Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1049 [Nuckelavee, the Sea Devil]

After the son of the First Return completely pacified the East China Sea and eliminated the last remnants of the Harmony Society, it was now his father's turn to personally wrap things up.

Xia Xiu reached out and pressed his hand against his neck, moving it slightly, his joints making a crisp cracking sound. Immediately afterward, an indescribable power surged from his body, like a long-suppressed torrent being released in an instant.

[Sacred Forging - War Mode!]

Xia Xiu's body began to slowly expand, and his white robe shattered in the light, turning into golden streams of light that were rewoven and reconstructed. It was not cloth, but a sacred armor constructed from law and spiritual energy.

His entire body was covered in majestic golden power armor, with runes flowing and power fields shifting. Every breath he took caused the surrounding air to tremble, and his body began to swell.

Three meters, four meters, five meters...

When he swelled and stood upright, he was already a giant over five meters tall. His golden armor gleamed in the firelight, exuding an oppressive aura that could make the world itself submit.

He raised his right hand and gently stretched it out into the void.

Then, it was as if a screen had been pierced, and flickering bands of light with misaligned color blocks appeared in the air, like afterimages of a program malfunction. Scan lines fell from the sky, and noise, snowflakes, and broken stripes appeared at the edges of space.

It's as if the "texture" of reality has been torn apart, and Xia Xiu's existence is crossing the boundary between reality and illusion.

At this moment, the world seemed like a virtual creation, and the golden giant was the god who pierced through the illusion.

He gripped the sword hilt that appeared in the void, and a silent roar exploded in the air as a sword of light and flame was slowly drawn from the depths of chaos.

Golden flames, symbolizing the [End Elements], burned on the sword. The flames were not ordinary heat, but a pure conceptual burning.

It can burn away all logic, all causality, all existence—it is the ultimate negation of the world.

[The True Key to the End - Abelio's Sword of Judgment!]

The moment the giant sword was completely drawn, the light in the sky suddenly collapsed.

The familiar [Crown of Thorns] appeared above Xia Xiu's head, its blood-and-gold patterns blooming in the air.

Immediately, three halos appeared behind his head, rotating and unfolding. The next moment, they were completely transformed into pure gold, the golden radiance illuminating the entire sky, like three stars revolving behind him.

[Third Form - Emperor Engine!]

The moment the golden flames burst forth, the ocean began to boil. In the center of the East China Sea, an indescribable power awakened from the depths, tearing the surface of the sea apart to form a massive whirlpool spanning hundreds of kilometers.

The seawater plummeted wildly, pulling the entire world towards hell. At the very center of the whirlpool, a bottomless abyss slowly unfolded.

From that dark crevice, countless black bubbles gushed forth—the aura of the Black God's blood, carrying the stench of oil, decay, burning, and despair.

boom--

A deep red light burst forth from the seabed, illuminating the night sky.

Then, the sea surface was torn apart like a curtain being lifted, and a huge monster slowly rose up.

The entire East China Sea fell completely silent at that moment.

Whether it was the fleet on the horizon or the soldiers remaining on the battlefield, they all witnessed the "god" crawling out of the abyss.

It was an existence beyond description; its lower body was that of a massive horse, its muscles bulging like rocks.

But the flesh had no skin; all the muscle fibers, blood vessels, and nerves were exposed. Hot, black blood flowed through the yellow veins, oozing putrid bubbles as it writhed.

On the horse's back, clung to the deformed upper body of a human. The human figure was larger than the horse's body, with extremely long arms that almost reached the ground.
His arms were like skeletal frames wrapped in flowing oil, making a teeth-grinding cracking sound as they were raised and lowered.

It has no complete face, no skin, only flesh and veins are exposed, the mouth is a gaping black hole, and from the nasal cavity it spews out highly poisonous mist and tar-like smoke.

On one side of its horse's head is a huge, burning red eye, like the core of a furnace, where the air burns and the world decays.

The members of the document team who had been accompanying them from a distance witnessed this scene and were almost speechless with shock. Their hands trembled as they pulled out copies of the Universal Bible from their pockets.

The pages of the book with the gold-rimmed pen fluttered in the wind. The moment the ink fell, a faint holy light emanated from the tip of the pen. They began to record this scene—that existence that should not be witnessed by human eyes.

……

"When the Lord came down on the sea, a dark demon rose up, but the flames could not erase its shadow, nor the thunder could shatter its form."

His body was that of a horse, his sinews and bones were like iron, and his veins flowed with sulfur and tar.
Its flesh has no skin, its heart is silent; only the drumming of the abyss beats its heart.

It carries a human figure on its back, with long arms hanging down to the ground, tendons like snakes coiled around it, and bones like shackles.

Its face had no skin, only an empty mouth that howled, and from its breath came a putrid stench that spread everywhere, causing everything to rot.

Its eye burned red, like the fire of judgment; when it raised its head, the islands turned to dust, and all the gods fled.

