Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 555 There was no moment of mourning for the death of the four masters. The next person who rushed to the battlefield was...

After cutting off the light moth, [Metatron]'s image moved as quickly as a rainbow. In the monotonous black and white world, his figure appeared almost instantly in front of Eric, the head of the Shadow Interweaver family. in front of.

Holding the [Dark Night Spear] and transforming into a saint, Eric is full of distortion and terror. His body is covered with countless dark tentacles, and the tentacles are covered with purple eyes that observe the world.

Each of these eyes shone ominously, like a deformed monster.

[Metatron] came in front of the head of the Shadow Interweaver family. The two flaming swords in his hands shook slightly in the air and merged into a larger double-edged sword burning with blazing holy fire.

Papa papa ~

The flame appears unusually abrupt in the black and white world, carrying a divine power that cannot be ignored.

Qiang——

Qiang——

Qiang——

There was no unnecessary movement in the swing of his sword, and every slash struck those dark tentacles and purple eyes with incomparable precision.

With each contact, the flames burned the tentacles, turning them into ashes, taking the eyes with them.

The light of the flames appears extremely bright in this frozen time, almost the only source of color.

Eric, facing the flaming sword wielded by [Metatron], was surrounded by darkness and shadows. At this critical moment when he was about to suffer a fatal blow, the [Dark Night Spear] in his hand suddenly changed strangely.

The spear was originally in monotonous black and white tones, but the sudden trembling instantly broke the dullness. The top of the spear began to crack, falling apart as if alive. In the crack, a purple eye slowly opened, its color particularly conspicuous in the black and white world. This eye emits a deep and strange light, as if it can penetrate all appearances and look directly into the depths of the soul.

The appearance of the purple eyes brought an indescribable change, making the surrounding time and space seem to be stagnant.

Even in this frozen time created by [Metatron], that eye looks particularly moving. It is not bound by any rules or restrictions, forming a sharp contrast with this stagnant world.

In that silent and still world, the gradually awakening existence in the Night Spear destroyed all tranquility.

"Lady of the Night, Shar——"

"God descends!" 』

Following the descent of [Ms. Dark Night], the upper end of the Night Spear cracked open like the mouth of an abyss, and a purple eye peering into the abyss slowly emerged from the crack.

This eye is filled with the depth of ancient stars and the darkness of ancient oceans, shining with extraordinary light, as if it can tear apart the order of time and space wherever it looks.

This eye doesn't just look, it seems to roar, in a way that transcends sound waves, making its shock felt in the very soul of the viewer.

Its sight penetrates the surface and directly talks to the essence of all life around it. The purple pupils seem to twist out from the junction of stars and black holes, carrying boundless chaos and madness.

In the frozen black and white world, Xia Xiu felt something. He turned his head, and those golden eyes were like two burning flames in the black and white world, and they were cast in the direction of Eric.

"The representative of the dark gods of the Golden King's Pantheistic system, the heroine of the night." Xia Xiu's golden eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

Under the watchful eye of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven, Eric's terrifying existence awakened by the Night Spear began to gradually affect the surrounding ether.

[Vashak] The originally constructed time pause began to become unstable due to this sudden and powerful force. The perfect time pause that originally lasted for 9 seconds was compressed to only 5 seconds at this moment.

This is not just a simple shortening of time, but a fundamental change caused by the deep etheric laws.

The dark tentacles surrounding the spear, under the gaze of purple eyes, seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, and began to squirm and twist, as if they were pulling the entire world into an unknown nightmare. Their movements are no longer simple movements visible to the naked eye, but seem to be flowing between dimensions, and every squirm seems to be tearing at the edge of reality.

These tentacles began to squirm and twist, with a supernatural fluidity. Their movement in space went beyond simple physical displacement, and was more like wandering between dimensions.

But they soon began to be frozen, and before they were frozen, Eric's eyes moved slightly under the gaze of purple eyes. This subtle change was particularly prominent in the still world.

It's a subtle, almost imperceptible reaction, but it's a sign of things to come.

And all this happened in an instant, and at this moment [Metatron]'s flame slash continued to chop towards Eric's head.

"Buzz——"

Qiang——

At the moment when [Metatron] swung down his flaming sword, the originally frozen five seconds reached its limit, the color of the world suddenly revived, and the flow of time resumed instantly.

Colorful colors quickly filled the field of vision, breaking the previous monotony of black and white.

Immediately afterwards, a loud "boom" exploded in the air. With the release of this force, Eric's figure was violently knocked away like a rag doll until it hit a building in the distance. superior.

