Before the Battle of Nine-Three Counterattack, during the early stages of the First Decade of Religious Wars, the priests of the Roman Pantheon stormed the underground sanctuary of Kinti Suo and wreaked havoc. The Tablets of the Ten Commandments, secretly preserved by the Holy See, were smashed by the frenzied Roman priests. The pulverized remnants of the tablets were sealed away and absorbed by the Philiet Gudrian Security Division in the lowest level of the sanctuary. Philiet Gudrian shattered the joint seal, launched a surprise invasion of the Great High Priest of the Pantheon, and drained the Great High Priest of all his vital essence, instantly turning the tide of the war.

Following this, Philiet Gudrian, amidst countless shards of glass, swore fealty to God and threw himself into the embrace of the Vatican Holy See, ascending to become a high-ranking cleric within the Vatican. Within the Holy See, this individual selected young people with immense potential for initial embrace, developing them into his own descendants. His descendants, like him, acquired a peculiar power blending unique Blood Essence Force and Holy Power. Thus, the Order of the Sacred Blood Knights was formed. After the War of Nine-Three, the Order of the Sacred Blood Knights had replaced the Inquisition, becoming the Holy See's bloodiest and most terrifying sharpest blade.

Fortunately, it was not Philiet himself who arrived, but merely one of his hundred descendants: Bart!

Gu Xiechen stared intently at Bart, who was rushing in like a whirlwind. The speed of the Silver-Horned Unicorn was frighteningly fast; it covered nearly two thousand meters in less than ten seconds, launching its surprise attack directly before Gu Xiechen. Flames burned along the Silver Cross Spear, and a look of fanaticism flashed in Bart's eyes. His face was contorted, as if he could already vividly see the glorious scene of impaling Gu Xiechen with a single thrust.

"Heavens, what a monster!" Gu Xiechen sighed lightly. He tilted his body to one side, and the fierce wind whipped up by the Cross Spear caused his body to drift back gracefully. A flash of purple light streaked past in front of Gu Xiechen, and the powerfully built Xin Jia leaped out from within the purple light, summoning all his strength to meet the whistling charge of the Silver-Horned Unicorn with a punch.

Great masses of yellow earth-qi surged in from all directions, continuously pouring into Xin Jia's body. Xin Jia's arm bulged with knotted veins; he had poured his entire strength into this single punch. Amidst a deep roar, Xin Jia's right arm expanded rapidly, the muscles twitching violently. The collision and friction between muscle and muscle produced a sound like rolling thunder.

With a colossal bang, Xin Jia's fist collided brutally with the head of the Silver-Horned Unicorn.

The rampant momentum of the galloping Silver-Horned Unicorn suddenly stalled. It cried out in agony, arching its neck backward, its front legs rearing up violently in the air, kicking and stamping wildly. It was clear that its neck had been snapped by the immense impact; it was bent backward at a perfect one-hundred-and-eighty-degree angle, its long equine face pressed tightly against its own belly. Bart, holding the long spear while mounted on the creature, shrieked and was flung loose.

In his hasty departure, Bart viciously stabbed the Cross Spear into the ground; the weapon sank more than two meters deep. Bart gripped the spear shaft tightly, desperate to stabilize his body, which was flying forward. He saw Gu Xiechen waiting for him dozens of meters ahead with an easy smile. He knew intimately that if he were flung forward like this, what awaited him would surely be Gu Xiechen's relentless, stormy onslaught.

The spear shaft, thick as a small bowl, described a perfect semicircle. Bart held on desperately without any slackening. The blood-red light in his eyes intensified, and the silver and red flames erupting from his body grew even more savage.

If he could just gain a moment to catch his breath, he could regain his footing and launch his most powerful charge against Gu Xiechen! Bart cursed Xin Jia madly in his mind. How could this hulking brute possess such monstrous strength? He had killed the charging Silver-Horned Unicorn with a single punch? How heavy were his fists?

Xin Jia staggered backward rapidly. His right fist was a bloody mess of torn flesh and blood. The muscles from his fist to his elbow had burst open, muscle fibers fluttering in the wind. Large streams of pale-golden blood jetted out like small creeks. His bones, white as jade, were covered everywhere in fine, fractured lines. These crack patterns extended from his right fist all the way to his shoulder, and even his right ribs and half of his spine were riddled with such fissures.

"Damn it, this fiend's power is too great! If my strength had recovered, a mere light palm strike would obliterate such a petty demon. This is maddening, infuriating!" Xin Jia's face, the color of red jade, was deathly pale. This was the first time Xin Jia had been injured since Gu Xiechen summoned him—and such a severe injury at that.

Staggering backward with each step, leaving deep footprints in the earth, Xin Jia retreated right to the side of Bart, who was desperately clinging to the spear shaft. Xin Jia's face darkened. He twisted his body, and the forceful kinetic energy of the Silver-Horned Unicorn's impact against him was channeled entirely, through some marvelous method of force manipulation, into his uninjured left arm. Xin Jia's left arm rapidly expanded, soon swelling to be a fist-width thicker than his right arm had been. Amidst dense cracking sounds, even Xin Jia's powerful frame could not withstand the immense force. Large patches of skin ruptured, and streams of pale-golden blood continuously sprayed out.

"Heh... Hah!" Xin Jia exhaled sharply, and the punch, which contained the combined impact force of the Silver-Horned Unicorn and all his remaining strength, slammed savagely into Bart's lower abdomen.

The uppercut struck solidly, driving every fraction of force without dispersion deep into Bart's body.

