Extraordinary pedigree

Above the Kresh Hub, the battle is drawing to a close.

Xia Xiu stood alone on the bridge of the Kresh, looking out at the chaotic battlefield, his golden eyes reflecting a faint glow in the dim light inside the ship.

He relaxed his shoulders and raised his hand to gently wipe away the blood on his fingertips.

"They are all good fighters."

This is Xia Xiu's evaluation of the Gis foreigner who was hacked to death by him in the [Kresh Hub].

His battle was over. The Gis foreigners on the entire Kresh had been completely wiped out by him. The corridors, command room, engine room... every area in the ship was cut through by him with one sword each - no one survived.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the boarding battle of the Sons of the Courtyard had also achieved a complete victory.

Control of one Gis ship after another was seized in a short period of time. Those Gis officers who were still resisting on the bridge were torn to pieces by the explosive bullets of the Sons of the Courtyard before they could even send out a distress signal.

The ground battlefield of the hub is also advancing simultaneously. The Silent Confessor has successfully taken control of the hub's ground command system. All anti-aircraft turrets have switched to the courtyard's authority, like an invisible net, firmly covering the hub.

The initiative of the battle was completely in Xia Xiu's hands.

But now, there is still a prey that has not been caught yet - the reinforcement fleet that was "caught in the middle of the lettuce".

The last fighting force of the Gisyan people, this fleet was originally dispatched to suppress the riots and support the Kresh hub, but when they arrived, the entire battle situation had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Their path has been firmly blocked by the fleet led by Xia Xiu. In front of them are the ships captured by the Sons of the Courtyard, and behind them is the hub that has fallen completely under the control of the Courtyard. The anti-aircraft guns are already pointing at their ships.

Fold?

Even more unrealistic.

They were too close to the hub, and the fleet needed a stable space window to jump. At the moment, the Courtyard Fleet was constantly interfering with the jump point. If they jumped rashly, they would likely be forcibly intercepted or even disintegrated in hyperspace.

The contact with the Gis foreigners during this period left Xia Xiu with a very deep impression of their militaristic culture, and he knew what choice they would make.

——They will not surrender, nor will they delay, but choose.

Turn back and break out!!!

The fleet in front began to turn around, adjust the bow, reorganize the formation, and the advancement speed began to increase continuously, trying to use the strongest firepower to tear through the encirclement and fight their way out.

At this moment, Xia Xiu heard the call from the navigator Silas Cephalon. The voice was steady but a little solemn:

"Teacher, the remaining fleet of the Gisyan people has given up on returning for reinforcements. They are trying their best to break through."

On the other end of the call, the command system of the Sword of Glory quickly scanned the movements of enemy ships. Data streams flashed before Silas' eyes. After he paused for a moment, his tone became a little grim:

"Our troops are still familiarizing themselves with the operation of the Githian ships. If necessary, we will ask the automatic navigation to let the Children of the Courtyard retreat, and we will use ramming tactics to directly destroy their capital ships."

Tactical suicide collision - this is the method that the Navigator thought of in this scene to quickly counterattack the Gisyan assault.

When the fleet's combat power is insufficient or the ships can no longer continue to perform long-range fire suppression, they will use their hulls to ram the core of the enemy ship, or even directly tear up the jump channel to create an irreversible space collapse - although this tactic is cruel, it is extremely efficient, especially for an army like the Gis foreigners who will never surrender and fight to the death. This is the fastest way to clear the battlefield.

But after hearing this suggestion, Xia Xiu just shook his head and smiled:

“That’s not necessary.”

He stood in the center of the bridge, slowly raised his hand, and moved his fingertips slightly. The war posture was instantly released, and the power armor that originally covered his body turned into light particles and dissipated, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

His massive body returned to normal, his black trench coat tuxedo falling gracefully around him.

Xia Xiu, who had returned to normal, slowly stretched out his right hand, opened his palm slightly, and grasped the void.

In the midst of this casual movement, the surrounding space suddenly distorted violently, and an [∞] symbol representing infinity appeared next to his hand. The lines of the symbol were not static, but constantly rotating and changing, as if the space itself was cycling between collapse and expansion.

The next moment, a gorgeous silver cane slowly emerged, projected out from the void.

