtual psychic coin + divine token trading system."

“On the surface, it’s an incentive mechanism, but in reality, it’s about building a closed loop of economic dependence on the hub.”

"Anderson Robotics Company is selling prosthetic products in large quantities, with wholesale prices so low that there is almost no profit."

"But there is a frequency out-of-control vulnerability in its core implant system, which has induced at least nine cyberpsychosis attacks, three of which are currently being recorded in Adam's mental pathology database."

"Ginberg-Leitz Co., Ltd. directly added soul pledge clauses to the contract, forming a disguised extraordinary human labor contract transaction, and the scale has expanded to more than a thousand people."

"Some people in the hub did not realize when they signed the contract that they were 'selling' part of the sovereignty of their soul."

Camille continued:
"Finally, there is Gaizhibao Co., Ltd."

"The line of chips they're launching induces high-voltage psionic blast feedback in certain neural casts."

"So far, eleven explosions have been confirmed, resulting in forty-seven casualties among the hub population."

“Still not recalled.”

Xia Xiu rubbed his forehead gently, as if he was finally forced to be pulled back from the calm overall plan to the mess of reality.

He sighed, with a hint of suppressed coldness in his tone:

"……I see."

"These guys shouted slogans loudly at first, but what happened?"

"It seems that I still can't control my instincts."

"Every one of them tries to implant selfish desires into the gaps in the rules." Xia Xiu tapped his knuckles on the silver staff twice.

He raised his eyes, as if he remembered something.

"…the company responsible for training the Astra Militarum, the Valraven Company."

"where are they?"

"Can you be that honest?"

Camille frowned slightly when she heard this, and it was obvious that she had already prepared for this part.

She flipped through the terminal in her hand, quickly pulled out a section of the report from the Secretariat, and reported in a low voice:
"Valraven is currently - indeed doing what they promised."

"The training module they are responsible for is progressing very quickly. Currently, 50,000 Astra Militarum troops have completed basic military training, and some of the reserve forces are ready for deployment."

"The command and basic drill structure of the entire Astra Militarum Army is indeed based on the 'Garden Instructions', with no trace of private modification."

She paused, and her tone changed slightly:
"……but."

"There is a briefing from the Sons of the Yard stationed in the Colonial Hub."

"They said they recently transported a relatively large ether general-purpose machine from the deep space commercial transport line - it may be a third-generation weapon."

“It is currently hidden at the bottom of the A-22 storage complex and has not been registered or reported.”

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Camille continued:
"Besides, there is something more worthy of vigilance."

"They have recently frequently mobilized internal researchers to try to understand the structure of the gospel sanctuary and the authority resonance mechanism that you drive in Tunaras through public and private channels."

“The frequency of intelligence detection and the depth of access are increasing.”