Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 753 [Odepapadopolis/The First Father's City]

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A distorted [∞] symbol appeared above the floating city. As space twisted, Xia Xiu stepped onto the ancient city suspended above the storm.

The metal ground beneath my feet felt strangely cold, as if the entire city itself was breathing slowly.

A low humming sound echoed in the air, and an indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

At this moment, three halos as white as mutton-fat jade suddenly appeared behind Xia Xiu's head. The whiteness was shimmering with light, and they were trembling slightly as if they had some kind of vitality.

The light emitted by the halo dispelled the shadows around him, but it was difficult to completely penetrate the mysterious darkness hidden in the space.

A series of rapidly beating data streams began to emerge on his retina, interweaving into a complex web pattern, like an invisible barrier protecting his brain from pollution and erosion.

[Initial contact with the unknown mother——]

[Crown resources have been called upon——]

[Current Ethernet floating point computing efficiency: 1×10^10 per second ( billion)]

Xia Xiu frowned slightly and said to himself:
"Nearly 10 billion ether operations per second... The pollution here is really ridiculously high. It can already be regarded as the incarnation of a group of stars."

He held the silver cane tightly in his right hand, glanced at the towering abandoned buildings around him, and continued walking forward.

Just as he took a few steps forward, he heard the electronic voice of [Adam] and the data feedback of the Heavenly Genealogy.

【Memu Scanner, multi-layer analysis of current city documents, images, and text.】

[The trigger threshold is that the keyword matching rate reaches more than 65%, and the system will mark it as a potential Meme threat. ]

【Environmental recognition has started! 】

[Automatically start the space detection system: high-altitude floating objects (7.8 km ± 200 m range). ]

The light around the triple halo trembled slightly, and warning messages followed one after another:

[Warning stage: Immunity confirmation]

[Check whether the user has basic divine Mi Mu resistance certification (Class-B Mi Mu immunity). ]

A series of Mi Mu characteristic analyses flashed across Xia Xiu's visual retina, and the [Turin Type I] in his body maintained normal mode output, analyzing and isolating the terrifyingly dense pollution around him.

The blond young man with triple halos on his back watched the huge floating city with great interest.

In front of him, three majestic temples stood in the center of the floating city, like isolated islands in the torrent of time.

The surface of the temple is covered with light golden reliefs. After countless years of erosion, the patterns on the reliefs appear mottled, but they still clearly depict some kind of great history.

Xia Xiu walked towards the temple closest to him, which was also the largest one, and his footsteps echoed on the wide stone steps.

The decoration at the entrance to the main hall is -

Two naked children stood by a row of trees, staring nervously toward the horizon.

A wolf and a bear stood behind them, protecting them.

On the wall opposite this mural, a human figure holding a flaming sword stands on a hill overlooking the trees.

As he approached the temple gate, he could clearly see the nervous expressions of the two children on the relief, as well as the bear and wolf guarding them from behind.

The air was filled with a mixture of metal and dust, as if it was filled with the breath of ancient times.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, Xia Xiu stepped into the main hall.

The interior space is tall and spacious, with mottled star patterns vaguely visible on the arched dome at the top. The central light source is a beam of sunlight that shines down from the broken dome, illuminating part of the entire hall.

The air was slightly chilly, yet it carried a strange vibration that made one feel as if they were walking in another dimension.

When Xia Xiu looked at the mural, [Adam] had already analyzed the ancient characters used in the floating city, so he could now understand the meaning of the words.

The three murals occupy three walls of the main hall, bringing an indescribable shock:

Sunrise view from the front.

[The light in the mural is so brilliant that it is almost impossible to look directly at it, and the man in the painting exudes unparalleled majesty.

He held a silver-tipped staff and wore a shining crown on his head. Two people were inseparable from him, and the third was leaving.

The "Blue-eyed Bronze Dragon" hovered in the sky, and the words "They will know what existence is" were engraved on the side of the dragon, as if announcing some kind of cosmic truth. 】

Meeting scene on the east wall.

