Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

In the land of Canaan, the Fertile Crescent, the situation has become increasingly chaotic and disordered due to the return of the God of Night.

The Cult of Night, which had been suppressed for thousands of years, raised the banner of holy war and launched rounds of offensives against the Edifor Theocracy. At the same time, among the seven phases, the sun god Ra, who had lost half of his 'pride' origin, was still arrogant and began to fight with the Blood God in an attempt to take back the half of the origin that was taken away by the Blood God.

For a time, the entire area was drawn into the war, with smoke rising everywhere.

The Theocracy of Edifer, the Royal Court of Holy Bones.

The scarlet sky enveloped the Gothic spire palace, and dark golden lines flowed on the obsidian floor - that was the "Hymn to the Holy Descendants" drawn with the innocent blood of thousands of pure girls.

On the throne, Tianci was wearing a black royal robe inlaid with thirteen blood diamonds, and his pale and slender fingers gently stroked the hideous demon relief on the armrest of the throne.

His eyes were like solidified blood crystals, reflecting his eldest son, Yair, who was kneeling on the steps.

"Father, the Golden Council has reached an agreement with the two Dongji people."

Yair raised his head, his long silver hair flowing like moonlight, "But they asked for full payment first..."

"Three hundred billion Western dollars?"

Tianci chuckled, and the sound was like a requiem played by a cello: "What a greedy bug."

A crack suddenly appeared in the dome of the royal court, and the light of the blood moon poured down, illuminating the sharp fangs at the corners of Tianci's lips.

Yair unfolded a roll of parchment, on which appeared the three-dimensional images of Tie Hengjiang and Yao Puti: "Shengang Dao is now facing internal and external troubles, which makes it the best chess piece. But I don't understand..."

His scarlet pupils shrank slightly. "Why do you want to avenge Avner? That idiot initiated the blood feast ceremony without authorization. He deserves to die."

"revenge?"

Tianci suddenly laughed, and the candles on both sides of the throne all turned blue: "My dear eldest son, when have you ever seen the Holy Blood Clan waste chips for the dead?"

He stood up, and when the hem of his royal robe swept across the ground, the blood-gold lines began to wriggle like living things.

"What I want is the thing that is three thousand meters underground in the Yanmen headquarters of the Excalibur Group. After Ye Qingzhou's death, only his lover knew how to open it."

Yair's pupils shrank suddenly: "You mean... the remains of the insect mother?"

Tianci raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, where an inverted cross appeared: "My Lord sent down an oracle last night..."

The entire royal court suddenly shook violently, and thirteen ancient coffins hanging on the dome opened at the same time. The phantom images of the thirteen ancestors who were sleeping inside all opened their eyes!
"When the pale moon swallows the sun"

"When a city of steel grows flesh and blood"

"The Thirteen Holy Coffins Will Awaken the Origin"

"Everything ends in a bloody feast"

Yair trembled all over. This was a language more ancient than that of the vampire ancestor!

"do you understand?"

Tianci's nails suddenly grew longer and gently scratched the eldest son's neck: "The Golden Council, the remnants of Shengang Dao... are just appetizers before the blood feast."

He leaned over and whispered in Yair's ear: "As for the 300 billion? When the trumpet of doom blows..."

"We will take their souls as payment."

A moment later, a man in a suit and a golden mask appeared in the hall—he was the special envoy from the Golden Council.

Tianci flicked his finger and threw out a crystal test tube with three drops of silver liquid floating in it: "The moon marrow specially made by the Assassins is enough for you to open the door under the Arctic Circle."

When the golden messenger retreated, Yair suddenly frowned: "Father, do you really want to help them awaken the destructive beast Leviathan? That is..."

“Shh…”

Tianci put his fingertips on his son's lips, his eyes were full of blood, "Let the Golden Council fight with the Dongji Kingdom's martial arts world. We just need to..."

Then Tianci took a deep breath with an intoxicated expression: "Wait patiently, then even the stench of money in Xiyuan will not be able to cover the fragrance of the soul..."

At the same time, in the shadows of the royal court, a golden coffin with forbidden spells engraved on its surface slowly opened, and the figure lying in the golden coffin slowly emerged - it was the seventh of the Thirteen Holy Kings of Divine Blood, the Throat of Curses, Salmas.

"Your Majesty the Seventh Holy King, the Pale Moon Ritual Materials you promised..."

The awakened Seventh Holy King did not answer Tianci's question, because his lips had long been sewn with golden silk thread, but the ancient oath still echoed in the palace: "When the end of the world comes, the golden coffin will be opened, and the Thirteen Holy Kings will drink the last drop of blood in the world."

