Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1075 A New Storm Has Arrived!

Faced with Xia Xiu's almost merciless pronouncement, Abelio fell into a deathly silence. Then, the first echo came from Dumasongyin's furious roar.

"You arrogant bastard, you think you can kill us?!"

"Who do you think you're threatening—!!!"

He roared, his mouth filled with vulgar curses, his voice like thunder, like a sea of ​​raging fire.

But just as he raised the fiery Titan pickaxe, preparing to charge again, he caught a glimpse of the Mechanical Saint's half-prosthetic arm slowly rising, hundreds of copper tubes extending and locking simultaneously, and the mechanical crown humming like a whispered pronouncement of divine judgment.

At that moment, Duma Songyin's movements froze.

Faced with the cold, mechanical saint, the dwarf war god cowered in fear.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Belénne True Silver's face was ashen, and her eyes trembled slightly.

Unlike Dumasongyin, she didn't roar and curse. She simply held the Book of Hatred tightly, her knuckles gripping the star iron on the cover. As the mother goddess of the dwarven pantheon, her faith was based not only on marriage and the hearth, but also on the three fundamental principles of the dwarven soul.

Glory, tradition, revenge.

Now, his son died in Abelio, his head severed by the enemy, leaving only a last wisp of anger, which was forged into a relief mark on the Book of Hatred after his death.

This was a disgrace to the dwarves.

Her fingertips trembled, her holy chainmail jingled softly, and every silver tear pattern on her face, caused by the projection of divinity, twisted.

She was truly contemplating whether she should abandon all dwarven rationality and strategy and personally ignite this divine war. Even if she died here, she would have the name of her enemy etched into the dwarven throne.

But at the very moment she hesitated, her divine essence trembled slightly.

A higher will, like embers hidden deep within a furnace, ignited at the very source of her divinity.

[...Berenice.]

That was—the voice of Moradin.

Her husband was the supreme ruler of the dwarven pantheon, the blacksmith of the stars, and the god of crystal wall craftsmen.

[Bring back the fleet; this battle is ill-timed and ill-advised.]

The Fourth Knights of Heaven—the army of Saint Isodo—has reached the southern corridor of the Stargate; the Sixth Knights, the Holy Trinity, has also mobilized its fleet, its target unknown.

[…Even more so, the court has already taken action.]

[Captain of the Abomination Angel, Overseer of the Moon Outpost—Nemo Yegor…is currently lingering outside the Royal Court's crystal walls.]

At that moment, Bellen's eyes widened slightly, the silver light freezing, and she knew what this meant.

The Kingdom of Heaven is strategically deterring the dwarven pantheon. If she dares to wage war against the Kingdom of Heaven's fourth sword-bearer today, then the Kingdom of Heaven's forces lingering in the dwarven royal court will dare to directly intervene in the Evergreen War—even if it triggers a multi-pantheon war, the Kingdom of Heaven will not be afraid.

At that moment, Belonne True Silver closed her eyes, feeling the increasingly heavy burden in her heart.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the pain and humiliation that threatened to consume her, pushing it back to the deepest recesses of her heart. The glory and dignity of the dwarven pantheon had long been trampled into the mud, yet the dwarves were never afraid of enduring humiliation. Enduring hardship and bearing burdens for centuries could transform into a force for revenge.

But she knew she couldn't let herself be consumed by all of this. She couldn't let the dwarves' souls and bloodline power turn into empty anger here, or even make foolish choices.

Bellenni picked up the Book of Hatred again, the silver chain rings trembling slightly in her hand.

As she clasped her hands together, the cover of the Book of Hatred slowly closed, sealing once again the vows and memories etched on its pages.

At this moment, the intense light in her eyes gradually faded, as if the burning anger within her had finally been suppressed.

However, the shock in her heart did not dissipate.

The rage of the dwarven pantheon could not be quelled; a new line of text flashed between the pages, symbolizing their hatred for Hugh Abraham and the Kingdom of Heaven.

Yes, she's going to dedicate a whole page to Xia Xiu's book of hatred!!!

On that yellowed dragon-skin paper, new records gradually appeared.

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Major crimes 78450-78461.

Charges listed: Hugh Abraham
His crimes are as follows:

To cover up the murder of the king—to conceal Lupercal's crime and not bring him to trial by the clan, thus leaving the death of Crangerdine Silverbeard unpunished, violates the laws of justice of heaven and earth.

The sin of trampling on bloodlines—disregarding the bloodline of the dwarven pantheon, and with silent contempt for the glory of the Silverbeard family, causing that glory to be severed.

They destroyed the dignity of the clan chieftain by allowing the dwarven gods to fall on the battlefield without performing even the most basic sacrificial rites, thus disrespecting the souls of the clan's dead.

He humiliated the divine authority—running rampant in the land of Abelio, bringing shame upon the lineage of Moradin, and making the death of the divine offspring a laughingstock among foreign tribes.

