Extraordinary pedigree

Hunting the Sword Bearer XVII

Above the Bottomless Hell, the void began to crack like a mirror.

At first, there were only a few tiny cracks, and then these cracks expanded rapidly. An invisible force was forcibly tearing the surface of reality.

The cracks gradually spread, and the void seemed to be smashed by a huge hammer. The broken fragments of space scattered like broken glass, reflecting a distorted reality.

As the cracks expanded, the structure of the entire Bottomless Hell began to collapse.

The 30,000-story sewer pipe structure that originally stretched endlessly and endlessly has become extremely broken after experiencing several large-scale massacres, the Double Crown War, the march of the Chaos Army, and the arrival of the Sword of the Overhead.

The solid walls and pipes are now like fragile pieces of paper, collapsing under the powerful energy impact and turning into dust.

The entire space has become extremely unstable, the cracks in the void continue to expand, and the top of the Bottomless Hell is being torn apart bit by bit.

Outside the cracked mirror, a silvery-white scene can be vaguely seen - that is the scenery of the North.

The land of the Snow Country before Xia Xiu came in.

The cold air poured in from the cracks, bringing a biting chill, shrouding the entire broken space in an icy atmosphere.

However, in this ruin that was completely destroyed by the power of the end, two things were miraculously preserved - a pair of eyeballs and a black wedding dress.

The pair of eyeballs were suspended in the void, unaffected by the collapse of space.

They floated strangely in front of the cracked mirror, as if watching this broken world.

The white part of the eyeball was extremely blood-red, as if it was filled with blood, while the pupil part was as black as ink, so deep that it was palpitating, and the method was that endless horror and curse were hidden in the depths of this darkness.

The black wedding dress looked tattered, and the terrifying power of the end was constantly corroding and burning it, but it resisted stubbornly, even if it was riddled with holes, it would not completely perish in this world.

"Did one run away just now?".

Xia Xiu held the [Key of the End] tightly in his left hand. The weapon with a destructive aura trembled slightly in his palm, sensing the remaining hostility around him.

His right hand held the [Lever of Heaven]. The silver long stick still exuded a cold light, ready to swing down again at any time to crush everything in front of him.

The thirty-six light particle wings behind him spread out like a guardian, forming a solid light curtain around him.

With a light flap of his wings, in just a blink of an eye, his figure had arrived in front of the pair of strange eyeballs suspended in the air and a tattered wedding dress.

Behind him, the phantom of [Sisyphus] quietly emerged.

He stretched out his hand and held the pair of strange eyeballs and the tattered wedding dress firmly in his hand.

The eyeballs trembled slightly in his palm, still carrying some kind of restless power.

These eyes gave people a feeling of... inherent evil.

And Xia Xiu stared at them, especially the pair of red and black eyeballs full of evil aura.

The white part of the eye seemed to be soaked in blood, and the strong smell of blood seemed to spread in the air, while the dark pupil was as deep as a bottomless abyss, as if it wanted to suck the soul of a person into it.

Especially the left eye, which still had a lot of residues of the power of the end.

Strangely, this power of the end seemed to react with some medium of the eye, and began to undergo more bizarre changes.

Its interior actually reflected some characteristics of Xia Xiu's [Essential Prototype], that is - the flame on the black sun.

Xia Xiu couldn't help but frown, and a strange thought emerged in his mind:

"Abnormal project evolution? I have encountered a rare example in a century."

Because the other party reflected his own essence, Xia Xiu found that he seemed to have control over this left eye, and because of the obedience of the left eye, the right eye also began to open up permissions to him.

His thoughts flowed rapidly in his mind, and his eyes wandered between these eyes and the boundless hell scene around him.

"Just now, a woman seemed to have been transferred out through these eyes."

He knew that this pair of eyes was not an ordinary existence, but a tool of some kind of high authority, which could dominate this space of root abnormality.

"This pair of eyes is the switch of this root abnormality," he whispered in his heart, his eyes calm and scrutinizing, "The owner of the eyes can use it to switch back and forth between spaces. It is similar to my [Personal Customization] in terms of authority, but it is more convenient and flexible, and can transfer enemies in, and even transfer others out. According to the current intelligence, the upper limit of this pair of eyes is very high."

Moreover, as long as he wants, he can transplant this pair of eyes harmlessly at any time.

However, this thing is too useless for him at present.

"Keep it for now, and see if it can be transplanted to other operators such as Mole, or to a student in the future."

Xia Xiu thought silently in his heart, and then put the eyes and wedding dress in his [Personal Customization] space. At the same time, he also sealed a little [Myth Factor] in these things to prevent these root abnormalities from tearing the space and escaping.

After carefully putting away the black wedding dress and the pair of black and red eyeballs, he raised his head and looked at the current battlefield.

