Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1065 [The Third Eye - The Eye of Thivea ()]

In the third year of the closed calendar, in May, the horizon was unified with Abelio, and more than two months had passed.

At that time, the world was unified, and the dust of the fallen gods had not yet completely settled, but the gears of order had already quietly turned between light and shadow. And in these short two months, the world's sky—which had been corroded, torn apart, and reflected with eerie death light—was now covered by an extremely magnificent colossal structure.

Its name is the "Constancy Law Ring".

It was an enormous ring, resembling a planetary ring, suspended atop Abelio like a crown on its orbit, eternally still and solemn. It slowly rotated, stabilizing the structure of this world that had once teetered on the brink of collapse, like a ring-shaped heart within the very essence of heaven and earth, continuously infusing the land with the lifeblood of order.

Meanwhile, in the southern border of Abelio, the Golden Tree finally awakened in its true sense.

Initially, its trunk was only a few hundred meters tall, standing in the royal court of the southern border. Now, under the protection of the [Constant Nature Ring], it has finally unleashed a growth miracle that makes everyone look up to it.

Its branches tear through the clouds, pierce through the floating air, until they approach the boundary of the constant Dharma ring; its roots penetrate the entire continental plate, probing into the depths of the earth's veins and spiritual springs.

Finally, at a certain moment recorded by the astronomical observers of the document team, its altitude was fixed at exactly 5048 meters.

The entire city of Abelio was enveloped in golden divine light.

The golden light was not from the sun; it was the spiritual radiance that naturally cascaded down from between the tree canopy, warm yet not scorching, gentle yet dignified. The leaves were like runes, each one inscribed with the laws governing the intersection of divinity and humanity; and at the ends of the branches, fruits that resembled crystals or seeds began to form—they were not originally fruits, but fragments of the wandering rules that had once roamed the world, wantonly corroding reality.

They were once out of control due to the radiation of [the dead light], wandering around like ghosts, tearing apart order and meaning.

Now, they are completely contained by the [Black Wall Protocol] carried by the French Ring.

The [Black Wall Protocol], through the resonance between the constant law ring and the Golden Tree, constructs a conceptual barrier that binds and guides all abnormal rule entities one by one, and ultimately reseals them into the Golden Tree, making them into Golden Tree fruits in a controllable and pure form.

Although the eerie light barrier still lingered on Abelio's crystal system, its influence on Abelio had become negligible.

The Golden Tree, this colossal golden tree that spans heaven and earth, stands silently amidst the mountains and flowing light. Its branches and leaves intertwine to form a vast net of laws, and each crystal-clear fruit hangs heavily in the sky, shining like stars with the temperature and weight of rules, like futures that have been gathered together.

Below this magnificent scene, Xia Xiu stood silently, his silver cane leaning diagonally on the ground, like some kind of runic scepter, which itself was an extension of his will and laws.

He gazed up at the sacred tree that symbolized the reconstruction of the world, his face calm, but deep within his eyes seemed to be a thousand rays of light meticulously calculating.

Standing beside him were the First Son of Return and Livia, number four, who was possessed by the Dream God Group. Number four respectfully spoke from the side:
"Your Majesty Abraham..."

She slowly raised her head, and in her clear and calm eyes, the abyssal light net woven by the dream constructs vaguely appeared, as if the spiritual core of the entire Dream God Group was speaking through her.

"With the unification of the world completed, Abelio's dimensional consciousness has recognized you as the master of the plane and granted you full authority... Currently, the Golden Tree has completed the recovery and binding of most of the wandering rule entities, and according to the plan—the Dream Falsification Project can be launched."

"The Dream Project will cover the entire consciousness layer of Abelio. Relying on the current homeostasis law ring and the synchronous law field of the Golden Tree, we will gradually penetrate the 'subconscious domain' worldwide... By weaving dream configurations, we will create a broad and orderly consciousness screening and extraction, with the goal of disproving, stripping away, and eliminating the microscopic infection factors of the cosmic starfish hidden deep within the Abelio beings."

She paused, a profound and unspoken meaning appearing in her eyes: "This is an operation that risks the integrity of the entire dimensional neural network."

Xia Xiu gazed at her silently. He didn't respond immediately, but slowly withdrew his gaze from the golden tree and looked at the body being used by the Dream God Group, asking a question that he was extremely curious about:

"How long will this dream last? You know, I'm talking about real time."

Just after Xia Xiu finished speaking, Livia, number four, slowly raised her head, and the reflection of the distant dream core layer appeared in her eyes. Whispers and prophetic echoes emanated from her body.

