Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 888: Battle for the Relics II
Xia Xiu looked at his bronze-like judgment posture, his golden eyes flashing coldly, and said to him:
"Then let's follow the plan."

"You and I will start the battle first to seize control of the ruins center."

"The Courtyard Fleet and the Orthodox Church's main fleet will directly contain the Nautilus fleet's main assault echelon."

"The Imperial Guards will do their best to eliminate the enemy's leading interference units and ensure partial control of the ruins' airspace."

"And when the fleets of the Soul Sucker Empire become more and more dense, the Phase II Sons of the Courtyard, that is, the Blood Oath Legion and another fleet of the Orthodox Church at the border of the Soul Sucker Empire, will take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack."

"Turles, who is in charge of commanding the diversion fleet, is the fleet's commander-in-chief. I will also hand over the [claim right] to him. When the time comes, he will initiate the claim, and the courtyard will officially enter a state of war with the Mind Drainer Empire."

Upon hearing this, the Mechanical Saint slowly raised his head, and the remaining human pupils reflected the firelight.

"In the name of MacCann—"

"We will step into the land of the gods and forge the corrupted fire back into holy flame."

"May the song of bronze flames burn away heresy, and may the laws of machinery reconstruct divinity."

As he said this, a mechanical crown appeared behind him. It slowly rotated, making a low sound like the opening of an iron book.

Xia Xiu didn't say much, just nodded slightly, but his eyes reflected the fire and star tides in the distance.

This war is finally moving from planning and vigilance to a confrontation of fire and steel.

.........

[Sword of Glory] inside the ship.

Main armed section, the first to fourth level core docks.

At this moment, the entire ship was like a giant god awakening. The internal power pipes emitted a deep thunderous roar, and huge amounts of ether energy began to be dispatched to support the front-line delivery and mobile deployment that were about to begin.

Inside the first main dock, a metal barrier made up of layers of chains and seals slowly opened.

boom--

The sound of the gravity lock being unlocked was like a steel sonata, and the colossus of war sleeping between the main pillars.

[Gospel Holy Machine Prometheus], ​​under the gaze of everyone, revealed its complete body.

It is 101 meters high. On the back of the machine, three giant metal rings are arranged in an equilateral triangle, floating quietly.

Each ring is like a planetary orbit, floating and circling around the core of the master, with an unapproachable majesty.

The projection lights from inside the ship shone down, and the pair of crown-like V-shaped antennas reflected a cold golden glow, illuminating the statue of war.

In the second dock, [Morning Star Earendil] stood silently.

This 3.5 generation aircraft carries the Gothic Fortress and the Broken Statue on its back, and its body color is like a military soul made up of iron and gold ashes.

Compared to the holiness of the Holy Machine of Gospel, it is more like a war priest burdened with guilt, a warrior dragged into the battlefield of fate, waiting to reignite the extinguished flames of war.

Thomas Picton, the ordnance officer and one of the Nine Sons of the Imperial Guard and the Court Mechanic Priest, was nervously debugging various parameters below.

In the upcoming holy war, he was appointed by the Lord of the Courtyard as the pilot of the Morning Star.

He will be driving the Morning Star and fighting alongside the Lord of the Courtyard, so he can't help but be a little nervous.

The other three of the Nine Imperial Guards were in the same tense mood as the armorer.

clerk, Araz Trincas;
Inquisitor, Searle Draven;
The Grey Knight, Joachim Murat.

The three of them, like the ordnance officer, were appointed as drivers by the Lord of the Courtyard.

However, they were driving the Courtyard Titan, an etheric universal humanoid mobile weapon produced by the Courtyard.

In front of them were three new tactical-level mobile units that had just completed debugging.

[Garden Titan] has a body that is 2.5 meters tall and is equipped with a replaceable modular exoskeleton system. Its engine structure is infinitely close to the threshold of the third-generation body and can be classified as a -generation body.

The pilots were all extremely nervous at this moment, and on the observation platform of the hatch, Xia Xiu and San Bumarou stood side by side.

