Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1012 [Courtyard Template 2: Son of Horus]

After bathing in the wolf king's blood, Alan's body twitched several times.

The bulging blood vessels gradually calmed down, and the bloodshot light in his eyes slowly faded. It was as if a nightmare had been abruptly ended; his chest rose and fell, and his breathing became regular again.

The rage of bloodlust has vanished.

Instead, there is a sense of stability that rises from the depths of one's bones.

Alan slowly opened his eyes, a moment of confusion flashing in his pupils, but it quickly settled. He saw it—the boy beside the operating table, head bowed, putting away his scalpel.

Lupercal.

In an instant, Ailan's heart tightened.

It wasn't fear, nor gratitude, but an indescribable instinct.

Just like an ordinary male wolf in a wolf pack, when it sees the alpha male, it will naturally lower its head and feel its breath pressure.

He could clearly sense that in this child's blood, there was a higher and purer imprint than his own, which was suppressing the restlessness within him in a series of interconnected ways.

He remained silent.

I just subconsciously controlled my breathing and slowed down my movements.

Lupercal was also staring at him. A complex light flickered in the boy's eyes, both strange and familiar; it was as if he were facing his own kind for the first time, yet also as if it were an innate sense of belonging. A strange feeling welled up within him—not simple joy, but a chilling realization:

These people will become his wolf pack in the future.

Alan slowly sat up from the ground, his breathing heavy, but the frenzy from before was gone.

He looked down at his hands; the veins on the backs of his hands were still bulging, but the uncontrollable restlessness was gone, replaced by a sense of calm strength. He knew that he was no longer the mortal he once was.

However, when he looked up again and saw Lupercal approaching him, his chest tightened suddenly.

That was not simply oppression.

It is an instinctive surrender.

Alan felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping the depths of his soul. He breathed heavily, but dared not look away.

This boy, who looks twelve years old, is no longer a child in his eyes, but the wolf king, the source of his bloodline.

Even just standing in front of him, Alan felt like a wild beast stripped of its armor, naked and exposed to his gaze.

He slowly bent his knees, touching the ground with one knee, and lowered his head.

The action was not conscious, but an instinctive response.

“...My king.”

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried a deep-seated reverence.

Lupercal paused slightly, a surge of indescribable emotion welling up within him. He had never requested such a form of address, but when Alan uttered those two words, he clearly felt that the connection of blood and will had been irreversibly formed.

The boy raised his hand, his fingertips still stained with undried blood. He looked at Alan kneeling before him, his eyes filled with complex emotions, yet gradually hardening with determination.

"...Stand up."

These few words, though brief, sounded like a command from the depths of one's blood.

Monford stood silently to the side, finally understanding that Xia Xiu's words about the first son of the family were no exaggeration.

In fact, the core of the wolf pack that Abraham truly wanted to build was never himself, but the wolf king in front of him.

At the same time, he also understood his mission: he was a "hacker".

Below the wolf king, the sharpest fangs.

Now that the wolf pack has been born, he must become the first shield to protect the wolf king and the first to tear apart the enemy's teeth.

"This is my duty," he murmured to himself.

"No matter how dark the future may be, no matter how many conspiracies the Fifth Church may have, I will be at the forefront to pave the way for Lord Abraham and for this firstborn son."

On the other side, Xia Xiu's gaze remained fixed on Ai Lan.

The suppressed restlessness has completely subsided, replaced by an unprecedented calm and tranquility.

With a slight thought, the luminous terminal in front of him unfolded.

—The terminal of the Desire for Flesh lineage.

A crimson light screen slowly opened in the void, and streams of data appeared like flowing blood, radiating a cold and solemn light.

[Unnamed Flesh and Blood Enemy: Gene Structure Template]

[Basic Construction Status: 100%]

[Completeness meets the standards for gene archiving]

[Confirmed Module: 19]

Organ ID: [001]~[019]

[Module compatibility level: S]

[Personality Embedding Feedback: Stable]

[Smart Command Binding Bit: Eden]

Current status: Unnamed/Unarchived

The data jumped from line to line, eventually settling on the light screen.

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes.

stable.

100% construction rate.

There was no blood rage, no mental rift, and no red alert for rejection.

The results of the Desire Lineage assessment told him that this was not a half-finished product on the verge of collapse, but a qualified creation polished to its limit.