The battlefield was now in complete chaos and destruction, filled with endless fighting and desperate screams.

Above the sky, the huge [Sword of Damocles] is still suspended, and the sword body is surrounded by countless orbital space strike muzzles, which continuously fire deadly beams and ruthlessly bombard the Chaos Legion in Hell.

Under the ruthless attack of these orbital cannons, the first to bear the blow on the front battlefield are the huge number of [Pink Terrors].

They let out their last crazy laughter under the destruction of the beams, and this laughter carries a kind of weird pleasure, as if welcoming an inevitable relief.

As their bodies were destroyed, the remains of the Terrors quickly decomposed and turned into a pile of swirling magic droplets.

These magic droplets flashed strange light in the void, and a mysterious power was stirring inside them.

With a relieved gasp, the remnant changed color and finally split into two, turning into two new [Blue Terrors].

These [Blue Terrors] looked like a smaller version of the [Pink Terrors].

But their personalities are completely different, gloomy and vicious, like bad-tempered children, continuing to participate in this endless battle with twisted anger.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the Chaos Army successfully broke through the outer defense of the Sword of Damocles with the help of the "Dimensional Rupture" skill released by the five [Twist Overlords] who were forced to sacrifice.

The space vibrated violently under the effect of the "Dimensional Rupture" skill, and the surrounding void began to twist. The power of Chaos raged in this space, opening up a passage leading to the interior of the giant sword.

The Chaos Army began to swarm into this passage, and rushed into the giant sword recklessly with a ruthless attitude of destruction, trying to destroy this huge threat hanging over their heads.

"Hehehe~~~"

"It's really nostalgic, the God's Edge Projection."

"Back then, when the Kingdom of Heaven did not have enough miracle workers to match the Great Demon on the front battlefield of the ether, it relied on the God's Edge Projection that mimicked the ability of [Yahweh] the Lord of Hosts to stop the Burning Legion of the Monarch's conquest of Terra."

"To be honest, since the Crystal Sky became more and more viscous, I thought it would be difficult for me to reign over Terra again and encounter this damn thing again.

However, my luck seems to be good. Before Terra turned into amber wrapped in death, I passed through the Great The great lord's gift successfully returned to this nostalgic world. Although I came to encircle and suppress the fourth sword bearer, it did allow me to breathe the air of this land. "

"Suck--"

"Hehehe~~~"

"This land is still as beautiful as ever!"

"It is like a large piece of rotten meat, rotten, barbaric, and inefficient-it is full of poor people devoured by fear and ignorance, and fools who are still addicted to blind worship and ignorant obedience."

Inside the giant sword, [Lord of Change] stood on the cold metal plate with a strange smile.

[Lord of Change] still held the remains of two [Dominant of Distortion] that he had forced to sacrifice in his hands. These bodies were thrown casually on the metal ground, like two discarded rag dolls.

The body of the demon lord turned into thousands of chains, which continued to extend like living things, locking the [Sword of Damocles] tightly.

The chain flashed with a strange light, as if corroding the energy barrier of the giant sword, trying to destroy it.

On the other side, the Chosen One Ernest Hayes was also waving the blessed psychic sword and magic wand, fiercely attacking the internal structure of the giant sword.

Each of his attacks was accompanied by a powerful psychic impact, and the metal plate groaned under his attack.

As he moved, the psychic sword cut through the air, leaving a dazzling trajectory, and the magic wand released powerful psychic waves, continuously destroying the core components of the giant sword.

Ernest's face was full of fanaticism, and the internal structure of the giant sword gradually collapsed under his attack.

"Hehehe~~~"

[The Lord of Change]'s laughter was like a strange corrosive force, echoing throughout the space, as if it was going to penetrate into every corner and devour the order of the entire space.

The voice of the Lord of Change was full of mockery and endless evil, announcing the endless darkness of chaos that was about to fall.

"I love this land so much."

"Look at the people on this land, they have locked themselves in a safe shell of self-righteousness, rejecting all possibilities of progress; ignorance and stupidity have become tools of rule, and the brilliance of technology and magic has been twisted into a sharp blade of fear and oppression; those executioners walking in the shadows, in the name of 'eliminating heresy', unbridled their tyranny, their hammers not only hit those who challenge their dogma, but also those innocent civilians, just because their thoughts are slightly deviant."

As he spoke, the Demon Lord also looked at the fourth sword bearer in the Kingdom of Heaven.

"Hugh Abraham, your Sword of Damocles, as a single weapon of the Kingdom of Heaven, is indeed more powerful than those hanging swords that I dismantled in the past.

If I were to use the projection of the material world now, I alone would not be able to do anything to you, and I would even be expelled back to chaos by you, but today is different, I will dismantle it in front of the sword holder..."

