Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 828: Fourth Cast: War Angel Body II

Inside the Heavenly Manufacturing Gene Clinic.

The faint scent of disinfectant and psychic stabilization devices filled the air, and the indicator lights in the operating room went out one by one, indicating the complete completion of the transformation operation.

At this moment, all the Phase I Children of the Courtyard have completed the implantation of the Holy Casting Organs. Their bodies have transcended the realm of mortals and entered the realm of angels.

All operations were completed within one day.

Xia Xiu personally performed the first nine transformation operations and collected detailed data for the earliest batch of Children of the Courtyard.

Their changes in bone strength, cardiovascular adaptation, muscle strengthening, and increased psychic resistance—everything was fully recorded by Eden, generating a set of standard templates for angelization that were accurate to the nanometer level.

With the support of this batch of data, the process of subsequent surgery was greatly shortened, allowing the entire transformation process to be successfully completed within one day.

Now, all of them have the ability to enter the [War Angel Form].

——The physique of a war angel is an extraordinary form bestowed by the holy forged organs.

When the Children of the Courtyard actively activate their gene-seed, their physiological functions will be pushed to the limit:

The second heart operates at an overclocked frequency, making their blood surge like raging flames; the bone regulator strengthens their bones, allowing them to withstand high-G combat without being shattered; the dominator stimulates their muscles, allowing them to charge on the battlefield like gods of war; the blood stamens strengthen their blood, allowing them to quickly recover their combat capabilities even when they are on the verge of death.

The initial four holy castings have completed the cycle, and their bodies will freely expand in the range of 2.7 to 3.5 meters.

They can freely choose to open their body form when necessary and let their bodies enter the war form, or they can restore their normal human body form after the war. If you want to maintain the war form all the time, it is actually possible, but the energy you need to consume in your daily life will increase several times.

Of course, [War Angel Body Form] does not necessarily manifest itself in a sudden increase in the size of the physical body. The bodies of some people with special abilities will tend to become etheric.

For example, Blanker Celeste Marian, her [War Angel Body Form] exacerbated her Blank gene mutation, causing the area of ​​silence around her to further expand, forming a part of the etheric "vacuum zone".

After the operation, all the children of the courtyard were sent to a special postoperative observation area one by one.

This task was given to the counselor, who was fully responsible for it. She needed to conduct adaptability tests, postoperative observations, and provide psychological counseling for each student who completed the transformation.

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The lighting in the medical cabin was bright and soft, casting a clean halo through the curved alloy walls. The air was filled with a faint scent of disinfectant, which, along with the low hum of the medical machinery, made the entire room seem exceptionally quiet.

However, the Children of the Courtyard in the room could not calm down - or rather, they were experiencing an unprecedented transformation and their emotions were extremely complicated.

They are no longer ordinary human beings.

A complete transformation, an evolution that cannot be reversed.

They have become angels.

Many people looked down at their hands, their fingers trembling slightly.

——Not because of fear, but because they can feel the blood flow becoming strong and stable, they can feel the toughness coming from their bones, and they can feel their breathing is deeper and stronger than before.

Someone quietly moved his wrist, and the feeling of the tendons sliding under the skin was extremely clear.

Some people close their eyes and listen to the hum of their own hearts beating alternately. It is an extremely reassuring rhythm, symbolizing that they are stronger, faster, and more invincible than their past selves.

Some people, on the other hand, gently clenched their fists in their seats.

They could feel the boiling power within them with even the slightest movement.

That intoxicating, heart-pounding feeling of power makes people want to find a place to test themselves and see where their limits are.

But they didn't dare to act rashly - because at this moment, in the center of the room, Director Hope was floating in the air with his hands folded across his chest, scanning them with sharp eyes.

Hope looked around at these newly transformed sons of the courtyard with a slightly childish smile on his face.

She looked at them quietly for a while, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her tone was teasing:

"Looking at your expressions, you all look like you have just attained enlightenment."

The sons of the courtyard all raised their heads and looked at the counseling director, who was only the size of a doll but had a great say among the courtyard's senior management.

She was wearing an exquisite silk dress, floating slightly in the air, with her soft purple hair hanging casually, and her purple eyes holding a teasing gleam, like a bad woman who was always ready to tease her students.

