Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 902: The Battle for Star Overlord VI
The aftermath of the crown's deployment has not yet completely dissipated, and the edge of the world is still trembling.

However, Xia Xiu no longer held back. The war had just begun, and the Holy Gospel Machine must be preserved and kept in the deepest part to target the capital of the Soul Absorber Empire.

If he were to control the Holy Machine now, his synchronization rate with the name of [Om Messiah] would continue to rise to a terrifying number, and he would most likely be directly assimilated by the machine and assimilated by the Broken God.

Therefore, the opportunity to drive the Gundam had to be left for later, and now he chose to use the Crown form with the highest output power to deal with [Mastermind Five].

"I haven't tried the world modulation model that was perfected after the recovery of the First Apostle... I will use you to try out the new element module."

Xia Xiu thought as he fell.

The next moment, he chose to liberate himself without reservation.

His body fell in the air, but his consciousness rose like the sun.

In the vortex of psychic energy on the verge of chaos, a figure slowly emerged, as if awakening from the glory of an ancient world.

【Metatron】——Advent.

The incarnation of the person of God came directly to him and merged with his body, spirit, and crown.

Buzz buzz~~~~
Three halos as white as mutton-fat jade suddenly shook and spun violently, like three high-speed rotating wheels of God.

In the next second of fusion, the world stopped.

Time, kinetic energy, perception, sound, everything became silent in that instant.

then……

light.

A white sun rose from the earth, without a trace of heat, but with absolute majesty and divine purity that could annihilate everything.

It rose, silently but swiftly, as if the whole world had become the sacred base upon which it rose.

The white sun does not belong to the natural star system. It is a gathering of laws and the embodiment of "order" itself by the Crown.

Its light washes away all colors, and it changes as it rises.

Thirty-six pairs of wings suddenly spread out from the core of the sun.

The wings spread out from the light like the bodies of living beings, each pair is so white that it is almost transparent, and each feather contains the rhythm of the world. They are like the pen that writes the law, and a slight movement can rewrite the melody of the entire celestial body.

In an instant, these thirty-six pairs of wings covered the entire sky, dividing the sky into two - the upper part was the holy realm, and the lower part was the mortal world.

Soon after, densely packed "eyes" began to appear on the surface of the sun.

That was not an illusion. That was the divine gaze.

Three hundred and sixty-five thousand spiritual eyes quickly formed on the surface of the light ball and in the gaps between the wings.

Each eye is composed of countless flowing sacred energies, like the deepest will among the stars, carved into this psychic statue.

They gaze at the world quietly, while at the same time rotating and shining, forming countless geometric patterns that echo each other, bringing together holy light, perfection, order, truth, laws, the sun... into a whole network of laws imprinted on the sky.

The ocean of light spread, engulfing the colors of the sky above the astral realm.

When [Master Brain Five] sensed this phenomenon hundreds of kilometers away, it immediately contracted all of its mental beams and activated the [Consciousness Feedback Barrier].

But that was meaningless.

The "sun" has risen.

The "wings" have been spread.

The "eyes" are open.

[Metatron: Total Annihilation Form——]

…………

At that moment, the blazing white sun slowly rose in the sky.

It hangs high above the [Tuhana Hub], like a seal of judgment falling from the highest level of the universe.

The sun should bring warmth and light, but what this sun brings is another kind of existence.

It is without heat, without sound, but extremely dazzling.

It's not burning, it's showing.

Show God, show order, show a judging existence that is above all things.

【Crown Unfolding·World Modulation】

[Elemental Shock: Pilgrimage Hymn to Blazing Heaven——]

The laws of the entire battlefield began to distort.

The space structure, which was originally running stably, suddenly let out a sharp "wailing".

The border of the void began to vibrate, and the energy layer could not close stably, as if the entire area was being torn open by some higher reality, revealing the flesh and veins underneath.

The blazing white elemental pollution spread to all directions as the scorching sun descended.

This is not ordinary light, nor is it psychic light waves.

It has no temperature, but it has absolute information interference.

It can penetrate armor, thoughts, beliefs, identities, logic,

Directly affects the "definition" of existence and modifies all cognition of "self".

The Nautilus fleet in the area bore the brunt of the attack.

The psychic skin of each bio-ship began to peel off, vaporize, and disintegrate the moment it came into contact with the white light.

