Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1068 The White King

Inside this high-rise building, outlined by neon lights, a narrow room is surrounded by an irregular metal frame. The floor is a translucent glass grid, beneath which fiber optic cables meander like veins. The walls are inlaid with old but stable mainframe cores, and holographic projections slowly rotate in the air.

In one corner of the room, a strange game pod sat quietly.

It seems to be a creation peeled off from the boundary between dreams and reality—the outer shell is made of dark silver biomimetic metal, the cabin is surrounded by nerve-like induction coils, and the canopy is embossed with dense patterns.

Xia Xiu stood before the game pod, gazing at the seemingly unreal device, riddled with cracks in its dreamlike structure. His brow furrowed, and he murmured softly:
"...It's really strange to be able to dive into the game again in a dream."

A dream within a dream, it's like a nesting doll.

At this moment, the three Dream Cores were also sitting in the room, their figures half-real and half-illusory, sitting upright on metal chairs like phantoms outlined by electric current.

Vajrapani clasped his hands and whispered, his voice echoing like ripples, slowly reverberating through the space:
"Dreams within dreams, dreams give rise to myriad phenomena; like illusions, like transformations, like shadows following the form. For example, a person sleeps and wakes up from a dream, and then wakes up from a dream within a dream, never recognizing the truth."

Sofia added softly, "Currently, the cosmic star is 23% proven to be false, but its ten incarnations, which split off from its core, are still hidden deeper within the dream."

Edith raised her head, adjusted the metal-framed glasses on her nose, and spoke with a slight emphasis:
"After you enter the game, you will automatically receive an exclusive lineage card and ultimate move module that is mapped from your own divinity."

He paused, then turned his gaze to the game pod: "These cartridges were specially customized by the Dream God Group using your information authority—each BOSS must be triggered by a specific cartridge module and corresponding mechanism to complete the 'falsification'."

"This is not just a battle, but a showdown at the algorithm level."

“Of course,” he grinned, “we’ve got all the access interfaces ready. Your Majesty, just leap in—the game is ready for you.”

Xia Xiu nodded and slowly stepped into the game pod, which seemed to be a reconstruction of a dream.

The moment his body lay down inside the cabin, the hatch slowly closed, and the sealed runes began to activate, with holographic runes flowing like stars on the outer wall of the cabin. The next moment, a faint hum sounded, like the prelude to activating neural perception.

All I heard was an electronic female voice, clear and steady in tone, resonating in my consciousness:

[Dream Core Connection in Progress]

[Authorization of user information: Hugh Abraham.]

[Dream Deep Link Protocol: Dream God Group Layout - Activation Complete.]

[Neural tract synchronization rate: 98.77% – stable.]

[EVE Particle Catalyst Engine warm-up complete.]

[Game architecture access permissions are loading...]

[Dominator's authority confirmed; loading Dominator-level storyline template.]

["Cosmic Starfish: The Ultimate Falsification Chapter," main storyline begins.]

[Dream Core permission verification complete. Stealth mode officially initiated.]

【Link Start——】

The electric sparks traced a path leading to infinity along the depths of consciousness, compressing the entire consciousness into information and projecting it into an indescribable torrent of code.

He fell into the deep sea where light and messages intertwined.

……

……

The next instant, the icy air felt like a knife cutting into your face.

"--ha."

A puff of white breath escaped from his lips, and Xia Xiu opened his eyes to find himself standing atop a vast snow-covered plateau. A biting wind, carrying snowflakes, lashed his cheeks. In the distance stretched endless white peaks, and clouds seemed to flow beneath his feet. The world was filled with a chilling stillness.

The sky was gray and white, as if it had lost its spectrum.

He subconsciously looked up—a semi-transparent system interface suddenly appeared before him, displaying the player name he had just entered:
[Player Name: I'm Just a Passing Angel]

【grade:???】

[Genealogy: Genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven]

[HP Bar: █████████████████████ (HP: ????/???)]

[EVE Particle Bar: ██████████ (EVE: 71%)]

[Domination bar: ████████ (43%)]

【Crown Bar: (Crown Points: 3/7)】

[Skill slots unlocked (configurable cartridges): 6 slots]

[Ultimate Skill Slot: Not Activated]

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes, staring at the obviously incomplete Domination bar and Crown Points, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"...and this is a nerfed version for me."

His voice carried a sense of helplessness, but also a hint of mockery, as if he were having a conversation with the three developers from the Dream God Group from afar.

As he spoke, he looked down at himself.

It still looks the same as before.

A 1:1 scale model, resembling a golden retriever.

Hanging prominently at his waist was a Genealogy Driver that blended technology and sacred style; it was a belt device that emitted a golden halo.

In the system interface, a beam of dark blue light slowly projected out from in front of Xia Xiu. Accompanied by the aggregation of digital particles and the flow of floating light, three cartridges slowly appeared from the void.

They floated in the air, slowly rotating around Xia Xiu. Ancient runes shimmered on the back of each cartridge, while the front was clearly engraved with the sacred totem of the incarnation.
The first cartridge is "Sisyphus"; the design features a perfect figure in purple-gold, resembling a sacred stone sculpture, with a silver band of Möbius strips encircling its shoulders, and vector arrows constantly moving around, releasing a sense of spatial displacement.

The second cartridge, "Vasak," features a background of abyssal mist and a foreground of a purple eye in a shadowy figure. The two star-like eyes exude a deathly stillness, while the inverted triangular skull symbol resembles a mark of the underworld, creating a powerful sense of oppression.

The third cartridge, Metatron, features wings of light particles intertwined with a crown of radiance within a totem. The Light Scribe, clad in divine robes, seems to stand atop all laws, with a pair of swords burning with holy fire crossed and standing upright, exuding supreme majesty.