Saint Bumarou stood on the suspended corridor, looking up at the giant statue for a long time, and finally a trace of hesitation emerged in his mechanically embedded eyes.

He spoke, his voice low but clear:
"This is... the true form of the Holy Machine of Gospel?"

He took a step forward, and the broken and regenerated metal prosthetic foot under his prayer robe stepped out with a heavy sound, and there was an unconcealable sadness in his voice.

"This is the form of the colossus given by God."

"Its structure is holy, its body is a weapon, and its soul should belong to the Ring of MacKahn."

"But now... I see that the inscriptions on its body are not from the three-volume blueprint, its wheels are not in the shape of miracles, and its power is not the law of order."

He slowly raised his right hand, and his fingertips gathered together the classical prayer program, trying to awaken the echo of the machine soul.

However, what responded to him was a slight tremor.

That was Prometheus' response.

But not towards him.

Instead, he looked towards Xia Xiu, who was standing on the other side of the cabin and holding the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand.

The metal surface of the giant glowed faintly, and its three wheels spun with a low hum, as if it was bowing slightly to the "fire thief".

Saint Bumaro's finger stopped in mid-air.

He was silent.

After a moment, he closed his eyes and whispered to himself:

“…God ​​is broken.”

"And no one in this world seems to know how to restore it, so Heaven recast it."

Xia Xiu stood beside him and said softly:

"I just picked up the fire left by the Broken God and prevented it from being devoured by the Crimson and the heretics."

Saint Bumaro opened his eyes, and deep in his pupils were reflected the three immortal rings of Prometheus:

"Thief of fire, your hands are unclean,"

"…But at least the fire is still burning."

"Not for your courtyard, nor for your faith—"

"It is because God has been here before, and the sins of heresy have not yet been paid."

"But you must remember, fire thief, if it weren't for the ownership of the ruins in this war, your existence would have long been sentenced to death in the canon of my religion."

The Mechanical Saint's words were very clear. If it weren't for the need to punish the Soul Sucker Empire for its blasphemy and take back the machines in the Broken God's ruins, he would never cooperate with Om Messiah.

Xia Xiu stood beside him, looking at the simulated star dome outside the cabin. The silent body of the god - [Prometheus] was reflected in his golden pupils.

He just smiled lightly and was not angry.

"I never expected you to accept 'Om Messiah'."

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary:

"First, take back the machine and finish the holy war."

"There's no rush to settle the accounts later."

The sage does not speak.

They looked at each other briefly, and that moment was like a silent contract between the followers of [Om Messiah] and [Void Dragon].

Outside the cabin door, the wind pressure layer slowly opened, and the entire observation platform advanced and extended amidst the low mechanical sounds, like an altar before the war.

Xia Xiu and Saint Bumarou stood side by side, like two eternal statues.

Behind them, the three hundred solemn and silent imperial guards had already formed up.

That is the Holy Caster of the Courtyard.

Each of them is wearing power armor, over two meters eighty centimeters tall, with a body like a tower, skin covered with silver-gold alloy and ether stone carvings, and flames of order and glory burning in their eyes.

They carry twenty-four holy transformations in their bodies. Their blood is no longer ordinary blood, and their bones are no longer ordinary bones. They are sharp blades forged personally by the Lord of the Courtyard, specifically designed to kill disrespect and heresy.

Outside of the [Sword of Glory] are 50,000 Astra Militarum soldiers who have been trained by the Valraven Company and have completed tactical linkage and mind synchronization.

this moment.

Two Crown-class powerful units, one fourth-generation machine, one third-and-a-half-generation machine, a group of three 2.5-generation machines, three hundred imperial guards, fifty thousand star troops, thirteen frigates, and one [Sword of Glory-class cruiser].

Plus the synchronized jumps and the Orthodox Church's thirteen folding holy ships, iron walls, and holy idols...

Such a luxurious formation is only used to launch a holy war against the Soul Sucker Empire!
...............