Buzz buzz buzz——

"You are the most dramatic."

Xia Xiu held up the [Key of the End] in his left hand and pointed it at the noisy Demon Lord. The triple spiral blade began to rotate at high speed, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.

As the blade rotated, the surrounding space began to become unstable, and the entire real world was gradually peeled off and analyzed again.

The tip of the sword blade flashed a dazzling incandescent light, which carried a destructive force, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

Boom————————

Accompanied by a low hum, the incandescent light burst out from the tip of the sword blade like a dazzling lightning, rushing straight towards the [Vanbian Demon Lord] in front.

Wherever the light passed, the space was split as if it was cut, making a crisp shattering sound.

The huge energy torrent instantly engulfed the figure of the Demon Lord, and the light completely tore him into pieces.

However, the [Vanbian Demon Lord] let out a burst of arrogant laughter and strange screams in this destructive light.

"Hehehe——"

"Pain, pain, pain!!!"

Although his body was torn to pieces under the impact of the light, his body eroded by the power of chaos was recovering rapidly.

The Demon Lord's feathers were twisted and deformed, and thick black liquid oozed out of the cracks in his body, but these liquids soon condensed again and repaired his body as before.

While the Chaos Demon who was acting a lot was temporarily silenced by a single shot, Xia Xiu held the Heaven's Lever tightly in his right hand and threw it out.

Swoosh——————

The silver long stick grew bigger in the air, quickly expanding into a huge stick that was a hundred meters long, and with unmatched power, it fiercely smashed towards the direction of the Chosen One.

The Chosen One Ernest Hayes' eyes flashed with a cold light. He raised the psychic sword in his hand, and the blade emitted a deep black-gold light, containing endless mysteries and power.

Just when the giant stick was about to hit him, he suddenly swung the psychic sword and slashed at the oncoming Sky Pillar.

Kacha——————

However, this blow was not a direct collision, but an extremely strange confrontation in the air gap between the two sides.

The air was compressed by a powerful force, forming a huge air pressure barrier.

The psychic sword and the giant stick did not come into direct contact, but a fierce confrontation occurred in this invisible pressure barrier.

In this horrible collision, the psychic sword began to bend at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it could not bear the pressure of the giant stick.

The light of the sword gradually increased, and black and gold lightning burst out around the blade, violently hitting the air pressure, making a thunderous roar.

Chi Chi Chi! ! ! !

These lightnings spread along the pressure barrier, like countless crazy black and gold streamers, fiercely tearing the surrounding space.

The confrontation between the two was fierce in the air, forming an extremely terrifying energy vortex, and everything around was torn and shattered in the collision of this force.

In the void, the collision between the Chosen One and the Pillar of Heaven aroused a deafening roar, and a huge shock wave spread out from the two as the center, tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

The Pillar of Heaven was repelled by this huge force and bounced back, and the Chosen One also staggered back several steps in this fierce collision.

However, the battle did not end there.

Xia Xiu calmly watched the situation on the field, and his mind instantly controlled the "Heaven's Lever" to change.

The silver long stick, which was as huge as a mountain, shrank rapidly in the air, as if it was compressed by some invisible force, and soon returned to a normal-sized long stick.

At this time, this gorgeous silver long stick seemed to have its own consciousness, and it quickly pounced on the Chosen One like a hunting beast.

Crack——

The long stick drew a beautiful and deadly arc in the air, with a swift gust of wind, piercing the Chosen One's chest.

Clang——

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Chosen One, and he raised the psychic sword to quickly block the attack.

Clang clang clang——

The collision of metal and energy made a piercing whistle, and sparks flew out at the collision.

The long stick's offensive did not stop because of the blockage, but instead unfolded more rapidly.

It was like a flexible giant python, bypassing the defense of the psychic sword and stabbing the Chosen One's flank again.

The Chosen One hurriedly used the psychic wand in his left hand to block the attack. The moment the wand and the long stick touched, a purple energy barrier emerged, trying to block the attack of the long stick.

However, the attack of the "Heaven's Lever" was extremely flexible. The stick quickly changed its angle and swept towards the legs of the Chosen One, trying to break his balance.

The Chosen One instantly jumped back and barely avoided the attack. The silver long stick swept under his feet, bringing a gust of wind.

Before the Chosen One could stand firm, the long stick was pressing forward again like a shadow.

Clang clang clang clang————

Clang clang clang————

The attack of the long stick was like a storm, with continuous shadows of the stick, either stabbing straight, or sweeping, or rotating.

Each attack was full of a combination of speed and power, which made the Chosen One retreat again and again.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Swoosh——

The fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven rushed towards the interior of the Sword of the Hanging Ceiling, holding the [Key of the End] tightly in his hand, and the powerful power of the end continued to flow out of the key.

