Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 777: Dove of Peace

Xia Xiu's conversation with the Tenth Hero, Saint George, took place in a peaceful and profound atmosphere.

At this moment, the two men sat face to face, the blond swordsman and the hero wearing golden Terminator armor exchanging hidden information and plans with each other.

During the discussion, the topic gradually turned to the city of Odepapadopoulos, the prehistoric ruins floating above the continent of Elsinia, and its current situation and future.

"Odepapadopoulos..."

Xia Xiu tapped the silver cane on the table with his fingertips, his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

"The structure and technological source of this city are extremely rare even in the present heavenly technology. I plan to incorporate it into the Three Courts as a mobile enclave of the Three Courts."

St. George listened quietly, his hands folded on the table.

His face was hidden in the shadow of the light. He did not respond in a hurry, but nodded slightly, indicating Xia Xiu to continue.

"I have also imagined that the Hub Whisper Plaza could be used as a gateway, combined with the functions of Hell's Kitchen, to serve as an important gateway for the three academies to enter the real world."

Xia Xiu raised his head and his eyes met with St. George's.

“And the complete incorporation of the Naga Ring will become the center of the three institutes’ experiments and activities.

It can be said that this is a multi-dimensional operating platform - both a bridge and a testing ground."

St. George hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"Your idea is feasible, especially the city of Odepapadopoulos. Its core drive and energy structure may involve a higher level of knowledge. Including the ancient Set. Our research on him is still superficial, but he himself is an important unknown factor."

Xia Xiu continued, "Seth is an important bargaining chip. He knows too many secrets of the city of Odepapadopoulos. We need him as the key to unlock these technologies and information."

"We do need to pay attention to this Ancient One," St. George replied. "My Think Tank Link Group is equivalent to a mobile central containment room research team. Their purpose is to deal with anomalous items and entities with characteristics such as the Ancient One."

"Let's go. I will take the think tank with you to visit the city of Odepapadopoulos."

"Okay." Xia Xiu nodded.

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Not long after, the Tenth Hero Saint George, along with his chief think tank linker, Laszlo Kosogai, and Xia Xiu boarded the city of Odepapadopoulos.

Laszlo was thin but had a sharp temperament. He wore a robe trimmed with platinum and gold. He walked briskly and precisely, holding a thick metal book in his hand. A faint light flowed between the pages, as if recording unspeakable secrets.

The accompanying think tank linkers wore uniform silver-gray uniforms and carried complex equipment bags on their backs. Each of them held different instruments in their hands, ranging from scanning equipment to analysis modules.

After reaching the prehistoric ruins, they quickly began to divide the work and, under the command of St. George, carried out the investigation in an orderly manner.

He and the think tank linkers divided the work tacitly. Various instruments and equipment were arranged in different corners of Odepapadoppolis. Light and shadow and virtual projections intertwined in the air, creating a busy scene.

"There seems to be a closed information circulation system within the core area of ​​this city."

Chief Librarian Lazlo's voice was low and steady. His fingers moved quickly on the virtual panel, and the runes glowed.

"This structure... is deeply bound to the ether. It can almost be said to be a projection of the ether in reality. It is itself an abnormal product and cannot be measured by the energy standards of the modern world... No wonder its suspension has not completely failed until now."

"The rest of you continue your research," St. George ordered, his voice devoid of any unnecessary emotion.

He then turned his attention to the chief think tank.

"Lazlo, please continue moving forward with us."

"Yes."

Laszlo nodded in response, tapped the control panel with his finger, stored the research results, and followed the team forward.

Xia Xiu led the way, and they finally stopped at the end of the corridor, where there was a huge bronze door.

The surface of the door was covered with intricate runes and carvings, and the pattern embossed in the center was a cold mask with deep and empty eye holes, as if staring at everyone who approached it.

In front of the bronze door, an old man with white hair and a youthful face was standing quietly.

His figure seemed out of place in this ancient and strange relic, yet extremely natural.

He was holding a handful of grains in his hand and feeding a flock of white pigeons.

These white pigeons looked normal and were no different from the pigeons in the real world. They gathered around the old man's feet, pecking at the grains he had scattered and making low cooing sounds.

