Chapter 804: The Space Base Blasts the Looting Souls, and From Now on, Everyone Is an Orderly Person

All Heavens and Worlds·Depth 5.

Rumble~~~~~

In the vast ocean of ether at Depth 5, a huge space-based weapon platform is suspended above the earthly courtyard, like a giant temple woven with metal and light.

The projection of the Sword of Damocles reigns over the courtyard.

The sword is a thousand meters long, and its surface is covered with a layer of silver-blue nano-coating. Under the refraction of the rainbow light of the deep world, it flows with a luster like liquid metal.

The overall shape of this platform is like a huge blade of judgment, with a narrow and sharp front end, extending dozens of antenna arrays, each of which points to the void of Depth 5 at a precise angle, like a tentacle ready to receive orders at any time.

The main body of the platform is a three-layer structure, with a huge propulsion module at the bottom, on which hundreds of ether propulsion engines are arranged, emitting a faint blue light.

The metal bridge connecting the modules is like a precise spine, covered with interlaced energy pipes and slender sensor cables, emitting weak fluorescence.

Boom~Boom~Boom~~~~

At the same time, a train speeding on the [Rainbow Bridge] of the Kingdom of Heaven is approaching the Earthly Courtyard at a high speed.

The surface of this train is covered with a flowing rainbow halo. This train is the [Infinite Train] that travels between the Earthly Courtyard and the Purgatory Gate Station.

The students on the train are all dumbfounded, staring at this shocking and extraordinary giant.

"Oh my God... This is..."

A student held his breath, with undisguised awe in his words.

"The Sword of Damocles..." Another student's voice trembled slightly.

"The Sword of Damocles of the Fourth Sword Bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven... We can actually see it with our own eyes!?!"

Inside the train, some students were even so excited that they stuck to the window, staring at every detail of the platform without blinking.

From the huge rail gun to the propulsion module emitting blue light, to the towering beacon tower and the crystal ball command module in the center, every place is fascinating.

However, only a few students in the train noticed;

- A god-like existence was floating above the space-based weapon platform.

Araz Trincas, a curly-haired young man with automatic recording ability, was one of the few students who saw the vision.

He saw--the holy man with a divine appearance.

The holy man wore a crown of thorns on his head, had white hair and white eyes, and his white robe was close to his body without a wrinkle.

His feet were bare, standing in the void of the ether, and three halos like white jade were suspended behind his head. Each halo rotated slowly, emitting a warm but intimidating light.

He held a silver long stick in his hand, with indecipherable ancient runes engraved on the stick, and the surface emitted a soft but intimidating silver glow.

Thirty-six pairs of light particle wings spread out behind this angel, and the pure white wings of light emitted tiny light spots, like the projection of stars.

His face was as dazzling as the sun. It was impossible to look directly at it, but it was impossible to look away. It seemed that every inch of his skin exuded endless holiness and majesty.

The divine-looking angel was suspended in the void, quietly overlooking the space-based platform, as if the entire depth 5 world was just a speck of dust under his feet.

The moment the curly-haired young man and the few students looked at this angel, fear and reverence surged into their hearts like a tide.

Their bodies stiffened instantly, as if their souls were pressed into the abyss and could not move.

An unspeakable force penetrated their consciousness, and crazy muttering came to their ears:

"Holy!

Holy!!

Holy!!!"

"Ah——!"

A student suddenly covered his ears, and bright red blood flowed out of his ear holes.

His pupils shrank because of the intense fear, his whole body trembled like a sieve, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and even began to ooze blood.

He tried to look away, but found that he could not control his sight at all, and could only stare at the sacred figure.

Another student fell to the ground, his fingers trembling as he pointed out the window, his lips opening and closing, but he could not make any sound.

His breathing became rapid, his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, and every breath seemed to be desperately grabbing air.

The other students in the carriage had not yet noticed the center of this vision, they were still shocked by the grandeur of the space-based weapon platform.

And these very few "lucky ones" seemed to be forcibly injected with an unspeakable memory, their consciousness gradually blurred under the impact of the holy light, and only the crazy muttering of those three words echoed in the depths of their minds:

"Holy! Holy! Holy!!!"

The crazy muttering was like an invisible sharp blade, piercing the eardrum of the curly-haired young man Araz Trincas, piercing his nerves and shaking his soul.

His eyes were forced to stare at the holy and flawless angel outside the window, even though his reason was screaming wildly, urging him to look away, but his body was like being imprisoned by invisible chains, unable to move.

That kind of fear was not a visual shock in the ordinary sense, but a shudder that went deep into the bone marrow, a sense of oppression that went beyond the body and reached the depths of the soul.

He could clearly feel that this fear was like a hand, tightly grasping his soul, making it impossible for him to escape.