……

As the scribe wrote this, he realized he needed to name the hideous monster. After thinking it over, he remembered a monster from his hometown that was very similar to the oil monster in front of him. They both had similar characteristics; both brought drought, plague, livestock deaths, and withered crops.

As the saying goes, myths are all alike, stories are all similar, and writers all copy and borrow from each other.

He's simply using these characteristics to give the monster in front of him a vivid and descriptive name.

So, the penmanship expert wielded his pen swiftly, attaching the name of the monster from his hometown to the oil monster:
"Its name is Nukelavee; the devil of the sea, the master of crude oil, a scourge where corruption and life go hand in hand."

When that enormous monster fully emerged from the seabed, the entire East China Sea groaned.

The island collapsed, the seawater flowed backward, and the storm was torn to pieces by its breath.

This is the true form of the Black God's Blood, the master of crude oil, the evil god who embodies both corruption and life—[Nuklavi, the Devil of the Sea].

Above the sky, Xia Xiu stood atop a burning pillar of light, his golden [Crown of Thorns] radiating intense light, its triple halos rotating and illuminating the entire sea.

The [Sword of Judgment] burned in his hand, its blade flowing like starlight, pointing at the monster in the abyss.

Upon seeing this, the scribe immediately knelt down, his thoughts flowing freely, a torrent of praise welling up in his mind. He dipped his pen in holy oil and began writing furiously on the gold pages. This time, the scribe even added his own name:

……

John the Witness said:

At that moment, the sky cracked, the sea shattered, the wind died down, and the fire ignited.

The Lord stands atop the light, crowned with thorns, clothed in flames.

Its eyes are like the sun, its voice like thunder, and its sword burns with eternal flame, illuminating the chasm between the mortal world and hell.

When the Lord raises his sword to the abyss, heaven and earth bow their heads, and all spirits prostrate themselves on the ground.

When the glory of the crown covers the sea, all things usher in their end.

Where the flaming sword points, chaos will perish; where the crown's light shines, darkness will vanish.

This is the posture of judgment, this is the sign of the end.

The Lord will purify injustice and restore clarity to the sea of ​​corruption.
Just as the dawn breaks, just as the sun never sets.

……

At this point, John, the scribe of the writing team, wrote the ending with a face full of enthusiasm:

"—The Lord has come into the world, and the end is near."

As John, the scribe of the clerks, wrote in the Bible, at this moment, the end has indeed come.

The monster that crawled out of the depths of hell—[Nuklavi]
It raised its skinless face, dripping with black blood, and glared at Xia Xiu. Its eyes, as red as a furnace, ignited flames in the air, and wherever it passed, the seawater began to rot and the salt mist turned into black smoke.

*Pfft pfft*
Above it, Xia Xiu hovered atop the pillar of heaven, his arms crossed over his chest, his fingertips touching the hilt of his sword, holy flames spreading along his arms, turning his entire body into pure gold.

The brilliance of the Crown of Thorns grew even more intense, the three halos spun faster, and a low murmur, like the prayer of a thousand people, filled the air.

Holy!

Holy!
Holy!

At this moment, the [Key of the End] was already inserted into the blade. When the key and the sword were perfectly aligned, the sky over the entire East Sea cracked open, the lines of the void became misaligned, and noise, snowflakes, and scan lines flickered on the surface of reality. The world itself was a dream that had been torn apart.

[True Key to the End - Zero-Day Attack]

Xia Xiu was engulfed by golden light, his figure almost becoming one with the light.

What followed was an indescribable sense of oppression, as if the dimensions of the entire world were being compressed downwards.

In an instant, the wind ceased to flow, sound was detached, the concept of time was fragmented, and the entire space seemed to be lifted up by some unseen, higher-dimensional hand, folded, pulled, and displaced.

[Loading Module: Out-of-Control World!]

[Loading Module: The World of Frame Rates!]

[Loading Module: World Modulation!]

[Zero-Day Twist - Activation -!!!]

The moment the Zero Day distortion began, the heavens and earth seemed to hold their breath.

A golden crack suddenly appeared on the [Sword of Abelio] in Xia Xiu's hand, as if the curtain of the universe had been torn open. The light first trembled slightly, then suddenly expanded, transforming into a golden pillar of light that pierced the sky.

The beam of light, as thick as a mountain, pierced through the clouds and the ocean, its brightness so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it with the naked eye. Golden flames swept across the sky, even igniting the heavens into a blazing white.

That was not ordinary light, but a higher-dimensional cut.

When the [Sword of Abelio] was fully activated, the entire East Sea was enveloped in the radiation of that power.

The next second, Xia Xiu raised his sword.

His five-meter-tall golden body looked down at the earth from the sky, with three halos rotating behind him, reflecting the illusion of a triple sun.

He gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and the pillars of light in his hands, like pillars of a divine throne, emitted a thunderous roar that pierced the heavens and earth.

"The end, the judgment—!!!"

As the whisper faded, he drew his sword.

That sword shattered the sky.