"How is it?" She blinked, and the smile on her lips deepened. "How does it feel to be an 'angel'?"

The clerk of the courtyard, Araz Trincas, a curly-haired young man, subconsciously clenched his fists after hearing Hope's words, feeling the incomparably powerful force in his body.

"...I feel like I can handle the bolter."

He whispered, his voice a little excited but also a little uneasy.

However, as soon as he said this, he realized something was wrong - Hope's purple eyes lit up instantly, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became even weirder.

"oh?"

Her tone rose, with a hint of mischief.

Miss Doll, who has been hanging out with a certain golden retriever for a long time, has also unknowingly learned some of the other person's evil taste in teasing people.

She raised her hand slightly, and a distorted ether wave immediately appeared in the air.

A moment later, a bolt gun appeared out of thin air. The gun body was pitch black, and it was obviously a low-power version used by the students in the courtyard for daily training.

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Hope tilted her head and smiled mischievously. The bolt gun slowly floated under her control, with the muzzle pointed at Araz.

The curly-haired young man Araz's expression changed instantly, and he quickly waved his hand and stepped back:

"Hey hey hey! I just said it casually, I didn't really want to get shot!"

Hope narrowed her eyes and looked at him with a half-smile:

"What? Didn't you just say you could handle it?"

"I was talking about the feeling! I didn't say we need to do a real test!" Araz's face turned slightly pale. "Director, everyone knows that you like to play tricks on people. Can we try a different test method?"

The children of the surrounding courtyards were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, and then they couldn't help laughing. Some even started to make a noise:

"As the secretary of the courtyard, just give it a try! You can handle it anyway!"

"That's right! How else can you prove that you've become stronger?"

Araz glared at the guys who were making a fuss:

"You just want to watch the fun and not mind the trouble, right?"

Hope flew to him lightly, raised her little finger and tapped his forehead:

"Don't worry, I won't really shoot."

She chuckled, waved her hand, and the bolt gun instantly dissipated into psychic dust and disappeared into the air.

"However, you do need to test the limits of your transformation. After all, even angels are not invincible."

Her voice suddenly became more serious, her face became stern, and she said in a serious tone:

"Extraordinary power is a double-edged sword. It can make you stronger, but it can also make you arrogant, out of control, or even corrupt."

"——Those who cannot control power will eventually be swallowed by it."

The relaxed look on Araz's face gradually faded, and the other children of the courtyard also gradually calmed down.

They all knew that Director Hope's "joke" was just a superficial appearance. The real purpose was to make them realize their own power and their own responsibilities.

"Tomorrow, you will go to a new place."

Hope withdrew her hand, patted the hem of her skirt gently, and her voice returned to its light tone.

"That's the flagship of the courtyard's first fleet. Your principal is waiting for you."

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The next day.

The morning light shines through the high sky of the mortal courtyard and falls on the deep space port of the military academy. Against the backdrop of the boundless universe, a huge object quietly floats above the orbital berth.

[Sword of Glory Heavy Cruiser].

The flagship of the first fleet of the Earthly Courtyard, a weapon of war bestowed upon the Courtyard by Heaven.

The entire hull is pitch black, like a giant steel beast sleeping in the starry sky. Deep and ancient runes are engraved on the surface of the hull, which glow faintly under the light.

The bow of the ship towers like a sharp blade piercing through deep space. Both sides of the ship are covered with dense artillery arrays, and the bridge area is like a Gothic fortress made of obsidian, exuding suffocating majesty.

The Sons of the Courtyard stopped at the deep space port, looked up at the steel battle fortress, and were extremely shocked.

This is the command center of the Courtyard's first deep warfare fleet and the core of the entire Courtyard fleet's reorganization. All future combat deployments will revolve around it.

And now, they stood in front of it. As the first batch of soldiers to board the ship, they were about to take on their new mission here.

The atmosphere in the dock area was unusually solemn. The huge bridge connecting passage slowly unfolded, and the black armored hatch opened with a bang, revealing a boarding passage leading into the ship. At the end of the passage, dark red warning lights were flashing quietly.

Hope was suspended in mid-air, her eyes scanning the Children of the Courtyard.