Disrupting clan order—interfering in the dwarf nation with foreign powers, intruding into mines and furnaces, destroying traditional order, and shaking the clan's resolve.

Refusing to pay for blood—Faced with the Mother Goddess's demands, they refused to provide the murderer, thus blatantly negating the dwarves' ironclad rule of revenge.

Desecrating Dwarven Laws—Using power to scorn the Book of Hatred, refusing to acknowledge the Dwarven Millennium Laws, and thus desecrating the dignity of the law.

Damaging the sacred oath of the dwarves—refusing to take responsibility for blood debts and rendering the oaths in the Book of Hatred unenforceable—is a second form of murder against the dwarven spirit.

Disrespecting the ancestral spirits of the dwarves—acting arrogantly and refusing to apologize to the dwarves prevents their spirits from finding peace and perpetuates their resentment.

Using the power of the Heavenly Kingdom to oppress weaker races—relying on its astral divine authority, it forced the dwarves to retreat, disgraced the dwarven fleet, and plunged them into a state of injustice.

Tearing apart the bonds of oath—breaking the thousand-year-old mutual aid pact between the Kingdom of Heaven and the Dwarves, destroying the alliance, and splitting the faith between the two races in two.

This will make the dwarves a laughingstock in all realms—once this news gets out, all realms will see the dwarves as a race incapable of revenge, a humiliation deeper than death.

The oath is as follows:

"By the fire of the hearth and by the spirits of our ancestors, if these twelve sins are not avenged, the wrath of the dwarf clan will burn eternally; if the hatred is not avenged, the clan will not be at peace; if the blood is not paid, the soul will not find rest. This oath is engraved in stone and etched into iron, never to be erased."

Status: Pending execution.

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After the Book of Hatred opened to a separate page, the Dwarf Mother Goddess and the Dwarf War God didn't utter any harsh words, nor was it necessary. They had already written Xia Xiu's insults into the Book of Hatred, and they would find an opportunity to make him pay for his crimes in blood in the future.

And so, the two dwarf gods led the dwarf fleet away from Abelio.

Xia Xiu watched the dwarven pantheon's fleet sail away into the distance, and as they departed, the skies over Abelio returned to tranquility.

The air still seemed to echo with the anger and rage, but Xia Xiu's gaze no longer followed the retreating dwarf fleet. He knew that this struggle was far from over.

As the heavy footsteps faded into the distance, Xia Xiu's divine aura gradually subsided, and his once radiant appearance returned to his usual state.

With golden hair and golden eyes, dressed in a black formal suit, his silver cane had returned to its original form, exuding a calm and dignified aura.

At this moment, the Mechanical Saint had already walked up to him, bowed, and then turned and left after a brief conversation, returning to the massive flagship of the courtyard fleet—[Sword of Glory].

Xia Xiu watched his retreating figure in silence, lost in thought. Then he lowered his head and gently adjusted the silver cane in his hand, and a [Möbius strip] appeared beneath his feet.

The next instant, he appeared beside Lupercal, the son of the First Prince.

When the boy saw his father, he said to him:
“Father, what about those dwarves in the future…” Upon hearing this, Xia Xiu’s lips curled up slightly, and he smiled as he gently patted Lupercal’s shoulder:

"A mob, not worth mentioning."

“Let’s go,” Xia Xiu’s tone suddenly softened, “Now follow me back to the courtyard, back to heaven.”

Lupercal paused for a moment, then nodded.

A beam of light unfolded beneath their feet, instantly distorting space as two Möbius strips rapidly formed, enveloping them. With the violent fluctuations of space, the scene before them began to change until they reappeared in another location.

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Sword of Glory - Hall.

Xia Xiu led Lupercal, the son of the First Prince, into the hall of the flagship, the Sword of Glory.

The hall was spacious and solemn, with intricate patterns carved on the surrounding walls, symbolizing the glory and history of the Kingdom of Heaven.

The twinkling lights floated in the air like stars, their soft glow illuminating the surrounding space and creating a sacred yet oppressive atmosphere.

Inside the hall, figures clad in golden power armor flickered intermittently. These were members of the Imperial Guard group personally selected and modified by Xia Xiu, and the entire group appeared both serious and powerful.

Standing deep within the hall, Navigator Silas Sepharon stood with his hands behind his back, quietly observing everything. When he noticed Shashow leading Lupercal into the hall, he slowly stepped forward, gave a respectful bow, and spoke in a deep, solemn voice:
"Your Majesty Abraham, welcome back."

Lupercal gazed curiously at the navigator with the third eye, sensing a power in the other's eyes that resonated with the same frequency as the [Horus Program] he had developed—a power capable of perceiving direction within the etheric chaos.

Xia Xiu smiled and nodded like a kind father, and exchanged a few brief and polite pleasantries with Silas.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind, and a fox-eared boy hopped over, smiling brightly, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Lupercal was taken aback, for he had never seen this unusual-looking man before.

The fox-eared boy hopped closer, speaking in a relaxed tone:
"You must be Abraham's son. Hello, I am the vice-principal of the courtyard, Turs Colbert, and I am also your father's second-in-command!"

