Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 906 [Cholera Legion]

On the floating plate, Xia Xiu's eyes suddenly turned cold. He saw the "overlapping shadow" and tilt after the shock.

Opportunities are fleeting, you must seize it.

The Holy Machine of Gospel suddenly raised its right arm, and the [Spiral of Heaven] spun out a snow-white divine storm in its palm, as if it was holding an absolute spear that could pierce the entire world.

The next second, the Holy Machine of Gospel took a step forward.

boom------

The broken floating continent was used as a temporary orbit. The Holy Machine of Gospel used the force to leap into the astral storm, completing high-frequency folding before the space closed. The entire Holy Machine instantly passed by the side of the Bull of Heaven and directly killed into the core array of [Yal Samtur].

At this moment, [Yar Samtur] moved at the same time.

Its "eyes" that were spread all over its body and arranged like a honeycomb opened together, and the complex psychic circuits inside it flowed. Dense diamond-shaped crystals ejected from its neural spine and quickly arranged into a barrier structure directly in front of it in an unobservable array.

[Format the defense barrier and rebuild it! ]

The Holy Machine of Gospel raised its spear, the Triple Crown roaring and burning behind it, and poured the synchronization rate of the core of the entire machine into its right arm. At that moment, the [Spiral of Heaven] came to a complete standstill.

Then, rotate it again.

Outbreak completely!

[Spiral of the End——Through Mode! ]

The spear pierced through and the world froze.

In silence, the Spiral of Heaven, carrying all the accelerating kinetic energy and ether infusion power of the Holy Machine of Gospel, slammed straight into the diamond-shaped barrier formed by billions of "remnants of civilization".

The first diamond crystal, at the moment of contact, suddenly emitted a sharp sound wave.
It was the instant collapse of the rhythm of thousands of languages, like tinnitus in the ears of God.

Then, the spiral gun tip seemed to have pierced into an entire forest of thought crystals compressed by civilization. The silver edge did not move an inch, but the surface of the entire barrier was constantly collapsing.

One dollar, two dollars, ten dollars, a hundred dollars...

Countless diamond-shaped crystals began to vibrate irregularly and collapse under the spiral fluctuations.

The two sides are in a delicate stalemate.

[Heavenly Spiral] cannot be advanced.

The [Civilization Barrier] can no longer be as solid as before.

The Holy Gospel Machine used its gun as an anchor and its body as a nail to hold down this barrier formed by the "Soul of the Empire".

The barrier is fueled by the civilizational heritage of the Spirit Absorber Empire. What Xia Xiu can do now is to wear the opponent down.

But time doesn't belong to him alone.

[Yar Samtur] has obviously waited until the critical point.

Those countless "eyes" suddenly opened.

No more observation, no more calculation.

Confirm that the target exists, that the format channel is open, and that the other party has not left the fixed anchor point.

All eyes, at the same time, were locked onto the Holy Gospel Machine.

next second.

All its mental vertebrae vibrated at a high frequency, and its most terrifying ability finally emerged:

[Execute civilization formatting: definition erasure, existence backtracking, information reset to zero——]

The light exploded without any warning.

It was like a completely white curtain was cast across the astral world, covering all observations and swallowing up all logic.

Once hit, the definition chain of the Holy Gospel Machine that exists in the baseline universe will be stripped, cleared, and formatted, and even the observation item of "once existed" will be deleted.

Just as the civilization formatting was initiated, a faint frame seemed to appear in the starry sky.

The timing was wrong by a beat.

It's not the other party that's delayed, it's the world that's delayed.

The purple-gold crown behind the Holy Machine of Gospel suddenly emitted a terrifying aura.

"Buzz——"

[Crown Blessing·Time Slot——]

【Time Warp·Pause! 】

The entire star realm was forced to stand still at that moment.

The light stops, the wind freezes, and the formatting waves are frozen in their release trajectory.

Only Xia Xiu.

In that moment when fate seemed to have paused, his expression was calm, his movements were precise, and the body moved slightly.

[Prometheus] completed the spatial transformation in 0.5 seconds of stillness, shifted horizontally hundreds of meters from the original "locking point", and broke away from the definition chain silently.

"Buzz——"

Time resumes flowing and the world continues to evolve in the next frame.

"call out------"

[Format Shock] is launched with a bang.

But the Holy Gospel Machine in the hit area has disappeared, and below that area is an entire complex of buildings that once belonged to the outskirts of the capital of the Soul Absorber Empire.

At this moment, those magnificent consciousness towers, folded civilization warehouses, brain storage chambers...

Under the passing of the "formatted light curtain", they were directly taken out of reality.