The fourth sword bearer of Heaven reaches out and grasps the [Lever of Heaven].

He held it, like a king in a myth taking up his throne.

In the genealogy communication channel, Xia Xiu's voice came with a smile:

"You all did a great job. You all performed your duties in the first trial and handed in a very satisfactory answer."

After complimenting, Xia Xiu paused for a moment, then continued, "But there are still some shortcomings. After the first round of boarding, Adam has sent me your physical load report. Many people's bodies are already overdrawn... If there is another round of war, casualties are inevitable."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the communication channel.

Everyone knew that the Lord of the Courtyard never discussed casualties, but he never evaded this fact.

Xia Xiu's golden eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he sighed softly.

"I also know that the Ivy League War will result in death."

His voice dropped slightly for a moment, but then he changed the subject and his tone became calm and firm again:

"But... not now!"

Yes, not now.

As long as he was here, the war would not have claimed the lives of the Children of the Courtyard.

Xia Xiu gently rotated the Heavenly Lever in his hand, and the silver rod cut through the air, emitting a faint arc of light.

He cast his gaze towards the battlefield, looking at the twelve Gis foreign warships in the distance that had given up on returning for reinforcements and chose to fight to the death. The golden light in his eyes gradually became sharper.

"You haven't seen the impact of the [Crown] unit-level combat power on the battlefield."

Xia Xiu chuckled, his tone still gentle, but with a hint of unquestionable sharpness.

"I said before that the reason why I didn't go directly into the battlefield is because the three fleets can cooperate with each other to expand the width of the war to form a short-term containment of the mighty units, and then use the warping ability to allow the main force to leave the battlefield.

In the face of the huge depth of the astral world, if they break away and intend to fight against the courtyard in a guerrilla warfare, it will undoubtedly be very disadvantageous for the courtyard with few ships and ether traction wave engines and insufficient hyperspace channels. "

Xia Xiu's analysis was calm and accurate. It was because he understood war that he knew how to control the situation.

A powerful unit cannot invest as it pleases. What it needs is an opportunity, an opportunity to maximize the benefits after the investment!

But now the situation has changed.

Xia Xiu clenched the [Heavenly Lever] tightly, looking at the Gis foreign fleet that was breaking through at full speed, with a slight smile on his face:

“It’s different now.”

"They are already in the state of being sandwiched between lettuce. I can just destroy them with my own hands."

His voice was filled with a long-suppressed excitement.

"To be honest, I haven't done it for a long, long time."

He's been holding it in for too long.

If it were not for strategic considerations, if it were not to prevent this fleet from escaping and launching guerrilla warfare, if it were not to develop the combat capabilities of the Sons of the Courtyard, he would not have needed to wait until now.

He and his legion are enough to crush all the defenses of the Kresh Hub.

boom!

A terrifying light suddenly exploded behind Xia Xiu, as if space was torn apart, unable to withstand the power that was about to descend.

Three halos slowly emerged, as pure as white jade, surrounding his back, emitting a sacred and overwhelming aura.

Ancient runes were engraved in the halo, and the lines of the runes seemed to wander on their own in the starry sky, interpreting some unspeakable sacred order.

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Immediately afterwards, three pairs of light particle wings unfolded, and a majestic and sacred incarnation emerged from behind Xia Xiu - [Metatron] appeared.

At this moment, Xia Xiu's [Triple Crown] suddenly burst into dazzling light, and sacred runes crisscrossed between the halos, forming complex and magnificent trajectories.

[Apostle Mode: On——]

Within the halo, [Metatron] transformed into countless flowing light particles and rushed into Xia Xiu's body.

The whole process was solemn and sacred, as if the gods were descending.

——The moment the light poured in, Xia Xiu’s body suddenly transformed.

His golden hair gradually turned into pure white, as dazzling as snow, like the morning light above the sky.

His golden pupils also faded and turned into flawless white, reflecting the most original light in the universe.

The black windbreaker fell off, and a spotless white robe emerged from his body, holy and solemn. Golden inscriptions appeared on the robe, and those inscriptions kept flowing, as if the wisdom of all the heavens and worlds was engraved in them.

