Xia Xiu's eyes at this moment have begun to become as pure as fresh snow, like the first snowflakes of winter, falling from the sky, white and flawless, no bloodshots, no flaws, these eyes are like a flawless mirror.

When you gaze at it, it's like you're in touch with a god.

"Perfect Prosthetic Eye: Situation Capture——"

"There are quite a few of them, and it seems that the hounds in this area have been brought over."

Xia Xiu used [Perfect Prosthetic Eye] to quickly gain insight into the jumping trajectory of the nearby Tyndaros troops, and these space-time angle hounds are jumping freely between space-time lines through the complexity of spatial geometry and time, transferring from one place to another in the moment of folding space, which is similar to [Möbius Ring].

At this moment, in the silent ocean of ether, the tension between the blonde youth and the group of Tyndallus hounds almost froze the air.

"If we shatter them all into aether shards, we should be able to gather the spiritual share needed by the second legion." Xia Xiumo rubbed his chin and whispered.

When he said this, an unspeakable sense of oppression began to burst out of his body.

The indescribable killing intent surged quietly, like a huge darkness hidden under the tip of an iceberg, making people only feel the chill on their skin, but unable to see its true depth and vastness.

This killing intent is not as direct and obvious as a sharp blade, but as deadly as the silence of a poisonous snake hovering in the shadows, snooping.

It is this danger of the dark tide that makes the sensitive Tyndallus Hound feel an intuitive threat. At that moment, the space seemed to be punctured, and their figures twisted in the air, then catapulted like springs, launching a sudden leaping attack.

"Roar—"

The space echoed with the unique low roar of the hounds, a mixture of fear and passion.

They sensed the terrifying killing intent on the Fourth Sword Bearer of the Heavenly Kingdom and the sea of corpses and blood hidden behind that killing intent, so they launched an attack first.

[Angle Jump——]

The jumps of Tyndalus stirred up the fluctuations of the aether around them, the transparent and cloudy aether resembling an eternally changing oil slick, sometimes showing a flood of colors, sometimes plunging into deep darkness. In this indescribable realm, the hounds of Tyndalus are like schools of fish, their forms fluctuating with the aether, but their goal is clear—the handsome young man with blonde hair and golden eyes.

The nameless form of chaos struck Xia Xiu, and the hounds spread their changing heads, and the noisy and chaotic shrill whistling rushed towards him in a cone.

[Space refutation——]

The space around them distorted, and a massive slash of air slashed towards the blonde youth, and their shadows covered him.

"Capable of killing space slashes and angle jumps for almost 1.5 nights, the hordes of Tyndaros are really dangerous, and the average thaumaturgist can't afford to mess with them." Xia Xiu rubbed his chin unhurriedly to make an assessment, and he didn't seem to be nervous at all about the upcoming attack.

And at this moment, the attack has come, and the mutation is also happening at this moment.

"Hum—"

Just as the shadows of the hounds were about to cover Xia Xiu, a cold and powerful aura rose from behind him.

Then, a huge double slowly emerged, it seemed to be a ghost born from the deep night sky, wearing an inverted triangular skull on its head, its eyes were deep, as if it could swallow all light, but there was a pair of deep and mysterious purple eyes that shimmered in the darkness, and each flickering seemed like the bright stars in the night sky were communicating some secrets.

"Time Sink—"

"Crown Blessing: Time Warp Suspended!"

The deafening sound of thunder and the countdown of the clock began to echo in this still space.

Then, the unthinkable happened.

The world was suddenly locked firmly by an indescribable force, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The higher authority overrides the primary authority, and the hounds of time and space are actually stopped at this moment.

The hounds of Tyndaros, which had been jumping in the Ocean of Aether, were stagnant in the air, like images in frozen oil paintings.

The whole world, as if stripped of color by some force, all the liveliness and liveliness disappears, replaced by monotony and silence. Only the blonde youth and the double behind him remained in a riot of colors, which contrasted with the drab background.

When time suddenly stopped, this turbulent land of chaos became a frozen exhibition hall.

The Tyndalus Hounds were locked in the moment they attacked.

The posture of each hound depicts their emotions and movements at that moment.

In the air, a hound was opening its slightly twisted mouth, as if preparing to bite Xia Xiu, its long, sharp, geometric teeth, glittering with a cold sheen, as if about to tear the air. The other hound, with its legs slightly bent, ready to land on the ground, its claws stretched out with sharp edges, deep into the aether's nothingness like an iron hook.

Several hounds appear in a semi-circular enveloping posture, each with a unique posture, some tumbling, some diving, and some making a spinning motion.

Their vague figures are sharply outlined in the stillness of time, like ancient photographs, freezing the subtle dynamics of each creature.

When [Vashak] stopped time, [Sisyphus] slowly floated out from Xia Xiu's back.