Their originally wriggling nerve bundles became a tangled mass of flesh. The hull trembled and paralyzed from the inside out, and finally turned into an out-of-control storm of corpses like a "melted" shell.

Following closely behind are the various colonies under the jurisdiction of [Mastermind Five].

These diverse groups that are ruled, transformed, and enslaved by the Soul Suckers themselves have varying degrees of spiritual connection.
But at this point, those connections have become diffusion paths.

Dog-headed people, hollow shell worms, hollow shell human slaves...

They were all mad, wailing, and worshipping, crawling towards the scorching sun in the chaos, even mutilating themselves, burning themselves, and crashing into spiritual nodes, as if they had fallen into some kind of religious spiritual bliss and madness.

All those soul suckers who "saw" the scorching sun, regardless of whether they possessed high-level mental protection, suffered mental failure at the same moment.

They seemed to "see" some indescribable and unexplainable structure.

A palace made of light.

A pair of eyes made of "concepts",

A logical breakpoint consisting of "divine negation".

The world is modulated into what He wants it to be.

The thoughts of all living beings are like mirrors, which have been smashed into countless pieces.

Cognition begins to wander, language becomes ineffective, and perception becomes confused.

Those higher-ups in the brain simultaneously send out disintegrating levels of high-frequency feedback in the consciousness network.

It was as if the group had been collectively infected with a self-aware hymn virus.

Because, at that moment, the entire battlefield was filled with sound.

Not words, but praise.

It is not the voice of an individual, but the murmur and chant from the depths of the collective soul.

"Holy."

"Holy."

"Holy Lord."

"Praise be to the King who came from the light."

"Praise be to the Lord of Scribes who transcends the stars."

“Praise the sun that burns without fire but burns away darkness.”

“He is the rising sun, the tower of knowledge, the crown of angels.”

"Holy, holy, holy!"

And at the very core of those hymns, a certain meaning is repeated over and over again:

【Xilok】. 【Xilok】.

【Xilok】.

This is the astral language, the only definition of existence in the spiritual prayer that is not recorded in the semantic codex.

That's not a name, that's a nested comment of the identity itself.

It means: "The light that transcends structure."

He is the "King of Light".

It is "the Eucharist that cannot be translated but can only be praised."

And this sun, in the cognition of all civilizations, has been engraved with this unique name:
The majestic sun, the supreme god of light - [Xirok].

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[DATA DELETED■■■]

[Unclear semantic labeling·Structural decoding failed·Ontology recognition critical warning]

[Warning: Processing an information body that is not included in the Imperial Psychic Network]

[Warning: The current attack source cannot be named. Naming attempt failed. Crown-level authority approval failed.]

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[Analysis Crown ■■■Data Deleted■■■]

【Unable to resolve!!!】

【Unable to resolve!!!】

【Unable to resolve!!!】

[Mastermind Five] is floating in the center of the sky above Tuhana Hub.

Its neural pool swelled violently, purple brain matter squirmed back and forth within the shell, and thousands of nerve fibers flashed distorted streams of information frantically.

As the hub brain of the [Tuhana Region], it has controlled more than 82 colonies in the past 700 years, manipulated 450,000 organic individuals and 2,300 mind nodes, and possessed the most stable triple mind connection authority at the regional level.

Its upper consciousness connection still exists, the mind network matrix barely maintains the connection state, and [Master Brain Six] and [Master Brain Seven] are trying to send back stable parameters via the edge band.

But it knew - it was too late.

It didn't have time to schedule. It didn't have time to calculate. It didn't have time to predict.

When the white sun descended from the sky, one-third of the neural clusters connected to [Main Brain Five] were completely disconnected within 0.5 seconds. All connected units, including the command brain, central cabin brain, and fleet neural core in the colony, were instantly annihilated.

What is annihilated is not just the body or the nodes of consciousness, but the "structure itself" is erased from the mind network, as if they had never existed.

The neural bridges connecting them seemed to have encountered a storm that stripped away the language level. The information became blurred, fragmented, and garbled, and even began to appear in the main brain's own data perception - multidimensional pollution blocks.

It attempts to retrieve the source of these abnormal information in the loop, trying to suppress, transcode, and clear the pollution.

But it failed.

Polluted information does not "invade" through mind shock.

Instead, it grows naturally directly within its area of ​​"self-awareness".

