Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1264 Fooling a Miracle (The Self-Sacrifice)
Even after Blackrock Fortress charged into Baton Hell, its speed did not decrease.

Like a black celestial body ignited by heaven, it plummeted along the crack blasted by the [Witch's Eye]. The crimson sky was pushed open by the bow, and the Hell Iron Fortress shattered into a sea of ​​fire at the edge of the Void Shield. The chains of contract between the layers of hell were stretched taut by the massive ship, and then collapsed into countless black iron fragments in the next instant.

The great demon Asmodeus finally made his move.

The great lord of Bathor stood before the throne, his ruby ​​scepter slamming down, and the laws of the contract deep within the nine layers of hell simultaneously lit up.

Millions of demon legions were forcibly drawn from the ranks of Hell Nobles, Contract Apostles, Purgatory Knights, Bone Demon Arrays, and Fallen Angel Legions, which transformed into a crimson-black tide that surged toward the surface of Blackrock Fortress along the cracked Hellish canopy.

He possesses the first stage of the miracle, the position of the Self-Sacrifice, and this power has evolved in the Bathor Hell into the most cruel system of contractual substitution.

All the fatal injuries he suffers can be borne by one of his unfortunate contracted subordinates.

He stands above the legion, and within the legion; all who submit are his armor, and all who contract are his flesh and blood.

Therefore, he dared to jump onto Blackrock Fortress.

boom--!
A crimson-black portal to hell unfolded on the outer deck of Blackrock Fortress, and Asmodeus descended with his army of demons.

He raised his hand and unleashed his divine realm—thousands upon thousands of chains of contracts pierced the black stone structure, attempting to drag the surface of this celestial fortress into the contract trial arena of the Bato hell.

He wanted to cooperate with the gods of the Shura Field and paralyze Blackrock Fortress by switching sides in a melee.

The great devil knew that there was a second and a fourth swordsman inside the fortress, but he was not afraid.

As for why he wasn't afraid, it was because he had signed up for a whole bunch of resurrection armors—even if the second swordsman really killed him with one punch, it would take him a whole day and night to use up all his resurrection armors.

After defeating these resurrected enemies, he, as the Great Demon, still has other methods at his disposal.

The great demon Asmodeus has nothing else but the most ways to survive, making him a legendary king of endurance.

Perhaps it was because he was so capable that he became so arrogant that he... confronted the two Heavenly Sword Bearers directly.

The response to this arrogance was two... bubbles.

They floated out from the psychic throne where Xia Xiu was located, ignoring space, and appeared directly next to the Great Demon.

One shimmered with golden light, its interior seemingly unfolding with four layers of heaven, with enormous platinum pages suspended above these four layers; another flowed with a deep red aura, and the moment it appeared, the boundaries of the world became both near and far.

[World Bubble - A Sky Overflowing with Eternal Light]
[World Bubble: The Gospel of the Unborn]
Before Asmodeus could react, he was swallowed up by the first four-layered bubble dome.

【Mini Unknown Land - Unfolding!】

Four layers of unknowable lands unfolded around him.

Then, the path of destiny descended!
Asmodeus's ruby ​​scepter suddenly sank, and the hellish divinity within him was slowly transforming into a kind of emptiness.

The great demon's expression changed drastically. He tried to summon the origin of the nine layers of hell, but only broken sparks rolled out of his throat.

"Damn it... what kind of silence domain is this? It can even silence the information authority of a pantheon lord..."

While he was still thinking about how to escape, the second bubble moved.

[The Gospel of the Unborn]—its deep red radiance transforms into a blood-red spear.

In Asmodeus's eyes, the spear was tens of kilometers long, with a huge waterfall of blood hanging from its tip, as if the entire River Styx had been dyed red.

But the red spear didn't pierce him; instead, it touched the platinum pages that blotted out the sky like a pen.

The crimson spear began to write, and as soon as the pen touched the ground, the sky trembled.

Your days have been numbered, your authority weighed, your kingdom to be torn apart on the pages of books, and your name to be removed from the covenant—

The moment those words appeared, true horror first appeared in Asmodeus's eyes.

[The Gospel of the Unborn] borrows from the supreme divinity to proclaim "death that has not yet occurred" as "the inevitable fact of embracing extinction."

[The Sky Overflowing with Eternal Light] incorporates this declaration into the upper-level narrative, making it a verdict that even the hell of Bathory cannot easily refute.

The crimson power seeped into him through his etheric essence, while the platinum pages provided narrative support for this yet-to-be-born proclamation of the gospel.

The two forces of the world bubble rose and fell, like two millstones, beginning to strangle the very foundation of the great demon's existence.

“Swordholder of Heaven, you have no right to judge me!”

“You can destroy my legions, you can shatter my divine kingdom, you can press your pages on my head, but you are not my creator, nor the master of the Nine Hells.”

