Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 967 Experimental Diary
Xia Xiu ignored the other party's reaction and simply observed his every move.

Then, his gaze turned to the shattered divine kingdom, and his calculations and perceptions were quickly activated.

The four massive CR-13 bodies shouldn't have been able to hide for so long, but no matter where Xia Xiu went, he couldn't sense their presence. That enormous, powerful, and unmistakable aura never surfaced.

"Something's not right."

Xia Xiu silently recited to himself, taking light steps, his gaze fixed on the bizarre and fantastical divine kingdom fault line before him.

He pondered in silence, his brows slightly furrowed. Logically speaking, given the sheer size of these four CR-13s, they should have already manifested themselves.

"Unless it was the Demon Kings' miniature garden design, and the Four Lords' modifications to them, that they used some kind of cover-up."

Xia Xiu stopped and stared at the shattered space before him. The structure of the divine kingdom was still fluctuating slightly, and the cracks in space were like flowing liquid mirrors, reflecting the eternal light and shadows.

He needs to rely on the power of the divine kingdom to conduct a deep scan.

Xia Xiu closed his eyes, his divine nature flowing, and powerful energy fluctuations rapidly spread out from his body—he began to activate the [World Modulation] system that he controlled in the divine kingdom.

[World Modulation Activated - Target Recognition Mode, reading surrounding coordinates.]

Immediately, his consciousness pierced through the layers of barriers of the divine kingdom, deeply invading that distorted spacetime layer, and mobilized the coordinate systems of everything around him to scan.

Hidden information was quickly deconstructed, and runes and patterns intertwined in his mind to form an intricate grid.

He captured every anomalous element in the void, and just as he was trying to clearly see their figures, a violent anomalous fluctuation suddenly caught his attention.

"found it."

A sharp glint flashed in Xia Xiu's eyes. He gathered all his willpower, and the void diagram before him instantly changed. The powerful, abnormal perception allowed him to almost see the unstable factors surging within the cracks in space.

This is not a true physical anomaly, but rather a deeper divine disturbance, like a crack in spacetime, a misalignment of the soul, or even a break in memory.

Traces of CR-13, hidden in the heart of this shattered divine realm, are the source of these anomalous energies.

Xia Xiu didn't say much, but directly ordered the divine kingdom to scan and deeply access the area containing CR-13 information. At the same time, his perception was constantly being explored in depth. Through the layers of divine kingdom barriers, he began to sketch an extremely vague, yet destructive "field".

At this moment, space became even more distorted, like colorful ripples sweeping around.

Xia Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone extremely calm. Before he finished speaking, he grabbed the collar of the Mad God. The latter's divine face was still cracked, and he was still muttering, "Black Sun...you...you're fake, fake!" but he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Beneath their feet, the [Möbius strip] suddenly unfolded, like a curve pulled out from the logic of time, silently distorting the reality on the ground.

next moment.

Divine power folded and leaped in the vacuum, completely erasing spatial trajectories. Their figures disappeared abruptly as if frames had been cut off, and when they reappeared, they had already traveled thousands of miles to the center of that abnormal coordinate point.

This is a ruin.

No, strictly speaking, this is the ruins of a forgotten experimental site—the structure has collapsed severely, half of the buildings have sunk below the ground, the exposed support pipes twist and turn like dried blood vessels, the once-powerful crystalline spine has long since died out, leaving only a faint psychic resonance, wailing in the depths.

Among the loose soil beneath my feet, there were some seemingly ordinary pieces of sheet metal—these were fragments of the Heavenly Experiment's identification number, with familiar sacred seal patterns on the edges, long since broken and dull.

The god of madness seemed to sense something; a slight struggle flickered in his vacant gaze, and he muttered to himself:
"They were here... amidst blood and fire... four beds, thirteen years old... thirteen years old... they shouldn't have become..."

Xia Xiu quietly looked around.

His gaze slowly fell on the circular depression in the center. Four sink marks were regularly distributed in the center of the ruins, like the foundation of some kind of structure that had once been placed there. Now, it had been uprooted, leaving only four blurry outlines. Intricate magical grooves were interwoven among them. If analyzed with [World Modulation], one could even detect the remnants of ether that had been obscured by time.

Xia Xiu knew that this was the very beginning—the experimental origin of CR-13, the gamble that Heaven had laid before the end of the world.