This scene caused the three angels present to react completely differently.

Xia Xiu frowned, and the [Heavenly Lever] in his hand trembled slightly, as if he sensed some indescribable power.

His knuckles gradually tightened, and the hand holding the lever turned slightly white from excessive force.

A mysterious feeling surged in his heart, and that feeling was very... harmonious.

St. George almost subconsciously drew out the [Atonement] hammer behind him.

The runes on the surface of the hammer began to surge rapidly, but collapsed after coming into contact with this scene, and were disintegrated by a higher level of power.

His hand firmly grasped the wildly shaking war hammer, and his originally cold eyes and frowning expression turned into a "kind" one.

However, there was an inexplicable weirdness in this kind look.

And Lazlo's performance is even more disturbing.

He originally held tightly the magic wand, bolt gun, chainsword, small magic bomb...

All the weapons and equipment representing violence suddenly turned into gray powder and slipped from his hands.

His expression became strangely calm, even with an incredible sense of satisfaction.

He looked at the white dove in front of him, a single thought emerging in his eyes.

--Peace.

His heart seemed to be wrapped in an extreme pacifist thought, which told him to reject all wars!
The reactions of the three people were intertwined in the silent space. The air seemed to be frozen by an invisible force. Only the subtle sound of white doves pecking at food echoed in the silence.

Seth slowly raised his head. There was no hostility or vigilance in his eyes, only a peace that was so deep that it made people's heart palpitate.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"You are here."

His voice was deep and had an indescribable magnetism.

Xia Xiu and St. George looked at each other. The tacit understanding at this moment was extremely natural, but also a little strange.

Their eyes all fell on Lazlo who was standing beside them. The chief think tank was still standing there with an expression that was calm and almost weird.

His eyes were unfocused, as if he was immersed in some unspeakable perception, as if the conflicts in the whole world had nothing to do with him.

——He seemed to be in some indescribable happiness.

St. George's voice was low and brief:
"You stay here."

Although his tone was as majestic as always, it seemed much softer at this moment, and even lacked a bit of the coldness that was unique to the Knight Commander.

So, when he said this, St. George frowned again, knowing that he was being continuously influenced by some invisible anomaly/meme.

Lazlo had no intention of refutation, nor did he react much. He just nodded slightly mechanically.

Xia Xiu and St. George walked towards Set side by side.

However, the closer they got to the old man and the white dove at his feet, the more their hearts were disturbed by some subtle force. The thought of giving up the fight came like a tide.

Xia Xiu wanted to call for the crown, but two unique thoughts emerged in his mind, as if fighting in his deep consciousness.

"——Don't call out. There's no need. Peace is above all else."

"——Don't show it, something bad will happen."

These two thoughts are like two opposing voices, but they point to the same result - don't take action.

This strange feeling is unbearable, but impossible to get rid of.

Xia Xiu's hands tightened unconsciously, and when he let go of any thoughts of resorting to violence, the [Heaven's Lever] that had been trembling with his emotions actually calmed down.

Glancing to the side, I saw St. George going through a similar struggle.

The light that was originally surging on the war hammer [The Redeemer] now dimmed and almost fell into complete silence.

They both understood that this force was trying to undermine all possibilities of resorting to violence.

In the end, after exchanging glances for a while, the two chose to continue forward, one in front and one behind.

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St. George is standing in front of him, while the fourth sword bearer in the Kingdom of Heaven is keeping a proper distance.

As they stood before Set, the doves seemed unaware of the two angels' arrival, still concentrating on the grains at their feet, occasionally making low cooing sounds.

That indescribable sense of "harmony" still permeates the hearts of the two, and even becomes stronger.

St. George slowly loosened his hands, which were originally tightly holding the war hammer. He placed the war hammer on the ground and spread out his hands.

His expression began to become strange, as if peace and struggle were alternating on his face.

"What...are these pigeons?" St. George's voice was low and full of vigilance, his eyes fixed on the group of white pigeons pecking quietly.

Seth did not answer immediately, but bent down and gently picked up one of the pigeons.

The pigeon was so quiet in his hands that it was frightening, and his eyes revealed a calmness that was almost human.