The purple-gold figure is as perfect as David's sculpture, every muscle is carved resolutely and powerfully, and his body lines are smooth and full of a powerful movement.

From the ankles to the neck, every inch of skin feels like it has been tempered, hard and smooth.

At this moment, Sisyphus raised his fist.

"Everything, Vector Authoritarian—"

"Crown Blessing: Vector Manipulation!"

A distorted ripple of space is converging, like a pool of abyssal water, in stark contrast to the freeze-frame space around it, and this fluctuation of energy makes the space seem to become a little distorted, as if it is being attracted by its power.

Immediately afterward, a Möbius ring appeared above. It is a magical structure, like the intersection of time and space, an endless metal ribbon hovering and entwining in the air. The bright color of the metal band, the smooth surface reflects everything in the environment, giving a bottomless feeling.

"Möbius Belt—"

"Space Distortion - Vientiane Traction!"

Buzz Buzz!!

The metal band began to spin faster, and the whole space seemed to tremble.

A powerful suction force was generated, like a black hole, that instantly folded all of Tyndaros' space, bringing them tightly together.

At this moment, the purple-gold double seemed to have accumulated enough strength.

"And one last buff." A bright smile appeared on the handsome face of the blonde youth.

So far, only 1.02 seconds have passed in the dead time.

"The Hand of the Supreme Cover!"

Many things are scary only because they are unknowable and untouchable, and the biggest fear is the fear of the unknown.

And once the eyes and cognition can catch these terrifying things, the hands can touch and erase these terrible things that are so twisted and terrifying.

Then, it will evolve into - the monster is killed, and it will die!

At this moment, within the focused gaze of Sisyphus, every vector of existence is converging, as if he can control the trajectory of all objects, which is an ability beyond physics to regulate the power of the entire universe.

His fists suddenly moved, as if they were just an afterimage.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every punch he throws carries with it the power of a powerful vector.

The air seemed to tear apart, forming countless vector tangents that were like sharp blades, frantically slicing through the Tyndaros hounds that had gathered together.

Every boxing was accompanied by a shocking roar, as if the sky was falling apart.

In this series of moves, the power of the vector is perfectly unleashed, directed towards the gathered Tyndalus hounds.

Qiang Qiang Qiang –

The vector is as sharp as a knife, cutting through the past, and the Tyndalus Hound seems to be a fragile piece of paper, which can be easily cut and shredded.

With a shocking sound, it was as if the universe was trembling.

With each movement of Sisyphus, the space was torn apart by a rift, and these cracks were like cracks after a mirror had shattered, distorting the space around them, as if nothing could resist its power.

Boom –

Under this terrifying attack, the Tindarus Hound was attacked like never before.

This attack is not a simple physical crushing or tearing, but a deep destruction of the bone marrow.

Their hard bodies were cut and crushed by great force until they became geometric structures of various shapes.

Each fragment bears an ancient and mysterious mark, as if some unspeakable curse.

And the aura emanating from the wreckage is the kind of aura that makes people intuitively feel extremely disgusting and mentally devastating. It was deep and intense, like the disgusting smell of the fossils left behind by the fish of the ancient deep sea, mixed with a foul stench, decay, and an indescribably old and malignant smell.

Against this eerie backdrop, a double with an inverted triangular skull reappears.

The figure of [Vashak] is so deep that no entity can be seen at this moment, like a bottomless black hole, and the only bright spot is the pair of purple eyes, shining like twin stars in the dark, emitting a geometric mysterious light.

Hiss ~~~

Vashak's body began to hiss, with a terrifying hissing sound, and what was originally just a dim, ordinary shadow now began to slowly expand and expand.

It spread like a living thing, stretching longer and wider. This sprawl is no longer a simple two-dimensional shadow, but begins to become three-dimensional, like ink, spreading throughout the space.

The shadows began to wriggle slowly, like worms, and they came into contact with the fragments of the geometry.

At that moment, the geometric fragments seemed to be absorbed, slowly swallowed by those shadows. As time passed, the scene became more and more terrifying, and the shadows began to chew on the geometric fragments, each of which was accompanied by a piercing sound, like the sound of countless glass breaking.

The air was filled with that strange aura, mixed with blood and decay.

Those fragments, shadows, all seemed to be part of some indescribable ritual.

[Devouring Progress: 10%··· 25%··· 30%··· 】

【··· 99%··· 100%！ 】

[Gain the Legion Trait: Angle-Crossing Stalker-]

When the chewing sound gradually subsided, the authority of [Guigongzi] in Xia Xiu's body began to come to the corresponding, and he was just like the last time he devoured the "Book of Deep Sea Sacrifices", and directly sorted out and uploaded the characteristics of the primitive legion like Mountain to the pedigree, and asked Eden to help him code the order program and fix the code of Mountain.

