Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 397 Bloodline Competition (The monthly ticket voting event for gold is in progress, please vote if you have any)

"What annihilation beam cannon, eliminating future troubles forever?"

"They're nothing but a bunch of lackeys, and now they finally think it's time for them to betray their master!"

At Jinshui Manor, the appearance of the eccentric doctor and the activation of the annihilation beam cannon evoked a strong sense of powerlessness, leaving one feeling helpless and as if they had become a bystander to fate.

Apart from the old marquis of Lin Yuan City, who was also panicked, confused, angry, and unwilling when he encountered the sudden incident, everything changed after Xu Ji entered the dark room.

As if it were the most agonizing decision in his heart and the most important key to completion, he stopped wasting his emotions and immediately focused all his energy on dealing with the task at hand. First, he immediately chanted a spell in a low voice, and then raised his finger.

His fingertips seemed to pierce directly into the night, writing rapidly.

He knew the annihilation beam's function; once activated, it would kill anyone connected to Dr. Oddity, including those in this area who had witnessed Dr. Oddity's existence.

He knew he had no chance of surviving the beam of light, but as the most powerful old marquis of the Golden Clan, he might not have reached the top level in terms of life realm and mystical knowledge due to a lack of talent.

But his knowledge and skills are clearly sufficient.

He couldn't guarantee his own survival, but he had a way to leave a final message for the other members of the Golden Race after he was killed by the annihilation beam:

"Those who presumptuously stole my golden authority are the guardians of the world. The Lin Yuan clan was wiped out, and all the resources, shares, contracts, and weapons left by the Lord are bequeathed to Mr. Xu Ji of Qinggang City. He will be the Grand Duke of the Golden Clan, wielding the Golden Spear!"

Ultimately, Lin Yuan City only housed the most powerful members of the Golden Clan, but there were still many true members of the Golden Clan, and the Guardians could not possibly kill them all.

He predicted that once the Xu family of Lin Yuan City was wiped out, the other Golden Clan members would definitely fall into chaos, with constant internal strife, and would be invaded and controlled by outsiders. Therefore, he wanted to eliminate this potential threat of internal strife as much as possible.

He certainly didn't want to reveal all his inheritance, and he also wanted to leave some for his illegitimate children or close relatives.

But he knew that his last words should not be too many, because the more he said, the less impact they would have and the easier it would be for others to exploit.

Instead, it would be better to simply say, "Give him everything."

After leaving those words unnoticed, he immediately picked up a gun from the ground beside him, checked the bullets, and released the safety.

Nearby, the other candidates from the Golden Clan, especially Xu Qiao, saw this and thought the old man was about to fight the enemy to the death. Their emotions surged, and Xu Qiao, in particular, took two steps forward, his eyes reddening, and said in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, you..."

The old marquis pointed his gun at Xu Qiao, who was stunned before he could even finish a word of comfort.

The old marquis couldn't bear it either, but gritted his teeth and said, "You're not destined for that..."

“If you live, you may pose a threat to the future Grand Duke. Besides, I know you. You have been learning about what it will be like to become the Grand Duke since you were a child. You were raised by me as a natural-born puppet.”

"Since you can be my puppet, you can certainly become the puppet of the Guardians of the World. Therefore, rather than letting you become a threat, I'd rather be ruthless..."

"...I'll take care of you!"

"..."

Xu Qiao felt like his head was about to explode, and he didn't even understand what he was saying: "Why?"

"I...I'm your most beloved grandson, how could you bear to..."

"..."

"Bah!"

The old marquis fired immediately, blowing his head off with a single shot.

The specially designed bullets damaged his brain cells and mental remnants, rendering him unable to even search his memories or reproduce his genes.

The other candidates were terrified when they saw this and retreated, some even instinctively trying to hide behind the patrolling knights.

But after the old marquis killed the grand duke's biggest rival, whom he had personally groomed, with a single shot, he ignored the other rivals. Instead, he gave a bitter laugh, turned the gun around, pointed it at his own chin, and pulled the trigger.

"Bah!"

Half of his head was blown off, and he immediately met the same fate as Xu Qiao.

The sudden scene stunned everyone around, chilled to the bone by the cruelty of his methods.

"Those old guys are really ruthless..."

The captain of the 300th floor next to him also sighed and said softly, "They value family honor and continuation more than anything else."

"But what's the point of all this..."

"..."

