Extraordinary pedigree

Sage Samuel Kelasel clutched his chest tightly, his pale face covered with cold sweat.

In the shaking, his body staggered a few steps, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground. A suppressed sob came from his throat, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood splashed on the ground, showing a dazzling scarlet color.

He gasped, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice trembled with anger and weakness:

"My Book of Sages...!"

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from exertion. The moment he raised his head, anger burned in his eyes.

Opposite him, the silver-robed wizard Geoffrey de la Tour could not remain calm. His nails were deeply embedded in the staff, and his eyes were fixed in front of him. His always gloomy face was full of words at this moment. Shocked and disbelieving.

His voice was low and hoarse, but it revealed an unconcealable nervousness:

"He tore down the barriers of the world..."

Samuel reluctantly raised his head and looked forward along with George Frey's gaze. His pupils suddenly shrank at this moment.

An unspeakable fear shot through his spinal cord. He held his hands on the ground, holding back the blood surging in his chest, and his voice trembled so much that he almost lost his confidence:

"That's...what?"

In front of them, a silver-white crack began to appear in the void. In the crack, silver light tore through the surrounding space like a sharp blade.

It's like a curtain lifted by the gods.

A silver lever slowly protruded from the void, flashing with a cold light, and then opened the surrounding space easily like a curtain being opened at will.

That moment.

Light flooded into the world of Hakoniwa.

As the crack completely opened, a pure white figure slowly emerged.

He carries thirty-six pairs of burning light particle wings, his hair is as white as snow, his eyes are like the bright moonlight in the sky, and an elusive smile hangs on his handsome face.

It is an innate majesty, a sense of existence that is incomparable to the vastness of the world.

"Finally found you."

Xia Xiu was suspended in the void, his left hand holding the "Book of Sages" that was constantly resisting, and his voice was gentle and clear.

Samuel's blood almost completely cooled down at this moment. He felt as if his back was pierced by something cold, and the chill poured out from the inside out.

He opened his mouth, trying to control his fear, but his voice still trembled:

"Hugh Abraham, let me go. The entire Ring of Naga and the Book of Sages...are yours."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tried his best to make his posture appear sincere and humble.

He knew that the fourth sword holder in Heaven opposite him was no ordinary opponent, and any attempt to struggle would only hasten his death.

Samuel Kellasel still retains the deep-rooted Auror thoughts of the Hundred-Level World in his mind.

In the Hundred-Level World, plane wars are bloody, but for the Auror class, being captured in war usually does not mean death, but negotiation, redemption, and economic transactions.

Aurors usually have similar social status, and based on this status, they often follow a tacit agreement not to kill each other.

As part of the ruling class of each other's Ley Line and Crystal Wall systems, killing an Auror prisoner would not only destroy the trust between the Aurors, but could also trigger revenge from the enemy family or allies.

Of course, Samuel Kailasel selectively ignored the Dark Lord's "various atrocities" in the Ring of Nagas - mainly the bloody killing of Kailasel.

The reason why I selectively ignore it is because I am still lucky in my heart.

As a sage and the master of the plane, his status is much higher than that of other Aurors of the Kailasel family.

The fourth sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven should choose to let him go out of consideration for his future political interests in the Hundred-Level World. After all, this way he can maximize his interests and will not cause fierce resistance from the Auror families in other planes of the Hundred-Level World. .

He looked at the other person with expectant eyes, and found that the white-haired angel was casually weighing the struggling and beating books in his hands, with a look on his face, as if he was considering whether to let him go.

So Samuel Kellaser, the old turtle who felt there was hope, continued:

"And it's not just that-"

Samuel tried to gain further life, with a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

"My Merlin First Class Certification and assets in other planes, I can -"

Before he finished speaking, Geoffrey de la Tour behind him had already silently stepped back, protecting the sage in front of him.

His face was as gloomy as iron, and he looked at the sage as if he were looking at a unique fool.