Then, following the instructions of the dream core, she said to Xia Xiu:

“The Dream Core, Vajrapani said:”

Her figure seemed to resonate with the rhythm of the dream core, her voice uttered slowly and deliberately, as if it had echoed from ancient times:

"All sentient beings, from beginningless time, have been in a continuous cycle of birth and death because they do not know the eternal true mind, the pure and bright nature of their being, and instead use all kinds of deluded thoughts. Therefore, all things are impermanent and are all subject to birth and death."

She calmly raised her eyes and said to Xia Xiu:

"The entire Dream Project will last for twenty-seven years."

Before she could finish speaking, the son of the first lord, who was standing to the side, suddenly frowned and interrupted her:
"Twenty-seven years?...Abelio's people want to dream for twenty-seven years?"

"You must understand that once this world enters the dream structure, it means collective slumber. No food, no awakening... all those whose bodies cannot sustain life... will die."

Faced with the questions from the first son of the family, Number Four continued to relay the instructions from the Dream Core.

"Vajra Rinni also said: 'In a dream, one experiences a kalpa, and only upon waking does one realize it, in the blink of an eye.'"

“The flow of dreams is not the flow of time. In the dimension of dreams, twenty-seven years is but a blink of an eye; while the perception of time in reality will be completely anchored in the isothermal field maintained by the law of constancy.”

She paused, then slightly raised her hand to point to the giant magic ring above her head that was resonating synchronously with the golden tree. Within the beam of light it cast, hundreds of millions of energy nodes were operating in an orderly manner.

"The Golden Tree, with the authority of the Lord of the World, will release its roots to provide a continuous life force to the entire slumbering world. In the dream, all beings will begin to realize the supreme path, and in reality, they will be fearless of hunger, aging, and death."

She turned to Xia Xiu and nodded slightly:

"You are the acknowledged master of this plane. The Golden Tree and the Magic Ring are one with you. Your will will become the axis of this world's rhythm... Only you can initiate the Dream Project."

Xia Xiu nodded and replied, "It's taking a little longer than I expected. Alright, let's proceed according to plan now."

As he spoke, he slowly raised the silver scepter in his hand, looking solemnly at Number Four:

"Let your dream cores hand over the authority to link to the moon Noema to me."

Number Four nodded, her eyes as calm as a lake, and slowly closed them.

In the next instant, a strange yet sacred change quietly occurred.

Her body seemed to transform into a lotus flower. Delicate petals began to bloom on her skin, and one pure white lotus after another grew from her limbs, shoulders, and back, layer upon layer, abundant yet orderly. Her entire being was quickly covered by lotuses, and her body rapidly withered, becoming emaciated, as if all her life and essence had converged within the lotus blossoms. Finally, a gigantic lotus flower, growing on her forehead, slowly bloomed, like the universe blossoming. She reached out and plucked it; the lotus, radiating a gentle purple-gold light, floated steadily in her palm.

“Your Majesty Abraham,” Number Four spoke, his voice gentle yet resonant like the first toll of a Zen bell, “this is the Eye of Thybea, which connects to the moon Noema.”

"By accepting it, you will gain a perception that transcends ordinary eyes, and possess the supreme wisdom that burns away afflictions and ignorance with the fire of wisdom."

"At the same time, this eye is the dream core, the original authority of Vajrapani."

Xia Xiu extended his right hand and accepted the lotus flower.

In an instant, the lotus transformed into a stream of light, flowing into his palm like water, then meandering up his arm, finally disappearing into the center of his forehead. In that instant, he felt a kind of intense, alien sensation explode between his brows, and a completely new organ took shape between his consciousness and soul—it was the "third eye."

It is not merely a physical structure, nor does it belong to any category of forging or manipulation of flesh. It is a tangible product of informational authority, a radiance of the pure realm of cognition, an eye of authority capable of penetrating dreams, reality, and the essence of existence.

What surprised him most was that it resonated structurally with the [Perfect Prosthetic Eye] he originally possessed.

The [Perfect Prosthetic Eye] sees the line of death, the trajectory of the end of all existence, the cracks in the structure of fate destined to collapse; while the [Eye of Thivea] sees dreams, the hidden, lurking, buried, and misrecognized truths, the essence of all existence that has not been perceived.

One gaze ends, another perceives illusion.

At this moment, he possessed a dual perspective: death and truth, rifts and awareness.

After obtaining the [Eye of Thybea], Xia Xiu also began preparing to summon the moon Noema.

