Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 949 [Ultimate Life Form]

The heavens above the Star God have fallen into deathly silence, with only the battlefield still slowly burning with the embers of ethereal traces.

[Blue Tide Purification: 67%]

As the Eden System updates progress, all optical frequency bands across the entire battlefield are gradually extinguished at the battlefield boundaries.

An unknown ████, an existence that was long ago devoured by the Reverse Mother Weapon and completely erased from memory and physical realms, now only has a blank logical link remaining.

His name no longer exists.

His physical form is unrecognizable.

His destruction also marked the turning point of purification.

At this moment, with the unknown ████ being devoured by the Heavenly Kingdom's Reverse Mother weapon, the battle on the entire surface of the Star God's body was settled, and nothing could stop the Heavenly Kingdom from promoting the [Blue Tide Purification].

After ████ was erased from existence, cracks appeared on the main bodies of the four large humanoid groups in the distance.

They could no longer maintain their humanoid form and began to disintegrate.

Xia Xiu, inside the cockpit, watched the progress and murmured softly.

"Now it's time to put a period to the first phase..."

The Holy Machine of the Gospel raised its right hand, and the spiral spear carrying the final program slowly pointed at the Lord of the Great Legion.

The next moment, the Evangelistic Machine opened all its etheric valves, and its body plummeted like a meteor, leaving a trail of blazing white light as it hurtled towards the gathering place of the Lords of the Masses.

The four leaders of the great groups have also fully revealed their ferocious true forms.

Lord of the Great Loop, reveal yourself.

Their prototypes are far larger and more bizarre than the intelligence suggests:

【Spreading branches】like a fungal carpet bursting open on the ground, the vine-like spores grow wildly on the star soil like burning nerves, clinging to every life signal they can reach.

【The Unmelting Iceberg】Rising from the Star Valley, a cone-shaped core constructed of tens of thousands of ice crystals floats in the air, emitting silent vibrations. The air begins to freeze, logic begins to freeze, and even vision freezes as if reflected in a mirror.

The Corrupted Heart exploded in mid-air into countless floating entities, like jellyfish tentacles stretching into countless halos, resonating with the sound. Language, logic, and emotions were all disturbed by it, and the battlefield entered a silent, auditory hell.

The most violent [Original Lifeline] caused the surface of the Star God to explode, and a radial biological core with countless parasitic veins flew out, its heart-like writhing body emitting a twisted shriek—a summons to collapse.

They all launched a counterattack together.

One after another, strange magical fluctuations were released from them, four completely different attack methods working together perfectly to lock onto the single target high in the sky.

Gospel Holy Machine.

This attack was aimed directly at the cockpit—directly at Xia Xiu.

In that instant, reality trembled and engines screeched.

But Xia Xiu did not panic; his gaze darkened.

"It's perfect timing that we've arrived. Let me test out my newly acquired Crown Domain."

【The Crown Unfolds: A World of Frames】

The world seemed to be suddenly switched to a slideshow.

The screen jittered, the space was out of frame, and time was fragmented—the attack continued, but the four attacks from the Lord of the Masses were cut into an unpresentable moment.

During that blank moment in the slideshow, the figure of the Gospel Machine suddenly leaped behind the attack trajectory.

Not only did he evade the counterattack, he also managed to switch places during the gaps in the editing!

He has already heavily edited the battlefield for 2 seconds, after the area was dispelled.

The attack of the Lord of the Masses manifests in reality as a bizarre disappearance.

The Holy Missionary Agency has been placed at the core of the Lord of the Great Multitude.

The next moment, the second layer of domain unfolded simultaneously.

【The Crown Unfolds, A World Out of Control】

The probability is collapsing.

The spores on the branches burst open, but due to loss of control, they caused self-cannibalism; the iceberg released freezing waves, but disrupted its own core nodes to prevent freezing; the audio chains of the Corrupted Heart began to misalign and interfere with each other; the pulse signal of the Primordial Lifeline flowed back directly, triggering the body to explode.

They all suddenly developed various bugs to varying degrees, which backfired on them due to their own structure.

But Xia Xiu did not stop.

He mobilized the third area—

【Crown Unfolds - World Modulation Mode——】

The terrain began to collapse.

Below, like pixelated map panels, things collapsed and displaced, and the massive data structure crumbled—volcanic eruptions, lava rising, gravity flipping, and the entire war zone became a violently churning dimensional furnace.

Xia Xiu's Cooling Modulation Parameters:

[Downgraded: Surface structural stability]

[Locked: Group Leader's Body Weight]

[Activation: Earth's Core Anchoring Mechanism]

The entire planetary soil overturned, transforming into a deep well of lava, and the four lords of the great groups fell into the abyss of fire and earth.

