Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 935 The First Wave of Attack (Revised chapter, best viewed the following day)
Lunar base.

Xia Xiujing stood on the observation platform, his long golden hair trembling like flames in the projection screen.

He looked up, his gaze passing over the semi-transparent protective dome, toward the no longer peaceful blue planet.

—Tara groaned in pain.

"The Membrane virus... has infiltrated the atmosphere."

The central broadcast of Eden was deep and resonant, like a bell.

[Source of pollution: Astral Domain - Four Domains Resonance]

[Current pollution path: Spreading from the edge of the orbit to all densely populated areas of thought on the Earth's surface —]

In the floating images, Terra's surface was covered by a layer of eerie blue psychic spectrum mist, as if the entire planet had donned some kind of dream mirror.

Xia Xiu gripped the silver scepter 'Lever of Heaven' in his right hand, his brows furrowing slightly, and uttered the command:
"Activate, the Wailing Wall!"

The next second, the deep structure of the entire lunar base trembled.

An invisible yet overwhelming wave was released.

That's a "wall".

The Wailing Wall, the first line of defense left by Heaven—a "divine Great Wall" against the Mother, lies between Terra and the Orbital Celestials.

At the same time, echoes resounded from all corners of the world:

In the Mississippi region of the Edisi Federation, the general in the command center suddenly received a trigger order for the "Jericho Accords." Public language transmission across the entire federation instantly ceased, screens went black, all intelligent semantic devices shut down, leaving only a cold line of code flashing:

[As Mother Nemesis approaches, clear your mind—]

Within the underground mountains of the capital of the Oletin Empire, the deepest firewall of the Senate was activated, with the code name "Helsinki Freeze Clause".

Silently, all thought signals were frozen, even dreams were frozen in the birch forest in the snow, as if time and space had stopped.

In the Diva Empire, the signal tower atop the Logic Tower lit up with seven-colored fluorescence, chanting resounded, and the "grand blueprint" woven from quantum faith covered the city cluster. The masses unknowingly entered a state of trance, and their belief logic automatically became out of sync with their faith in the Mother Goddess.

In the Central Alliance, the canopy of Luxembourg's central sky was replaced by high-dimensional perception shielding panels, and a structure called the "Europa Asylum Protocol" began to reverse language structures and format all viruses.

Xia Xiu saw all of this.

There was no joy in his eyes, only oppressive silence.

But this is only the beginning.

Another, even stronger wave surged from the distant sky.

Eden's mastermind echoed in his mind:
The Cancer constellation has completed orbital locking.

[Sagittarius constellation completes deflection tracking]

"ignition."

he whispered.

The orbit then vibrated, as if a galaxy of stars had descended, pointing towards a silent black dot deep within the starry sky.

Within the floating light screen, the voice of heaven resounded throughout the nine heavens:
"Sagittarius σ Star - Activation".

"Tau Sagittarius - Activation".

"Sagittarius φ Star - Activation".

"Sagittarius X Star - Activation".

"Sagittarius ψ Star - Activation".

"Sagittarius Omega - Activation".

Immediately following:

"Cancer Alpha-1 Star Sequence - Activation".

"Cancer Gamma Main Gun - Focusing..."

"Coordinate calibration: Star God Watch Case - South Sea Reproductive Domain".

At that moment, it was as if a hundred white spears ignited in space, piercing the silence.

A massive beam of light descended straight down from the void, piercing through the surface of the Star God and striking its outer shell ecosystem.

It did not strike the central nervous system, nor did it touch His heart.

Rather, it is aimed at the vast swarm of sea creatures that parasitize His dreams.

The dream crystal atop the ice crown was shattered, and the dream sealed for a billion years echoed through the void, like a lament.

The spore storm in the branching zone was torn apart, and the mycelial forest withered and collapsed in the flames.

The sound waves of the song were interrupted, and the melody in the crowd became distorted and out of tune.

At the source of spinal nerve surge, countless shells of brain begin to melt and self-immolate-like nerve waves surge erratically.

But Gaia Astraea did not respond.

She did not wake up.

This is the calculation of the Kingdom of Heaven.

The firepower had already been adjusted; it was merely a matter of cleansing, plundering, and expelling—the sea creatures were wiped out before He awoke.

……

……

When the orbital firepower of the Heavenly Kingdom fell upon the ecological surface of the Star God like the wrathful spears of the gods, the once restless and frenzied swarm of Sealings...

Finally, they transitioned from a sacrificial posture to a fighting stance.

The large group led by the "Immeltable Iceberg" was the first to react.

The ice layer was pierced by the heavenly fire, large sections of ice burst open, and the core tissue of the dream sac was exposed.

Thousands of ice-crystal-shelled creatures rushed into the crater immediately, covering the cracked area with their crystallized exoskeletons; even larger individuals lay on top of it, opening the condensation organs on their backs to release extremely cold temperatures in an attempt to refreeze the rupture.

