Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1044 Advancement of the Battlefront
The sea was boiling, and the darkness of Avar II spread once more.

The cage of darkness nearly engulfed the entire coastline, its tentacles churning on the seabed, forming massive vortexes that began to attack indiscriminately. A nearby chaotic ship was dragged into the abyss, only managing to emit a loud bang before being completely torn apart.

Lupercal's gaze sharpened slightly.

His law of retribution is impeccable on a physical level, but it struggles to directly counter this high-dimensional ability to restrict movement. The dark force is like an invisible hand, reaching into his mind and spirit.

Stinging, dizziness, noise.

The voices whispered in his ear, like countless spirits roaring at the bottom of the sea.

"Fall...fall...all light will be swallowed up..."

Lupercal's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the light on the ramparts flickered briefly.

The next moment, his left eye twitched violently.

A chilling sensation emanated from deep within my eyes.

A metallic glint flashed in his pupils, and a thin crack widened from the corner of his eye. Emerging from it was a bizarrely shaped appendage—a spider's segment.

Click——! !

【Eye of Horus - Invasion!】

Lupercal's left eye twitched, a chill rising from the depths of its socket. Only he could see—the thing had awakened.

The "spider-like monster" gently shed its appendages from the shadows of the nerves, like extremely fine metal wires piercing through the depths of vision, silently gliding across the air. It emitted a mental wave so low it was almost imperceptible, like a fine blade, "carving" cracks into the minds of its enemies.

The trajectory of the approaching dark tentacles suddenly became chaotic.

They began to slow down and twist, their arcs as if they were being frantically cut by scissors, as if their nerves were being forcibly severed—convulsing, freezing, disintegrating, falling back into the dark sea, without even a ripple.

Number Two Avar's expression changed drastically. He took a half step back, his pupils contracting as if pricked by needles.

"What is that...?!"

His response was a series of four consecutive sounds of mental despair:
Synaptic fuse *4
The contamination spread backward from the supposedly perfect neural circuit of Number Two, like a layer of cold oil covering consciousness, and then ignited.

The synaptic gap was burned, the signal jumped erratically, and the feedback loop self-destructed.

Avar knelt on the ground, clutching his head, his knuckles digging into the bone, his teeth clattering against the deck, and the broken, wet roars escaping his throat.

He tried to condense the Dark Fruit, but the darkness dissipated in his mind like a flood of seawater, leaving behind a convulsive blankness.

Lupercal didn't look at the feverish Number Two Avar anymore. With a flick of his wrist, the airflow on the [Wind King's Sword] suddenly accelerated, forming dense spiral teeth along the blade. The hum intensified, transforming it into a wind-pressure chainsaw.

He charged forward, heading straight for number one Seruen Klo.

Serun's rage intensified, his body transforming into a dazzling lightning core, arcs of electricity crackling on his shoulders and back, light surging beneath his skin, and he almost became elemental.

He grasped countless bolts of lightning in his palm, transforming them into two lightning whips that lashed out.

The golden-white lightning collided head-on with the silver-blue wind blade.

"Clang—!" A sharp metallic whistling sound tore through the storm, and the impact ripped a groove tens of meters long into the deck.

Serun's hand transformed into a whip, which he swung horizontally, causing the sea of ​​lightning to explode in succession, attempting to tear Lupercal to ashes.

Lupercal blocked the attack head-on, the wind chainsaw meshing at high speed, slicing through the layers of electrical current and sending plasma debris flying everywhere. He was thrown half a step by the force, the power armor cushioning his back.

The law of retribution was triggered in the next instant.

An eye for an eye!!!

Snapped!
Serun's wrist was in reverse position, as if he had snapped it himself.

He gritted his teeth, and electric current surged from his bones, which instead suppressed the pain into the sea of ​​lightning, forcibly stabilizing his attack.

"Back to you!"

Lupercal shouted in a deep voice, and the Sword of the Wind King swung upwards, its chain teeth crackling with lightning, "reverse-winding" a strand of lightning whip back.

The law of retribution completed its equivalent compensation along the contact surface. A charred, electric shock exploded on Serun's shoulder. He laughed in fury, spreading his arms wide, unleashing a torrent of lightning:
"Die!!"

The lightning curtain fell, and the wind blades swirled in reverse.

One is an elemental form that is almost pure energy, and the other is an absolute melee combat form based on force fields and the law of retribution.

The two exchanged blows, leaving dozens of intersecting light trails between the deck and the airspace, splitting the sea surface into chessboard-like faults, and causing water columns to surge into the clouds.

On the other side, a ten-man elite terrorist mobile squad had already pressed forward on No. 3 Noor.

The ejection slots of their power armor opened simultaneously, their arms locked with a "click," and the two [Mantis Chainsaw Blades] started up with high-speed gear rings, humming like two parallel steel storms.