There was no explosion, just like being wiped by an invisible eraser. The area was as smooth as a mirror, as if no object had ever existed.

The dust has not yet risen.

At the same time, in the afterglow of that side slide, the Holy Machine of Gospel landed steadily.

But no one noticed that the shadow under its feet, under the light of the star realm... began to extend wildly in all directions.

That was no ordinary shadow, it was like a dormant well, connecting to the gap of an unknown legion.

Between the star-earth fault, a black shadow flowed along the folds of space like ink, and in front of the civilization-formatted weapon, a crack embedded with runes and bone spurs suddenly opened up.

The cracks vibrate.

The next moment, from the gap in the strange shadow,
The first things to step out were two giant bony legs that were twisted in shape and seemed to have long forgotten the order of evolution.

"Click."

The foot landed on the ground like thunder that shattered the mountain.

[The First Apostle has arrived! ]

It didn't roar or speak, it just crouched and crawled out from the shadows.

Then... suddenly he leaped! Like an extremely hungry ancient hunting beast,

It flew directly towards the formatted crystal core in front of [Yal Samtur] that was still maintaining its structure.

The next moment, all eyes became blurry.

That twisted body was like a spike, nailed firmly to the crystal barrier.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!!!
The First Apostle was facing [Yal Samtur] downwards, with a skull mask on his face that could never be closed, like a soul cage that was cruelly nailed into bionic flesh and blood. Its surface was covered with biological synapses and crack networks, and there were no pupils in its eye sockets, only two balls of blue-white light burning with nerve pulses.

A red spear like a fork appeared in his hand, and he held the spear and thrust it downwards with great force.

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak——————

This was the harsh friction sound of the red spear colliding with the barrier, and at this moment, sensing the crisis, [Yal Samtur] finally fought back.

Countless eyeballs opened, and all formatting nodes were mobilized at full power.
Release a beam of civilization formatting shock to the first apostle,

but……

Time and space were stuck again.

The 0.2 second frame skipping feeling reappears.

This time, even the world only flashed white for a moment.

【Time stops! 】

Xia Xiu moved his right hand slightly, and the Holy Gospel Machine flew through the air.

He whispered, the shadows gathered, and the First Apostle disappeared in the moment when time froze, and was taken back into the shadow world crack.

The formatting shock was swept away.

It penetrated an entire energy structure in the sky but did not hit any target.

The next second, Xia Xiu turned around with the Holy Machine of Gospel, and the silver-white Holy Machine was like a divine judgment, and the spiral spear in his right hand stabbed out. ——Bang!

Another penetrating blow.
It blasted the remaining barrier structure on the outer shell of [Yal Samtur] into pieces.

The other side once again adjusted the format to fight back.

The familiar feeling of frame interruption reappeared, and in the 0.1 second time freeze, the Holy Machine of Gospel disappeared from its original position, and the attack failed again.

The next second, the first apostle took over.

He crawled out from the shadows, raised the red spear high, and continued the divine punishment like a relay.

……

On the side of the Soul Absorber Empire, the twenty-nine master brains briefly fell into high-frequency oscillation in the mental neural matrix.

They noticed something unusual, so they ordered the Bull of Heaven, which had already adjusted its condition, to join the battle.

Some of the virtual giant bulls had to stand up again, and the Silver Optimus Prime was activated again.

At this time, Xia Xiu's voice rang out throughout the hub.

"Remember this frequency fluctuation."

"I need you to tear open this covered land and turn out everything that is hidden."

The Holy Machine of Gospel stood on the sky, three halos slowly rotating, and the shadow beneath its feet twisted and sank again.

The second abyss opens.

[Deep Diver Legion], come out in full force!

They were like ghosts from the deep sea, deformed soldiers covered in algae and mucus crawling out from the shadows.

Each of them had organs that were a combination of fish and humans, with blue gill slits exposed on their ribs, bulging eyeballs covered with bloodshot capillaries, and they were whispering the language of the ancient gods of the sea:

"The Lord of the Dream is not dead, the great flesh and blood awakens under the tide."

"We walk in the damp chaos, corrupting the earth for the Lord."

They ran among the ruins, carrying with them a damp, rancid miasma. Slimy tentacles grew from the movement of each corpse, and those tentacles crawled into the cracks in search of the hidden main brain signal nodes.

Following closely behind was the [Hounds of Tindalos].

They don’t run, they “appear.”

It appears strangely from the folding angle, from the oblique edge and time angle that are beyond the reach of common sense, without any sign or track.

The blade-like limbs dragged traces of space tearing, a faint curse totem flickered on the pointed skull, and the pupils opened towards different dimensions, locking onto all "illogical" existences.