His body made a huge crater on the surface of the building, with rubble and dust flying everywhere.

*****

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

The moment Shi Zing just unfolded, the last purple-gold humanoid incarnation behind Xia Xiu had already appeared.

[Sisyphus] slowly moved forward while stepping on the "8"-shaped Möbius strip. It looked like the wheel of fate was spinning under his feet, indicating an inevitable ending.

His body seemed to have been forged by countless battles, and every muscle seemed to have solidified the power of time and space, exuding suffocating majesty.

As the Möbius strip compressed, [Sisyphus] appeared on the back of a dragon full of worms.

This purple-gold warrior stood on the broad back of the Dragon of Saints in front of Maurice, the head of the Sound of Loneliness family, even in a state of suspended time.

Buzz——

The purple-gold warrior's fist was raised high, gathering all the unreleased energy around him to form a fist that condensed endless power.

Click——

"Crown Blessing·All Things-Vector Authority!" ! ! 』

When his fist suddenly swung down, the air seemed to be compressed to the limit, and the surrounding time and space began to produce subtle cracks. The fist brought not only destruction, but also the waves and ripples of the space itself, like a twisted mirror, reflecting of the coming disaster.

As if carrying the weight of the universe, [Sisyphus]'s fist fell with a crash, pointing directly at Maurice's head.

This action happened almost simultaneously with [Metatron]'s decapitation.

"Buzz——"

Boom——

****

"Buzz——"

Time begins to flow again.

"You can't touch us..."

When time resumed flowing, Laila Dreamweaver's reaction was the most violent.

Her mouth was slightly open, maintaining the posture she had intended to speak before, as if the words she had yet to say were frozen in the air.

However, at the moment when time flowed again, she suddenly felt a sharp pain, like an invisible sword blade grazing against her body, bringing strong sword energy and tearing pain.

The pain was almost immediate, and she felt her body begin to move up and down under the incredible pressure of the sword, and an indescribable feeling of fear surged into her heart.

The divine grace originally bestowed upon her by [The Shining One] began to fade away rapidly, and the sacred aura that originally protected her became increasingly dim until it completely disappeared.

As the protective power disappeared, Laila's body lost her balance and she felt the whole world spinning.

Peng——

She was spinning, unable to control her body, and finally fell to the ground in an extremely inelegant posture, face down, hitting the cold hard ground.

Laila's lower body was still standing upright on the ground, while her lower body hit the ground.

"How can it be--"

On the cold and hard ground, Laila Mengwei's heart was filled with violent emotions.

She has always been regarded as a genius in the hidden branch of the [Elf Royal Court]. She is the most promising member of the Mengwei family to be crowned with divinity (crown) in the contemporary era. Her name is among the strongest earthly elves in the contemporary era.

Her talent and strength were originally the endless source of pride and hope for her people.

However, at this moment, she was lying on the battlefield, feeling the severe pain and humiliation of having her body cut in half.

The despair in my heart drowned out all the light like a dark tide.

Looking back on his life, from a child prodigy who attracted much attention to a loser who was easily defeated on the battlefield.

Although her opponent is the fourth sword holder in the kingdom of heaven, Laila feels an unprecedented generation gap at this moment. You must know that she is twice the age of the fourth sword holder in the kingdom of heaven, and they are obviously in the same era, but the other party is Giving her a sense of unreachable emptiness - as if they lived in a completely different era.

In her mind, this was not just a failure, but a complete blow.

She once thought that she could stand out among her contemporaries, and even one day be able to surpass them, stand at the top of the world, lead the elves back to Terra, rebuild the royal court, and defeat the kingdom of heaven.

However, the reality is cruel. She is not even qualified to force the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven to use his full strength.

Click——

The rotating [Sparkler's Sword] was inserted in front of the downtrodden elf.

She lay there, feeling every wave of pain in her body, feeling a mixture of disappointment, anger and powerlessness in her heart.

She looked at the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven, but found that she was not in his eyes at all.

While Laila Mengwei was falling into painful and tangled self-recollections, Barna, the owner of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop who was on the same battlefield with her, was frightened to the point of despair.

Bernard rode the Saint's Dragon and witnessed the tragic scene below.

A trace of imperceptible shock flashed in his eyes, because until just now, he was still watching the confrontation between Laila and the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven.

The muscles on his face tensed up in an instant, and the shock in his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, making it difficult to hide.