Ten wolf cubs swarmed forward, their coordinated attacks like gears meshing, employing triangular cuts, backstabbing to control, and shoulder-pressing displacement, their fangs sparking in the air.

Number Three, Norl, took the blows with his bare fists. Water droplets seeped from his pores, and his muscles bulged like cables, yet he was still being relentlessly attacked by the ten men. Every time he used brute force to change position, two chainsaw blades would sever his fascia from a blind spot, and his power armor knee strikes would force him back to the edge of the deck.

Amidst the flying sparks, Noel's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He took a deep breath, and a low, whale-like cry rolled from his throat.

"Roar--"

The sea breeze stopped, and the air pressure dropped sharply.

The deck beneath his feet collapsed in a ring, oil and water pooling at his feet and rising wildly up his spine. Bones tore through flesh, muscles rolled like ocean waves, crisscrossing bulges along his back expanded outwards from his shoulder blades, his ribcage collapsed and bulged, and white bone spurs burst from under his skin, instantly covered by oil.

【White Whale Fruit - Awakening - White Whale Form】.

The deck collapsed.

A whale forged from psionic energy and black oil rose from the ground, its size increasing to a hundred meters in a matter of breaths. Its skin was smooth and deep black, like a reflection of the starry sky, and its body was covered with swirling, luminous nozzles.

The mantis chainsaw blades thrust forward, the toothed rings biting into the whale skin, sparks flying—but it was like hooking onto a slippery mirror. The sharp teeth had barely penetrated three inches when they were immediately pushed out by the "self-healing oil film," and half of the toothed rings broke off.

The giant whale whipped its tail, tearing the deck apart like paper. Ten wolf pack members were thrown dozens of meters into the air, managing to stay afloat thanks to the thrusters and protective gear, but their formation had been broken up.

The whale's back throbbed, its massive mouth opened, revealing not a throat, but a rotating gravity well inside. Metal fragments, steel cables, and fuel were dragged in by an invisible force, and even the flames were stretched into thin lines.

The next moment, a sonic boom exploded, and the beluga whale smashed through the ship's hull at incredible speed, transforming into a black comet that pounced on the wolf pack's sons.

"Form ranks!" the squad leader roared, activating the defenses. Ten soldiers cleaved a cross-shaped chainsaw barrier in the air, directly confronting the whale's head.

At the moment of impact, the air was squeezed out, the sea surface caved in into a giant bowl, and the burning oil sea around it was compressed into a dazzling white ring.

At this moment, the burning East China Sea becomes the stage of hell.

White flames continued to spread across the sea, oil and blood mingling together.

The wolfpack force's airships were arrayed along the coastline, their air engines flashing coldly in the clouds, the entire sky torn to shreds by thunder, explosions, and the shadows of falling ships.

……

...The white flames still raged on the sea, but even more intense was the rhythm of war.

Six hours after the Horizon Fleet launched its general offensive, the 3,000-kilometer battlefront in the East China Sea was fully extended. The communication channels were filled with psionic noise and roars, and the clerks recorded every battle situation in real time. Rigorous reports poured into the central command from various war zones.

The Wolfpack Terrorist Mobile Company 2 was the first to advance into the southern island chain. They were facing Kleia No. 5, codenamed Sea Witch.

That sea area is called the Coral Forest, and its waters shimmer with blue-red psionic light.

The moment the second detachment landed, the entire seabed began to undulate.

Countless coral bodies burst forth from the underwater surface, intertwining to form spires, walls, and tentacles. The coral's eyes gleamed in the light, as if living creatures were watching the intruders.

The 100 men of the Second Company launched a guerrilla attack on the area. The battle lasted for seven hours and thirty-six minutes, and the sea witch Claire was forced to retreat to the inner island.

The second company successfully destroyed three psionic supply towers and two energy wells.

They did not care about fighting; after achieving their strategic objectives, they quickly retreated without engaging in a fierce battle with the sea witch Claire.

The third company encountered Livia, the fourth member of the Phantom Wave Star Girl, in the central island chain.

Unlike the Second Company, the Third Company had a very special mission.

Because they encountered Livia the Fourth, who could communicate with the astral plane, their original destruction mission was temporarily changed to an arrest mission.

Guerrilla warfare turned into amphibious warfare.

Thirty minutes after the landing operation began, the entire sea was covered by the night sky, with the sun and stars overlapping in the same expanse. The soldiers saw only their own endless reflections, killing, bleeding, and collapsing amidst the waves.

This was pollution from the astral plane. Unfortunately, she didn't know that the enemy she faced—Hugh Abraham—was not only the Lord of the Horizon but also the Lord of the Astral Plane.

