225: Chapter 225 All twelve riders have burned out! And you still complain that I haven't eaten?!

In the corner of the ruins, Tiger Fiend's heartfelt plea, "Hurry up and purify us," was still echoing in the sinkhole.

Yet Samuel acted as if he hadn't heard it.

All his attention was focused on the Six-Point Soul-Locking Array that was still operating.

Six layers of spatial planes intersected at high speed, compressing the white light to its limit; any rubble near the Formation was ground into dust invisible to the naked eye the moment it got close.

Twelve rounds!

This killing Formation, which had once strangled a Peak seventh-order Dragon beast, had already rotated for twelve full rounds.

That Dragon beast had only lasted seven!

Samuel gripped his bone staff, his gaze beneath his hood locked onto the center of the Formation.

Divine Judgment Soul Cleansing had failed to erase Su Ming.

The Six-Point Soul-Locking Array had to succeed.

Otherwise, if everything that happened today were reported back to the main Holy See, the judgment Law that the Divine Court had upheld for years would become a joke.

"Cleanse the bones with holy radiance."

"Bury the soul with the abyss."

"The blasphemer shall return to nothingness!"

The bone staff pressed downward.

The six Abyss Knights exerted their strength simultaneously, and the dark gold cross patterns on their breastplates shone blindingly bright.

The center of the Formation suddenly contracted by thirty percent.

Boom!

The white light collapsed toward the center, and the nearby rock walls cracked over a large area.

Samuel's hood was flipped up by the shockwave, revealing his bloodless, withered face.

He stared at the center of the Formation, not relaxing in the slightest.

Every piece of protective gear had a limit.

If Su Ming could hold on until now, he must be relying on that exo-colonial star core armor.

As long as the Formation continued to compress, that armor would shatter sooner or later.

"Scratch..."

The soft sound pierced everyone's ears.

Samuel's eyes narrowed abruptly.

A hand reached out from the blazing white light.

The palm was fair, the fingers slender, with no wounds on the skin and not a trace of Source Energy fluctuation.

It simply passed through the high-speed cutting spatial barrier just like that.

A second hand followed.

The two hands parted to the left and right.

A harsh screeching sound echoed through the sinkhole as the white barrier of the Six-Point Soul-Locking Array was forcibly torn open from the middle.

Su Ming squeezed out from the tear.

The silver-blue lattice on the surface of the sinking star flickered twice and quickly hid beneath his casual clothes.

The six Abyss Knights remained suspended in their original positions.

They gripped their heavy swords, their helmets turning in unison toward Su Ming, yet they did not immediately pursue.

Su Ming stretched his neck, his joints emitting a series of crisp cracks.

"Old man."

He tilted his chin at Samuel.

"After all this fuss, are you hungry?"

"Do you want to share a table, finish lunch, and keep going this afternoon?"

The only sound left in the sinkhole was rocks rolling.

The mountain demon maintained its twelve-meter-tall, fully beast-like form, its mouth half-open, unable to close it for a long while.

Tiger Fiend lay in the rubble, his broken leg still bleeding, his ice-blue vertical pupils already losing focus.

Ye Xiao held onto Young Master Gu Lingfeng's shoulder, laughing until his wounds twitched.

"I knew it..."

"Brother Ming's mouth is always more infuriating than his fists."

Young Master Gu Lingfeng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Does our big brother usually talk to eighth-order beings like this?"

"Be more confident." Ye Xiao corrected him seriously.

"He talks to everyone like this."

Ye Canglan did not join their conversation.

His dark purple vertical pupils fell on Su Ming, and his remaining energy spider legs slowly retracted.

No injuries.

No decline in Origin.

Even his mental fluctuations were terrifyingly stable.

That Formation, sufficient to strangle a Peak seventh-order Source Beast, had only made Su Ming stretch his neck.

In mid-air, Samuel's fingers gripping the staff tightened gradually.

The staff emitted a faint groan.

He did not respond to Su Ming but instead quickly checked the opponent's state.

No loss of Origin.

No irregular breathing.

The aura of that exo-colonial star core armor was even more complete than before he entered the Formation.

Samuel shifted his gaze, sweeping over the top of the sinkhole.

Charon had still not appeared.

Further away, no signals for reinforcements had been received either.

They had crossed the border for too long.

High-order powerhouses from the Federation could arrive at any moment.

"The Origin of a Silver Blood life cannot be endless."

Samuel raised his bone staff, his voice turning cold again.

"You are just holding on by force."

Su Ming grinned.

"Fine."

"Then hurry up and try again."

Samuel did not continue to argue.

He directly abandoned all targets below.

"Abyss Knights, heed my order!"

"Cease the purification of the other heretics."

"Focus all power and lock onto the Child of the Star Core!"

The Six-Point Soul-Locking Array stopped operating.