The Holy Machine of the Gospel raises its spiral spear high, while the three metal rings behind it rotate to their limit.

The next second, the spiral spear leaped down.

[The Gospel Elements Stance: The Second Impact]

Even the lava fields are now covered with a transparent crystalline glow, and a dreamlike sea of ​​flowers blooms one after another among the volcanoes.

Crystal pillars in the shape of crosses ran along the inner wall of the volcano, piercing through the bodies of the four great lords.

Then, the terrifying second impact struck.

boom----! ! !
The entire magma surface underwent violent collapse and depression.

Under the combined suppression of these three powers, the four leaders of the major groups were directly erased from the margins of the system.

High in the sky, Eden's system announcements resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

[Blue Tide Purification - Current Progress: 89%]

[The leader of the large group... has completed the purge.]

The moment the Eden System's terminal notification resounded throughout the entire battlefield, the entire surface of the Star God's body echoed with the cheers of the angels.

High in the sky, the Gospel Machine hovered above the now-cooled crater, with the residual plasma mist around the machine not yet completely dissipated.

Its burning silver-white armor paint has been scratched multiple times, its right arm has joint disordered due to repeated field impacts, and the three metal crowns on the back of the machine are like the core of a sun after it has been overloaded, constantly emitting a hissing sound of burning steam, with heat waves rolling and space refracting and deforming like a mirror.

Xia Xiu's heart was still pulsating with the synchronization core in the cockpit as he silently gazed at the lava lake remaining below the battlefield.

The four leaders of the great groups have all vanished into thin air.

Meanwhile, atop Jormungandr, thousands of meters above the ground, as the battle concluded, the Ninth Champion appeared in the holographic projection of the high command level. His commands were concise and swift:
"The Knights are ready to complete deployment. Fully deploy the STC template and planetary-level engines."

Countless containment compartments beneath the vehicle opened, and clusters of silver-white floating modules descended neatly, forming the framework and engine for the future Edenization project.

Everything seemed to be progressing in the predetermined direction. It was so perfect it was almost unreal.

Xia Xiu leaned back in his seat, his breathing steady, his eyes half-closed.

He knew this wasn't the real end.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the unexpected should be about to occur... you troublemakers."

Sure enough, the next moment, violent energy fluctuations suddenly rose at the edge of the battlefield.

His eyes shot open.

"coming."

His voice was deep and calm, yet his palm unconsciously clenched the sphere of light controlling the Holy Machine of the Gospel.

He looked up at the still-warm sky. High above, the night sky, which had originally been dotted with stars, had somehow developed a faint, dark red glow, like some kind of enormous mirror slowly drawing back the curtain of the heavens.

A familiar, ominous, ancient, and high-level fluctuation was slowly brewing outside the atmosphere.

The Four Lords of Chaos.

They started to assert their presence and come out to disgust the Kingdom of Heaven.

And it's not just them...

Xia Xiu's heart sank, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the nerve connections at the back of his head.

Among the array of comets about to fall, one of them was plummeting straight down in a trajectory that completely defied the laws of gravity, as if it were consciously penetrating multiple layers of the protective atmosphere, carrying an overwhelming presence like an abyss.

The meteor shower was violent and dense, like the flames of an apocalyptic war.

That was no ordinary comet.

Rather, it is an entity that is packaged within physical phenomena.

Within that dark comet, Xia Xiu sensed an unprecedented fluctuation:
"The Miracle Worker..."

It is not a miracle, but a miracle in the truest sense.

When that comet-like entity traversed the starry sky, like a heart wreathed in blood flames and information reconstruction falling into the framework of reality, the air on the entire surface of the Star God seemed to be sucked out.

Xia Xiu felt a chill run down his back, as if ice water was pouring down his spine.

He slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on his hands.

His right hand was still tightly gripping the main control lever of the Gospel Machine, but that hand... was trembling slightly.

He frowned, trying to suppress his brow.

But the trembling was uncontrollable; it was not neural feedback, not emotional fluctuation, not any weakness that could be suppressed by willpower.

But...

"A trembling of the flesh."

This is a fear that originates from the underlying logic of carbon-based life. In the instant that miraculous individual approached, every nerve, every cell, and every drop of blood in Xia Xiu seemed to be trying to escape.

It's not fear, but a natural response to a predator.

The [Seal of Arn] appeared on the back of Xia Xiu's right hand, a roar from the fleshly lineage.