"What gives you the right to count my years?"

By what right do you measure my authority?

"What right do you have to write down my death date for Barto!"

This roar was not merely an outburst of anger.

Asmodeus, using the information authority of the Bartholomew's Hell, wrote another declaration of his rebellion, attempting to prove to the Ocean of Ether that he was not subject to the death sentence.

He incorporated the covenant of the nine levels of hell, the names of a million demons, and all the fallen who had offered their souls to him into the same argumentative structure.

As long as the Nine Hells exist, he will still have his throne; as long as the contract exists, he will still have his substitute; as long as the devil exists, he will still have flesh and blood.

Click—!
Ether responded at this moment, but what he received in return was Xia Xiu's strangulation.

The million-strong demon army behind Asmodeus exploded simultaneously. Faced with this crushing attack, he could only detonate a corner of the divine kingdom of the Bato Hell within his own body.

boom--!!!!

The bone wings of the Hellfire Demon shattered in mid-air, the head of the Contract Apostle turned into black smoke, the Hellfire Knight was extracted into fuel along with his armor, and one soul furnace after another went out.

He forcibly ignited the reserves of contracts accumulated over hundreds of years in the Nine Levels of Hell, and the crimson-black flames, like a reversed apocalypse, rushed towards the two overlapping world bubbles.

boom--!
The demon legion, the chains of the contract, the sea of ​​hellfire, and the fragments of fallen angels' wings were all swallowed up by the explosion. Even Asmodeus's own phantom of his divine kingdom collapsed in the explosion.

The great devil used this self-destruction of the divine kingdom to escape from the first wave of supreme divinity's strangulation.

When his body reformed, a deep red wound appeared on his chest, running from his collarbone to his abdomen; a section of his ruby ​​scepter was broken off; and a piece of his hellish crown was missing from his head.

The majesty of this ruler of the nine levels of hell was shattered; he stood staggeringly, his crimson pupils fixed on the front.

The two overlapping world bubbles remained completely still.

The four realms of [Eternal Light Overflowing the Sky] are still intertwined. The lowest level [Asia] carries reality, the second level [Yezra] reveals the spirit, the third level [Beria] moves from the infinite to the finite, and the highest level [Azlut]'s infinite radiance hangs high.

The crimson spear of the [Gospel of the Unborn] still hangs in the sky.

The blood-red words faded slightly after the first wave of slaughter, like ink washed away by the explosion of the divine kingdom.

But soon, the faded blood color began to thicken again, and a new deep red luster emerged from between the characters, covering the judgment stroke by stroke once more.

—Your days have been counted.

—Your authority has been weighed.

—Your country will be divided.

Asmodeus finally felt the chill.

He self-destructed his divine kingdom, sacrificed a million demons, and paid the price of hundreds of years' worth of savings from the nine levels of hell, only to cause a slight fluctuation in space. The two world bubbles did not collapse at all.

"We must get out of here as soon as possible..."

The great demon breathed softly, his voice carrying an overwhelming fear for the first time.

"Otherwise, I really will die."

He looked up at the crimson spear that was writing death, and finally couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it!!! Why does the fourth sword-wielder of Heaven possess two supreme divinities?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-written words on the scroll were completely covered again.

As the second wave of strangulation was about to fall, Asmodeus's eyes hardened completely.

In this world, any conventional methods are overwhelmed; only a massive undertaking like detonating a divine kingdom can be effective!
He plunged his right hand into his chest, his fingernails tearing through the divine armor, passing through the hellfire, and grasping the still-beating heart deep within his chest cavity.

That heart was like a burning black and red sun.

The surface of the heart is covered with contract rings, sovereign marks of the nine levels of hell, the devil's true name, and countless soul imprints.

His divinity resides within it, as does his fundamental authority as the ruler of the Bathorian Hell plane.

Asmodeus gritted his teeth and ripped his own heart out.

Pfft—!
The crimson-black divine blood spurted out and landed on Asia's reality layer, immediately igniting a large number of hissing contract sparks.

The great demon, clutching the heart, hurled it fiercely at the weakest point where the two world bubbles overlapped.

The heart flew out of his hand. If it exploded, even if it couldn't destroy the two world bubbles, it would be enough to tear a huge rift between them.

A fierce glint flashed in Asmodeus's eyes as he forced his battered body forward, preparing to slip through the gap torn open by the explosion.

At that very moment, the two overlapping world bubbles suddenly dissipated.

The platinum radiance receded, and a deep red halo rolled out. The dual world bubble that had just enveloped the Great Demon separated like an eggshell being cracked open, and the Great Demon was released from it like egg liquid.

Asmodeus and the heart about to explode were thrown out together, and their location was no longer in Blackrock Fortress; they were now in front of the outer defense line of Bato Hell.

That was the location where the divine reinforcements had arrived.