[Start automatic recording——]

[Recording target: *%&*%￥￥*&]

[Error x-on:! x-on:]

[& x-on:￥ # Error~~Error!!! ]

At this moment, the automatic secretary ability in his body began to work, but the result was not as smooth as usual.

The image of the secretary appeared in front of his retina, and the handwriting and symbols that should have been orderly began to distort, and various disgusting colorful colors appeared.

[——The system is collapsing! ! ! ! ]

Then, the pages of the book burned strangely, and the silent flames devoured every page of paper. The flames flickered with distorted light and shadow, as if some unspeakable existence was devouring his consciousness.

The whispers continued, they had life, and with endless will, they drilled into his ears, penetrated into his blood and bone marrow, hovered in the depths of his mind, and ignited every nerve into a stinging iron.

Araz's fingers grasped the window sill because of the violent trembling, his knuckles turned white because of the force, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead, like a dying person who had just woken up from a nightmare.

At the moment when his spirit was almost on the verge of collapse, he suddenly felt a strange change.

The angel seemed to glance over from a great distance

——He felt that gaze.

It was a gaze full of majesty but gentle, like a ray of sacred light penetrating the abyss of his heart.

The corners of the angel's mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of approval, as if to express approval of his persistence.

[——Engraved: The Conqueror King under the Holy Sword! ]

[So I looked up and saw a saint descending from the sky. He wore a crown of thorns, his feet were bare like white jade, and he was wearing a white robe.

His face was like the sun, and it was impossible to look directly at it. Three halos hung behind him, interlocking, and thirty-six pairs of light wings were like the dawn, and its brilliant light penetrated the ether and reflected the endless splendor of all realms.

The saint stood in the rainbow light, stepping on the shadow of the golden tree. He spoke but did not speak. The laws of heaven were engraved on His steps. The glorious conqueror set up the flag of order above the heavens——】

A line of words was written quickly on the book, and the picture that appeared in the book was a simple watercolor picture in the style of a mural.

Araz suddenly felt that his spirituality became extremely light, like a window was opened, and his consciousness could extend outward.

He seemed to touch a world that he had never noticed before, and felt a deep and indescribable connection.

He turned his head and looked at the classmates around him.

The secretary's eyes fell on the few classmates who were also pale.

Each of them had a complex expression of fear and joy, and the trembling that had just escaped from the abyss of despair could still be vaguely seen in their pupils.

Their eyes met in the carriage. Although there was no verbal communication, there was a deep resonance in each other's eyes.

At this moment, they remembered each other's faces.

The students present couldn't help but have the same idea.

——These people are all his "kind".

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Under the [Sword of Damocles] platform, Xia Xiu in the form of an apostle quietly floated in the ether, his white robe gently fluttering in the barely visible ether fluctuations.

The pure white angel was retracting his gaze with satisfaction. He had already given a little reward to the students who had just looked at him and did not immediately collapse.

And now, he would carry out an act of destruction that would shock the entire Depth 5 Raiders.

At this moment, the locking program of the entire space-based platform has been completed. The huge virtual interface flashes in Xia Xiu's golden eyes, and various complex data streams flow into his retina like a torrent:

[Target coordinates confirmed: X: -420, Y: 75, Z: 110]

[Ether space analysis: completed]

[EVE particle charging: 80%...95%...100%]

[The Heavenly Punishment Program is locking... Target capture is completed]

[Ether floating point operation efficiency requirement: 1 billion/second]

[Energy supply status: stable]

He raised his left hand, raised his thumb, and used his fingertips to calibrate the aiming frame in front of him.

A blue circle was suspended in the corner of Xia Xiu's left eye.

This circle was woven by countless light beams, surrounding his eyeballs, and extending out like a monocular telescope.

Its outer circle was distributed with more small circles, like layers of virtual sights, flashing cold light, with an indescribable sense of fantasy.

As the blue circle in his eyes continued to adjust and shrink, the space-based locking system perfectly captured the raider base.

[Damocles: Absolute Hit·Opened——]

No mistakes in one song, one shot, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Xia Xiu's eyes were fixed on the target location, and he whispered softly:

"This shot will make the raiders who haven't escaped within depth 5 behave themselves, so... I won't be stingy with EVE particles."

Buzz buzz buzz buzz————

Buzz buzz buzz buzz————

Buzz buzz buzz buzz————

As soon as the voice fell, the [Triple Crown] behind him suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and three halos like white jade rotated violently, like invisible turbines tearing the void.

An unparalleled heat wave spread from Xia Xiu's body, and his body was wrapped in a pure white holy light, and the surrounding space trembled with the fluctuation of his power.

Tens of billions of [Ether floating point computing efficiency] per second poured into the [Sword of Damocles] hanging sword program from his body, and the energy lines on the space-based platform were instantly ignited, and those rune-like The light turned from dim to scorching, and finally burned like a raging flame.