In the center of the ice field, a surviving dream sac began to self-adjust—it extracted some stored memories and released a blue light pulse, forming a fog projection within a ten-kilometer radius, disrupting the precise scanning of the space-based fire control system.

Next, the Dream Sac Coordinator beneath the ice surface initiated a signal burst similar to a nerve impulse, waking up thousands of smaller entities around it to fill the gap and reconstruct a simple "grid ice field".

Then came the large group led by the [Original Lifeline].

When a high-energy heat beam blasted through the canyon area, hundreds of "shell-brain bodies" died instantly.

But the very next second after the fire ended, countless "notochords" emerged from the fleshy walls on both sides of the canyon. These worm-like neural parasites quickly burrowed into the still-unmelted corpses and regenerated through them.

They pieced together their own neural structures to form temporary control centers, and assembled the bones, spinal cords, and limbs that were not yet dead, piecing them together into distorted biological turrets.

These biological turrets lack precise guidance, yet they indiscriminately spray plasma and jam sonic waves in the direction from which the fire is coming.

Some individual Sealings even actively climbed onto the firing point and self-destructed to release clouds of poisonous spores, covering the area where the Skyfire landed and attempting to corrode the energy particles in the air.

Where the fire was suppressed, they built a new line of fire using spines, nerves, and corpses.

Next up is... [The Corrupted Heart].

On the floating bay above the Star God's shoulder, a large number of planktonic sea creatures are dying.

But within this blood mist, even smaller sea creatures—"vortexes" only the size of an adult's fingernail—began to cluster together.

They form clusters hundreds of meters in diameter, rotating at high speed in the seawater, disrupting the aftershocks of the explosion in a manner similar to a vortex shielding field. The high-temperature impact area is rapidly cooled by these vortices, forming brief "anti-scalding cavitation zones."

Within these zones, larger sea creatures begin to release octopus-like clouds of chromatin, creating visual and thermal signal interference.

Beneath the surface of the water, a "nest structure" is slowly pulsating.

It is a natural giant sound wave generator, composed of thousands of singing sea creatures that harmonize with each other to produce fixed frequencies—these frequencies manifest as tangible distortions and pollution that deflect artillery fire.

Finally, there are the [spreading branches].

When the fire cave, resembling a meteorite crater, fell into the mushroom forest, the entire forest belt began to change rapidly.

The underground spore cysts begin to burst actively, releasing a type of "endothermic planktonic spores." These spores explode in the air and release a layer of flocculent cloud—this cloud does not block the heat beam, but it can interfere with the mid-infrared guide segment of space-based projection.

At the same time, a large number of slime mold-type sea creatures surged to the surface, covering the entire edge of the crater and quickly hardening into a shell-like umbrella, forming a covering in just tens of seconds.

They are not fighting for survival, but for "damage reduction".

On the periphery, several enormous "fungal whip carriers" suddenly extended their long whips, striking the points where the firelight landed, using air shockwaves to disrupt the direction of particle flow, and forcibly deflecting a portion of the fire stream.

This is a forest that will never surrender.

Even if it is burned to ashes, it will regenerate into a fleshy wall that can shield it from the heavenly fire.

The surface of the god was a sea of ​​fire and charred remains.

But beneath that hellish scene, countless lives continue to writhe, piece together, sing, and be reborn.

They did not express their resistance in words.

They use bones, flesh, cold air, poisonous spores, mirrors, songs, and nerves. This is the language of Haisi.

……

……

On orbit G6.

High above Terra G6 orbit, a space station floats amidst a barrage of gunfire.

Behind the main observation dome, standing before the silvery-white arc screen, are two figures, the First and Second Sword Bearers of Heaven.

At this moment, they gazed together at the burning hell below.

Above the surface of the Star God Gaia Astreya, the earth churned like boiling magma of flesh and blood, and countless sea creatures were reduced to charred debris in the high-temperature beams of light and plasma storms, only to be reorganized, split, extended, and degenerated again.

One batch was burned to death, and the second batch crawled out from the bones.

When one region is destroyed, another region learns to adapt and transform.

Even the Membrane virus from the Heavenly Kingdom's Sky-Based Artillery Group could not completely destroy this indescribable race.

They are evolving.

—Evolving through death.

Muhammad slowly began to speak:
"They are truly a miracle of creation."

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the charred but still spontaneously combusting and reshaping shells on the ground, his eyes filled with coldness.

"It's amazing that it can quickly adjust its physiological structure and optimize its defenses under such an attack..."

That entire band of fungal flagella completed thermal adaptation within three minutes, and even actively induced the trajectory dispersion angle.

Muhammad slowly clenched his right fist, his eyes filled with an undisguised killing intent.

"We are not facing a pack of beasts, but a living...calculus matrix."