After encountering the contamination of the astral plane, the Shepherds used the special anti-contamination decree left behind by Xia Xiu to pierce through the star curtain of the Illusionary Waves.

The moment the illusion shattered, the truth emerged—the Harmony Society's fleet had been lurking beneath the mirror image all along.

The Third Company reacted swiftly, firing all forty psionic cannons simultaneously, igniting the sea surface into silver ripples.

The battle lasted nine hours. Number Four's astral projection was completely shattered, and she herself was seriously injured and fled into the depths of the island. Meanwhile, the Third Company quickly organized a capture team.

Livia, number four, has a unique ability: she can connect to the astral plane.

And for Xia Xiu, who hopes to return to the embrace of heaven—this is very important.

Therefore, the Third Company must capture the target alive!

The fourth company headed north.

The fourth company was relatively unlucky; they were engaged in a direct firefight with Zero the Sixth, nicknamed General Shattered Tide, on the outskirts of the Rift Sea.

It was a scene from hell.

The resonance brought about by the awakening of the Tide-Tide Fruit transformed the entire sea into a breathing battlefield. The waves were not natural waves, but shockwaves structured by psionic energy, powerful enough to capsize ships and tear apart armor.

Fortunately, the pastors and Monford were present, and their hymns were broadcast through the communication system, suppressing the psionic frequencies of the seismic tide through full-frequency resonance.

The Haunted Dog Monford took the lead, wielding a long-handled psionic weapon and launching an attack directly at Number Six.

"For His Majesty Abraham!!!"

With Monford's roar, hundreds of shepherds simultaneously activated the Horizon Lineage Circuit, and a golden array floated in the air and sea, constructing a massive Black Wall Protocol.

The tidal wave collided with the sacred casting, causing the sea surface to rise hundreds of meters, as if two divine wills were clashing.

The battle lasted eleven hours, during which the fourth company successfully destroyed three enemy energy carriers and twelve battleships.

General Suichao's fleet suffered a complete rout, and the northern sea area was lost.

……

……

The East China Sea is burning.

The entire sea was like a lit mirror, gold and white intertwined, flames spreading in ribbons along the oil slick as the waves rolled, burning countless spirals along the ocean currents. Sky and sea, light and flame, merged completely into one at this moment.

The "Lever of Heaven" stands tall in the center of the sea, its silvery white color resembling a pillar supporting the sky, spanning heaven and earth.

Flames and waves crashed all around it, yet they could not budge it in the slightest.

Xia Xiu hovered at the top, his bare feet firmly planted on the lever's summit. The wind swirled around him, but was torn into streams of light by an invisible spiritual force.

He remained in [Apostle Mode], his pure white hair flowing like fibers of light, his eyes also pure white and holy, containing boundless holy radiance. The moment his gaze fell upon the ocean, the flow, structure, and levels of pollution of the entire ocean's spiritual energy were instantly analyzed by him.

“Very good…” he said softly, his tone calm, yet exuding an undeniable authority.

“Luppercar, you did a great job, as did the wolf pack.”

The sound echoed through the psionic layer, spanning hundreds of kilometers, and through the magic ring suspended in Abelio, reacted with the Universal Bible, written in the hands of the scribes and carried by the Horizon lineage.

Xia Xiu lowered his eyes, his gaze slowly falling to his feet.

The oil field he pierced is not completely dead yet.

The black oil churned beneath the surface, like the struggling corpses of countless creatures, or like breathing on the seabed. The bubbles and ripples constantly tried to recombine, attempting to be reshaped by the seawater.

"Still resisting?"

The Black God Blood deep within the oil field emitted a low, resonant vibration, as if responding to a provocation.

Suddenly, huge waves surged up on the sea surface, and scorching oil vapors spewed out, turning into black pillars of fire that seemed to devour everything.

The polluted seawater churned violently, its oil content far exceeding the limit. The entire ocean began to writhe like a sentient body, dragging the flames and trying to push them away from itself.

But that silver pillar supporting the sky was like a stabilizing force, firmly pinning everything down.

Its roots extend deep into the seabed and penetrate the oil layer. All the waves swirl around it, yet cannot create even a ripple.

Xia Xiu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Since you're not convinced, then I'll keep you company."

He slowly raised his hand.

White psionic flames emanated from his palms, like flowing holy oil, burning into threads in the air and cascading down along the [Lever of Heaven].

boom--

The dark blood of the sea god roared in fury.

The oil slick surged, steam and flames mingled, and the sea began to tremble violently. Countless oil waves transformed into tendril-like black lines, attempting to entangle the silver pillar and try to swallow the holy flame against the current.

Xia Xiu looked down at the blazing inferno below him with a calm gaze. He did not make any further moves, but simply watched the sea burn.

"Suppress them as long as you want to resist. I have plenty of time now."