"Good, it looks like you're all ready."

Hope smiled with satisfaction, then she pointed to the bridge passage ahead and said softly:

"Go in, the principal is waiting for you inside."

The moment the Sons of the Courtyard stepped onto the boarding passage, a strange aura quietly enveloped them - it was an invisible oppression, a sense of presence that could not be described in words, as if a giant will that had been dormant for a long time was slowly opening its eyes and watching every living being that stepped into its body.

——This battleship is alive.

It is not just a combination of metals, not just a product of runes and psionic energy, but a true fighting will.

The machine soul of [Sword of Glory] is awakening.

Deep in the passage, dark red warning lights flickered slowly, and the light reflected on the surface of the black combat armor of the Sons of the Courtyard, casting their figures as silent and solemn silhouettes in the steel corridor.

They could hear, could "sense" a low sound, echoing deep within the steel walls, it was like a whisper, or a chant.

The rune inscriptions under the metal floor lit up slightly with their footsteps, and a faint flow of psychic energy ran through the entire warship like blood. It was sensing, evaluating, and examining these boarders, judging whether they were strong enough, whether they were worthy of its recognition, and whether they were qualified to walk within its body.

As they went deeper and deeper, the lights inside the ship gradually lit up, illuminating the intricate passages around them.

This is not the interior of an ordinary ship, but a war fortress.

The walls were made of reinforced obsidian alloy, with intricate inscriptions embedded on the surface. Runes were quietly engraved on the metal, and at regular intervals, one could see a psychic node embedded in the armor. A faint blue light flowed along the rune lines, like blood flowing in steel veins, keeping the entire battleship running.

When the Sons of the Courtyard stepped into the ship and walked slowly along the passage, except for the navigator Silas Cephalon, it was the first time for almost everyone to actually board the warship.

They looked around, feeling the invisible pressure of the warship. With every step they took, they could clearly hear the echo of the soles of their boots hitting the metal deck.

However, Silas sensed an unusual change...

——The "gaze" of the machine spirit is no longer as fierce as before.

He had boarded the ship more than once, and every time he walked on the deck of the Sword of Glory, he could feel the machine spirit's scrutiny like a wild beast - cold, manic, hostile. It seemed as if it instinctively resisted all creatures that tried to control it. Even though Silas was the navigator, he had to use his spiritual will to fight against it and tame its madness.

However, this time...

He could clearly feel that the machine soul's attitude had changed.

It was no longer unruly, no longer coldly resistant, but instead had a certain... gentle obedience. It could even be said that it was actively catering to Silas's spiritual will, like a wild beast that had finally recognized its master and was willing to lower its head to let him guide it through the storm of the ether.

Silas' fingertips tightened slightly, and he could feel the beating of his own pulse in his palms - this was the change brought about by becoming an angel.

When the Children of the Courtyard followed instructions and entered the training cabin inside the ship, they immediately felt an atmosphere that was completely different from other areas of the ship.

This place was not like an ordinary training room. It was much larger and heavier than any simulated battle field they had ever seen in the military academy. The surrounding walls were made of high-density obsidian alloy, and every inch of the surface was engraved with strengthening runes to ensure that it could withstand the high-intensity combat of angelic individuals.

Golden wires were embedded in the towering walls, and faint blue psychic light slowly flowed along the walls, making the entire training cabin look like a sleeping battle arena.

And at the front of the training cabin, stood a familiar figure.

Blonde hair, golden eyes, loose white robe, casual posture, and a slightly raised corner of the mouth.

Even if you don't see his face clearly, everyone can immediately recognize who he is just by standing in a stress-free, even slightly lazy posture.

That was the Lord of the Court, the Headmaster of the Earthly Court, their Guide and Transformer—Hugh Abraham.

“Everyone is here.”

Xia Xiu's eyes swept across the neatly lined-up children of the courtyard, revealing a warm smile, with a hint of joy in his voice.

However, everyone who knew him became alert after seeing his expression.

——It was a smile full of "danger (bad taste)".

Sure enough, the next moment, Xia Xiu raised his hand slightly, as if to announce something insignificant, and said casually:

"The courses after this won't be so easy, everyone."

That smile seemed to be telling them that the days ahead would be very painful.