Saint Valentine watched this scene, this saint, who was considered merciful in the eyes of the world, now showing a compassion unlike any other...

Cold, solemn, with a compassion that resembles that of a judge.

He gazed at the sea creatures struggling in the inferno, his voice slowly lowering, like a revelation whispered by angels in a human dream from an ancient scripture:
"All living beings are lost in the sea, with no shore to return to."

“You were not made by the hand of God, nor were you commissioned by his will.”

“You are born in dreams, grow strong in fear, speak of hatred, and believe in resonance.”

He closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, as if praying for them, but without a trace of pity.

"You don't understand love."

“You do not know forgiveness.”

"And your greatest sin is only one—you do not love others."

When he opened his eyes again, they were like swords, clear, cruel, and undeniable:
"That's why we're coming."

"We will burn the dream with our flames."

"Let this civilization built on hatred be reduced to ashes in the glory of heaven."

As soon as Saint Valentine finished speaking, space fell silent.

At this moment, the Star God's body was still burning.

That was the rain of fire brought by the Kingdom of Heaven, a bright execution ground set up for judgment.

But at that very moment, something moved between the charred cracks scorched by the artillery fire.

It's not Hai Si.

It is not a living organism.

— Rather, it is an echo of a dream, a whisper of God.

In the center of that burning rift, a dark blue ridge of light suddenly rose slowly from below.

It does not have a real physical outline, but rather resembles a whole sea of ​​stars that has been peeled off from the void and transformed into a human form.

It has no mouth, yet it can speak.

It has no eyes, yet it can make people feel gazed upon.

It is like mist, like water, like a mirror image of a deity drawn out by a whirlpool.

It is the first to speak.

The Haisi civilization was born from the first words spoken in the Star God's dream, and the first recorder to possess "form".

It was draped in a robe with flowing star patterns, which seemed to seal in the galactic vortex and the echoes of history; its face, which shimmered with purple-blue light, was like a translucent divine crystal, with several light spots forming "eyes" that seemed to be peering into the abyss at humanity's original sin.

Around it, countless energy bands with silvery-white membranes slowly unfolded, like ribbons of divine will descending from a dream.

The moment it appeared, all the sensing probes inside the G6 space station briefly paused.

Suddenly, Eden's voice echoed in the minds of Saint Valentine and Muhammad:

[Prototype Confirmed – The First Speaker, Mártus, Has Appeared]

[Rank: Miracle-level - Passive Calculator]

[Intrinsic characteristics confirmed: Immune mechanism activated during first attack]

[Traditional physical and magical structures: Currently not effective at causing damage]

[Hunting Protocol Activated: Authorization Granted.]

[Target spotted. Hunt begins.]

The moment Eden finished speaking, the first speaker slowly raised his head.

That wasn't a real "movement," but rather the entire space shifting according to its consciousness.

It has no eyes, but you know it's watching you.

Saint Valentine's vision of Muhammad was brought closer.

In that instant, across the sea of ​​fire, battlefield data, and observation screens, they met the gaze of the "witness" from the Mother Goddess's dream.

Its face is a sheet of light.

It has no face, no features, and no emotions.

There were only swirling circles of light, like dream traces leaking out when the heart of a star god beats.

The light spot rotated, and a blurry pattern appeared in the center.

That's not an image, not code, and not text.

That's "proof"—proof that it remembers you attacked it.

This is the image of "witnessing".

Things that have been attacked will not perish; they will only remain in the body of the [First Speaker] as a kind of Mother-like memory.

Those memories will become the reason for immunity.

The next moment, the figure moved.

It did not take a step, and there was no wind beneath its feet.

It simply raised its right arm slowly—an arm that seemed to be woven from the Milky Way, drawing a gentle yet highly ritualistic arc in the air.

In that instant, the entire surface of the Star God trembled slightly.

Then they saw it;
The four sea legions seemed to be awakened by some invisible rhythm.

Their charred, twisted, and badly injured limbs began to writhe, and more tentacles and spore organs crawled out from the silent trenches. They crawled slowly like a tide toward the [First Speaker], gathering and converging, as if thousands of nerves were returning to a central nerve nucleus.

They neither cheered nor roared.

They were using their bodies to form a formation around that figure.

Every sea creature that gets close to the [First Speaker] is changing.

Their epidermis cracked, releasing a pale purple mist of spores; nerve arrangement was reorganized; new segments emerged in the spine; the burned areas began to keratinize rapidly; and even some severely injured individuals developed extremely fine light membrane tissue on their skin.

They are evolving.

But it's not natural evolution, nor is it ecological selection.

Instead, it's about accepting a redefinition of the concept itself.

It was as if a god placed his hand on a human's forehead and said:

"You will never be burned by flames again."

That is its intrinsic characteristic:
[Witness (Mártus)]:
Remember the first attack and rewrite it as a rule that prevents further damage.