[The golden man stood in front of the throne, surrounded by kings and sages in robes of various colors.

The king with the burning crown, the woman with the snake entwined around her, the warrior made of iron, and the wizard in the blue robe form a sharp contrast, and the scene is full of solemnity and hidden conflict.

Throne scene on the Western Wall.

[The man is wearing an iron crown, and behind him are the outlines of various giant beings: gears and metal, flesh and bones, ice and stone, stars and light. These giants surround the man, as if to show his authority and destiny.]

The last wall has no murals, only a line of words.

The only text on the south wall:
"The sea will not swallow it, and the way of growth and darkness is also--"

Xia Xiu's gaze was fixed on the mural on the east wall. It was a magnificent and heart-pounding picture.

The golden man stood under a throne, with two others standing on either side of him, and the third figure did not appear.

Before the golden man was a king in crimson robes, with a flaming crown on his head, extending a hand of friendship.

Next to him are a naked woman with a snake wrapped around her body, a man made of iron, and a wizard in dark blue robes.

There are some other characters nearby.

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze focused on the king in the center of the painting, who was wearing a crimson robe. Under the light and shadow effects of the mural, his crown seemed to be burning, and the blazing flames indicated the interweaving of authority and destruction.

The king's face was hidden in shadow, but his outstretched hand was enveloped in a dazzling light.

"The Crimson King..."

Xia Xiu whispered, his tone stern and slightly fearful.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the staff, as if he was thinking, or as if he was confirming.

His gaze slowly moved to the other side of the mural, where a man made of iron stood. His image was rough and solid, like the embodiment of steel and will.

Those cold eyes seemed to see through the mural and meet the gaze of the viewer.

He knew this man; in one of his visions, he had seen him fighting an earth-devouring beast in a desperate battle with Ion.

"Brome... the Broken God's human walker who disappeared after the final battle with Ion."

Xia Xiu's voice was slightly low, with a hint of thought.

A strange light flashed in his golden pupils, as if he had glimpsed some shocking secret in the mural.

Xia Xiu's eyes scanned the entire mural again.

The naked woman with a snake wrapped around her exudes a primitive and bewitching aura, like the embodiment of nature and sin; while the wizard in a dark blue robe is hidden in the crowd, yet seems to control some unfathomable power.

Each character is like a fragment of this lost history, pieced together into a truth that has never been fully revealed.

"Why are they gathering here?" Xia Xiu muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

He waved his hand lightly, and the silver light from the front of the staff illuminated more details of the mural.

He noticed that the characters in the background had complex expressions, some full of respect, some full of fear, and more showing silent sadness.

"Is this a covenant? Or betrayal?"

Xia Xiu stared at the empty space in the mural, frowning slightly.

"Who is the vacant person? Why did he leave..."

His words came to an abrupt end and he paused slightly, as if he was secretly interpreting the deeper meaning of the mural.

Xia Xiu quickly turned from the east wall to the murals on the nearby west wall.

In the center of the picture, there is a golden man sitting on a high throne. His face is majestic and stern, and an iron crown covers his head, like a heavy shackle, or like an unquestionable authority.

The crown was engraved with a line of text that could not be translated into a language. In the center of the crown, there was a sparkling white gem, and its dazzling light seemed to continue shining outside the mural.

Behind the man, several huge images stood tall, surrounding his throne, like a set of laws that could not be violated.

Xia Xiu's eyes first fell on the image made up of gears and metal. The complex and sophisticated structure made people think of the indifference and ruthlessness of machines.

Several gears seem to be turning slightly in the picture, like a never-stopping machine watching everything in the world.

In his body, the [Broken Fire] seemed to sense something and suddenly jumped. The familiar heat flashed through his consciousness like a ray of light. "Sure enough..."

Xia Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingertips tapped lightly on the staff, and some guesses emerged in his mind.