In the ancient Pale Age, when the earth was desolate, thirteen original people witnessed the Blood God descending from the Star Abyss under the witness of the Blood Moon.

They drank the blood of God, gained eternal life, and established the original Edif Theocracy.

However, the Blood God predicted that true eternity would come after the end of the world.

Therefore, the Thirteen Holy Kings used gold as coffins and the blood of all spirits as a curse, sealing themselves in the deepest part of the theocracy, waiting for the day when the trumpet of doom would sound.

Thirteen golden coffins emitted a faint light in the dark underground palace, and the coffin of the seventh holy king Salmas suddenly vibrated violently.

The silence rune on the coffin lid broke into pieces, and a soul-tearing sound exploded directly in Tianci's mind:

"What year is it in this world?"

The sound waves were like thousands of steel needles piercing the brain. Tianci immediately knelt on one knee, and three blood diamonds on the crown burst.

He suppressed the trembling of his soul and responded with the most respectful ancient vampire etiquette: "Supreme Seventh Holy King, this is... the year 4025 of the Holy Calendar."

Viscous black blood oozed out of the cracks in the coffin, and the blood coagulated into twisted words in the air: [Has the trumpet of doom ever sounded throughout the world?]
Tianci's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "Saint King, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse... have fallen in the land of Izumo. On that day, the War Emperor Chiyou killed famine, the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan killed war, and finally the gods joined forces to make death fall..."

The entire underground palace suddenly shook violently, and the thirteen hanging coffins exploded with powerful momentum at the same time. Even though Tianci was already the strongest among the Golden Martial Saints, he couldn't help but tremble at this moment, and his soul shook.

Salmas' voice carried a creepy rhythm: "A mere human race... are you worthy of killing gods?"

Silver blood began to ooze out of Tianci's seven orifices, but he still insisted on reporting: "But my Lord has issued a new decree, the end of the world will eventually..."

"Then why wake me up early?"

The coffin opened with a bang, and a pale arm wrapped in cursed chains stretched out.

Just this one action made all living creatures within a hundred miles instantly lose their voices - birds fell from the sky, animals stood still, and even the wind froze in the air.

Tianci's vocal cords tore and reassembled themselves, and he was forced to speak with his soul: "The Church is in danger! The East Sword Group has mastered the power of the Worm Mother and has begun to step into the long river of time... The Night God has resurrected in the fertile land of the Crescent Moon and is starting a new holy war... Your descendants... need the power of their ancestors..."

The chains suddenly straightened, and Salmas' upper body slowly rose.

His lips were stitched shut with blood, but every syllable resounded directly in the heart of all things: "Take me to see... this era."

As he completely broke free from the coffin, Tianci was horrified to find that countless struggling shadows appeared behind the Holy King. They were the souls of the dead who had been forever silenced because of his curse throughout the ages.

…………

On the other side of the world, there are also people who are preparing to climb out of their coffins and return to the world of mortals.

However, the unusual movement at Ye Qingzhou's grave was not noticed by Xu Yuebing for the time being because she was busy in a meeting.

A huge holographic projection was suspended above the conference table, showing an extremely sophisticated mechanical core - the Tiangang Engine. Xu Yuebing stood in front of the projection, wearing a dark blue business suit, with her long hair neatly tied behind her head, and her eyes calmly swept over the military representatives and technical team present.

"Everyone, the first generation test of the Tiangang engine has been completed, and all performance indicators have met the standards."

Her voice was clear and steady. "Next, Dr. Yuan will give you a detailed introduction."

Yuan Maochun, the chief scientist of the military research and development department of the Excalibur Group and the youngest tenured professor at the Imperial Capital University, stood up gracefully, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Xu, for the introduction."

He tapped his fingers, and the holographic projection switched to a diagram of the engine's internal structure, with a fiery golden light flickering at the core.

"The core technology of the Tiangang Engine is derived from the 'Heaven and Earth Furnace' theory left by Mr. Ye Qingzhou."

There was a hint of reverence in his tone, but a barely perceptible gloom flashed across his eyes: "We used sharp gold as its bones and divine gold as its veins to create this device that can absorb cosmic rays and convert them into pure energy."

He paused, glanced at the military representatives, and spoke in a heavier tone:

"This means that Dongji Nation's Yuanling Battle Armor will no longer be limited by traditional energy sources, and its endurance will be increased by at least 300%, with its output power doubled."

The military representatives exchanged glances, and one of the major generals said in a deep voice: "What are the actual combat test data?"

Yuan Maochun smiled confidently: "We have completed three high-intensity simulated battles at the Kunlun base. The engine is running stably and the energy conversion efficiency has reached 98.7%, far exceeding similar technologies of the Western Alliance."

