Extraordinary pedigree

Phrygian Internment Site and Prison.

[Certification passed——]

The door of the prison he faced slowly opened, and Xia Xiu stepped in. His golden eyes looked at the dim environment around him, and his eyes inevitably turned to the most eye-catching part of the prison.

In the dark prison, a heavy metal chair was placed in an extremely cold manner. Behind the chair, the control panel full of majesty and coldness was waiting quietly. Rows of buttons, switches and indicator lights form a strange control picture, like batons of death, which mercilessly direct the current to the electric chair.

It is located in a solemn silence, with a depressing atmosphere surrounding it. The seat and back of the electric chair are wrapped in old leather, and a woman with long red wavy hair is restrained in the electric chair.

A black strip of cloth was wrapped around the prisoner's eyes, and a black ball was stuffed into his mouth.

The black strip of cloth on the top of the head carries the curse of "silence", inhibiting spiritual peeping, and the seal in the mouth is used to confine the "speaking spirit".

The metal shackles were firmly tied to the red-haired woman's legs on the back of the chair. The ground at the foot of the chair was made of hard concrete. There was no decoration around. There were only four heavy metal anklets fixed to the ground to secure the prisoner's legs. , ensuring they cannot break free while being electrified, a series of straps and straps are ready to bind the subject tightly to ensure she cannot escape.

There is a cushion at the head of the electric chair, and the dark color seems to be soaked in the sweat of the prisoner. Next to the headrest is an electrode covered in a translucent mesh metal cover. It is used to make contact with the prisoner's head to ensure that the current can directly penetrate his brain. Bundles of thick wires come from the ceiling. Drop down and connect to the back of the electric chair.

Tap tap tap——

The sound of footsteps echoed in the closed prison cell. The restrained Lisa Volyanova raised her sweaty head, her long and thin hair was soaked with sweat, and she clung to her in an awkward and unattractive manner. Her skin felt extremely uncomfortable.

Volyanova has been here for two days. She has not had a drop of water in these two days. The wound on her chest caused by the fourth sword-wielding man in heaven has recovered, but the "gift" left by the other party for her is always there. No longer torturing her, she found that she could not log out of this body projection. She was firmly imprisoned in this body.

At this moment, she felt a thick hand pressing on her cheek and lifting herself up. The contact of the unfamiliar fingers with her cheek brought a slight numbness. The palm of his hand lifted her cheek forcefully, and then she felt the restraints on her lips fall away, followed by the strip of cloth.

The strip of cloth was suddenly uncovered, and a dazzling bright light shone into her eyes, like a sudden transition from night to dazzling day.

Volyanova's eyes couldn't adapt to the sudden brightness, her pupils shrank suddenly, and a painful expression appeared on her face.

Her eyes were narrowed tightly and her forehead was wrinkled, trying to protect her vision from the strong attack of the light. There seemed to be invisible sparks jumping in her eyes, and the unbearable stinging feeling spread quickly, causing her to involuntarily twist her imprisoned body, trying to avoid this heart-piercing light.

After a while, she slowly adapted to the strong light, and her eyes gradually returned to their normal state.

"Ms. Volyanova, we meet again."

In the bright light, Volyanova once again saw the face that made her hate and fear her. The other person's golden eyes contained a soft smile that was not at all consistent with this one.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner panic and discomfort.

The feeling of being suddenly illuminated, as if being pulled out of a dark corner and exposed to ruthless light. At that moment, her soul seemed to be exposed to ruthless scrutiny, and she felt an unprecedented vulnerability. She didn't want to admit that kind of vulnerability, so she replied with a sneer at the corner of her pale mouth to the young man with blond hair and golden eyes:

"As a gentleman, it is very indecent to touch a girl's skin for a long time."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I left a bad impression on you." Xia Xiu had an embarrassed expression on his face, his right hand slowly left Volyanova's face, and his left hand The light adjusted its angle and continued to shine on the other party's pale cheek.

After doing this, he walked leisurely to the chair opposite the electric chair and sat down, quietly looking at the embarrassed Volyanova.

"Your method of privately kidnapping senior employees of other forces and using lynching methods indiscriminately is completely different from the purpose of your actions declared in diplomacy, and your lynching is really perfect. This will not be the [Witch's Disaster] and [ It’s something left over from the Battle of the Middle and End.

