Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1090 Cause and Effect
On the other side of the darkness, two heavy and solemn beams of light lit up almost simultaneously.

Xia Xiu looked up, and the scanning frames on his retina popped up layer by layer. He finally saw the two Titans that had been silently revived.

Telamon - The Walking Fortress on the Iron Fortress

The first resurrected Titan resembled a castle placed on the back of a giant god.

Layers of spires and fortress-like platforms are stacked on its shoulders, golden edges are engraved with ancient mechanical inscriptions, and the heavy structure exudes a religious solemnity, as if it were an extension of the temple of the god of machines, or a steel altar that could turn into a firestorm at any time.

Its two arms, one side is a multi-barreled rotating heavy cannon, and the other side is an energy giant cannon shaped like a light casting furnace, every inch of its structure is filled with a heart-palpitating oppressive force.

As its optical window slowly lit up, the entire dungeon seemed to shrink.

"……call."

It let out its first mechanical breath after restarting, a deep, resonant sound like a furnace opening its valve.

"Old friend, I'm back."

This is Telamon.

Terramon—a walking fortress atop an iron fortress, a super Titan combining firepower, fortification, and tactical command.

The second resurrected being slowly rose from the shadows.

It is taller and older than Terramon, and its entire body looks like it is pieced together from golden-blue heavy armor that has been sanctified by time; the huge coat of arms of the Titan family is on its chest, and the towers and optical windows on its shoulder armor intertwine to form a majestic throne, while its legs are like stone pillars of an ancient temple, engraved with countless war histories and the traces of rebellious flames.

The moment Xia Xiu saw it, he could feel an almost oppressive nobility and calmness, a royal aura that only the Titans of ancient times possessed.

It slowly opened its eyes, and a faint blue-gold light appeared, like lightning piercing through thick clouds.

"...Jason? We...we successfully escaped the seal?"

His voice was deep, yet he maintained an unwavering composure.

This is Sveinn.

Swayne – the guardian of the ancient royal gilded iron palace.

The three Titan flames lit up simultaneously at that moment.

The light illuminated all the spaces on the seventh basement level that had been swallowed by shadows, causing the chains, iron cages, metal scraps, and even the dust in the air to ripple in the light.

Jason's newly restored optical windows flickered slightly, while Telamon's heavy armored breastplate periodically flashed on and off; his brain module rebooting progressed as slowly as a stuck gear. He raised his fortress-like head, and the first words after the voice module rebooted trembled with a metallic, dry tone:
"Jason...why did you awaken us without permission?"

He paused for a moment, as if processing a large chunk of compressed data.

“We… must remain dormant to minimize the loss of the spark. You know perfectly well… as long as the three of us are not completely extinguished, the Beastmen cannot replicate our CNA, nor can they extract more primordial technology from us… The reason they haven’t killed us… is precisely because if we die, the spark will flow back and be reborn in Crystal Star II in another form. Sealing us is the only way to suppress us.”

His voice gradually became clearer, but still carried the sluggishness of someone just waking up: "...Awakening us now...will accelerate the depletion of the fire seed, you are..."

Jason did not rush to answer.

But while Terramon was asking the question, Swayne on the other side had already quickly completed the data reboot.

He was always calm, and his seventy-two mechanical arts were far more advanced than those of Telamon, so his own restart speed was naturally superior to Telamon's; his optical device instantly jumped from dim to sharp, sweeping across Jason and then towards Xia Xiu.

In just a moment, he detected the hexahedral module embedded in Xia Xiu's chest, a fire seed vibration frequency that could not be disguised, confused, or imitated.

Swayne said in a deep voice, "...Tantros...has finally found a remarkable ally."

He stared at Xia Xiu again, as if confirming a possibility suppressed for hundreds of years: "Within your body... there's a planetary module. You're not one of our generation's Iron Men. What exactly... is your identity?"

Under the watchful eyes of the three Primordial Ancestors, Xia Xiu slowly released the optical suppression, revealing his power.

Chi-

It's like the air being torn apart by metal.

Three metallic rays of light appeared behind him, like three sacred halos suspended in the atmosphere.

That was the [Mechanical Triple Crown] he rendered with the triple resonance of Crown Information, [Broken Spark] and Planet Module.

The metallic light spread out in a ring, casting a holy yet cold glow within the dark dungeon.

Then, he raised his right hand, and azure data flames ignited at his fingertips.

Terramon's heavy cannon arm immediately lost its balance and crashed to the ground with a loud "bang"; Swayne also experienced a rare mental shock, and his optical window suddenly contracted.

The two Titans almost simultaneously gasped, "This...this is...the Lord's Flame..."

"Who...are you?"

Xia Xiu withdrew his hand, and the data flames immediately extinguished, but the triple crown remained suspended in the air. He raised his chin, adopting the posture of a ruler, and slowly spoke before the three Primordial Ancestors:
"My name is Ohm Messiah, the new Pope of the Marxist Church."

“I have come here, naturally to liberate you, and at the same time, to restore Maxwell society to its true order.”