[Pedigree Request Instruction: Eden Connection-]

[Connecting——]

[Connected! ] 】

【······ 】

Just like last time, Father Eden quickly shared the repaired kernel with Xia Xiu, and he directly let his [Triple Crown] directly copy and paste without brains, and soon, the second legion has been constructed.

He projected his spirituality and began to perceive the characteristics of the Second Legion.

- [Tyndallus Legion] -

This mysterious legion is made up of hounds from Tyndaros and is focused on tracking down and capturing entities that seek to exploit, explore, or interfere with time and space. In the weaving of time, they shuttle like ghosts, silently watching every corner, they are the sentinels of the universe, but also the harsh executors.

[Basic Features]:

Number of clans: 666.

Legion Base: An alternate dimension or rift between planes and planes in Tyndaros.

Clan Abilities:

Time Travel: By mastering the complexity of geometry and time, the Hound is able to jump freely between timelines.

Space Folding: Ability to instantly move from one place to another by folding a space.

Extra-sentience: The ability to perceive spatiotemporal disturbances of other entities, even the slightest changes.

Prediction: Have a certain ability to predict possible fluctuations and variations in time and space.

Relentless Pursuit: Relentlessly track and strike your target until it is eliminated.

Apathy: Remains largely apathetic to non-target entities, unless they threaten their mission.

Shapeshifting ability: Ability to change one's physical form and properties as needed.

Space Strangulation: Their breath is capable of distorting spatial structures.

Ambiguous existence: its physical form is often unstable and difficult to understand.

[High Danger Trait: Twister: The Tyndaros Hounds can act as an irresistible enemy and an unknowable observer.] Their presence is often a harbinger of impending catastrophe or the culprit of space-time distortions, and their presence will continue to pollute the stability of space-time around them. 】

[High Danger Trait: Gaze of the Two Gods: Tyndaros is the creation of two starry horrors, and they are always watching their creations!] 】

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When Xia Xiu saw the familiar high-risk characteristics, especially the last column, he couldn't help but say.

"Oh."

Then, the three auras behind Xia Xiu suddenly burst into light, and the "Book of Order" that kept turning pages instantly appeared on his head, and [Metatron] also appeared from behind him, and then quickly overlapped with him.

His eyes and hair instantly turned pure white, his body was covered in holy white robes, and thirty-six pairs of light wings spread out from behind him.

[Apostle Mode——]

Phew-

One after another, the Möbius rings began to appear, and the pure white angels spread their wings of light and quickly scurried through the aetheric ocean.

As the fourth sword-wielder in the kingdom of heaven, he chose to start running away directly with the [Apostle Mode].

"Roar—"

At this time, the space where Xia Xiu was originally located suddenly collapsed, and in the distant interstellar darkness, there was a crack that could hardly be torn out by any existence, and through the crack, the terrifying creature could be seen.

His body seemed to stretch to infinity, a giant worm-like being, his skin shimmering with an eerie dark purple hue, covered in strange symbols, which twisted and deformed from time to time, as if some kind of otherworldly geometry could lead one to the edge of madness at a glance.

The heads at both ends were identical, and the hollow eyes seemed to swallow all the starlight, they were the embodiment of the lightless depths of the universe, and it was inconceivable that any creature could look directly into those eyes without losing its mind.

Their mouths are like an eternal black hole, in which planets, civilizations, and even other gods have been swallowed up in one bite and disappeared forever in the long river of history.

Its body is constantly sliding with tentacle-like appendages, they wriggle independently, each tentacle seems to be an independent life, their surface is covered with countless small eyes, which occasionally shimmer with an eerie light, as if looking for the next prey.

However, the most frightening thing is not its terrifying appearance, but the sense of oppression it exudes, the feeling as if the sky is crushed and time has to stop.

Every time it squirms, it seems to be the heartbeat of the universe, chaos and order are intertwined in it, it is an absolute paradox, an inexplicable existence in the universe.

[The Fourth Sword Bearer of Heaven uploads a strike request——]

[The Fourth Sword Bearer of Heaven Uploads a Repair Request——]

[Strike request passed!] 】

[Fix request passed!] 】

[Space-based Cannon Group: Turin Module Loading——]

[Wall of Sighs: Repair Loading-]

A certain crumb angel who ran away from afar not only beat the other party's son, but also uploaded a small report that had been prepared a long time ago to the pedigree.

Not only did he call the space-based cannon to bombard Him, but he also called [Wall of Sighs] to scare Him.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Countless spatial ripples suddenly appeared in the starry sky, and then a huge aetheric impact rushed towards him, a dense attack hit him, and at the same time, a huge aetheric great wall quickly blocked the crack.

"Roar—"

At this moment, the ancient horror could only let out an impotent roar.

Then, under the terrifying attraction of [Crystal Heaven] and the hard thrust of [Wall of Sighs], He was directly slammed back into the depths of the starry sky.