Hundreds of divine arks, demon fleets, troop transport ships of the supplicants, and four mid-level deities who had just arrived at the front lines were preparing to bypass the Shura Field ruins and assist the Bato Hell in suppressing the Black Stone Fortress from the flank.

They had just seen the great devil appear, their faces still showing a hint of surprise and doubt. Then, they saw the heart that Asmodeus had personally thrown out.

The heart has entered the final stage of collapse.

Asmodeus's face froze; he finally realized something was wrong.

Why would I take out my own heart?

Why did I choose to detonate my divine nature?

He clearly had other, more reliable methods, such as the deep return passage to Bathory, or the means to switch his physical location by using the devil's true name, etc...

But why did I choose the most drastic and irreversible approach?
Something has affected me... or rather, fooled me!?
The platinum page in the sky, the blood-red words that have thickened again, the crimson spear that is being charged—all of these are the causes that the [Gospel of the Unborn] wrote down ahead of time.

There was no second wave of slaughter. Xia Xiu simply made him believe that death was imminent, and made him personally pull out the most important divine heart, then bring this thing, which was enough to blast through the battlefield, to his own reinforcements.

After the two world bubbles tricked him into self-destructing, he ran away in a flash.

They... they actually ran away!!!
Asmodeus gazed at the platinum and crimson lights that had reappeared on the outer shell of Blackrock Fortress in the distance, and two streams of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Hugh Abraham—!!!!"

His howl tore through the void, carrying the resentment and despair of the Lord of Hell. The great devil, who was known throughout the world for deceiving others, was actually fooled by the angels of heaven!
"You damned Lord of the Abyss! You deceived the Lord of the Nine Hells! You deserve to die! You son of a bitch..."

The great demon, having broken free of its defenses, cursed wildly, only to be met with a final, cracking sound from within its own heart.

Snap! Snap!
The core of the godhood shattered.

The wedge of the plane is broken.

The sovereignty fluctuations of the Nine Hells went out of control in an instant, and a black and red divine explosion erupted from its heart, first swallowing up the four mid-level deities who had just arrived from other regions to provide support.

They watched in astonishment as Asmodeus fell out of the world bubble.

boom----!!

Their teammates exploded right in front of them. The four gods, who hadn't even had time to react, along with the divine ark behind them, were blasted into four divine fireballs of different colors.

Immediately afterwards, the explosion spread outwards.

The demon fleet was the first to be caught up in the chaos. The contract armor of the hellish warship was torn apart by Asmodeus's own sovereign fluctuations, and the deep hell demons, bone demons, and contract apostles inside the ship evaporated in droves.

The Divine Reinforcements' Invoker transport ship was overturned by the shockwave, and hundreds of thousands of Invokers turned into burning soul dust as the ship broke apart.

The black and red explosion, like an inverted hellish sun, swept across the etheric channel. Wherever it went, the fleet formations collapsed on the spot, the magic array nodes went out one after another, and the reinforcements that had just arrived at the outer layer of Bato were swallowed up in the aftershocks of the great devil's self-destruction.

The Ark of God attempted to activate its defenses, but the black and red explosions had already swept across the Etheric Channel, causing the fleet formation to collapse on the spot.

boom--!!!!

The outer defensive line of the entire Barto region was blown open, leaving a huge hole.

Asmodeus's remains were also consumed by the explosion, half of his body completely disappeared, and his remaining divinity was torn to pieces by the plane's sovereignty. He fell from the void, dragging behind him a broken contract and blood-red flames, like a meteor that had ignited itself.

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On Blackrock Fortress.

Xia Xiu sat on the psychic throne, holding a platinum notebook in his left hand and twirling a spear-like "red fountain pen" in his right, the nib of which still bore traces of blood-red ink.

"The effect is good."

As he spoke, he casually tore off a few charred pages from the platinum notebook.

The edges of those pages were curled, and the surface still bore the black and red fire marks left by the first wave of divine kingdom self-destruction, as if it had been licked by hellfire.

Even if they hadn't retreated, the [Narrative Book] could have withstood the explosion; at most, nearly half of its pages would have been burned.

Each page of the [Narrative Book] requires a great spiritual energy to generate. Although Xia Xiu has now moved into the third stage and the three [World Bubbles] in his body are rotating, his great spiritual energy reserves are far greater than before.

But he should be frugal where necessary and spend money where appropriate. In some places, he should show off his skills directly. For example, just now, he used "[Gospel of the Unborn]" and declared that there was only one future—to let the great devil self-destruct.

The [Narrative Book], in this process, serves as a means of deceiving and fooling the great devil, in conjunction with the pronouncements.

The second swordsman, Qasim Muhammad, swept his gaze across the outer defensive line of Bato on the projection, then landed on the content that Xia Xiu was writing in his platinum notebook and blood-red pen.

— [To fool a miracle (a selfless person).]