[Compatibility: S-level]

[Potential Assessment: Extremely High/Controllable]

[Negative module: Not detected]

Xia Xiu exhaled softly and tapped his silver cane with his fingertips.

"...It's completely clean?"

He couldn't help but mutter a sentence to himself.

If it weren't for the cold, hard results displayed on the screen in front of him, he would have even suspected that there was a problem with the terminal.

"Did I pull out the hidden prize? Did the Four Monarchs not set a trap for this child?"

The thought popped into Xia Xiu's mind, making him chuckle to himself.

Based on his experience, the Four Lords would leave hooks and traps on any "perfect embryo," either flaws or potential out-of-control factors, so that they could manipulate it at some point in the future.

But now—at least from the scan results of the lust lineage—there are no passively planted schemes in this child's body; on the contrary, the entire module is stable and highly adaptable.

Xia Xiu's gaze gradually calmed down, a mysterious golden light gleaming deep in his pupils.

what does this mean?
This means that Lupercal is not only the first son of the family, but also a perfect base to support the son of the courtyard.

However, Xia Xiu still remained vigilant; those four troublemakers were no good.

The four monarchs were never trustworthy allies, nor were they colleagues with whom one could let one's guard down.

Every "gift" they leave behind could potentially turn into a poisonous thorn in the future, backfiring on them. The pervasive influence of chaos is as all-pervasive as the wind; if there is even the slightest lapse in vigilance, it will penetrate and completely erode them.

He slowly pulled himself out of his thoughts and turned his gaze to the boy in front of him.

Lupercal stood there quietly, his back slightly youthful, yet the oppressive aura flowing from the depths of his blood was impossible to ignore. He was the Son of the First Return, the first perfect embryo to successfully return.

Xia Xiu knew that his future was limitless, but he also knew that if this potential was not properly tamed, it would eventually get out of control.

Xia Xiu already had a plan in mind.

He wanted to raise these children under his watchful eye, from their initial ignorance as infants to their gradual understanding of good and evil, and finally to their learning to shoulder responsibility. He wanted to personally guide them every step of the way, teaching them how to harness their own power, rather than being dragged along by it.

Xia Xiu wanted to hone them into the sharpest blades, capable of both protecting the future of Heaven and helping him to gradually tear away the veil and uncover the truth hidden behind everything.

They are the key force in his achievement of the Kingdom of Heaven, and they are also his children.

In the dimly lit underground space, the air was still filled with the metallic smell of surgical instruments.

Lupercal stood beside his father, the boy's clear eyes sparkling with a light he had never seen before.

He lowered his head, feeling the faint pulse deep within his chest and neck. It was a sensation that defied description, like a completely new rhythm between his blood and soul. These were not external things, but a power that naturally merged with his body.

He got it.

That was exactly what my father meant by the primordial seed.

There were many of them, like embers dormant within him, ready to be awakened at any moment.

He turned to look at Xia Xiu, his eyes holding a hint of childlike hesitation, yet also a determination beyond his years:

"Father, shall we continue?"

The sound was very soft, yet exceptionally clear in the quiet space.

As he finished speaking, his gaze slowly shifted to Seris on the other side. The man, a former ranger, stood frozen, his expression incredibly complex. Nervousness caused his fingers to unconsciously twist the hem of his clothes; anticipation, however, kept his eyes fixed on Alan.

Alan had completed his holy forging; his steel-like body and renewed aura undoubtedly proclaimed his new identity. Seris watched all this, his chest heaving, as if he were about to unleash all the emotions he had suppressed for so long.

Tension and longing intertwined in his eyes—he feared the unknown, but he feared falling behind even more.

Xia Xiu did not rush to let Lupercal continue. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and placed his palm on the top of Lupercal's head.

“You did a great job, Lupercal,” he praised with a smile.

The boy was slightly taken aback.

The temperature of the palm on his head wasn't scorching, but it felt like a steady force pressing down on him, both heavy and reassuring. He didn't resist; he simply closed his eyes subconsciously, letting this strange yet familiar sensation seep into his heart.

Xia Xiu quickly withdrew his hand and then said:

"Before proceeding with the next holy forging, I need you to complete one thing."

Your genetic seed template needs a name that belongs to you. This is the second set of genetic seeds for the courtyard, belonging to you, and will continue according to your will from now on.

Therefore, the power to name it is in your hands.

Upon hearing this, Lupercal fell into deep thought.