"Click~"

Xia Xiu's fingers gently touched the cracked, rusty metal plate, producing a crisp, hollow sound. In this ruin, this subtle movement seemed to echo in the deathly silence.

Immediately afterward, the air became subtly altered, and the flow of space ceased to be smooth—an invisible fluctuation swept across the surroundings, as if some unseen energy had been reactivated. Xia Xiu instantly realized that this ruin was not merely a simple relic, but rather a storage medium possessing special properties.

His gaze was deep, and his fingers unconsciously tightened, the sensation becoming increasingly clear.

“These images…” he murmured, his consciousness gradually entering the network that stored the records.

These are not ordinary image records, but blurred images processed using a blurring technique, which can only be read by specific entities.

These images were clearly reserved specifically for the angels of heaven.

In other words, these records are the product of experiments conducted by the Kingdom of Heaven, a kind of information carrier that can only be interpreted and received by those with corresponding divinity or authority.

"As expected, the demon kings knew that the Heavenly Kingdom would use these weapons sooner or later..." Xia Xiu no longer hesitated, raised his hand and pointed, and the divine fluctuations caused the surrounding energy to flow.

In that instant, he felt as if his consciousness had entered a rift in spacetime.

The images, like fragments of film, rapidly flooded into his consciousness through his neural network.

The image flashes across the beginning of a period of time.

The above are excerpts from weapon testing records.

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"In the year ■■■■, the Heavenly Kingdom Experiment Project CR-13 was officially launched. We carefully prepared four girls in four different temples, and they waited for the day of awakening in this miniature world specially designed for them."

"A miniature garden world? What kind of place is that?"

"It is a tightly isolated environment that completely replicates reality; we call it a closed world. Within this space, all the laws are rearranged, the flow of time is adjusted, and the spatial dimensions are redefined... We want to provide these four girls with an experimental space that has never been touched by humans."

“The decision-maker, Armand Katcharian, told us that the girls’ task was simple yet weighty—to become gods and achieve an evolution beyond humanity.”

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[Time marker: ■■■■ Year]

The Heavenly Kingdom Experiment CR-13 project was launched, and four girls were placed in four separate temples to begin their preservation experiment.

The four girls were named Judith, Rachel, Arkin, and Pallas.

Their sole mission is to be awakened as an emergency plan in the event of the apocalypse.

Prior to this, these girls were completely unaware of anything.

They are artificially cultivated underground through a womb-like system, their growth process is strictly controlled, and every inch of their flesh is filled with precisely calculated divine runes.

{Central Containment Chamber Senior Research Doctor - Troy - Note: The Ethics Committee knew this would lead to our impeachment, but Armand didn't seem to care. Unsurprisingly, the next day, I heard that several members of the Ethics Committee were…}
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[Time marker: ■■■■ Year]

"The plan was progressing quite smoothly until the Hand of God descended." In a fragment of an experimental record, the researcher's handwriting became hurried, and his tone gradually became heavy: "When we activated the growth mechanism of the four girls, we overlooked the disruptive nature of the Hand of God. Its arrival completely shattered our understanding of time and space, causing the entire experimental area to be affected by large-scale spacetime distortion."

An image with a terrifying, polluting connotation appeared.

It is shown in the image.

It, the [Hand of God], that terrifying existence.
Initially, when researcher Troy observed its appearance, there was almost no warning.

That hand slowly rose from the cracked void, like a giant hand reaching out from hell.

Its radiance illuminated the entire world, and everything around it became blurred and distorted in an instant.

That hand—its fingertips were enveloped in a strange radiance, as if shining with endless divinity, while around it, a light as scorching as flames ignited.

The once lifelike forest was instantly reduced to ashes, and the scorching air ignited the ground, filling the air with an indescribable sense of oppression and trembling.

Its appearance destroyed all the rules that had already been established in the world of miniature gardens.

The existence of that hand was like a silent declaration, the arrival of a god, without a trace of gentleness—leaving only shock and destruction.

In the experimental records, almost all the staff members felt strong spacetime fluctuations, and the space was distorted like paper wrinkles.

The screens around us flickered, the signal was intermittent, and the indicator lights were flashing wildly, as if everything was struggling to perish.

"[The Hand of God], that's what we call it. Its power cannot be measured by any known measure."

One experimenter's voice trembled as he recorded: "I witnessed its appearance with my own eyes and felt the power that tore everything apart. Our senses were completely disrupted, and we could not understand the logic of its existence."