I remember that during the expulsion war known as the Dark Blood Age, the religious power of the Kingdom of Heaven on earth was completely corrupted. The Holy Church monopolized many fields, including education, culture, law... and they even dared to openly By twisting Eden's instructions, the Inquisition has almost become the dogs of human power. Youyang and even Edisi are afraid of you who are out of control. "

Volyanova gave the blond young man a sarcastic look, trying to provoke him into death.

Hearing Volyanova's death-seeking sarcasm, Xia Xiu raised his hand unhurriedly. He activated [Private Customization] through [Vashak]'s authority as the noble son, and put a book titled "Solemnity" The book "War" was pulled out, and the name of the author of the book - Saint Valentine - was engraved below the book.

This is the name of the first sword holder in heaven.

"Yes, that's why there were subsequent reforms to comprehensively strip away secular power, and the internal war of rectification, the sword bearer also appeared at this time. The first sword bearer stepped on the corpses of his past colleagues to take back the secular power given by the kingdom of heaven; The reason why those right-wingers in the current resolution meeting are so resistant to active interference and the [Inspection Department] of the Administration is because they are afraid of losing control. They are afraid and afraid to raise the butcher knife against their colleagues again - these things are all clear. It is written in the record book of heaven and placed in the library of heaven to be on guard for every angel who has just joined.”

The blond young man changed to a comfortable sitting position, casually flipping through the book in his hand, and turned to a page with illustrations: Three thousand people in robes knelt down and howled, and the pope's crown fell to the ground and was stepped on. Broken, blood-stained angels weeping blood in the rain.

Title page: Never explore the darkness rooted under the big tree of heaven. It is a scene more terrifying than hell.

“What has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again.”

"I am also facing the same problem that Saint Valentine faced, taking back the authority of the Kingdom of Heaven. However, this time the situation is a little different. The situation I face seems to be more complicated, but it is easier to deal with." The blond young man Those golden eyes stood up quietly like snake eyes, and he stared at Volyanova.

"If you want to discuss these so-called historical or moral issues with me, I don't mind chatting with you. It won't actually take too much time. I just want the [indulgence] from you. I have I'm not interested in erasing your existence. After all, the Dream God Clan lives near [Ibrahimovic City] in [Dreamland], and the terrible person called [Avenger] lives on the nearby big lake. If you really want to If I erase you, I will probably run the risk of being hunted down by the entire [Ibrahimovic City] and cursed by the evil god."

I'd rather you kill me now!

Volyanova looked at the blond angel and licked her dry lips.

"I checked your information. How could someone like you be an angel in heaven? Do you love humans? I feel that you love yourself more, [Crimson King], [Xin Liezhi] or [Men Lord], [Chaos of the Thousand-faced God], [King in Yellow]..., I think they will be more suitable for you." Volyanova asked the blond young man road.

Xia Xiu shrugged and replied with a smile:

"Eden loves me more. I love heaven, and of course I love humanity, that's for sure."

"I, or other sword-holders in the Kingdom of Heaven, rarely take the initiative to gain knowledge from good and evil. That is stupid. Everyone maintains basic morality and moves towards the "want" in their hearts. All Angels in high positions tend to increase their power, not just for survival.

[Human Supremacy] is Heaven’s description of the evolutionary goals that humans may, or even should, pursue. As individuals, angels will transcend conventional morals and values ​​and become creative individuals, transcending old moral restrictions and traditional concepts and independently deciding their own behavior and values. Angels are no longer bound by traditional religion and morality, but are able to create new values ​​and lifestyles and pursue individual freedom and power.

"Angels may not all love the human group, but angels must love the transcendent nature of human beings. We are not fighting to protect second-hand goods, we are fighting for the transcendence of human beings. I am fighting for the kingdom of heaven because of the will for power in my heart. Devoted loyalty, the driving force and essence of life is the will to power, growth and change, pursuing these in order to enhance one's own existence."

"I love the transcendent nature of humanity, therefore, I love humanity."

"And the ones you mentioned are worse in nature. They essentially create dependence. You know, human beings have thoughts, and thoughts cannot be killed. However, they can destroy thinking people. : Their greatness makes human beings worthless in front of them.

They confuse the boundaries between greatness and badness so that human beings lose the motivation to move forward. They clear great thoughts and deny what they want to eliminate human happiness. They prevent human beings from thinking, thereby controlling human beings. "

"They are the haters of humanity. They are the haters of humanity."

"The angels are their enemies, the kingdom of heaven is their enemy, and I am also their enemy - to rebel against the gods who torture us forever. This is the fate of angels, and this is the fate of superman."

Volyanova opened her lips several times to say something, but when she stared into those golden eyes, she chose to shut up at the right time.