The six knights maintaining the Formation withdrew their swords and quickly rendezvoused with the other six below.

The twelve people scattered along the edge of the sinkhole, forming a huge circle.

The mountain demon's shoulders relaxed.

"Not hacking us anymore?"

Tiger Fiend stared at the positioning of the Twelve Knights and dragged his broken leg backward.

"Mountain demon, retreat!"

"You're not even calling me Big Brother anymore?"

"Stay there if you want to die!"

Tiger Fiend did not look back.

Twelve Peak seventh-order beings joining forces to form a Formation—the aftermath would be enough to bury them and the sinkhole together.

The mountain demon glanced at the dark gold heavy swords being raised simultaneously, immediately shut its mouth, and scrambled backward using its hands and feet.

Samuel pointed his bone staff at Su Ming.

"Form the [Holy Radiance Execution Array]!"

"We obey the divine oracle!"

The twelve Abyss Knights bit their tongues simultaneously, spraying blood mixed with Origin power onto the spines of their swords.

The blood seeped into the dark gold cross patterns.

Hum!

Twelve blood-colored holy radiances shot into the sky.

The air above the sinkhole was instantly displaced, and the terrifying sword pressure descended toward the ground, causing large areas of rock to crack.

Ye Xiao felt a tightness in his chest and quickly braced himself against the rock wall.

"Do these people's skills have no cooldowns?"

Night Crow supported the heavily injured Ye Canglan and retreated into a dead-end corner of the rock wall.

Young Master Gu Lingfeng mobilized his remaining Mystic Gold Flowing Sand, raising several layers of slanted sand walls in front of everyone, preparing to deflect the impending impact.

The twelve beams of light converged high in the sky.

A black-and-white giant sword, a hundred meters long, gradually took shape.

One side of the blade burned with holy radiance, while the other was entwined with the Death Qi of the abyss.

Before the giant sword even fell, the space within a hundred meters around Su Ming had been completely locked down.

Samuel held the bone staff with both hands, crazily pouring eighth-order Law into the Formation.

"Accept judgment!"

The bone staff swung down.

The hundred-meter sword of light slashed down from the sky!

The intense light engulfed the sinkhole.

The dozen surviving Magic Spiders prostrated themselves simultaneously, while the mountain demon and Tiger Fiend covered their heads, pressing themselves tightly against the ground.

The communication terminal in Ye Canglan's hand flickered twice and went completely dark.

Su Ming's clothes finally stirred.

He looked up at the hundred-meter giant sword pressing down, his eyes growing brighter.

A big project was here.

"Now that's more like it."

Su Ming raised his arms, crossing them above his head.

The next second, the sword edge descended!

Rumble!

Space was pressed into layers of creases, and the bottom of the sinkhole collapsed with a roar.

Su Ming braced against the sword edge, being driven into the ground by the giant sword along with the rock layer beneath his feet.

The silver-blue lattice covered his body completely for the first time, spreading from his arms up to his shoulders, chest, and neck.

The light of the lattice illuminated the collapsing ground, with star points flowing rapidly within it.

[Warning! Ultra-high-intensity high-dimensional composite impact detected!]

[Attack composition: Holy Radiance Law, Abyss Erosion, Spatial Slash, Physical Compression!]

[Kinetic Siphon running at full power!]

[mass points + 121,000!]

[mass points + 135,000!]

[Planetary-level exo-colonial star core armor [sinking star] repair rate continues to increase!]

[Current repair rate: ... 28% ... 31% ... 33% ...]

System notifications popped up one after another.

Su Ming felt a long-lost sense of pressure on his arms.

This was also the first time since he had ascended to the third life form!

Kinetic Siphon had already drained 50% of the kinetic impact, but the remaining 35% of destructive energy was still like a ten-thousand-ton hydraulic press, smashing fiercely onto Su Ming's super-dense body weighing 1,355 tons!

The ground layer could not withstand this force and crumbled one after another.

Su Ming continued to sink with the collapsing rock layer, yet his arms crossed above his head were never bent by the pressure.

A harsh sound of metal friction came from beneath the sword edge.

The Holy Radiance Law and Spatial Slash repeatedly ground over the sinking star, leaving only a few white marks on the surface of Su Ming's arms.

When Samuel saw those white marks, a sharp light burst into his eyes.

"He's injured!"

"Continue! Keep pressing until he's crushed!"

The twelve knights exerted their strength simultaneously.

The giant sword sank again.

[Warning! Surface degenerate lattice is under high pressure, nanometer-scale scratches have appeared!]

[Mass Reconstruction Lv3 activated!]

[Repair speed: 300%!]

A silver-blue stream of light swept over his arms.

The few white scratches that had just appeared vanished rapidly, and the skin returned to being smooth.

Samuel's voice trailed off.

He had clearly seen the sword edge leave marks.

