I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

Yan suddenly opened his eyes, as if breaking away from the deep sea of ​​consciousness and returning to reality.

What followed was severe pain as if being crushed by a titan. My whole body seemed to be falling apart, and my internal organs were also howling faintly. It felt like my body was stuffed with blades. , unscrupulously cutting the fragile blood vessels.

He curled up and panted, lying on the ground unable to exert any strength, he could only raise his head feebly and look around.

This is a secret room with strong technological texture. The snake logo connected end to end is painted on the wall, and the surrounding is covered with cold and shiny steel. The top of the dome then flowed down to the giant device in the center, as if an ancient and solemn ceremony was being held.

However, none of these could attract Ian's attention at this moment, because his eyes were fixed on the experimental cabins filled with nutrient solution, and the scene inside was suffocating.

"This is……"

He struggled to widen his eyes, and the pupils of his eyes reflected the experimental subjects suspended in the experimental cabin, and his heart was overwhelmed with overwhelming shock, as if an overwhelming wave of horror swept over and overwhelmed him!

What appeared in front of my eyes were human beings who had been completely eroded by Houkai and turned into dead soldiers. On the skin of these walking corpses who had fought countless times before, fine lines were intertwined, depicting a luminous mark that symbolized a certain meaning.

That is undoubtedly the stigmata, until the destiny developed the artificial stigmata, in the long history of mankind, only a very small number of people who were chosen by fate would show this special imprint.

Watching the group of dead men, Yan felt a sense of absurdity that seemed unreal!

This group of irrational dead soldiers should have roared in the area where the Houkai was raging, wandering the streets like walking dead and attacking all other creatures.

But now they are quietly immersed in the experimental cabin, with tubes inserted all over their bodies, and parts of their bodies are implanted with the tissue of the Houkai Beast. The body surface is covered with a white silicon-based shell, and some body organs are even mechanically It was removed and replaced with an electronic prosthesis.

——It's like a test product with no value at all.

This place is like a human museum with strange shapes, indifferently showing the world what the human body can be transformed into.

Ion suddenly realized that he had reached the source of the secret.

In the silence, the sound of high heels hitting the ground sounded.

The first thing that appeared in the light was a pair of slender black silk legs, and the white high-heeled shoes approached slowly with elegant steps, and the sound of knocking on the steel floor was cold and arrogant.

"It's really not as good as man's calculation. I didn't expect this building to collapse. It seems that the tofu project exists no matter where it is."

The Jackal came out from the shadows, with the same Anubis mask on his face, his whole body wrapped in corsets, and a pair of black gloves on his hands.

She looked down at Ian who was lying on the ground with a mocking tone.

"And you fell here by coincidence. Could it be that this is really God's will, to let you witness the product of the stigmata plan before you die."

Ion struggled to sit up from the ground, staggering as if he might fall down again at any moment.He raised his head and looked around at every dead soldier in the experimental cabin, as if he wanted to engrave their faces in his mind.

"These dead men were originally residents of this city?"

Ian asked hoarsely, "Really?"

"Yes."

Perhaps because he felt that he had already secured the victory, the jackal admitted it generously.

"Why did they become dead men? Why were they locked up here?"

"Because they were injected with Houkai energy, as to why they were locked up here..." She smiled coldly: "Of course it is for the experiment of the Stigmata Project."

"The Stigmata Project?" Yan narrowed his eyes, staring at the woman in front of him with ease.

"Since you are a man of destiny, you should have a certain understanding of the stigmata."

The jackal asked rhetorically: "For example, humans with stigmata tend to have stronger Houkai resistance and manipulation power, and thus display various incredible powers."

"I only know the artificial stigmata developed by Destiny..." Ian panted heavily, his whole body aching: "This is different from the stigmata plan you mentioned..."

"Please don't confuse the poor imitation of Destiny with the snake's stigmata plan!"

The jackal frowned, and kicked Ian to the ground mercilessly. The pain from the high-heeled shoes trampled on his body made his complexion pale instantly, the veins on his neck bulged, and a deep roar came from his throat, as if he was enduring Great pain.