Xia Xiu raised an eyebrow slightly, glanced at the avatar cartridges, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "Familiar format..."

As he was observing, he heard the familiar voice of the Dream Core.

Sophia's voice carried a hint of urgency: "Your Majesty, the first boss you need to challenge is currently engaged in battle with the player raiding group led by Lupercal. Please proceed to the battlefield immediately."

Xia Xiu nodded slightly, his gaze darkening: "I understand."

……

……

The blizzard howled, the entire snowfield seemingly swallowing all sound and light. Wind blades swept across the mountain ridges, leaving only the shattered remains of mechs and the cooled corpses of players.

Lupercal Abraham knelt in the snowstorm, clad in battle armor—a Horus-style combat suit.

The main color scheme is black and gold, with feathered serpent and sun disk patterns carved on the shoulders; the mask is shaped like an eagle's head, and the feather-like extenders on both sides shimmer with a faint light; several cassette fragments hang from the waist, and the armor on the body is covered with cracks, scorch marks and holes.

Blood dripped from his cracked armor onto the snow, quickly covered by frost. His hands gripped the cassette player tightly, his breathing rapid, his body trembling, yet he did not give up.

"Damn it, how can there be a boss that I can't defeat..."

At the edge of the snowfield, a white figure stood silently, like the only unmoving monument in the eye of a storm.

It was not a living being, but a high-level alien entity, a statue seemingly crafted from a mixture of porcelain-white bone and cold metal. It stood motionless, its arms hanging at its sides, with lingering traces of light and flame floating around it like shadows.

His skin was flawless, his streamlined armor seemed to have been sculpted naturally, and his skeletal spine and shoulder blades revealed pale red energy veins, like magma flowing through his skeleton, gleaming with a slightly cool and dangerous luster.

A rotating, deep red ring appeared on his forehead, slowly turning as if recording the number of deaths and the players' suffering throughout the battlefield.

The face had no nose, no mouth, no ears—only a pair of cold, burning golden-red masks, like a god, or a night watchman in a graveyard.

That gaze swept over everything, devoid of anger, pity, or even consciousness; it was merely the indifferent, cold logic of a program execution entity.

The wind and snow seemed to be repelled by the invisible force field surrounding him, forming a spiraling vacuum zone around him. White flames, like holy fire from hell, quietly coiled around him, burning the snow and the corpses of the players.

Lupercal lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

He had lost count of how many times he had been knocked away.

The "Dominator Mode cartridge," which I was so proud of, had already overheated, its armor was damaged, and the system alarm was constantly blaring in my ears. The driver interface was covered in scorch marks, and even switching modes had become sluggish.

[42% of the core defenses have been damaged.]

[The accessory cardiac system is overheating and is being temporarily cooled down...]

[The spiritual interference module is unstable...]

[Team members' signals...all lost.]

As expected, we lost again...

Lupercal knelt on the snow, clad in the glorious armor bearing the name of Horus. His once radiant and holy form, resembling that of the Sun Eagle Emperor, was now riddled with cracks and scorch marks, with a fist-shaped indentation on his chest that still emitted scorching white smoke.

He looked up, gazing with difficulty towards the end of the snowfield.

There, He still stands quietly, like an immortal statue.

The final boss, codenamed "White King," is listed by the game's official developers as the most dangerous area among the "Ten Forbidden Zones."

At first, Lupercal did not think it was a battle that was "inevitable to be lost".

He is the youngest Dominator player in the entire server, the first genius to awaken Dominator mode, and a top player in terms of operation skills and cartridge resource management.

He selected the strongest twelve-person squad, all of whom possessed the most advanced game cartridges available, and ventured deep into the forbidden zone with the most extreme strategy configuration, all to challenge this nightmare-level boss that was considered impossible to beat in the current version.

As a result... they couldn't even survive the first phase of the boss fight.

That thing simply doesn't belong to the realm that humans can fight against.

He still remembered the moment he first saw that white figure; wherever the figure's aura passed, the snowfield began to burn.

This BOSS's ability not only caused his body to burn, but also infected the space itself with his heat.

The armored tank in the team was hit by a scorching kick at the start of the battle, and its entire armor, along with the player's body, instantly vaporized into a bloody mist.

Any attack that gets close to Him will be pre-evolved with a defensive algorithm. Even if it is a tactical magic that has never appeared before, He can generate an adaptive skin after it is used once, and it will be completely ineffective the next time.

He also remembered that during the battle, a squad member launched a B-level Knight Kick, which was effective at first, but unexpectedly, the opponent became immune to it the next second.

After that, any subsequent B-rank Knight Kick was immediately classified as an invalid skill.

All attempts will be rendered ineffective in a very short time.

His numbers were so outrageous that Lupercal even suspected the planners filled in the data with their feet.

The opponent did not use any weapons, only his bare hands, yet he was able to dismantle everything.

Each punch is accompanied by a shockwave and thermal explosion, filling the air with ear-piercing roars and explosive sounds. When a punch lands, the entire terrain is blasted into a deep crater.

With stats like that, what's the point of players even trying?

No player could withstand three moves from him in a direct confrontation.

The last healer in the team was hit in a straight line by a red lightning bolt while attempting to use a resurrection skill.

The system-reported BOSS skill is named: [Crimson Lightning Beam: Full Release of Ram's Power]

The red energy beam, like a demon's spear, cleaved through the snowfield, piercing a kilometer in length.

After that attack, an energy storm formed, the terrain map was reset, and the system even directly disconnected the map layer connection permission.

This area is temporarily uneditable.

With these stats and mechanics, unless someone cheats, it's impossible to win.