Why was there no Silver Blood?

He rubbed his eyes...

Ah!

Why had even the marks disappeared?

Su Ming had no time to pay attention to his confusion.

The mass points were still increasing.

The repair rate of the sinking star was also continuing to rise.

Twelve Peak seventh-order beings working together were indeed more professional at forming a Formation than six people.

"Hey!"

Su Ming, carrying the hundred-meter sword of light, shouted upward:

"Use more strength!"

"Did you not eat?"

Ye Xiao, cowering in the corner, felt his eyelids twitch as he heard this.

This line was too familiar.

He even wanted to shout on behalf of the twelve knights above.

We are already using all our strength!

There really isn't a drop left!

...

The insatiable urging was like twelve bolts of heavenly thunder, smashing fiercely onto the crown of Samuel's head in mid-air.

Samuel almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and the crack on his bone staff extended upward by another inch.

"Burn your Origin!"

"Shatter him!"

The twelve sets of dark gold heavy armor simultaneously ignited with white flames.

Blood began to seep out from the gaps in the armor plates.

The hundred-meter sword of light sank abruptly, and the sword pressure surged again.

Su Ming's shoulders sank, and the System notifications exploded simultaneously.

[mass points + 157,000!]

[sinking star repair rate + 1.51%!]

[sinking star repair rate + 1.81%!]

[Current repair rate: 40.15%!]

[sinking star repair rate exceeded 40%!]

[Basic spatial resistance module unlocked!]

[Resistance to spatial cutting, spatial folding, and spatial locking increased!]

Su Ming's eyes lit up.

It really dropped something good!

The silver-blue lattice on the surface of the sinking star changed rapidly, and a large number of fine patterns appeared on the edges of the lattice.

The spatial slash landed on the lattice and was immediately diverted to both sides of his body.

The sense of pressure that had just appeared suddenly weakened by more than half.

Su Ming looked up at Samuel.

"Old man!"

"I was just starting to feel something, why are you out of strength again?"

Samuel did not answer.

He could clearly perceive that the protective gear on Su Ming... seemed to have become stronger.

The Holy Radiance Execution Array had not damaged that protective gear.

Instead, it had helped it complete a leap!?

The war-killing Formation, driven by the Divine Court knights using Origin blood and high-dimensional Law, was actually repairing the enemy's equipment!?

It was absolutely absurd!

How could such a life form exist on this planet?

Physical defense was unsolvable...

Mental attacks were treated as tonic...

Spatial Formations couldn't trap him...

Even the [Holy Radiance Execution Array], jointly driven by twelve knights, could be met head-on with his bare hands, and he was still complaining that the force wasn't enough!?

Samuel had never imagined that all the power he mastered would lose its meaning in front of the same person.

Divine punishment could not be blocked!?

Judgment could not be defied!?

The things that collectively upheld his faith in the Divine Court were collapsing!

The bone staff cracked with another fissure.

The light on the breastplates of the twelve knights was also rapidly dimming.

If they continued to maintain it, the Execution Array would collapse first.

Samuel raised his head.

The last bit of hesitation in his eyes vanished.

He could no longer afford to preserve his strength, nor could he care about any damn Federation agreement!

Capturing him alive was no longer possible.

Recovering the Silver Blood intact was also impossible.

Samuel stared at Su Ming beneath the sword edge.

Today, no matter what price must be paid, this monster that blasphemed the gods must be erased!

Otherwise, the next time they met, what means would the Divine Court have to judge him?

Samuel bit his lower lip, spraying a mouthful of purple-black blood onto the bone staff.

He slammed the bone staff into the Void Realm in front of him.

His arms spread wide, and his black-red robe billowed without wind!

Ancient and obscure syllables emanated from his mouth.

The instant the sound appeared, the remaining holy radiance in the sinkhole extinguished one after another.

The armor of the twelve Abyss Knights also lost its luster.

"In the name of the Divine Court."

"With the blood of judgment."

"Sacrifice the holy body."

"Sacrifice the Origin..."

A destructive aura that made the heavens and earth change color and caused the entire Black Spider Canyon to tremble violently gathered crazily around the bone staff.

The area above the sinkhole darkened rapidly!

All the light nearby was collapsing into the interior of the bone staff.

The energy spider legs behind Ye Canglan suddenly tensed, and the warning from the [deep sequence] within his body almost tore his consciousness apart.

He looked up and roared:

"Su Ming, interrupt him!"

"This is an eighth-order forbidden spell of the Divine Court!"

Samuel's skin withered rapidly, and black blood constantly dripped from the corners of his mouth.

He stared fixedly at Su Ming, gripping the bone staff with both hands.

His eyes were full of madness!

"In the name of my judgment..."

"Eighth-order Divine Court forbidden spell!"

"[World-Extinguishing Verdict]!"