She was very satisfied with Yan's expression, and she laughed like a cruel queen, as if she wanted to appreciate it for a while, and then started talking.

"The stigmata are the most precious heritage in human blood. But it is not a product of natural evolution, but a miracle of pre-civilized biotechnology. Its principles and modes of operation still contain many unsolved mysteries."

"Before the former civilization died out, they inoculated the complex Houkai antibody genome in the embryos of a few descendants. These descendants multiplied in the new era and passed on the stigmata to the next generation."

Speaking of this, Jackal's voice suddenly tinged with regret: "But it is a pity that, with the inheritance of human beings, the genes are constantly changing and exchanging, and the original complete stigmata genome is finally scattered. Once the puzzle is broken If it is messy, the meaning of the pattern will no longer exist.”

"Therefore, even though every modern person carries the stigmata gene in their bodies, there are only a handful of people who can express the stigmata naturally. In a world where the collapse is raging, people who cannot express the stigmata are like people without noses. All that awaits them is death."

Yan supported his weak body, his voice was so soft that it seemed that it would disappear with the wind at any time: "So your so-called stigmata project is to enable everyone to express the stigmata hidden in the genetic fragments?"

"No, not everyone." Jackal raised a finger and emphasized: "It's the chosen ones."

"The chosen... person?"

"The purpose of the stigmata project is to forcibly activate and reorganize the hidden stigmata fragments in human genes through artificial intervention, so that they can be fully expressed. But this process is extremely difficult, and those who cannot bear it will die, or even become walking dead."

She glanced at the dead soldiers in the experimental cabin, her eyes seemed to be admiring, but contained iceberg-like indifference: "Just like them."

"But those who survive will have the right to survive the collapse."

Jackal retracted his gaze: "The price is very high, but it is definitely worth it."

"...This stigmata plan also includes this city, right?"

"That's right, to be precise, this city is just the beginning. In the future there will be a second Florence, a third and a fourth! ——One day, the Stigmata Project will be open to all human beings, leading them to transform into a new life !"

She couldn't help opening her arms, and her voice was as passionate as a performer in a stage play, as if she was going back to the distant river of time to witness the dream scene.

"Then have you ever thought about the people who died because of this stigmata plan?" Ian was probably tired, his eyelids shrugged, and his voice became softer: "Some of them may have just been born, and some Maybe they are only 13 or 4 years old, they still have a future and hope...but because of your stigmata plan, all of this was taken away."

He looked up at the jackal, his eyes just looking at her calmly, like stagnant water.

"Don't you feel any guilt?"

"It's like the peace of the past and the present has been won by the war of iron and blood." The jackal waved his hand indifferently: "It is a small thing for the future world to completely solve the damage caused by the collapse. Sacrifice is inevitable."

"A small sacrifice...?"

Yan murmured softly, his eyes were a little distracted, and he thought of the little girl buried under the cemetery again in a trance.

"Compared to the number of human beings in the world, the people in one or two cities are just like a drop of water in the sea." Jackal stepped on his body and asked casually: "The sea ebbs and flows every day, what will you do?" Do you care how high the tide is and how low it is? Or do you care more about what you will have for breakfast tomorrow?"

In the long silence, a faint laughter echoed faintly.

Yan lowered his head, his side hair blocked his cheeks, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

But there was a weak laugh in his throat, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and his whole body was trembling because of the unstoppable laughter or the involvement of the injured part.

"what are you laughing at."

The jackal asked coldly, and the high-heeled shoes that stepped on Yan's body slowly applied force, and the heels sank deep into the muscles.

"Is that funny! Huh?"

Ian kept laughing as if he had never heard of it, his laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain, completely ignoring Jackal's voice.

"……shut up!"

The jackal's eyes were burning with anger. She took out a pistol from behind, pointed the black muzzle at Ian's head, and put her finger on the trigger.

Yan gradually calmed down his laughter, and he looked up at the sullen woman in front of him, his eyes full of mockery.