"At that moment, we all realized that it was not something we could control. Its arrival meant that all our previous efforts had become insignificant in its presence."

"From the moment it appeared, the whole world seemed to become an extension of it. No matter how we adjust the experimental parameters or increase the reaction rate, we still cannot understand its nature."

The experimenter paused, took a deep breath, and said, "All plans and contingency plans crumble before it. What it brings is not just disaster, it's more like the manifestation of some kind of god. It's a force that surpasses our limits, a force we cannot resist."

As the images continued to advance, the scene became increasingly chaotic. The images of the four girls became blurred, but the divine energy emanating from them grew stronger, gradually spreading and engulfing the entire laboratory.

"They did not act according to the planned schedule."

Researcher Troy wrote: "Their power erupted like a fountain, uncontrollable and unstoppable. Their awakening was not for salvation, but for destruction."

In these fragmented images, the figures of the four girls appear sometimes clear, sometimes blurry. They struggle to awaken, anxiously observing the world around them. They are unaware of their mission, nor do they realize they will become destroyers.

"Were they...were they afraid too?" The diary contained a passage that could not hide their fear: "I heard them cry. Their first reaction was fear—fear of what they would become, fear of the power they would bear. They had no intention of becoming gods, but they never thought they would become a disaster for humanity."

“Judith and Pallas have begun to display an unstoppable divine power. Every move they make directly affects the laws of the miniature world. The control programs we set up are as fragile as paper, easily torn apart.”

The experimenter Troy's notes were written in a tone of despair:
"Our experiment... has gotten out of control."

"We can't control them."

The end of this log entry is almost completely swallowed up:

"The power of faith has completely deviated from our original design. After awakening, the four girls concentrated all their power and fiercely attacked the location of the Hand of God. In the end, the existence of the Hand of God was completely annihilated, and all the original order collapsed."

"However, they were not clear about what they had done."

The experimenter's last words were tinged with despair: "Their first battle was a conditioned reflex, and then they quickly began the backlash of their faith, using the power within them to devour everything."

"We have no way back. We cannot let them leave the miniature world. We will close the exit ourselves."

The sound was intermittent, and the noise distorted the space like ripples on water after the words. Time stopped abruptly, followed by a resonant frequency that sounded like both crying and praying. Then, everything fell silent.

The entire miniature world is collapsing at an irreversible rate. The dimensional structure is being torn apart layer by layer by a pair of giant hands, countless hourglasses of data are falling from the sky, and divine fragments are flying like flowing fire, melting through the last remaining calculation base.

Before the experimental recording terminal crashed, it left behind only a few chaotic calculation traces, with numbers jumping around and logic being disordered, eventually turning into a bunch of meaningless symbols and blasphemous statements.

All the experimental personnel here were wiped out.

The truth about this place remains unknown to anyone.

Except for those four girls.

They stood silently at the end of the world, like gods awakening from eternity, or like calamities breaking free from hell.

No one knows their original names.

No one knows their original wish.

"The future we envisioned for humanity... has been completely changed by their awakening."

They are not naturally born deities, but rather "absolute emergency weapons" forged after being thrown into the furnace of the gods, infused with technology and magic.

They were never taught how to be gods.

They were only told, "If the world is destroyed, you will be the ones to save it."

Then they opened their eyes and saw the [Hand of God] descending from the crack in the sky.

They were afraid.

They responded reflexively to fear.

Thus, their first strike blasted the [Hand of God] into a cloud of particles, spraying it across the entire atmosphere; their second strike destroyed the Heavenly Kingdom's defenses of faith; and their third strike backfired on the physical structure of the miniature world.

And the fourth strike...

They looked at each other, then fell silent, and began to devour each other's authority. The resonance of the Mother gradually intensified into a cognitive trap, eventually evolving into independent fragments of "self-divinity," while the miniature garden became an incubator for their self-growth.

Everything is out of control.

It's all too late.

On that last, tattered page of the diary, a line of text, almost completely burned away, was clearly written:

"If you can see this, Armand, then go to hell. Five years, do you know how I've spent these five years? You really are a devil, using the most extreme methods to control these weapons and seal them in the miniature world... As you wished, we have successfully transformed this miniature world into a launch silo for the anomalous weaponization project."

"Now, activating them is simple; all we need to do is create the Hand of God again... and it is right here..."

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