"The Six Commanders of Desire for Flesh... the new Consul... still a complete Consul."

He immediately realized what the descending thing was: it was one of the six commanders of lust, or rather, a complete commander.

No, it wasn't just the lustful ruler; that was only part of the other's essence. He also sensed the aura of the Chaos Monarch within the other.

The aura of the Blood God, the opponent's physical body, all possessed the fluctuations of the Blood God.

It wasn't the kind of aura associated with Blood God Champions or God's Chosen, but rather the complete aura of [Ether Lord Cain].

The primal fluctuations emanating from the Brass Throne itself are a prime example of an existence that, entirely independent of external forces, can exert a primal deterrent on all life forms solely through its own structure.

It's like...

The end of physical evolution.

It is a pure life archetype—a being that transcends intelligence, logic, and technology, and is free from all anthropomorphic understanding frameworks.

Simply by standing there, it is enough for all living beings in the world to know;
The Blood God has descended upon the mortal realm!

It's not a fake, not an outer garment, not a replica.

This is pure blood god energy.

The scent of brass, the furnace of slaughter, the blood of battle, the flesh forged in glory.

“How is that possible…” Xia Xiu murmured, shaking his head almost subconsciously, “How could the Ether Monarch… possibly be present in the baseline reality?”

This is not right.

Absolutely not.

Even the most basic information from the Heavenly Kingdom Think Tank clearly records a consensus:
The Four Lords of Chaos, those four Aether Lords who control the realm of instinct and the singularity of emotion, are unable to truly enter the baseline reality.

Their existence is essentially a higher-dimensional logical abode within the etheric ocean.

Each monarch's true form possesses an infinite number of singularity projection planes. Once they attempt to descend into the material dimension in their "prototype," their logic will tear apart the laws of physics themselves.

They cannot come to the mortal world.

If they truly wished to descend, it would only cause an overflow of ether into the existing structure and a collapse of the paradigm.

……

……

The outer layer of the planet Astral body in high orbit.

The stars are silent, and the deep sky is cold and desolate.

Within the Silent Ring of the Heavenly Space Station, located 67,000 meters above the orbit of the Star God, a figure that had been silent for a long time finally opened its eyes.

Muhammad, the second sword-bearer of the Heavenly Kingdom who had been in charge of the rear guard, slowly rose up, his gaze piercing through the cabin walls and the cold star shell, looking at the comet in the distant sky.

He saw the living being.

What fell from the sky was not a star, but a black, life-manifesting, eerie shadow.

His form was completely incomprehensible to humans, as if it were formed by the growth of a large number of non-linear bones, jagged and rugged, like a "human shape" forcibly pieced together after some ancient remains were maliciously distorted.

His shoulder blades were split open by rings of tree-branch-like bone branches, growing outward irregularly to form a kind of asymmetrical crown.

The entire chest cavity resembled an inverted spine, the skin peeled away, leaving only exposed flesh and blood trembling in the cold air.

And among those horned crowns piled up like branches, a red ring made of blood hangs silently above them.

A blasphemous idol in the darkness.

An echo of a curse crawling back to reality from the depths of the endless ether.

He also saw Muhammad.

The black head tilted slightly, and its empty eyes revealed a deep-seated hatred.

It was a hatred that fused reason and emotion into one, an echo of the banished’s curses against their executioners that had lasted for centuries.

Muhammad simply stared at Him coldly.

A slight, undisguised chill crept into his lips:

"...It really is, it's been a long time."

His tone was calm, as if he were recalling a long-forgotten case file.

"Unexpectedly, the Four Monarchs and the Red King actually managed to pull you back from that endless abyss of ether."

Above the comet, the black creature trembled slightly, its bone spikes vibrating as if about to let out some kind of roar. But it could not speak; the right to sound had been stripped away during that trial.

Muhammad shook his head slightly, as if with a cold pity:

"I thought you had long been swallowed up and assimilated by that boundless void, and merged into the multidimensional fluid along with those deformed fragments of consciousness."

"But it seems you weren't doing very well there."

His gaze swept over the twisted horned crown and the no longer complete body.

"His form has changed... He still has the filthy smell of the Red King on him, and he's lost the purity he had as an ultimate life form."

Yes, the existence of that comet was once the definition of the end point of life's evolution.

The Blood God once created the strongest mortal being using special methods. It possesses the inherent characteristics of the extreme evolution of all living beings and is truly the ultimate life form in the literal sense.

The other party was personally punched into the Abyss of Ether by Muhammad and banished from the world.

Now, the other party has returned from the abyss, carrying with them a deep-seated hatred!