"Jackal? I don't think you should call yourself a jackal, but just change your name to Hugou." The corner of his mouth raised a cold sarcasm, as if he was looking at a funny clown: "Because you are a dog, a cold-blooded lackey. "

"What you said just now is so high-sounding, but to put it bluntly, isn't it killing people? Huh? What kind of stigmata plan? What kind of transformation and rebirth? You are just depriving those innocent people of their right to live. But you are right about one thing, since ancient times Peace is won through wars bathed in iron and blood, but your opponents are not soldiers in shawls and armor, but a group of unarmed ordinary people."

There was a trace of real anger in his eyes, and the hand that was powerlessly hanging on the ground slowly shrank, as if he was clenching it tightly.

"Do you think you are the saviors? Do you think you are great? Do you think that only you can save human beings and save the world from the invasion of collapse?"

Yan's eyes were completely cold, and the blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes at some point, like blood-stained beast eyes: "You are wrong, very wrong. You are not saviors at all, you are just A bunch of lunatics, a bunch of self-righteous terrorists."

"People like you will neither be famous nor infamous, because history will never record a group of terrorists. You are only worthy of being a complete—"

"Prisoner."

boom!

The deafening gunshots exploded, and a wisp of gunpowder smoke floated into the sky from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullets embedded in the ground with huge kinetic energy, shooting out fleeting sparks.

The jackal's chest heaved violently, and the hand holding the gun was shaking with anger.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Yan, her voice was full of anger: "It seems that you are really looking for death!"

Yan didn't even look at the distorted bullets in his ears, and still looked straight at the jackal without fear, his eyes were as stubborn as a rock.

"People like you deserve nothing but hell, to be tortured day and night, forever and ever."

"And I, I will go to heaven, where I will watch you every minute of every moment and watch you suffer."

He grinned cruelly: "You deserve it."

The space was as silent as death, only the jackal's angry panting reverberated, as if a waking volcano was about to burst out burning magma.

"No, you won't go to heaven, and you won't go to hell."

Suddenly the jackal put away the gun, she let go of the foot on Yan, squatted down and looked straight into his eyes, smiling coldly.

"Because you won't die."

She took out a gun-shaped syringe, which was filled with purple potion. Magnificent particles seemed to wander in the potion with their own consciousness.

"Let me introduce to you, this potion contains a lot of Houkai energy, which can quickly erode your body and make you a deadly warrior in an instant." The jackal pierced the syringe into Ion's neck, mercilessly The injected potion: "Of course, if your life is big enough, maybe you can really activate the stigmata."

She threw away the syringe casually, looked at Ian who was lying on the ground, and the corner of her mouth raised a happy arc: "But the dose of this medicine is much larger than ordinary medicine, you can only pray for a miracle to happen."

"Look! You will neither die nor live, you will just walk in this world like a corpse."

"Oh, by the way, and that S-rank Valkyrie, Rita Rossweisse."

The jackal snapped his fingers crisply, and a night scene of torrential rain suddenly appeared in the midair. Rita was fighting the purple Houkai beast, and there was a lot of danger.

Just like a boat in a storm, it may capsize in the next second at any time.

"Florence will become a testing ground. Soon, a Honkai energy bomb with a range enough to spread to the entire city will explode. The medicine inside will enter everyone's body through Honkai energy, and select those that can activate the stigmata. people."

Behind the Jackal, the huge spherical device started a countdown, and with the countdown, it was a gradually rising platform, which carried the Jackal and Ion slowly up into the sky, as if it was about to ascend to the sky.

"No one can stop this, nothing!"

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PS: It’s late, the main thing is not to break the chapters, it’s really helpless to write here, it feels a bit too depressing.But it doesn't matter, there will be a cheat soon, well, I have to thank the Jackal for the potion.In addition, this plug-in has been revealed. Once the combat power is activated, it will directly soar to the Urandale level, and the climax of this volume will be completely released later.

PSS: Well, this is a 4K chapter, please, please vote!A ticket is the only way to get a good recommendation!