"Well, the name..."

He recalled the many stories and myths his father had told him over the past three days.

Subconsciously, he thought of his own eyes, which were named "Eyes of Horus," and his father's confident assertion that he would become the incarnation of the ruler in the future.

Therefore, the answer is obvious.

"Son of Horus".

When he uttered the name, his voice was not loud, but it revealed an unwavering determination.

"The name of this genetic seed is—Son of Horus."

Xia Xiu's gaze fell on the shimmering words on the terminal, and his expression became thoughtful for a moment.

"Horus..." he murmured to himself, his thoughts drifting to distant, ancient legends.

In Terran mythology, Horus is the eagle of the sky, symbolizing watchfulness and protection, and is synonymous with power and inheritance.

He is both the avenger and the bearer of order.

However, Horus also carries a less favorable connotation: his father died in a conspiracy, and Horus, with his eagle-eyed gaze, ended the chaos and regained control of the kingdom.

Xia Xiu didn't seem to mind too much; if the child liked the name, then so be it.

“Then the second set of gene seed templates for the Children of the Courtyard will be called the Children of Horus,” he chuckled softly.

After Xia Xiu finished speaking, a virtual red light screen appeared.

On the red light screen, commands and symbols leaped out, as if witnessing the establishment of a new chapter.

[Template already named: Son of Horus]

[Archived Number: PSI-0002]

[Analysis of the structural diagram: Uploading...]

[Enable verification of seed identifier: ND format adaptation]

[Confirmation: Should this gene seed be marked as a universal control prototype for subsequent templates?]

"I'm sure," Xia Xiu confirmed in his heart.

The light screen froze for a few seconds, then confirmed, and a heavy "click" sound rang out in the void, like an iron lock falling, announcing the completion of the new bloodline chapter.

[Archiving complete]

[PSI-0002 'Son of Horus' Genetic Seed Template - Established]

[Supplementary Standard Modification Procedure: Nineteen Sacred Casting Surgeries - Confirmed Effective and Stable]

This template can be used for subsequent batch implantation/rapid mass production/subpersonality compilation processes.

[Authorization ID holders: Hugh Abraham, Rupert Abraham.]

After that, Xia Xiu let Lupercal himself preside over the next Saint-forging surgery.

Meanwhile, Seris, who was already waiting, took off his outer garment, went shirtless, and slowly lay down on the holy forging platform that Xia Xiu had personally handed over.

The cold metallic touch penetrated his skin and seeped into his bones, but he felt no fear whatsoever; instead, his eyes gleamed with a burning desire.

“This time, you will preside over it.” Xia Xiu turned to look at Lupercal beside him, his gaze calm yet sharp, as if he were assessing whether a true successor could shoulder the future.

The boy nodded, his still childish fingers sliding across the control terminal with unusual steadiness.

The luminous screen lit up, and the automated holy forging process began. The metal robotic arm slowly extended with a hum, and the cold light blade and injection cartridge unfolded one by one, precisely aimed at Seris's neck and chest cavity.

[The Heart of Revelation - The Implantation Begins]

As the first sacred casting surgery began, the liquid flesh and blood tissue started to undulate, and accompanied by the low hum of the machine, a redundant "heart" was slowly pushed into the chest cavity.

Seris's breathing suddenly quickened, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, but he clenched his teeth and endured the tearing sensation brought on by his rapidly increasing heart rate.

At the other end, Lupercal raised his hand, and drops of blood dripped silently.

His blood did not fall to the ground, but seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, precisely falling into the gland inside Seris's body, resonating with the newly implanted organ.

[Abel's Bone - Bone Gland Activation]

His height increased at a visible rate, and his flesh and bones rapidly fused together.

Lupercal stood beside the operating table, quietly observing everything. It was his first time personally performing surgery, and instead of the panic he had imagined, he felt a strange sense of peace.

As the second surgical arm slowly retracted and the beeping of the instruments gradually subsided, Seris finally took a deep breath. His pupils constricted, his body trembled slightly, but his breathing gradually became steady. The transformation of his flesh and bones was complete; he neither collapsed nor experienced rejection.

all the best.

Seris turned his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with fervor and gratitude, but he was not looking at Xia Xiu, but at the boy who had personally dripped his blood into his body.

Lupercal.

Seris is truly the son of Horus, created by Lupercal Abraham himself.