The hounds gnaw on the edge of divine error, crush reality, and chew the coordinates of "betrayal concepts" for their masters.

Next up - [Shield of Himalia].

There were a hundred colossi, gigantic creatures with an average height of between three hundred and seven hundred meters, and like ancient beasts from the mountains and seas, they slowly stepped out from the abyss of the astral realm.

They move slowly, but every step is earth-shaking, and every creature carries a forbidden magic field.

They were dropped by Xia Xiu into the urban area, into the area where the [Bull of Heaven] was located.

Xia Xiu did not expect the colossi to be able to defeat the [Bull of Heaven]. He only needed the rumbling and chain formations formed by the hundreds of colossi to temporarily block the opponent.

And with the appearance of the Colossus, the wind came.

That is the breath of the Silent Wendigo.

The wind blew out from the crack, and the leader dressed in the seven deadly sins appeared. He was the only intelligent being in the legion.

His body was five meters tall, like a walking shadow fortress.

The huge and thin figure is covered in the heavy [Armor of Atonement].

On the head, huge antlers are coiled like withered ancient trees, bent and ferocious.

The broken chains on the deer antlers swayed in the wind, making crisp clashes.

There was no life on his face, his pale skin clung to his bony bones, his eyes were sunken in their sockets, two balls of scarlet flames flickered in them, burning with hatred and remorse for his sins.

In Wendigo's right hand, he held a pitch-black [Spear of Atonement].

The spear was so sharp that it was almost transparent, and the tip of the spear flashed a cold and deadly light.

Behind him, the weapons of the seven deadly sins hung heavily on his armor: a golden axe, a pink chain, a crimson hammer...

Ding-ling~Ding-ling~Ding-ling~
He began to command the next two legions that appeared.

[Burning Legion], coming on fire!

They burst forth from the fiery faults of the astral plane,
The body had long been melted by the flames and recast into armor.

Each fire demon has a skeleton made of burning magma, and its eye sockets are shining with red flames from volcanic eruptions.

They held flaming axes and molten iron spears, and walked on the burning earth.
Wherever it passed, everything was burned.

And then there is——[Yellow Change Legion].

They are like projections of a mad nightmare.

A group of yellow creatures with single or compound eyes, dragging strange equipment and weapons, swarmed out from the shadow cracks.

Although they are small, they can lift things that are many times heavier than themselves. While they are running, cannons, tanks, aircraft, power armor, tripod chariots, flame missiles, sonic jammers...

All of it appeared out of nowhere, like a malicious toy box being opened to reveal the most absurd horrors.

The trumpets they held in their hands sang a chilling melody:
"The little servants sing praises, and the bones are the altar masters and gods."

"The stars are mud, bones are blades, gods are above, and we are crazy for them."

They chanted meaningless words while advancing into the ruins accompanied by the flames of the Fire Demon.

Explosions, rain of fire, spears of light, laughter, madness...

It was a chaos, and it looked like a celebration of praise to God performed by a group of demons.

Legion, taking shape.

Shadows surge, God's will moves.

Crazy, absurd, and bizarre visions wreaked havoc on the astral battlefield.

It seems that this place is no longer a battlefield, but a sacrament from an out-of-control world.

……

The main brain neural network of the Soul Sucker Empire underwent a violent shock.

Many colonies deployed to the capital's front saw the raging scene on the astral battlefield.
Suddenly the movement stopped.

They should have obeyed orders unconditionally.
It should have been completely formatted, controlled, and mobilized by the mastermind.

But at this moment——the mastermind's order could not be fully executed.

Because those "colonies" fell into an inexplicable mental breakdown.

They use their only remaining "self-awareness" to try to understand what is in front of them.

But soon they failed and their sanity began to fail.

That's not something they can understand at all.

The slave race of the mind suckers began to scream.

One tries to escape, but goes crazy when he sees a Minion riding a tank speeding towards him.

Some people knelt on the ground and prayed to the main brain for reason and comfort, but they only felt a "blank" in their heart network.

Some people even began to talk nonsense, swallow their own tentacles, and tear their own faces.

[Warning: Colony mental entropy value rises to over 99%]

[Perceived cross-contamination confirmed, the emergence of "invisible concepts"]

[Further analysis is underway——]

【Heaven? ? ? 】

【Stars???】

【Cholera Monarch???】

[Nameless Light God? ? ]

【? ? ? 】

Obviously, the Soul Sucker Empire's main brain didn't know how to classify the suddenly appearing army for a moment.

For a moment, they didn't know what label to put on these strange things.