In fact, he was the only one in the entire room who had just had a chance to stop the old marquis.

Once he realized he was going to die in this turmoil, he was too tired to do anything more.

There's no escaping it!

"The power of the annihilation beam cannot be avoided, so I can only kill myself and exchange premature death for a little initiative!"

When the old marquis shot himself in the head, he had only one thought in his mind.

And just three seconds after he died in reality, in the dark room of Jinshui Manor, in an independent space that did not belong to reality, a mutant that had been soaking in formaldehyde suddenly opened its eyes.

The intense pain and suffocation made his body tremble violently, but he tried to adapt and control himself, looking out through the glass.

Soon, his gaze locked onto a figure in the corner. It was Xu Ji, who had just sneaked in with the gold pen. Clearly, although this guy had managed to hide, he had no idea what to do after he came in, and was now peering over the wall listening for sounds.

It seems they wanted to listen to what was happening outside in this way.

"I never imagined that the person who would ultimately wield the relic would have nothing to do with me..."

"..."

He spoke with difficulty, his voice echoing through the dark room via a specially designed pipe.

"Holy crap, the specimen is talking..."

Xu Ji was startled and jumped up, leaning against the wall, using the gold pen as a dagger.

As soon as he came in, he saw the freak in the petri dish and was already a little scared. He didn't expect the freak to be able to talk. In particular, he was also anxious, knowing that there was trouble outside, and he had been trying to find out what was going on outside.

"Don't worry, this is just a clone I left behind."

The old marquis, or rather the aberrant one, struggled to explain: "The me outside is already dead. It is only after I have received the news of the death of my physical body in reality that the me here will be activated."

"However, this is not me after all. Once activated, I will only have less than an hour to live."

"I've only come here to tell you some crucial things. This is... a family heirloom..."

Even with time so tight, he paused slightly and then used another word: "...family heirloom!"

"The truth passed down through generations!"

"..."

"The truth? What truth?"

Xu Ji asked, "How is it outside now?"

"Don't interrupt me, child."

The old marquis's voice sounded distorted and strange as it traveled through the special conduit: "Living in this body is very painful for me, so I might as well quickly explain things and give myself a release..."

“Previously, your lineage was exiled to Qinggang, a second-tier city, and you were even prepared to be sacrificed. The crime was that you all possessed the bloodline of the emperor who betrayed the gods.”

Xu Ji was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"?"

The old marquis was also stunned: "Your father...didn't tell you this?"

Xu Ji broke down: "My dad just tells me to study hard, and if I really don't like studying, I should try to be happy..." "..."

The old marquis was already in a bad mood, and now he seemed even worse off. He simply continued, "In any case, I want to tell you that this... this is just an excuse. You have no so-called bloodline of sinners!"

"In fact, that is actually... divine bloodline!"

“All twelve races…all possess this bloodline!”

"Moreover...moreover, the selection of Grand Dukes and wielders of sacred relics by the twelve clans also depends on the degree of hereditary divine bloodline. Your lineage was originally the most outstanding."

“We noticed you in your father’s generation, but because your bloodline met the high standard, that’s why I chose your lineage back then and pinned the blame on you.”

"Your original destiny was to enter the Void Palace at the age of ten... and become a blood sacrifice..."

"..."

Xu Ji was also bewildered by this information he had never heard before, and exclaimed, "Do you know that this is illegal?"

The old marquis was no longer willing to speak to him, but tried his best to leave a message: "And all of this... all of this is because of our ancestors' theft of the genes of the gods..."

"At the beginning of the reconstruction of civilization, this world should have given birth to a god, not one of the twelve gods in history, but a god far more powerful and complete than them. The so-called era of reconstruction of civilization should originally have been called the era of gods..."

"The ancient twelve gods have come to an end, and in their place comes a complete new god of the new era!"

"But He was betrayed by the Twelve Knights, who all wanted to replace him. So they devoured his flesh and blood and fought for his throne."

"But they tried every means to inherit the authority of this god, but in the end they all died with regret. They were unwilling to accept this, so they divided the god's flesh and blood and hid it in their own bloodline, which was then passed down from generation to generation."

"Having failed to ascend the throne themselves, they hoped that someone among their bloodline could grow up in this competition and eventually become the final god. In that case... they would also be united with the god and achieve final victory..."

"Therefore, the twelve ethnic groups are inherently one, both accomplices and competitors..."