T-12 ruins, lower level of collapse zone.

The main brain is still slowly spitting out threads of information. In the sea of ​​consciousness as deep as the night, lines of corrosion protocols are gradually infiltrating into the dormant and broken neural core of the [God-given Colossus].

But it suddenly stopped.

Without any warning, a disturbance wave that did not belong to this world pierced into the outermost layer of the mind network like a folding knife.

[Abnormal disturbance detection——]

[Source direction: Multiple folding domains · External observation failed · Status: unknown]

The mastermind's thoughts immediately jumped to the highest level. "Siyuan Protocol - Global Armed Response."

In an instant, a dull vibration sound was heard inside the entire ruins, as if thousands of spiritual alarm bells were ringing at the same time.

Hundreds of Nautilus fleets, like activated parasitic nerves, broke out from star tracks, rifts and hidden planes, and quickly gathered towards the battlefield.

Fifty elite colony units of soul suckers also gathered towards the center of the ruins like needles, tactical nodes were rapidly deployed, and mind synchronization bands were laid out layer by layer.

But, right now.

The sky cracked open.

A series of sounds like the snapping of mechanical gears or the sudden folding of thousands of mirrors came from the sky.

Over the ruins.

The space was folded open.

Piece after piece of high-dimensional folded geometric bodies fell like nail boards, forming an [iron wall] surrounding the entire sky above the star core.

Irregular, asymmetrical, yet tightly ordered.

All the mind probes of the spirit suckers hit that structure one by one, and all they fed back were signals of disorder and closure.

then.

boom---

boom-----

boom----------

Fire from the sky falls.

The Courtyard Fleet launched the attack first. Thirteen [Sword-class frigates] were lined up head to tail, with the bows of the ships lined up like sharp blades, weaving a stranglehold made of etheric firepower.

It was like a divine punishment coming to the world, instantly tearing open the mind communication nodes of the soul suckers on the front line!

And in the center of them, a black-gold flagship broke through the air. It was the throne of the Lord of the Courtyard - [Sword of Glory].

Main gun locked - target: the main brain."

"Guide guns No. 7 to No. 9 fire in unison, focusing fire on the core of the pit."

Boom boom boom——!
Dozens of beams of burning golden energy pointed directly at the main brain's body.

But at the moment when the energy beam was about to make contact, a purple mental storm barrier suddenly emerged.

A huge purple halo appeared behind the mastermind.

It was a crown that looked like a blooming purple lotus, somehow resonating in the same frequency as the main brain's consciousness, and layers of heterogeneous waves constructed an indescribable shield world.

All the artillery fire exploded three hundred meters away from the main brain, and the aftermath swept across the ground, causing the cracks in the star core to collapse continuously.

The mastermind has not moved.

And beneath it, the [God-given Colossus], which had not yet been completely corroded, finally moved.

"boom--!!"

The deep pit shook and the earth exploded layer by layer.

A huge silver-purple shadow, as tall as a hundred meters, slowly rose from the dark sacrificial pit, with polluted flames of consciousness burning in its pupils.

Its machine soul has not yet completely surrendered, but it has been reprogrammed by the main brain's mind blockade system.

At the same time, two 3.5-generation machines that had completed debugging slowly stepped out from the rear defense layer and stood side by side with the [God-given Colossus]. Their dark power backbones emitted a faint cold light.

At this moment, the alarm bell on the bridge of [Sword of Glory] sounded again, and [Adam] began war deployment.

[The main target was not penetrated! The strength of the mental barrier exceeded the calculation range! ]

[Dock preparation, release all general-purpose mobile weapons——]

【Authorization approved, hatch opened. 】

[Prometheus——Unlocked! 】

Inside the ship, the first, second, third and fourth docks are opened at the same time!
Like the gate to the fourth level of hell, it slowly opened.

Light and fire converged between the anchor rails, and weapons of war awakened in the iron temple!
At the front is the 101-meter-tall [Gospel Holy Machine Prometheus]. The silver-white body is flowing with the light of golden ratio. The three metal rings on the back have been activated, rotating in circles like a god descending to the earth.