Snapped--

The blond young man closed the book in his hand, came to Lisa Volyanova again, looked at her condescendingly and smiled:

"Hand over the [indulgence] in your hand. This is my last humanitarian statement. If you don't hand it over, then you will be imprisoned in this body forever, and it will be etched on your body again." In the deep darkness of the past, the [Ethics Committee] will only give reminders and will not interfere, because they advocate that all people are born equal—all people are born with equal personality.

Are the Dream Gods humans?

You used to be a part of human beings, but later you believed in the king of [Dreamland], the Emperor of the Abyss; He hunted other terrible ones or their dependents in a stern and terrifying manner, and sometimes He helped mankind. You are part of those who have been helped; He allowed you to abandon your physical body and live in the [Dream Realm] forever. Your spirits have been stained by His glory and become immortal. Therefore, you call yourself an advanced race..."

[Metatron] appeared behind Xia Xiu, and he stretched out his hand and placed it on Volyanova's head. The [Hand of Supreme] touched Volyanova's essence, and her face was It looked scary in the pale light, like a ghost in the snow.

[Don Quixote·Start——]

[Absurd pollution·closed-mindedness]

"Hand of the Supreme·Soul Touch——"

"Hand of the Supreme (Soul Touch + Mind Closed)·Psychic Black Box!" 』

Volyanova's originally red lips were tightly closed at this moment and turned pale, almost the same as her face that had lost its color due to fear. Her eyes were wide open, filled with indescribable despair and despair. Fear, as if what she saw was not just an angel, but an indescribable horror behind it.

That will be something more cruel than death, stop him quickly! ! !

"Resurrection gives you a mentality similar to that of a player. The reason why you think you are superior to others is because death is not the real death - do you know the saying 'Only Death Eternal Life'? Regardless of whether it is just or not, whether it is correct or not, I, the Kingdom of Heaven , angels have always played the role of death in the eyes of the enemy, and we have given them something more cruel than violence, that is, real death.

"Yes, death, death to enemies, death to gods, true death to all."

"I have given too many real deaths to my enemies along the way. Naturally, I have also seen those guys who are arrogant because of their 'immortality'. They are all dead now. Although it is troublesome to execute you, for the Dream God Clan, there is The only thing more terrifying than death is eternal imprisonment and spiritual annihilation.”

"I know that during these two days of confinement, you actually used spirituality to put yourself into a deep sleep. Humans or other races are rarely able to achieve a state of spiritual complacency. So, have you ever experienced real spiritual confinement? Do you know how? Destroy a person’s mind?”

[Metatron] holds Volyanova's soul center channel that connects to [Dreamland], and layers of [Myth Factors] spread from his hand. These factors are not destroying, but fixing. , if he exerts all his strength, he will fix this passage forever.

And this means that Volyanova will always be with this body. Even if the body dies, she will still live like a zombie with it, because her soul is immortal in the spiritual realm of the great Abyss Emperor, but she Never able to return to His arms, she would live in death.

"You first experience the feeling of being claustrophobic. I will block your spirituality and throw you into the black box of the soul. At first, you will have difficulty concentrating, memory loss, confusion in thinking and cognition. Disorders arise, and within the black box, individuals often suffer sensory deprivation; subsequently, psychological problems such as depression, anxiety, panic attacks, hallucinations, and delusions may intensify as confinement continues; and then, we continue, people who have been in confinement for long periods of time may Suicidal tendencies or self-injurious behavior..."

Volyanova is imprisoned in an eternal black box of the mind, isolated from the outside world and unable to interact with others.

A week?

A month?

One year?

Volyanova felt like she had lived a century.

On the electric chair, Volyanova's trembling eyelids blinked rapidly. She wanted to break away from the boundless dark fear, but the image of fear was deeply engraved in her pupils, her soul, and her Spirituality, in everything about her.

Her eyes reflected not only her own terror, but also the despair brought about by the deep, long and unknowable unknown.

In her pupils, it was as if the darkness of the abyss was beginning to stir, dancing with fear, swallowing up her last sanity.

"No, no, stop, please, stop..."

[Metatron] stopped his hand, Volyanova gasped for breath, her face was engraved with the deepest despair, while the blond young man in front raised his left hand and turned to Looking at her, the watch on it flashed with fluorescence, marking the passage of time.

"One minute, just one minute."

The blond young man approached Volyanova, stretched out his hand to touch the frightened face, and whispered to her softly:

"Poor child, hand over the [indulgence], it will be a good thing for everyone."