"certainly……"

At this point, he even found it laughable: "They did it, and so do we...we, their descendants. The wrath of that god, like the tides, has been trying to return for revenge."

"We can only periodically sacrifice our own bloodline to quell its rage."

"Initially, this kind of sacrifice was to select inferior individuals who inherited poor divine genes to sacrifice in order to preserve superior bloodlines. But gradually, somehow, it turned into sacrificing those of the same race who were of inferior birth but possessed superior bloodlines."

"Because, because you are no longer related to us, we must preserve the power in our hands and send you to be sacrificed. The superior bloodline can only be produced from our descendants..."

"Isn't it ridiculous? The ancestors' last wishes have become the highest secret passed down through generations, while the competition for bloodlines has become an excuse for killing each other..."

"It just goes to show that it wasn't just our ancestors who wanted to win..."

"We inherited the divine essence of our ancestors, as well as their greed and ambition..."

"..."

"you……"

Xu Ji only then began to understand something, and his eyes widened: "Isn't that a bit too silly!"

Out of respect for the elderly, he glossed over a single word.

"No mistake, he's an idiot!"

Unexpectedly, the old marquis loudly and clearly uttered the word, his face full of self-mockery, before sighing, "I have been doing things like this for a long time, and I have made countless attempts, all just to select the one with the best bloodline."

"Unfortunately, in the end, the bloodline we selected was only similar to yours by chance... no, not as good as yours."

"And the most crucial thing is that, only now have we realized that all of this has become meaningless."

“We…we are busy expelling our own bloodline and fighting for power, but we never expected that the dogs we raised would become more and more vicious.”

"While we're still fighting tooth and nail to get ahead, this dog has already started biting us..."

"..."

Xu Ji tentatively asked, "The dog you're talking about is..."

"Guardians of the world!"

The old marquis's eyes were grim as he said in a deep voice, "Those lackeys, rather than for the sake of Dr. Bizarre, I believe they are more likely targeting our Golden Clan as their first victims."

"Because our family's authority is the most special, when we first rebuilt civilization and signed contracts with the world, it was our ancestors who wrote down these terms of agreement."

"Therefore, after the emperor has been divided up, the only authority that can change Contract No. 02 is this pen in our hands."

"This is the key!"

"Neither the World Keepers nor the Twelve Races are qualified to restart civilization."

"Unless you get your hands on this pen!"

"And that's why they have to start this plan before we choose the real Grand Duke..."

"It's like, once you've ascended the throne, it's too late to rebel..."

"Of course, what I didn't expect at first was that they could persuade the Morgan family to come and help, but in fact, it doesn't seem that surprising."

"Because the twelve races are inherently enemies, they will inevitably fight for the throne sooner or later. Therefore, it's not surprising that the Golden Race, who control the key elements, will be the first target of attack..."

"..."

He paused for a few seconds amidst his reflections, seemingly trying to dispel his inner weariness.

When he finally spoke again, his tone was ruthless: "However, they still overlooked one thing..."

"The title of Grand Duke has always existed!"

“We don’t usually let anyone sit on it, so no one is in charge of the relic. But this time, an exception occurred, and that was you.”

“Your bloodline is too special. It can be said to be the best one in a thousand years. You can summon a divine kingdom of consciousness with just a casual incantation.”

"Then, if you wish, you can use this pen even before you become Grand Duke."

"And when you use this pen, you will rise above everyone else; you... will have the opportunity to communicate with the world!"

"Of course, this requires utilizing the knowledge and resources in this secret room. I... I can see that you haven't received any relevant training in mystical knowledge, but don't worry... I will teach you. I will give you all the power of the Xu family in Lin Yuan City..."

"..."

"I……"

Xu Ji has never liked taking on big challenges, especially those that sound scary.

He stammered, unsure of what to say.

But at that moment, a clear electronic voice suddenly sighed, "So that's how it is..."

"Who?"

Upon hearing this, the old marquis was so shocked that endless bubbles began to rise in the petri dish.

This is a dark room; only those who possess holy relics are allowed to enter.

Even he himself entered by killing himself and then projecting his spirit to give his last words. So, in this absolutely sealed dark room, how could there be any voices other than his own and this Grand Duke candidate?
"The lie you've kept hidden for so many years can finally have an answer..."

The gentle electronic voice grew clearer and clearer. Xu Ji reached into his pocket and took out his phone.

The person speaking on the phone was Ms. Ai.

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