Xia Xiu's white eyes as pure as fresh snow swept over everything coldly, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.

Then, the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand moved slightly, silver light flashed past, and a strange symbol suddenly appeared on the sage's chest - [∞].

Buzz buzz——

The symbol was like a Möbius strip connected end to end, emitting a faint silver light, and began to rotate at an alarming speed, seeming to be tearing apart reality with some irresistible force.

Samuel looked down at his chest, with incredible fear in his eyes, and he let out a shrill cry.

"I have other chips, I have other..."

Poof————

Before the words were spoken, the Möbius strip exploded, and the sage's chest was torn open. A huge hole appeared instantly, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the internal organs and bones splashed all over the ground in the explosion.

"Hugh Abraham, you--"

His body trembled a few times, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, and then he fell to the ground, and the blood on his chest quickly turned into a dazzling scarlet.

"Confused."

Xia Xiu spoke lightly, the silver lever in his hand emitted a faint glow, his voice was gentle, but with a piercing chill.

"Kill you, they are also mine."

His eyes just casually glanced at the sage who fell to the ground and died with his eyes open, as if he was looking at an item that had long lost its value, and then slowly turned to Geoffrey.

Geoffrey de La Tour tightly grasped the staff in his hand, and his old fingers trembled slightly due to excessive force.

His face was as pale as a piece of thin paper, and his eyes swept across the corpse on the ground with complexities.

For Samuel's plea for mercy and tragic death, he did not feel any anger or sympathy in his heart.

He just sighed coldly-too ​​stupid.

Samuel actually tried to exchange his life for property, honor and an illusory future?

In Joffrey's opinion, this behavior is even more ridiculous than persuading the four Chaos Lords to convert to light in person.

"Do you have anything to say, Silver Robe Wizard?"

Xia Xiu's voice came from the front, calm and indifferent, without any ups and downs.

Joffrey raised his head and looked at the angel of heaven carrying the feathers of light.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, as if he was laughing at his powerlessness at the moment.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he was organizing his words, and then slowly spoke:

"If I say that the death of the management bureau operator was an accident and had nothing to do with me, do you believe it?"

When Xia Xiu heard this, his eyes as pure as new snow carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

He looked very seriously.

"I believe it."

He said softly, without any hesitation in his tone.

"But you will die here today."

Joffrey took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell slightly with the movement.

He raised his head, and there was no longer any retreat or hesitation in his eyes. It was a kind of calmness and stubbornness after seeing through life and death.

He closed his eyes gently, then slowly opened them, a look of determination emerged on his old face.

"If you want to fight, fight without reservation; if you want to fail, fail without regrets - come on, Hugh Abraham."

Facing an invincible enemy, Geoffrey de La Tour did not choose to kneel down and surrender, he gave his own answer.

Facing inevitable failure, reason requires him to still fight hard, because the meaning of action is not in the result, but in dignity.

If you actually made the beginning, you must bear all the consequences.

"You have human virtues," Xia Xiu said lightly, with a kind of calm admiration in his tone, but as cold as frost and snow.

"What a pity..."

"If someone sins, he must atone; if there is no atonement, his sins must be on himself."

As soon as the conversation between the two ended, a sense of solemnity filled the air, as quiet as the moment before the storm.

In that brief silence, a tall incarnation quietly emerged behind the silver-robed wizard Geoffrey de La Tour.

The incarnation was in human form, but very different from humans.

His body was slender and straight, covered with dark blue carapaces, each of which shone with a metallic cold light, like a natural armor.

His facial contours were clear, but he looked even more ferocious because he was covered by the carapace.

His eyes shone with a deep blue light, as if he could penetrate the abyss of people's hearts.

In his right hand, he held a coiled giant snake, which was burning with a faint dark blue flame, as if the soul was struggling in the flames. The snake's body was winding and wriggling from time to time, as if it had life, but it was full of dead air.