The remote strike program on the platform ran instantly, and a series of instructions were executed, eventually turning into an astonishing locating signal of divine punishment.

[The damnation positioning program has been started——]

[Target area beacon: depth 5. 】

[Estimated impact rate of ether fluctuation interference: 2%]

[Ethernet floating point computing efficiency requirements: 1 billion floating points/second. 】

[Target strike range: 50 kilometers in diameter. 】

[Accuracy adjustment has been completed, and the current error range is less than 0.1%. 】

[Do you want to execute the launch command immediately? 】

Xia Xiu's eyes swept across the flashing data screen, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an unpredictable smile.

"Sword of Damocles, unleash judgment."

[Command confirmation - trial authorization, start the launch process! 】

The huge nebula in the ether began to rotate, and large areas of chaotic light and dust gathered toward the center like a stirred vortex.

Then, a deep space rift was torn open, which was a jump channel leading to destruction.

The energy pouring out of the crack is like a sea of ​​light that cannot be seen directly, illuminating the void at depth 5 as bright as day.

Then, the light from the space-based platform suddenly became dazzling, and the entire space seemed to be slightly distorted by the high temperature of computing.

A blue beam of light suddenly shot out from the top of the platform, tearing apart the void and turning into the incarnation of divine punishment and heading towards the target.

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Depth 5 inside other corners.

The strike beam of the space-based weapon tore through the void, like a Milky Way running through the heavens.

This kind of over-the-horizon strike weapon, which is extremely difficult to survive in the ether, shows unrivaled power at this moment.

The beam trailed a dazzling tail flame, like a sword of divine punishment. The low-level ether observation devices of many nearby forces exploded directly after catching this powerful wave.

"What is that?!"

In a certain plundering force base hundreds of kilometers away from the target coordinates, a reptilian creature raised its head and widened its amber vertical pupils.

His claws grasped the edge of the observation device, his eyes fixed on the dazzling band of light on the screen, his whole body trembling with fear.

His voice was shrill with fear:

"A long-range strike in the etheric ocean?!

How is this possible!

That is...the legendary Sword of Damocles! ? "

The companion next to him also looked horrified:

"It is impossible to achieve such a weapon operation in the etheric ocean! How on earth is this done?!"

In another stronghold of the [Evil Chaotic Camp] force, several giant humanoid creatures in pitch black armor were standing in front of an ancient rune panel, staring at the remote observation device.

The beam displayed on the screen made them silent for a moment, and then a low and hoarse voice sounded:

"That is humanity's space-based weapon - the legendary hanging sword..."

While he was shocked by this magnificent beam of destruction, his companions were nervously communicating with each other using communication equipment.

Then, he hung up the communicator and said to the person who just spoke, ""

"The elders tell us to evacuate Depth 5—immediately, immediately!"

"...I understand. Neither I nor the Scarlet Knight faction will speak out against this time."

"It's good that you understand. The elders said that in the area of ​​the Depth 5 Mortal Courtyard, there will no longer be marauders and non-lawful forces."

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Inside the Kazak clan base.

Waksa's eyes widened, and the scales on the reptilian face faintly reflected the cold light due to the strong light.

His eyes penetrated the base's protective shield and stared at the beam of light falling from the sky. It was an existence beyond the scope of his understanding.

He turned his head suddenly and yelled at the operator in the control room:

"Where is the warp engine?! Start the warp engine quickly!!!"

The Kazak technicians in front of the console were busy operating the equipment. A tribesman turned back in panic and reported loudly:

"Chief! Our warp engine cannot respond - all systems are paralyzed!!"

"What?!"

Waksa's voice became harsh and hoarse, and his tail slammed on the ground, causing a crack in the alloy floor.

He rushed to the console and looked at the data on the screen for himself.

But all the instruments showed only one message that made him extremely desperate, a message from the Sword of Damocles.

[Target: You have been locked and cannot be avoided——]

Waksa felt a chill running from his tailbone to the top of his head, and he knew what it meant.

The hanging sword - "the sword of absolute hit".

No target has ever been able to escape from its scourge. Even the great demon of the monarch can only choose to resist rather than evade.

At this moment, the light of the space-based platform enveloped the entire Kazakh base like the scorching sun. The laser shield was quickly evaporated, the energy shield collapsed within a few seconds, and the concealment device was completely ineffective.

And that beam of light has descended over the base with unparalleled power.

Waksa's pupils shrank violently, and the vertical pupils almost turned into a line.

"No!!!!"

He growled lowly, as if he wanted to say something else, but the huge beam of light had swallowed everything up.

The last thing he saw was his base burning up like confetti in the beam of light.

He seemed to hear the voice of judgment coming from the sky.

——Then, everything returned to nothingness.