A golden beam of light, carrying unparalleled power, fell from the sky, piercing the atmosphere, tearing through the sea of ​​clouds, and cleaving into the center of the East China Sea.

Where the beam of light swept across, the ocean collapsed, space distorted, and a tremendous impact arrived delayed, like an echo of the entire world resonating with a lingering resonance.

——! ! !
The sound was not thunder, nor an explosion, but a low growl as if heaven and earth themselves were being torn apart—a kind of collapse that even the soul could hear.

In that instant, the East Sea was cleaved in two by the golden sword light.

The moment the beam of light struck, the sea surface froze for a split second, as still as a mirror.

The next second, the mirror shattered.

A golden beam pierced through the center of the ocean, shooting straight from the sky into the seabed. The seawater was instantly evaporated into white mist, and the temperature soared high enough to cause the salt to crystallize. Countless spiraling water vapor hurricanes swirled on the surface of the sea, forming a huge ring-shaped cavity.

"boom--!"

The entire ocean split open from the middle.

The waves were pushed to either side at incredible angles, creating sea walls hundreds of meters high, like two opposing curtains of the sky. The water roared and struggled, yet was forced to retreat under the pressure of the light. At that moment, the ocean stopped flowing and was frozen into two transparent walls of water.

Between the walls of water is the chasm that was split open.

Nearly 100 kilometers wide and unfathomably deep, with faint red and gold light flowing at the bottom—that is the collision of seabed magma and ether, with flames and psionic energy intertwining to form a flowing valley.

Countless schools of fish, ships, and rocks were flung into the sky, like dust tossed by a giant hand, falling, burning, and evaporating in the air.

The entire East China Sea is like a torn page of a book, and the crack is the wound in the very center of the page.

[Nuklavi, the Sea Devil] was slashed right in the middle of that wound.

Its body was pierced by light, from its chest cavity to its back, and from its back to its tailbone, its entire body was split in two.

Its long arms convulsed in the light, muscle fibers bursting under the intense heat, blood turning into black mist that was sucked into the sky. Its head was raised high, and its burning red eye let out a final screech.

But the roar was swallowed up in the torrent of light as soon as it was uttered.

The beam of light continued to extend downwards, piercing the seabed and uprooting hundreds of kilometers of tectonic plates. The earth's crust cracked, volcanoes erupted, and lava collided with seawater, creating deafening explosions.

The scene was so magnificent that it defied description; even the clouds in the sky were sliced ​​apart by the sword light.

In witnessing this catastrophe, everyone in the East China Sea looked up and saw that incredible scene.

On the Hedra Islands, the people who had previously defied the rule of the horizon laid down their weapons and emerged from their guerrilla tunnels, staring blankly at the sky; the native inhabitants of Sharon Shoals knelt on the ground, muttering prayers that were incomprehensible to others; on Harmony Island, buildings were shattered by the wind pressure, and the statues on the clock tower were illuminated by golden light.

Everyone saw it—the sea was split open.

They saw the golden light pierce through the sky, reaching the horizon; they saw endless waves churning on both sides, slowly closing; they saw the crack, like the first stroke of God's pen in the world.

That was the line carved by the Sword of the End, separating life and death, order and chaos, mortals and gods.

The East Sea was briefly split in two by a single sword strike.

the other side.

John, the scribe of the clerks, stood frozen in the burning sunlight, his face pale in the golden glow.

It was a sight he had never seen before in his life: the ocean was split in two by the sacred sword light, the sky yielded to the light, and even the wind dared not breathe.

His mouth opened slightly, and a broken whisper escaped his throat:

"...Lord, He has raised the sword of judgment."

But he neither knelt down nor ran away.

He began his work diligently, his handwriting trembling yet resolute.

"Behold, the sea has been split in two, and the sky has been tilted like a curtain."

The Lord descended from the light, wielding a flaming sword, and was named Abelio.

When the sword is drawn, the seas bow down and the mountains fall silent.

The abyss trembled before Him, and the black blood retreated into the bottomless abyss.

He raised his sword to the heavens, and heaven and earth were severed beneath its blade; the sea demon was instantly annihilated.

Holy, holy, holy!!!

The people bow their heads, the earth murmurs; the stars fade, but the light of the Lord burns eternally.

Then heaven and earth were silent, but His glory shines eternally, His great constancy will be praised forever, through all ages.

……

As he wrote this, his pen trembled, and tears fell onto the gold border of the sacred text.

The tears were evaporated into white mist by the afterglow, drifting in the air like another kind of prayer.

John raised his head and looked at the Lord standing at the top of the light. At that moment, there was no fear in his heart, only a deep, almost frenzied awe.

As the last stroke fell, golden light shone on his pages, and the words transformed into flowing runes, engraving themselves into the pages of the sacred text.

And he still meticulously recorded the entirety of this miracle, stroke by stroke.

That was a new chapter in the Universal Bible, an epic tale of the Lord of the Horizon opening the sea with unparalleled power.

John named this new chapter "The Demon Extermination Chapter of the East Sea".