He raised his head, held the dove in front of the two of them, and said in a low but clear voice:

“Brave New World.”

"..."

St. George was silent for a moment, his eyes moved from Seth's face to the pigeon, and the vigilance in his eyes turned into deep thought.

Finally, he spoke slowly, with a certain analytical precision in his tone:
"It has two abnormal properties: weapon neutralization and hostility suppression."

Xia Xiu, who was also observing the pigeons, stroked his chin and took over the conversation:

"As long as you get close to them, everyone will lose the will to fight, become docile, and eventually give up the action... They are truly doves of peace."

His tone was relaxed, yet contained a hint of teasing.

After Seth heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up in a wry smile.

He shook his head helplessly:

"Everyone in your organization is like this. They always like to interpret things through the lens of force or control."

After Seth finished speaking, the dove in his hand jumped lightly and spread its wings to fly high up.

Its wings drew an elegant arc in the air, and as its wings flapped, a faint light fell, like a disappearing star in the night sky.

Xia Xiu watched the pigeon disappear at the end of his sight, his eyes slightly focused, and a hint of inquiry flashed in his golden pupils.

His voice was low and calm, breaking the silence at the moment:

"So, can you explain more about these pigeons—and this 'brave new world' you're talking about?"

He paused, his tone revealing some deep thought:
“This is the second time I’ve heard the term ‘Brave New World’.

The first time was from the mouths of those fanatics of the Cogwork Orthodox Church.

Those guys tried to use the power of the Broken God to mechanize and gear Terra, and to build a mechanical kingdom on land. Their so-called "new world" is essentially an extreme manifestation of plunder and slavery. "

Seth listened to Xia Xiu's description quietly, with a faint smile on his face. He lowered his head slightly, looked at the pigeons standing quietly, and then said:
"These pigeons are nothing like the delusions of the Cogwork Orthodox Church."

His voice was low, as if telling some hidden truth:
"When flowers spontaneously appear and cover approximately 90% of Terra's land surface, these pigeons will spread across Terra... They will fly in every sky and every inch of land. Their wings will not bring devastating wars, nor will they shape so-called mechanized slavery, but another form of end."

Seth raised his head, his eyes were deep and cold, and his voice penetrated the space:

"Under the flying white bird, life will come to an end, and a brave new world will be born."

These words made the air suddenly stagnate. Xia Xiu frowned, staring at Set with his golden eyes, and his tone sank slightly:
"The end? What kind of end do you mean?"

Seth's voice was low and slow, as if every syllable carried an unspeakable weight.

"The end of death."

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Then all of Terra will experience an unparalleled harmony."

Xia Xiu looked at him quietly, with an inquiring light flashing in his golden eyes, but he did not interrupt, as if he wanted Set to continue speaking.

“The weather will become clear in all areas, the sky will no longer be covered with haze, and the sun will shine on every piece of land.

The ambient temperature will stabilize in a range that is recognized by most people as "comfortable", neither scorching hot nor freezing cold, as if Terra itself is bidding farewell to the end of life."

There was a hint of indifference in his voice, as if he was stating an established fact rather than an unacceptable disaster.

“Air pollution will be cleared, and all exhaust gas, toxic fog, and even the remaining smell of war will dissipate with the calm before the end.

The whole sky will be clear, frighteningly clear."

Seth paused, his eyes slowly sweeping over Xia Xiu and St. George in front of him.

St. George tightened his fingers slightly, but still said nothing, and Xia Xiu just waited calmly.

"People around the world will realize Terra's fate and its inevitability."

Seth's voice deepened slightly.

"They will understand the inevitable outcome, and the fear, anger, and despair deep in their hearts will be soothed by an invisible force. They will accept it all and remain silent."

“The number of violent clashes will decrease significantly.”

Seth continued, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in an unpredictable arc.

"There is no more fighting, no more hatred, no more conflicts even for survival.

In this short period of time, the world will truly realize the ultimate peace that mankind has been unable to achieve for thousands of years."

"And when the white bird soars over the whole world——"

Seth's eyes suddenly became sharp, but his tone remained breathtakingly calm.

"——All life on Terra will face the final 24 hours of death."