The son of the returning prince couldn't help but cast a pleading look at his father. Xia Xiu shrugged, indicating that everything was fine, while Turs smiled nonchalantly and continued:

"You actually possess the rank of a ruler, that's truly remarkable. By your father's standards, your strength is probably enough to take on several Night Lords at once, right? What an extraordinary lad."

Lupercal was taken aback upon hearing this.

It's Mr. Night again. My father seems to have mentioned this person before. What did he do in the past that he keeps being dragged out and whipped?

His understanding of the world was far less than his father's, and he felt somewhat lost in the face of this freakish vice principal.

Seeing that Tulls had begun to relentlessly surround him, Lupercal turned to look at his father with a helpless expression, as if seeking comfort or guidance.

Seeing this, Xia Xiu smiled faintly. He didn't give his son more time to digest Turs's words, but waved his hand gently, indicating that he didn't need to worry too much.

“You go with Turs to complete the legion handover and Abelio’s takeover,” Xia Xiu said. “I need to report to the Heavenly Kingdom’s higher-ups on the dynamics of the myriad worlds and Terra during this period, as well as some new work requirements.”

After he finished speaking, he patted Lupercal on the shoulder again and said, "You go with him to get busy."

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After Xia Xiu returned to his private room, the atmosphere inside gradually quieted down.

The phantom of the Demon King Amonde still floated to the side, lying on the sofa enjoying a moment of tranquility in an almost leisurely manner.

Xia Xiu, however, sat calmly in his large office chair, his head slightly turned to look out the window, his thoughts seemingly no longer confined to what was before him. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke:
"Eden, has there been any emergency recently?"

The end of the Kingdom of Heaven's genealogy has emerged.

【Searching...】

A moment later, a mechanical, cold voice came from the system interface, and an invisible force was deeply analyzing multidimensional data and scanning all activities in the surrounding world.

[A massive divine war erupts in the gray wilderness of the seventeenth outer interface!]

[State of War: Gray Wasteland, also known as Hades, is a battlefield where the sun never sets, and war never ceases; conflicts between almost all forces erupt at this moment.]

[Core Conflict: The extermination war between the Tanaris and the Barths, a racial and ideological conflict between the demons of the abyss and the devils of the nine layers of hell.]

[Battlefield Characteristics: The war has spread across three somber layers. Each layer is permeated with bloodshed and death, littered with the wreckage of war, and hostile forces relentlessly trampling on each other's territory.]

[War Outbreak: Disease, plague, and death are spreading. Yogg-Ross has taken refuge in the arms of the Four Lords of Chaos, thereby controlling the spread of disease and becoming the greatest uninvited guest on the battlefield. Countless souls are permanently annihilated here, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation.]

In addition, this deity also clashed with another deity in what is known as the Persephone conflict.

This conflict was between Demeter and Hades, both vying for control of the agricultural and death realms.

Xia Xiu sat in his chair, his brows slightly furrowed, his gaze still thoughtful.

Hades... the god of the underworld in Terra's original mythology, the most famous living deity, and one of the gods who were banished from their homeland by the Kingdom of Heaven and demoted.

I've heard that one of the twelve financial giants of the Edishi Federation's [Financial Street] possesses a backup of Hades' information...

The Titans, the surviving deities, were expelled from the mainland of the Edisi Federation. Their founding president, who cooperated with the Kingdom of Heaven, contributed significantly to the effort.

If possible, I might consider cooperating with the Edis Federation. They have a blood feud with the Titans and would love for their entire families to die.

Xia Xiu gently rubbed his temples, as if trying to dispel the chaotic thoughts lingering on the edge of his consciousness.

He closed his eyes and asked softly, "...Has there been any change in the Kingdom of Heaven? What actions has the resolution meeting taken recently?"

Eden made no delay, as if it had already prepared this information.

[Updating now—]

A moment later, that familiar electronic female voice echoed in my ears again, its words conveying the calm and solemnity of someone with high authority.

[Recent classified activity records from the highest levels of government have been retrieved.]

[Analysis in progress...]

The following information has been confirmed:

[In the highest decision-making center, the decision-maker and key figure, codenamed 0-08, has issued a priority α black seal summons.]

[Target: Hugh Abraham, the fourth sword-bearer of Heaven]

[Meeting Format: Real-world face-to-face meeting – not remote communication, not a dream world, not a virtual reality]

[The following is an additional explanation:]

The next moment, the image distorted slightly, as if a key had been unlocked.

Immediately, the brief message left by the 0-08 user appeared in the center of the interface, arranged in a very precise font.

[Your ghost report on the Demon Lord's army data has been fully received and analyzed. The resolution now requires you to temporarily cease all military operations abroad and return to Terra with the Demon Lord Amond. We have a new secret mission for you to carry out!]

"A new storm has arrived, how can we stand still..." The King of Wage Slaves sighed to the heavens.