His feet were bare, floating in the void, and the thirty-six pairs of light particle wings behind him were fully unfolded!

Thirty-six pairs of light wings slowly spread out behind Xia Xiu, like the morning light that spread out across the entire world. Each wing was made up of the purest light particles, floating gently with his movements. The light flowed behind him like running water, and everything around him trembled slightly because of his presence.

Now, the person in front of him is not the Lord of the Courtyard, but the embodiment of violence in Heaven...

——The fourth sword-bearer of Heaven has arrived on the battlefield!

Xia Xiu held the silver-white [Lever of Heaven] in his hand. The staff trembled slightly in his hand. He slid out lightly and the tip of the staff cut through the void.

Buzz——

The space was directly distorted, and a Möbius strip with the symbol [∞] was torn out. The entire space seemed to fold on itself, forming a distorted light gate.

The next moment, the thirty-six pairs of light wings behind Xia Xiu fluttered gently, and the whole person silently passed through the space gap torn by the Möbius strip. In the next moment, he appeared directly in front of the charging Gis foreign fleet!

——At that moment, the astral battlefield was frozen.

Without any warning, an absolutely repressive energy signal was detected on the radar of the Gis foreign fleet. The psychic barriers of all ships fluctuated in an instant, and the alarm sounded wildly in the command system.

The Gis officers in the bridge looked up suddenly. Through the huge observation windows, they saw the terrifying existence standing right in front of the fleet.

The starry sky is empty, boundless and deep.

On the battlefield filled with flames, the Gisyan fleet was still charging at full speed, trying to break through the front line. However, in the channel ahead of them, a figure that looked like a miracle suddenly stood there, blocking all their retreat routes.

An angel with white hair, white eyes, a flawless look and thirty-six wings descends on the top of the star realm!

He quietly floated in front of the fleet, his pure white robe fluttering slightly with the invisible force field, and his wide sleeves seemed to carry the weight of the galaxy. There was no entity under his feet, but the entire universe seemed to be still under his presence.

Light slowly fell from the thirty-six pairs of light particle wings behind him, like a blessing from the origin of the star world, illuminating the void around him and making the dark universe tinged with a faint sacred glow.

In his hand he held an extremely gorgeous silver scepter, the body of which was as smooth as a mirror and shone with star-like brilliance. The runes on the top flowed slowly, engraved with an inexplicable mysterious order.

Is that... God?

There was dead silence in the command bridge of the Gis foreign fleet.

Everyone was looking at the image detected by the radar in front of them. Everyone was looking at the figure standing quietly in the center of the battlefield. Their hearts seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the feeling of suffocation almost broke their souls.

This is not fear, but an intuition that cannot be described in words, an absolute pressure from higher-dimensional life.

Their psychic detection device completely collapsed at this moment, and all the data turned into meaningless garbled code. All the parsers were unable to give a reasonable explanation - the pair of light wings, the sacred halo, the white pupils, and even the scepter, did not seem to belong to the physical laws of this universe.

What's this?

No, not "what"...but - who? !

In an instant, the horrific elemental impact swept towards the Gis foreigner fleet like a tide!

It was a crushing sensation that went straight to the soul, a conceptual suppression brought about by the arrival of an irresistible transcendental existence.

boom--!

The invisible holy light spread out and poured into every corner of every warship.

At this moment, all the weak-willed Gis people were blinded, fell to the ground wailing in pain, covered their eyes tightly with their hands, and warm blood flowed from their eye sockets.

“Aaaaa——!!”

Their nerves were burned by pure divine light, their souls seemed to be infused with unbearable truth, and one thought echoed in their minds -

"I shouldn't have seen Him! I shouldn't have looked at Him!"

Some people covered their eyes and collapsed on the bridge in fear, while others were trembling, muttering to themselves, their minds in complete confusion.

And more people were directly affected by some deeper spiritual shock. They knelt on the ground with fanatical expressions and tears in their eyes, and tremblingly bowed to the figure.

They seemed to have lost their minds, bowing three times and kowtowed nine times, shouting wildly -

"Holy, holy, holy!!!"

"Great Lord!!"

"You are the light that shines on the star world!!!"

"Lord of the Heavens... You have arrived...!!!"