Execute the Deal, Extract the Coordinates Now!
Just as Xiao Han was caught in a desperate situation, a deafening roar came from outside the ark!
A massive gash was torn open in the sturdy outer wall of the ark by an incomparably sharp golden sword light.
Covered in blood and with shattered armor, the Seventh Inquisitor strode in, wielding a holy sword dripping with the green blood of worms. He had actually slain the rampaging Star-Devouring Worm so quickly!
His cold, chilling gaze pierced through the barrier of space, locking onto Xiao Han inside the cabin.
"Found you, blasphemer."
The golden sword light that had torn the Ark apart by the Seventh Inquisitor had not yet completely dissipated when his towering figure stepped into the cabin, each step seeming to tread on the hearts of everyone present. His holy armor was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and golden blood dripped slowly from the corner of his mouth. His aura was clearly unstable, indicating that he had paid a considerable price for slaying the raging Star-Devouring Worm.
But he did not kill immediately.
Those icy eyes passed over the Iron Crow, past the enormous remains of "Qiyuan," and were fixed on Xiao Han. The look in his eyes was no longer just pure hatred and killing intent; instead, it carried a hint of... greed, a burning desire as if he were looking at a rare treasure.
"Truly a perfect masterpiece." The Seventh Inquisitor's voice was hoarse, yet carried a morbid fanaticism. "Chaos, demonic energy, Order, holiness... such contradictory forces have achieved a bizarre balance within you. To kill you? No, no, that would be too wasteful."
He licked the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his smile chilling, "You will become the perfect vessel for 'My Lord' to descend into this world. All your struggles are merely the most magnificent prelude to the god's arrival."
Perfect container!
Xiao Han felt a chill run down his spine, a cold sensation shooting from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
At the same time, the True Demon Will within his sea of consciousness also heard these words and roared even more furiously: [A container? My anchor point, how dare a Pseudo-God lay a finger on it! Boy, either make a deal, or turn into cosmic dust with me!]
On one side are the judges, who are eyeing him covetously and want to capture him alive and turn him into a puppet; on the other side is the True Demon Will, ready to perish at any moment.
A desperate situation.
Xiao Han's mind had never been so clear. In a flash, a crazy idea completely took over his mind.
He abruptly looked up, towards the direction of the giant's remains, and roared with all his might, "Execute the deal! Extract the coordinates immediately!"
This sound was like dropping a lit match into a powder keg.
You dare?!
The True Demon Will was instantly and completely enraged. The mark erupted with an impulse to destroy everything, and a terrifying power that threatened to detonate Xiao Han's soul and body exploded with a deafening roar.
"Town!"
Xiao Han's eyes were bloodshot. Instead of retreating, he advanced, actively using his will to meet the self-destructive torrent. In his sea of consciousness, the [Human Dao Merit Golden Wheel] radiated a gentle yet resilient light, like an unyielding dam, firmly resisting the towering waves. The excruciating pain tore at every nerve, but he gritted his teeth, using his mortal body to forcibly suppress the demon's self-destruction!
He was betting on those three breaths!
Upon seeing this, the judge's expression changed drastically. His greatest fear was that this perfect "container" would be destroyed before his eyes, and his offensive involuntarily faltered.
Now!
"You lackey of the Divine Court, your opponent is me!"
With a roar, Iron Crow, who was standing to the side, moved. The "Defector Core" in her hand suddenly burst out with a kaleidoscope of dazzling data streams, forming a strong "Data Turbulence" that could be seen with the naked eye. Like an invisible storm, it crashed hard into the protective divine light on the Inquisitor's body.
The sacred force field was severely disrupted by this chaotic data stream, emitting a piercing "hissing" sound and its light flickering.
"Threat detected. Initiate the highest level of cleanup protocol."
The emotionless electronic voice of the Qiyuan AI echoed within the ark like a death knell. As its voice faded, an even more horrifying scene unfolded for the Inquisitor. The sturdy walls surrounding the cabin silently slid open, revealing several ancient-looking energy cannons, their muzzles glowing with a soft, life-giving light, slowly extending and locking onto the Inquisitor.
A core decoy on the verge of self-destruction.
A scavenger who uses data streams to create disturbances.
An ancient AI that provides main gun firepower.
In the blink of an eye, the most bizarre "Avengers" in history, composed of traitors, blasphemers, and ancient ghosts, was formed.
"Again!"
Xiao Han let out another low roar, repeating his previous tactic. He forcefully guided the rampaging true demonic power, crashing it into the [Logical Paradox Chip] on his arm.
This time, the collision of the two forces was even more intense, resulting in a "Demon-Stained Logic Bomb" that was more solid and unstable than before, with the black demonic energy and white runes swirling around its surface almost boiling over.
However, Xiao Han did not throw the deadly bomb at the judge's body.
His target was the holy sword of the cross, dripping with green blood, in the judge's hand!
"Now!" Iron Crow roared.
"Fire." The voice of Qiyuan AI was frighteningly calm.
Whoosh--!
The "Demon-Stained Logic Bomb," which embodied all of Xiao Han's hopes, pierced the sky.
Iron Crow's "Data Turbulence" erupted in full force, like a vast net, weakening the Inquisitor's protective aura to its extreme.
Qiyuan AI's Genesis Source-Light Cannon simultaneously unleashed a destructive beam of light.
Three completely different attacks landed precisely on the cross-shaped holy sword at the same time!
Click--!
The holy sword let out a mournful cry, overwhelmed by the pressure. Divine attributes and chaotic data clashed violently within the sword's body, while the pure primordial light delivered a devastating blow from the outside. Instantly, the sword's surface was covered with fine cracks.
You... you're asking for it!
The Seventh Inquisitor was both shocked and furious. He never imagined that he would be driven to such a wretched state by a group of "insects" in his eyes.
However, just as all the attacks were about to completely overwhelm him, a terrifying resolve flashed in his eyes.
He actually let go, then grabbed the sword with his other hand and squeezed it hard!
Boom--!
The natal holy sword of the Martial Emperor has self-destructed!
The terrifying Divine Storm spread wildly in a ring around the Inquisitor, scattering and Obliteration everything in its path, from data streams to source beams.
As the smoke cleared, the Seventh Inquisitor stood there, covered in blood, his chest heaving violently, yet he let out a maniacal laugh.
"Ha ha... you foolish insects, you've successfully angered me!"
"Now, witness the true punishment from heaven!"
He raised his blood-soaked hands as if performing some ancient and evil sacrificial ritual.
In an instant, the [Divine Oracle Tracking Mark] on the back of Xiao Han's hand became scorching hot, as if it had been branded with a hot iron. A fatal resonance, transcending endless time and space, connected him with the judge who had raised his hands.