[Solomon's Seventy-Two Pillars, Andumaelius! 】

[Andumaelius], a Solomon Demon Lord, controls the secrets of evil and bad deals. His power can see through all fraud and theft, and can even track stolen items and reveal the hidden truth.

Now, his power is borrowed by Joffrey as the last ditch effort to fight back.

However, before the demon god could fully demonstrate his power, a familiar vibration came from the surroundings.

『Buzz』

Time, stop flowing!

Time stagnated again at this moment, and the gray-white world replaced the original color. Everything was still in an instant, even the burning flames were frozen in the air, and the snake's wriggling was frozen in mid-air.

Xia Xiu's figure was like a ray of light, quietly passing through the gray-white time and space.

The [Heaven's Lever] in his hand flashed silver light, turned into a straight trajectory, and pierced directly into the chest of the silver-robed wizard.

『Buzz』

Time, resume flow!

At the moment of time recovery, Joffrey's body suddenly flew backwards, and a huge stick-shaped dent appeared on his chest, deeply embedded in his body. That was the trajectory of the [Heaven's Lever]'s attack, like the staff of God, irresistible.

Joffrey rolled in the air, blood gushing out of his mouth.

He hit the ground heavily, barely supporting his shaky body with the staff.

His incarnation [Andumaelius] still stood behind him, but the deep blue flame had obviously dimmed, symbolizing that its owner's vitality was rapidly fading.

However, Xia Xiu stood in place, his eyes slightly condensed, and he noticed something unusual.

Two objects fell beside Joffrey.

One was a rag doll that was torn in half, with black lines on the fabric, like a flowing shadow; the other was an old pocket watch, with the hands on the dial still and complex runes carved on the cover.

These two objects emitted faint spiritual fluctuations.

Xia Xiu did not approach.

He frowned, and the halo behind him flickered slightly, and the power of [Perfect Prosthetic Eye] was activated.

In his vision, the world became transparent and complex.

Countless points and lines flowed like a tide in front of him.

The trajectory of time, the folding of space, and the tiny spiritual fluctuations were all interpreted into readable information.

His eyes quickly swept over the place where the silver-robed wizard fell to the ground, but he did not sense a clear flow of life.

"Not the body..."

Xia Xiu's eyes became deeper, and he glanced around.

Those lines extended and intertwined, gradually leading him to discover an abnormal fluctuation.

It was a folded and hidden space layer, the ripples were barely perceptible, but under the analysis of the [Perfect Prosthetic Eye], nothing could escape its detection.

Xia Xiu's pupils shrank slightly.

A vague figure gradually emerged in the space layer.

It was the silver-robed wizard Joffrey, and his incarnation [Andumaelius, the Seventy-two Pillars of Solomon] behind him.

Joffrey's body was slightly hunched, as if he was panting.

He held his staff tightly in his hand, with a cold light in his eyes, and his incarnation stood behind him, the coiled giant snake in his hand no longer burning, but seemed ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

"Quite cunning."

Xia Xiu spoke lightly, his voice was unquestionably cold.

He raised his hand slightly, and the [Heaven's Lever] in his hand emitted a silver light, and with a light touch, a crisp vibration immediately came from the air.

The space layer was torn open, and the hidden figure of the silver-robed wizard was instantly exposed in front of him.

Joffrey raised his head with great effort, staring deeply at the pure white angel in front of him.

His face was covered with blood, and a few strands of silver hair stuck to his temples, making him look particularly embarrassed.

His pupils reflected the figure of Xia Xiu, and the indifference and majesty of the white hair and eyes made him unable to look directly.

His lips trembled, as if he was struggling to tell an unacceptable truth.

"Time..." His voice was low and trembling, "One of your abilities... is to control time."

Xia Xiu was slightly startled, and then showed a faint smile. He gently turned the [Heaven's Lever] in his hand, and the silver light flowed at the tip of the lever, just like his understated tone at this moment.

"Found it?"

He looked down at Joffrey.

"So what?"

『Buzz——』

Joffrey's pale face was frozen.