He raised his own authoritative domain, the projection of the original form, and launched another attack.

Then...

Tear the law of space, turning everything into nothingness.

The light was like countless lightning, piercing the darkness of chaos, and fiercely bombarded the body of [The Lord of Change].

The Lord of Change's body quickly collapsed under this destructive force, and the fragments scattered in the void like gravel.

"Damn... don't interrupt... others say..."

However, even under this devastating blow, the Demon Lord still uttered intermittent nonsense, and the fragments of his body quickly healed under the influence of the power of chaos.

Xia Xiu did not pause at all, and swung the [Key of the End] in his hand again, and the sword blade surged with the power of destruction and rushed towards the bound Shenfeng projection.

With each swing, the thousands of chains that bound the [Sword of Damocles] were cut one by one.

The chains quickly disintegrated in the light, turning into countless light spots and dissipating in the void.

Ding——

Ding——

Ding——

Each chain was broken with a deafening roar, and the whole space was shaking with this liberation.

At the moment when the last chain was cut, the space-based orbital strike cannon quickly locked the position of the Demon Lord under the guidance of the sword holder.

In the void, dense golden ripples began to appear, and countless space cracks were torn open at the same time.

At this moment, the face of the Demon Lord revived again.

Xia Xiu, who was swooping down, stepped hard on the opponent's face with his bare right foot with terrifying kinetic energy.

Crack——

The Demon Lord split again like a puddle of mud.

"After demolishing Damocles, you?"

The pure white angel sneered at the Demon Lord under his feet with an undisguised sneer.

"You..." The Demon Lord who was reuniting was about to say something.

While the Demon Lord was trying to reunite, Xia Xiu raised the [Key of the End] and fired another 'Zero Day' at him.

Boom——————

The huge impact force drove Xia Xiu to the corner of the Chosen One.

At this moment, the surrounding ripples continued to increase, and thousands of golden ripples intertwined in the void, forming a golden ocean.

[Damocles War Structure——]

[Anti-Magic Standpoint! ]

The golden ripples were like a portal of light, from which countless beams of light were ejected.

These beams of light, with terrifying destructive power, shot towards the [Eternal Demon Lord] like a catastrophe, covering the entire battlefield in endless light and heat.

The speed of the beams was so fast that it was suffocating. They tore through the void and rushed towards the Demon Lord in an unstoppable manner.

Each beam of light had enough power to destroy everything, as if even time and space could not stop their progress.

The body of the Demon Lord continued to break and reorganize under the dense beam attack, and then broke and reorganized again, in an endless cycle.

On the other side of the battlefield, Xia Xiu, with the destructive thrust released by the [Key of the End], instantly swept through the void and approached the Chosen One who was fighting with the "Lever of Heaven" like lightning.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and the thirty-six light particle wings behind him trembled slightly, bringing a stream of light.

The Chosen One was concentrating on fighting with the silver long stick. Every attack of the long stick was extremely fierce, making it difficult for him to be distracted.

However, just as he blocked the long stick's attack, he felt a strong momentum coming at him.

Before he could react, Xia Xiu had already appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Hey!"

Xia Xiu's eyes were like swords, and his right leg suddenly lifted up in the air, filled with infinite power.

Boom ---

In an instant, his leg was swung out in the air like a whip, bringing a terrifying gust of wind, aiming directly at the chest of the Chosen One.

The power of this kick was amazing, and the air was torn apart fiercely, making a piercing whistle.

The Chosen One only felt a violent force pressing down, almost tearing him into pieces.

Before he could react, Xia Xiu's right foot had already kicked him in the chest firmly.

The powerful impact was like a landslide, and the body of the Chosen One was suddenly yanked away in an instant.

Boom!!!

A deafening roar echoed on the battlefield. The body of the Chosen One was like a meteor, kicked by Xia Xiu in mid-air a hundred meters away, and hit the broken sewer wall in the distance.

At the same time, the "Heaven's Lever" lost its opponent, and as the Chosen One flew out, it lost its support in the air and began to fall rapidly.

The silver long stick was spinning in the air, flashing a dazzling cold light.

However, Xia Xiu had already anticipated all this. He shook his body and quickly approached the falling long stick.

His right hand stretched out like lightning, and at the moment when the "Heaven's Lever" was about to touch the ground, he accurately grasped the long stick.

The pure white angel's palm tightly grasped this miraculous weapon, and the cold light of the long stick trembled slightly in his palm, responding to his master.

Standing in the void, the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven was as steady as a mountain. He held the "Heaven's Lever" in his right hand, and his eyes were cold and firm.

The thirty-six light particle wings behind him spread out, making him look like a god descending to the earth.