His gaze then turned to the image made of flesh and blood.

Its outline is vague, but it exudes an uncomfortable vitality and is breathing silently.

The sticky texture and faint pulsation are chilling.

His right hand unconsciously clenched the staff, and the [Seal of Ion] on the back of his hand emitted a burst of heat, responding to the call of this flesh and blood power.

Then, his eyes slid across other images - a giant made of ice and stone, like a fusion of silent ice and earth; a figure made up of stars, carrying the brilliance and depth of the boundless universe; and an indescribable thing made up of countless eyes, each of which seemed to be staring at a corner of the world, revealing an indescribable pressure.

In the front of the picture, a young woman with bright long hair is suspended in the air, her eyes are calm and sharp, and her slender fingers are pointing to the south, as if indicating a certain direction.

Xia Xiu stared at the outline of the woman, and a question suddenly arose in his mind - who is she?

What is hidden in the south that she is pointing to?
Currently, there are two known and confirmed entities in the mural: The Broken God and the Infinity He Covers.

The ice and stone entity, the entity made up of eyes, and the young woman with long, shiny hair - these three are unknown entities, but it can be speculated that they, or they, are the same existence as the first two.

Xia Xiu stared at the mural, his golden eyes flashing with deep thought, but in the next moment, a sudden chill ran down his spine.

That was a warning sign that could not be ignored. The hairs on my body stood on end and every inch of my skin felt stung by the invisible threat.

Without any hesitation, he switched the [Lever of Heaven] to his left hand and grasped it tightly, then suddenly raised his right hand and summoned his incarnation - [Vashak].

"Buzz——"

With a low and long sound, Vashak raised his index finger and pointed lightly at the void.

At that moment, the entire space was instantly shrouded in a layer of gray. Everything in the field of vision became still, time was forcibly taken away, and what was left was a picture like an old film reel.

The roar of lightning and clocks exploded in my ears, echoing in the solidified air, forming an almost suffocating silence.

Xia Xiu quickly turned sideways in the gray world where time had stopped, and glanced sharply behind him.

There was a cold light flickering in his pupils, and the surrounding space seemed to be peeled off from a deep dream, and two huge figures emerged - [Sisyphus] and [Metatron].

Xia Xiu did not pause. He raised his right hand slightly, and the lever in his hand emitted circles of rippling light waves, pointing directly into the depths of the void.

[Heaven's Lever: Corner Collapse! ]

In an instant, the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand suddenly extended, like an infinite line piercing the sky. At the same time, a dazzling spot of light began to condense at the top of the silver stick - [∞].

The light spot was compressed to the limit, and the energy it emitted was like the power to move a planet.

Along with this action, [Sisyphus] swung out his fist covered with purple-gold runes. The tip of his fist tore through space and hit the target directly with irresistible vector force.

At the same time, [Metatron] raised the greatsword burning with blazing flames. The blade was like a torrent of flames, roaring and blasting towards the depths of the void.

In a world where time has stopped, everything should be still.

However, in that originally empty corner, a figure slowly emerged.

His figure seemed to be condensed from the void, his white hair and long beard swaying slightly in the air, and his weathered face showed traces of time.

The old man was wearing an ancient brown robe, the texture of which seemed to have spanned countless eras.

Xia Xiu's golden pupils suddenly shrank because he saw something impossible - in the world where time stopped, the old man moved.

The old man's movements seemed very slow, but strangely, they were very fast.

He stretched out his left hand and easily grasped Sisyphus's vector fist that tore through space. The purple-gold power surged violently in his palm, but he was unable to break free.

His right hand firmly grasped the blade of Metatron's flaming giant sword. The flames burned wildly, but he suppressed them.

Then, he turned his wrist slightly and switched the direction of their attacks.

However, just as the old man completed this action, Xia Xiu's [Heaven's Lever] stabbed at him and hit him directly in the chest.

"Buzz——"

The time stop is over, it was only paused for 1.001 seconds.