Behind it are three [Courtyard Titans] that the courtyard had just manufactured. They are 20 meters tall, painted in dark red and black gold, and have different modules to enhance their combat functions.

In the other hatch, [Morning Star Eärendil] followed closely, carrying six main guns, silent as a tombstone.

No excessive slogans, no redundant words.

This is not a test or a border conflict.

This is war.

The holy war has already broken out.

boom--! !

As a blast like the horn of apocalypse resounded throughout the starry sky, the left side of the [Sword of Glory] was fully opened, the ether chain was automatically untied, and on the floating platform, one war weapon after another was loaded into the catapult track!
The first batch of three [Courtyard Titans] were launched, and the embedded thrusters and sinking propulsion legs have been unlocked. The black and gold paint exploded like deep-sea rock iron under the reflection. They jumped out and slammed towards the defense circle outside the ruins!

"Target coordinates locked, propulsion system activated - release completed."

[Morning Star Eärendil] was then slowly lifted up, and its fortress-like back building on the floating platform made a series of anchor release sounds, as low as thunder.

"The synchronization module is stable, release countdown - 3, 2, 1 - launch!"

The ground shook, and the machine that looked like a holy city of war rushed straight into the battlefield. The six-barreled electromagnetic cannon seemed to be a holy weapon of judgment declaring war, opening a line of fire along the surface with the enemy's attack center!

And above the bow bridge at the front, the huge [Holy Machine of Gospel] also began to be launched.

In the cockpit, Xia Xiu's brilliant golden eyes, reflected in the cockpit window, looked like the eyes of a god.

He calmly stretched out his right hand and put it into the sync port.

Spiritual connection established

[Telepathic frame: synchronizing...]

[Current synchronization rate: 70%]

【Crown Authority Confirmation】

【Operator: Hugh Abraham】

As the system completed the identification, the god of war sleeping in the golden rack appeared in the rear cabin of the entire main ship.

[Gospel Holy Machine Prometheus] suddenly opened his eyes.

Bang! !

The silver-white alloy shell shattered in an instant, and three huge metal floating rings rose from the back, like the sun, moon and stars guarding the divine body!
A triple halo appeared behind it, as if the door to apocalypse had opened, and powerful energy rushed straight into the sky from its spine.

Inside the cabin, a circle of azure light quietly emerged around Xia Xiu's pupils.

He said softly:

"Vassago, stop time."

next moment.

【Crown Blessing·Time Slot】

"Buzz——"

Tinnitus suddenly occurred.

It wasn't the sound that exploded, but the whole world at this moment...

Calm down.

It was as if someone had ripped off the sound film of the battlefield. All the explosions, roars, and surging energy... seemed to be frozen in a frame on the gray and white film.

Xia Xiu and the Holy Gospel Machine were ejected from the ship and suddenly took off into the air.

The world around him stopped, the explosion was frozen in mid-air, the fallen warship fragments hovered like sculptures, and the energy beams of the Soul Sucker fleet were like frozen starlight, shining but no longer flowing.

And the Holy Machine of Gospel is speeding through this gray and frozen world.

It was extremely fast, and its body was like a blurry silver-white blade of light, leaving behind layers of visual afterimages, as if time was making way for it.

Xia Xiu sat in the cockpit, his golden eyes focused like an eagle, and his fingers moved.

"Begin expelling the target!"

The main brain in front of him was floating above the huge corrosive pit, with a purple crown surrounding its body. In the still time, it seemed to have become a solidified monster.

Xia Xiu exhaled lightly and clenched his right fist.

boom! !

Behind the silver-white [Holy Machine of Gospel], three floating rings burned with golden flames at the same time, and a ship-slashing sword generated by the machine itself slowly stretched out. The blade was nearly a hundred meters long and carried a brand-like mark of fire!

The ship-slashing sword was raised high and chopped directly at the main brain.