There were low murmurs of admiration in the conference room.

Xu Yuebing nodded slightly, his eyes calm, "Thank you for the report, Dr. Yuan. The military acceptance team will officially receive the first batch of test models in three days, and the Excalibur Group will fully cooperate."

After the meeting, everyone left one after another.

Yuan Maochun was sorting out documents, but his eyes were always following Xu Yuebing's back.

He walked up quickly and said in a gentle tone, "Mr. Xu, are you free tonight? Yanmen has just opened a Michelin three-star restaurant. Perhaps we can talk about the future research and development direction while eating."

Xu Yuebing didn't even turn around, and said coldly: "No need, I have something else to do."

Yuan Maochun's smile froze, but he still did not give up: "The success of the Tiangang Engine is inseparable from your guidance. I just want to..."

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a petite figure jumped in.

You'an spun her golden vertical pupils around, and rushed directly to Xu Yuebing, pulling her sleeve, and whispered in a voice that everyone could hear: "Sister Xu! The master is resurrecting!"

The conference room fell silent for an instant.

Xu Yuebing's pupils shrank, and she turned her head to look at Youan: "What did you say?"

You'an blinked and said with a grin, "He was just kicking the coffin lid non-stop in Mount Jiuyi!"

Xu Yuebing's fingers trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. She looked at Yuan Maochun and the military representative and said briefly, "Sorry, I have something urgent to do. Vice President Lin will be in charge of the follow-up matters."

After saying that, she left quickly, and Youan followed behind her, jumping and skipping. Before leaving, she turned back and made a face at Yuan Maochun.

The moment the conference room door closed, Yuan Maochun's face turned completely gloomy.

He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, and his eyes behind his glasses were as cold as a knife.

"Ye Qingzhou...it's Ye Qingzhou again!"

He whispered to himself, his voice filled with suppressed, crazy jealousy.

Two years ago, he joined the Excalibur Group, thinking that with his talent and status, he would sooner or later be able to replace the dead man's position in Xu Yuebing's heart.

But two years have passed, and Xu Yuebing still has no eyes for him.

And now...that man is actually crawling back from hell?

"Ha~~"

Yuan Maochun suddenly laughed, and his smile was sinister.

He took out his cell phone and dialed an encrypted number.

"Hey, it's me."

He said in a low voice: "The plan is advanced. I want all the core data of the Shengsheng Creation Pill and the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a hoarse voice came: "Are you sure? It's very risky to act now."

Yuan Maochun pushed his glasses, and the lenses reflected a cold light.

"Risk? No, it's an opportunity."

He looked out the window and saw the logo of Excalibur Group gleaming brightly in the sun.

"Since Ye Qingzhou is 'alive', let him... die again."

At the top of Mount Jiuyi, dusk fell.

Xu Yuebing, Yingyue, Chen Ze and Qi Mo, who had hurried over, stood in front of Ye Qingzhou's grave.

The soil stirred slightly, as if something was awakening underneath, but was suppressed by some invisible force.

Yingyue's eyes glowed green, and her mind penetrated into the ground like a tide, carefully examining Ye Qingzhou's body. She frowned and whispered, "The master's body is indeed recovering, but..."

She withdrew her mind and her face became solemn.

"The law of death has completely locked away his vitality. Although his body has not decayed, he cannot truly 'come back to life'."

"and--"

She gathered a ray of green light on her fingertips and pointed it at the tombstone. Suddenly, a chill spread out, "The power of Taiyin has eroded his body, causing an imbalance between yin and yang, and an overabundance of yin energy."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuebing clenched her fingers slightly, her nails almost digging into her palms.

"Qi Mo, do you have a solution?"

She turned to look at Qi Mo with hope in her eyes.

Qi Mo was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly:
"It can be solved."

After saying this, Qi Mo took out an ancient recipe from his bosom and said in a deep voice: "The most yang thing can break the most yin; the intersection of life and death can reverse the deadlock."

"I need to refine a 'Nine Transformations to Rejuvenation Pill'. This pill can temporarily balance yin and yang, allowing Ye Wusheng's body to temporarily break free from the constraints of the Dao of Death and the Dao of Taiyin."

Xu Yuebing looked excited, and immediately asked eagerly: "What materials do you need? No matter how precious, the Excalibur Group will fully cooperate!"

Qi Mo nodded, glanced at everyone, and slowly listed the rare items needed to refine the Huanyang Pill.

The list is very long, and all of them are rare treasures above the level of earth treasures. Even a master-level martial artist would never be able to collect them all in his lifetime. (End of this chapter)