It was not that Xia Xiu wanted to stop, nor was it because of the crystal wall restrictions of the Naga Ring, but the amount of observation of a certain existence suddenly increased, and the amount was too large, too much, causing the [Time Slot] to be unable to continue to freeze.

"boom--"

However, even after the time stop ended, [Lever of Heaven] still hit the old man. The light wave exploded instantly, and the shocking force knocked the old man away.

His figure, like a broken arrow, slammed heavily into the distant stone wall.

A low roar echoed in the space, but strangely, the stone wall was unharmed.

The old man's body slowly slid down the wall, and finally stood up steadily. The folds on his robe fluttered in the breeze. He raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Xiu with an elusive smile in his eyes.

"He has the same type of incarnation and authority as my Vassago."

Xia Xiu held the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand. The light emanating from the long stick surged like waves, and the triple halo behind him rotated, projecting a strong pressure.

There were three incarnations standing around him. Vashago's deep eyes flashed with purple light, Sisyphus's fist faintly shook the space, and Metatron's wings of light glowed with a blazing glow.

The three were like three insurmountable barriers, firmly protecting Xia Xiu.

On the opposite side, the old man simply brushed off the dust on his body, his movements slow and calm.

His eyes were still calm, yet they contained a kind of indifference that seemed to show he knew everything.

He looked up at Xia Xiu and spoke in an unfamiliar language:

"."

Xia Xiu's eyebrows slightly raised, and a trace of inquiry flashed in his golden eyes. He had not yet fully confirmed the identity of the old man in front of him, but he was sure that the other party could not be the so-called sage of the Kailasel family. If there really was such a person in the family, he would not have retreated during the Dark Lord's march.

What was even more shocking was that the man in front of him was completely unscathed after taking the [Heaven's Lever]'s [Horn Collapse] attack, and even his clothes were not damaged at all. More importantly, the power and authority displayed by the other party... were extremely similar to his own incarnation [Vashak]. That kind of absolute control over time and space forced Xia Xiu to re-evaluate.

Xia Xiu pondered for a moment, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he responded in a low but calm voice in Terran:

"Hello."

Meanwhile, in his neural network, [Adam] quickly started parsing the corpus.

Accompanied by complex data flow, the system completed the analysis of the language used by the other party in a very short time and matched it with Xia Xiu's corpus.

The result came into his mind, and Xia Xiu's heart moved. The unfamiliar words actually translated into:

“Peace be with you.”

When the old man heard the Terran language, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he was silently weighing something, and then slowly raised his finger. His finger lightly stroked the air, and the sky responded - a huge stone slab slowly appeared in front of him.

The surface of the stone slab rippled slightly like water waves, and then lines of text began to appear.

At the beginning, it was the words he just said:

【】

【Χαρε】

【Halló】

The text immediately scrolled and changed at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to discern, gradually evolving into the Terran language that Xia Xiu was familiar with:

【Hello】

After the Terran language "Hello" appeared on the stone slab, the old man's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head and spoke slowly. This time, his voice was low and old, with obvious hesitation and unskillfulness:
"Welcome to Odepapadopoulos, the City of the First Father..."

He stared at Xia Xiu, as if trying to confirm something. He paused for a moment, and the old man seemed to be trying to organize his words, thinking about a more appropriate way to express himself.

There was an ancient majesty and a hard-to-disguise temptation in his eyes, as if he was weighing the weight of the person in front of him.

Finally, he continued:

"The owners of the Book of the First Order, the guardians of the Gate of Heaven..."

The solemnity in his tone made Xia Xiu's eyes slightly focus.

The old man's eyes slowly moved and fell on Metatron. His eyes, which had been eroded by time, revealed a complex emotion, like a sigh and a reminiscence.

After a few seconds, he bowed slightly, and his deep voice revealed a kind of ancient respect:

"Hello, Apollo, the new generation of human beings. It's nice to see you."