He witnessed the scene where Laila was brutally cut apart by incredible force. The shock at that moment made him almost unable to breathe, and the fear and confusion in his heart surged like a tide.

Just before he could react, the scene suddenly changed. Eric, the head of the Shadow Interweaver family, was also violently attacked. He was knocked away by a powerful force and slammed into the building behind him. His life or death was uncertain.

This series of rapid changes made Bernard almost unable to believe that this was really happening.

And something even more explosive was yet to come. Before his eyes could react to the strange and strange things in front of him, as if the world had skipped some normal screen due to the operation of an erroneous program - great terror descended around him. .

boom--

A gust of strong wind swept past suddenly, bringing with it a sound like a watermelon exploding.

Snapped--

In this strong wind, a liquid with a hot and rusty smell came unexpectedly and splashed on Bernard's face.

In this cold air, Bernard felt his breathing become rapid, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

His lips trembled slightly, trying to say something, but he felt that any words were pale in front of this strong wind and the smell of blood.

When the hot and rusty blood splashed onto his face, he felt a biting coldness, the smell of death that directly touched his soul.

Bernard's eyes suddenly turned and his gaze fell to the side. His heart was filled with astonishment and panic.

A headless mermaid corpse was lying next to him, still holding a trident in its hand. Needless to say, this mermaid corpse was naturally the head of the Lonely Sound family, Maurice Haisheng.

The blood of the mermaid corpse was mixed with the salty smell of sea water and the rusty smell of metal. This smell was extremely pungent in the high altitude.

This series of events, from Laila's split to the appearance of the mermaid corpse, all happened so fast that Barna was still in a trance. He clearly remembered that he had promised Maurice that he would win not long ago.

Now Maurice's head was gone, and Bernard also felt a sense of despair that his life was at stake.

Because, in front of him, a terrifying purple-gold figure took the trident from the headless corpse and looked back at Bernard.

Barna did not hesitate to activate the [ninth-level teleportation scroll (equivalent to crown blessing)] that he used to save his life, and prepared to grease the soles of his feet and leave here.

However, a strange scene happened.

It could have completely torn apart the space within 1 second, but the teleportation scroll for fixed-point transmission was torn apart 100 meters away from him.

"Trigger·Tai Sui——"

"No way, there's less than one in a million fixed-point errors..."

Click——

In the cruelty and chaos of the battlefield, the purple-gold incarnation held up the trident that was taken from the dead head of the Lonely Voice family.

His eyes were as cold as steel, and he glanced sharply at the dwarf beside him, Barna, the owner of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop.

"Crown Blessing·Mobius Band——"

"Space distortion and contraction!" 』

A terrifying figure-8 shaped Möbius strip suddenly appeared, compressing the surrounding space into chaos.

Then, an irresistible and huge suction force hit Barna, forcing him to involuntarily move closer to [Sisyphus].

Barna desperately raised his war hammer, trying to resist this powerful attraction, but [Sisyphus] had already made a throwing gesture.

"Crown Blessing·Rolling Stone of Destiny——"

"Boundless power!" 』

"Crown Blessing-All Things·Vector Authority——"

"Vector control·Gathering!" 』

Boom! ! ! !

With a ripple that shattered the space, the trident pierced Barna's chest.

Severe pain hit him, and the huge force carried him forward, and his body hit a high tower heavily, making a deafening roar.

Blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain, forming a horrific scene.

Barna's body was nailed to the tower by the trident, and blood spurted out from his chest, dyeing the surrounding air red.

His eyes were full of despair and pain, but also revealed a hint of unwillingness and anger.

He struggled hard, but it was useless. The shackles of fate had tightly bound him to this high tower, and his life was disappearing little by little.

In just a moment, the winner was decided in the bloody storm.

The elves of the Dream Weaving House family were cut off in half, and were waiting for death on the ground in embarrassment.

The head of the mermaid from the Lonely Voice family was exploded by the enemy's attack, and blood and brains splashed in the air, dyeing the entire battlefield blood red.

The dark elves of the Shadow Interweaver family are unable to rise again on the battlefield, and their life or death is uncertain.

The dwarfs of the Dragon's Breath Alchemy House family also suffered the same fate, being shot through by their opponents' nails and nailed to the iron tower.

His body was brutally nailed to the tower, and the blood and screams merged into one, becoming another miserable scenery in this war.

call out--

call out--

call out--

Suddenly there was a huge roar in the distant sky, and three streams of light were approaching here.

There was no moment of mourning for the death of the four masters. The next person who rushed to the battlefield was...