Black silk threads spew wildly from between Taylor’s mouth and nose.
Legendary Peak Wizard Roland’s voice rings in Tutor Mafaga’s ears.
"Mafaga, keep an eye on Taylor. Soone has breached the outer defense layer of the research institute. The targets are two individuals, suspected to be Dark Wizards. Do not open the research room for the ’Ancestor’ project."
"Understood, my Lord."
The voice disappears, but what he does not notice is a blood-red severed hand taking advantage of the door that is not yet fully closed, transforming into a shadow and slipping inside.
Taylor, who is with his back to it, does notice, but just as he opens his mouth, he is abruptly rendered unconscious by the vigorous extraction thod of the detection box.
How unlucky.
Blood Thumb Quintuplets curse under their breath. Their shadow thread witchcraft is integrated with a type of parasitic worm that can respond to the parent body they have in hand.
Since they’ve been detected, they naturally assu there’s a problem with their thods.
Little do they know, it is just that the detection box has not yet triggered a red alert affecting the entire research institute.
It was Taylor’s anomaly that triggered the self-check module.
The Dark Twins, who had just sneaked into the outer defense layer of the research institute and were contemplating their next move, are dumbfounded.
"Wtf?"
The well-known Dark Twins of the Red Empire exchange a glance, both utterly confused – they are sure they didn’t touch any alarm points.
What the hell! This is a total disaster.
"Retreat, notify Lord Alpha that the heist has failed."
"Let’s go."
"Go? Can you really escape?"
Wizard Roland, clad in a purple robe adorned with gold trim, suddenly appears in their view.
Eagle-like sharp golden pupils full of scrutiny, while at the sa ti raising a palm, intense magic power fluctuations spread, and witchcraft stirs restlessly.
"The flux of dark power, but not that of a wizard... Who are you?"
Outside.
Just as Alpha was beginning to hold out a glimr of hope, he sees the alarm sounding from the Ancestor Research Institute.
—— Boom!
"Trash!"
A crystal goblet is smashed onto the deck; Alpha doesn’t understand why, ever since the formation of the Alliance, he has been so unlucky.
Starting with Martin Saint Laurent, and now...
"Trash! Complete trash! What ’Dark Twins’ working for the Evil God, re beasts, I shouldn’t have had any expectations!"
"Deputy Officer, Deputy Officer! Ready all cannons, prepare the Star Annihilation Roar Cannon."
"Yes! Captain!"
The so-called Star Annihilation Roar Cannon represents the pinnacle of fusion between the Wizard System and the technology system, capable of unleashing destructive force on par with Legendary Peak - as its na suggests, truly capable of annihilating stars!
However, only a Level Four starship energy system has the right to be ard with such a powerful weapon. The reason for the thorough destruction of the Desolate Star Forbidden Magic Tower last ti was due to this weapon.
Alpha’s fleet obviously doesn’t have such impressive starships, instead loaded with just enough backup energy reserves.
After an estimated few uses, lacking energy would relegate it to junk status.
"Captain, we are ready."
"30-second countdown!"
...
Ancestor Project research room.
A severed hand rapidly turns into copious amounts of black-red blood, condensing into five short figures.
After the Blood Thumb Quintuplets revert to their original form, they all inhale sharply, despite being Gold dal Assassins, it’s rare for them to witness such an inhumane scene.
Inside the laboratory.
Filled with huge transparent cans, containers brimming with a green solution, within are various grotesquely-shaped Biological Weapons.
It is evident that the basis of the experints were human, augnted through modification.
One has six red eyes on the chest, back covered with densely packed tentacles like braids, the tips of the tentacles sharp like cones, legs transford into beast hooves, hands shaped like saw-toothed blades, with code, sequence, and partial information written beside.
It resembles a bidding room.
[AT—1 Ancestor Hunter: Growth cycle 15~20 years, can pose a moderate threat to Lower Grade Legendary Wizards, excels in close combat, equipped with Advanced Slaughter Instinct.
Crimson Elent Adaptability: Low (50%)]
[AT—2 Ancestor Phantom: Growth cycle 50~100 years, can pose a fatal threat to Lower Grade Legendary beings, a fast doppelganger, equipped with the ability to exploit weaknesses.
Crimson Elent Adaptability: Low (59%)]
...
[AT—89 Ancestor Blood Demon: Growth cycle 500~1000 years, can pose a fatal threat to Upper Grade Legendary beings, cannot be killed by conventional ans, a versatile Crimson Biological Weapon.
Crimson Elent Adaptability: High (91%)]
Blood Pinky has trouble swallowing, voice trembling.
"Boss... boss... these are all monsters!"
Blood Thumb, with a solemn expression, points to a can and says.
"I recognize the brand on his chest, that is Lansite’s exclusive mark, he was once a highly talented wizard, but now he’s been turned into a monster."
"So this is the so-called ’Crimson Biological Weapon’..."
Blood Middle Finger hurries to speak.
"Boss, look at that can in the center, inside it’s a mass of wriggling flesh and eyes, codenad... TA—0 Ancestor..."
—— Gurgle~
"This must be the Source Blood modified by wizards, each drop of Source Blood represents a Bloodline Ancestor."
"What do you an?"
"We’ve co all this way, we must take it."
Outside.
Trapped and with no way out, the Dark Twins engage in a desperate fight against Roland.
This also distracts the attention of the six Legendary Peak Wizards of the Ancestor Research Institute, all observing the battle at the entrance, and they overlook the situation in the Starry Sky.
Buzzing~
At that mont, sixteen blue energy beams shoot down from the heavens, fiercely piercing into the planet, unstoppable, reaching the vicinity of Earth’s core almost instantly.
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