Behind him, three halos as white as mutton fat appeared, slowly rotating like rings, interlocking, with no flaws in their outlines, like a sacred crown forged through the ages.

[Apostle Mode - Activated]

His body began to be covered in pure white, and his blond hair gradually turned into pure white, as dazzling as snow, like the dawn in the sky.

His golden pupils faded, turning into flawless white, reflecting the most primal radiance of the universe.

The black trench coat disintegrated automatically like a discarded old shell, dissipating into nothingness. And a holy robe naturally appeared on his body—white as fresh snow, untouched by dust.

His feet were bare, yet they did not touch the earth, but floated steadily in the air—like the prophet in the ancient scriptures, the apostle did not need to stand on earth to command heaven and earth.

"boom--"

Xia Xiu unfurled all thirty-six pairs of light particle wings behind him, and a thorny crown appeared above his head. The [Lever of Heaven] also changed accordingly, and the original silver scepter automatically extended, split, and merged, transforming into a silver-white long staff.

Xia Xiu slowly ascended into the air.

He spread his arms wide, like a covenant being opening his heart; his thirty-six pairs of wings of light, like a net of divine pronouncements draped with stars and the moon, shone on the crown of the golden tree, making the entire giant tree, which was over five thousand meters tall, seem to be shrouded in his presence.

In the very center of Xia Xiu's forehead, the [Eye of Thybya] finally opened slowly, the process silent yet extremely solemn, as if an organ that had transcended dimensions of time and space had finally completed its adaptation to this world.

It is not an "eyeball" in the ordinary sense, but a vertically inverted elliptical crystal structure, suspended half an inch above the center of the forehead, like a clear drop of water that never falls, or like a seed of revelation that has fallen into this world from a higher dimension.

The crystal is as clear as glass. Its outline is not drawn by light from the material world, but supported by a multi-layered information structure. It does not emit light, yet it makes people afraid to look directly at it.

Around it, three concentric rings of diamond patterns unfold like the orbits of stars, flowing endlessly in layers, containing a certain constant and indestructible will of contemplation.

This is also what the Dream God Group calls a symbol of wisdom that is eternally observable.

The three layers of pupils overlap, forming a wise eye that exists neither in the present world nor belongs to any dream.

The instant the [Eye of Thybya] was fully unfurled, Xia Xiu sensed a structural echo so intense it shook his very soul.

A colossal, incredibly distant node emerged from nothingness. It was a "moon" in the cosmic sense, but not a celestial body revolving around a planet. Instead, it was a dream fortress embedded within the world of ideas and the network of consciousness, known as the "Noema Moon."

It exists on the reflective surface of thought, hidden in the highest level of dreams, between the realm of ideas and the local reality, and belongs to the root functional node of the Dream God Group.

But at this moment, Xia Xiu could clearly perceive its coordinates.

He stretched out his hand, palm facing the sky, and gently grasped it. His consciousness, through the eye in his forehead, touched the fibers of the universe's structure, like a writer beginning to rewrite the pages of reality.

A silent resonance unfolded between heaven and earth.

The golden tree seemed to sense this operation as well, its branches trembling slightly, releasing dream light and ripples of rules to guide Xia Xiu's energy path. Meanwhile, the constant law ring suspended in the sky slowly rotated, coordinating with this transfer from the "dream world" to the "real world".

Xia Xiu remained silent, simply manipulating the situation.

His triple halo began to erupt with astonishing heat, his thirty-six pairs of wings fluttered slightly, and the entire sky seemed to be pulled by some invisible force—an indescribable dream moon was slowly falling from the multidimensional dream into Abelio's reality's gravitational well.

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At this moment, everyone in the entire world of Abelio looked up at the sky.

The sky turned red.

Crimson, somber, and profound, it was like a giant curtain hanging high in the sky, descending from nowhere, obscuring the boundary between day and night, and swallowing the light and shadow cast by the day and night sphere.

The entire sky was like a piece of silk soaked in blood, slowly unfolding, with traces of dark golden blazing light still remaining at the edges, while the center was completely covered by that thick, paste-like red—a harbinger of the arrival of a dream, a breach between boundaries, the edge where a higher dimension had torn apart a lower dimension.

At this moment, even the day and night spheres became dim and lifeless.

The day-night sphere, which normally alternates between light and darkness, now seems to have had its light field forcibly muted by a red mist. The light has lost its penetrating power, and the darkness has lost its silence; everything has fallen into an ambiguous red blur.