[Mastermind Five] attempted to restore its own boundaries and tried to restart the [Consciousness Anti-collapse Lock] and [Beacon Logic Rejection Mechanism].

However, it found itself beginning to "remember" fragments of information that had never been written.

Those pieces of information are stacked, spliced, and repeatedly constructed in its own semantic network.

It began to repeatedly receive a strange but instinctive fear signal - [Xirok].

This word appeared in [Mastermind Five] constantly, and it couldn't even understand whether it was "language" or "existence".

This is not the other person's name, absolutely not!
It simply instinctively translated it into a pure label: [Nameless God of Light].

Because the word "Xirok" is full of pollution, it is a "self-existing information core" that has never been recorded, cannot be analyzed, and cannot be named.

It is a kind of conceptual "high-pressure manifestation" that transcends the classification system.

Some kind of primitive, eternal, indescribable consciousness projection is descending from the light side of the world and launching a spiritual genocide against the entire mastermind network.

At the same time, the main body of [Mastermind Five] also began to undergo structural collapse.

The biological layer on its surface, which was originally like a wriggling brain cortex, began to swell, dissolve, and tear.

The neural tissue emerges in a distorted pattern like a melting neural flower under the white light radiation.

Human faces began to appear on its head, and its eyes looked up at the sky, silently chewing on unspeakable words.

It began to twitch in pain.

Its language output organs collapsed.

There was a fault in its neural computing layer.

Its logical recursive center continuously outputs data blocks that ask and answer questions:

【who I am? 】

When do I exist?

Did He never leave?

[Xirok... is he a part of order? ]

[The parameters of the world... have been changed...]

Violent shocks continued to reverberate deep within the main brain's five nerve cores. Pollution was still spreading, the consciousness network was shattered, and every connection was torn into pieces by the influx of divine noise.

Mastermind Five knew that this must be stopped.

It no longer hesitated and immediately activated the [Thinking Center Self-Destruction Program] - that was a counter-attack protocol that was enough to melt the entire hub main brain-level neural data body. Once detonated, it would not only turn itself into a completely blank area, but also produce a mind-breaking storm, trying to reversely destroy the stability of the opponent's domain.

Neural activation. Logic circuit closed. Explosive signal sent.

But the next second - it failed.

It's not that the blasting command was intercepted, nor that the execution failed, but that even the logical path of "destruction" itself was blocked.

Because He—has begun to reprogram the world.

[World Modulation Dimension Canvas——]

At that moment, the entire background layer of reality above [Tuhana] changed.

Like a torn cosmic canvas, the sky is no longer a constant dimensional background, but has become a surface with floating unknown conceptual structures.
The space is slowly disintegrating, the starlight is twisted into lines, and the boundary between logic and time is forcibly folded, as if someone is using a pen to re-outline the edge of the world.

And the [Nameless God of Light]——He, flew into this canvas.

He becomes the background of the world.

Huge, yet weightless.

Blazing white, but without substance.

He slowly descended from the sky, with his wings spread out, and behind him was a stream of light flowing with ancient astral texts and the mark of a crown.

He hovered at the top of the "world", watching the still struggling [Mastermind Five].

Then, a terrifying blow fell.

[World Modulation Dimensional Blade! ]

First cut!
A beam of light across the sky instantly cut through the background. It was extremely long and thin, as if the entire canvas was cut by a giant hand with perfect power.

Immediately, thousands of daggers of light burst out from both sides of the horizontal cutting line. They poured down like a rainstorm along the vertical direction of the incision, landing precisely around the body of Mainbrain V, sealing it in a holy ring that was almost impossible to escape.

Second cut!
The second light mark continued to cut below the previous cut, and the crack twitched like a living thing, overflowing with pure white energy. New daggers of light emerged again, doubled in number, and each dagger had the ability to destroy rules, pointing directly at the neural output nodes of the main brain.

The third cut.

The fourth cut.

The fifth cut.

The rays of light slashed down one after another, and each slash was a recoding of the "world" rather than a simple attack.

Those cracks are no longer just wounds, they are the concept of "refusal to heal", scars of the world marked by the [Nameless God of Light] that will never close.

And with every slash, an indescribable "freeze line" would appear on the neural surface of the main brain. Its flesh was collapsing, its mind was collapsing, and its worldview was split in two with every slash.