The silver armor on Bart's abdomen burst forth with dazzling silver light. Dozens of divine spell formations activated automatically, forming a Holy Light Shield nearly a foot thick around Bart's body. The Holy Light Shield stubbornly blocked Xin Jia's fist, and the point of contact between the fist and the shield erupted in a shower of silver light rain. Bart, tightly gripping the spear shaft, glared at Xin Jia in fury, his contorted face twitching. He roared madly, "Sinner! How dare you assault the most loyal servant of the Heavenly Lord?" "Go to hell!" Xin Jia delivered his reply one word at a time. It had to be admitted that after mixing with people like Miao Hua for so long, Xin Jia had finally degenerated.

Vast amounts of earth-yellow earth-qi continued to pour into Xin Jia's body. Intense yellow-earth lightning flashed on his fist, and a Divine Thunder of Wutu condensed upon his hand. In less than a thousandth of a breath, the Divine Thunder of Wutu violently erupted from Xin Jia's fist. The lightning destroyed the Holy Light Shield, and Xin Jia's fist made intimate contact with Bart's body.

The inch-thick silver armor on Bart's abdomen shattered with a booming crack. The massive fist penetrated the armor and slammed into Bart's stomach. Bart opened his mouth wide and emitted a silent scream.

"Bang!" Bart's body left a series of tight air bursts in the air, followed by three distinct white shockwaves that exploded outward. Bart shot vertically toward the sky at supersonic speed. A bloody mess of flesh was smeared onto the shaft of the Silver Cross Spear. Xin Jia's heavy punch sent Bart rocketing skyward. Bart's hands, clutching the spear shaft tightly, scraped furiously against it. The gauntlets on his palms were ground to shreds, and all the flesh on both of his hands was left clinging to the metal shaft.

Gu Xiechen leaped nearly a hundred meters high, timing his ascent perfectly to meet Bart, who was flying skyward at supersonic speed.

At this moment, Bart was a complete, defenseless target. Xin Jia's terrifying punch had destroyed his armor, shattered his Dantian, broken his pelvis and spine; his body had completely lost self-control. Bart's mouth was open, spewing forth great streams of blood and saliva. Blood also sprayed from his crimson eyes. The immense internal pressure caused by the punch had almost blasted his eyeballs from their sockets.

Gu Xiechen took a deep breath, and the energy vortices in dozens of major acupoints on his arms spun rapidly, sending pure, innate inner qi surging out. Powerful protective qi circulated along his meridians, passed through a small circuit composed of several acupoints, and transformed into the bone-chilling, indestructible Snow Soul Divine Guard. Bone-white chill emanated from his claws, making Gu Xiechen's hands appear hazy, almost transparent.

With a flick of his wrist, he delivered over three hundred claws strikes downward. Bart’s body bounced violently like kernels in a popcorn maker. Every bone, every major acupoint, every meridian was pulverized. His viscera and internal organs were riddled with countless tiny holes by the sharp, biting cold of the claw strikes, resembling a honeycomb. In the span of a blink, Bart’s body was reduced to a tattered sack of rotten flesh, as if run over hundreds of times by a steamroller. The air was filled with flying silver armor fragments. Bart fell heavily towards the ground amidst the descending shards.

With a loud "Splack," Bart slammed onto a protruding piece of volcanic rock. His lower body collided precisely with the rock's sharpest point. With a tiny, brittle explosion, the last intact set of organs in Bart's body shattered into seven or eight pieces, breaking into over a dozen sections.

The hundred subordinates Bart had brought with him had only rushed less than five hundred meters by this point. Bart himself was already utterly defeated, grievously wounded, and on the verge of death.

Gu Xiechen descended heavily from the air. He looked at the charging knights of the Sacred Blood Order, then roughly grabbed Bart by the neck and lifted him up.

"Bart has been defeated by me. You must immediately lay down your weapons..."

Gu Xiechen suddenly stopped speaking. He whipped his head toward the sea to the north.

A sense of immense crisis emanated from the ocean surface. Just two kilometers north of the Silver Submarine Bart and the others had used, a small submarine, less than ten meters long and shaped like a cuttlefish, surfaced silently. The entirely black submarine reflected no light whatsoever; it floated quietly on the water, like a ghost escaped from the depths of hell. The hatch on its dull black upper deck shifted open silently, revealing a dark launch port. Identical to the high-speed missile just launched by the Silver Submarine, accompanied by a muffled ejection sound, a missile shot straight into the sky. At an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, it executed a sharp turn and hurtled towards Triangular Hell Island. Its rocket engine operated at full power, accelerating it to over three times the speed of sound in a very short time.

The missile flew straight toward Triangular Hell Island. When it was less than two hundred meters from the ground, twelve smaller warheads suddenly ejected from its massive warhead. Xin Jia strode rapidly to Gu Xiechen's side, grabbed Gu Xiechen's hand, and dove into the ground.

The twelve warheads covered the entirety of Triangular Hell Island in a blanket attack. They landed almost simultaneously, erupting in a blinding, intense flash of light.

Twelve mushroom clouds soared into the sky, merging in moments into a single, massive column of black-red cloud that shot straight into the high atmosphere.

Firelight engulfed Triangular Hell Island; it had truly become hell.

The Divine Federation surveillance satellites densely orbiting in space immediately detected the anomaly on Triangular Hell Island, and alarm signals instantly transmitted to the major military regions of the Earth Federation.

The three fleets directly under the Pan-Pacific Military Region immediately took off, racing toward the sea area surrounding Easter Island.

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