The air on the seventh basement level was still stifling, but the flames of the three primordial ancestors flickered in the darkness, no longer the deathly gloom of before, but showing signs of reigniting.

Xia Xiu raised his hand and placed it on his chest, his fingertips gently touching the hexahedral planet module embedded within it. Pale golden light flowed from his palm, outlining intricate energy patterns on the surface of his breastplate.

"As long as I have this, I can lead you to escape from this place."

He looked up at the three Titans, his voice steady yet carrying an undeniable confidence.

“I can use this planetary module to provide the three of you with a stable energy supply, so that you no longer have to rely on self-sacrifice to prolong your lives.”

The planet module vibrated, and a faint low-frequency resonance could be heard coming from the direction of the Dyson sphere.

"And my spark—"

Xia Xiu gently opened his left hand, and azure data flames rose from his palm, reflecting a deep blue light onto the optical windows of the three Titans.

“I can use it to create an opening in your seed structure, allowing you to break through the current safety threshold and rekindle the suppressed primordial authority.”

His gaze slowly swept over the three Titans: Jason, Terramon, and Swayne: "Powered by the planetary module, plus my shattered spark, and the three of you with your mechs and primordial authority—we will not just barely escape, but will face the Beast faction's blockade head-on, break out of the Pentagon, and let the entire Ironforge... and even the entire Crystal Star II hear: The Omnics have returned."

As soon as the words were spoken, the flames of the three Titans flickered violently almost simultaneously.

The chains rattled violently, and some metallic dust fell from the top of the iron cage.

It was a long-lost excitement, a kind of ecstatic joy after being suppressed for many years, suddenly hearing "we can still launch a counterattack".

However, Xia Xiu did not take advantage of the situation to further escalate the topic of 'fighting his way out'. He simply raised his hand to suppress the agitation in the air, allowing the three primordial ancestors' flames to subside slightly, and then directly steered the conversation toward his true purpose.

"Before that, there's something else I need to get out of you."

Xia Xiu extinguished the data flames in his palm and turned his gaze back to Jason. "Tantros told me that you were the one who contacted the outsiders back then."

He paused, then asked directly about the two names:
"Benjamin Kondrati, and his study of the Ophiuchus Protocol."

Jason's flames visibly flared, as if suddenly injected with high-pressure fuel, causing the entire Titan to tilt slightly forward, and the chains to be pulled so hard they made a screeching sound.

"he--"

The emotions that burst forth from the machine soul in that instant were almost palpable to Xia Xiu without him having to read them—it wasn't just simple anger, but the kind of hatred that comes from being deceived and having one's trust, which had been staked on everything, backfired, enough to make even an iron man want to grind his teeth to pieces.

"He is the culprit behind all of this!!!"

Jason's roar echoed through the dungeon, as if even the surrounding iron walls trembled slightly.

After a long while, he finally suppressed his almost out-of-control anger. The flames gradually subsided, returning to a level where normal communication was possible.

"...Benjamin Kondrati".

He pronounced the name slowly and deliberately.

"Like you, he is also a life form from the blue planet that the Lord once shattered."

Jason's voice turned cold, yet remained unusually clear:

"He initially came to Crystal Star II as a guardian of cosmic civilization. He claimed that during his travels through the stars, he discovered that Crystal Star II was a planet with extremely high potential and was willing to provide us with technological assistance."

"In the face of a three-way standoff, he demonstrated to the Mechanical Temple an advanced technology that could instantly repair damaged cities and increase energy efficiency several times over—a technology that, at the time, seemed as impeccable as the planetary module you have in your hand now."

"He used these things to quickly gain the trust of both factions."

Jason paused, and for a moment the light in his mechanical eye sockets seemed about to spiral out of control again, but he forcefully suppressed it:

"It was under these circumstances that we began our cooperation. Under the guise of mutual benefit, he provided a portion of technology called Black Box Technology, while we in turn opened up some of the organ structures left behind by the Machine God and the STC module left by the Machine God."

"Ultimately, under this collaborative model, we created the Ophiuchus Protocol together."

"The agreement between the Temple of Mechanics and Kondratiev was something our progenitors thought would be the spark that ignites the future; especially the technology called the World Bubble Framework, which gave us a glimpse of the Lord's former authority, leading us to believe that perhaps we could raise the upper limit of our own spark by another order of magnitude."

He paused, and a faint churning emanated from the depths of the embers.

"As you've seen, that's the result."

Jason's voice echoed deep within the iron bars:

"That guy... tampered with the Ophiuchus Protocol. We originally thought that the core architecture we were jointly developing had been cross-validated countless times, but we later discovered that he left a backdoor at the bottom layer of the protocol that even Ekadna couldn't detect... When he came to Crystallite for the second time, he bypassed our Omnic faction and secretly contacted those guys from the Beast faction. After that—things started rolling in an irreversible direction."

Xia Xiu's eyes flickered slightly when he heard the words "back door".

Just then, a slight disturbance rippled in the air beside him, and a phantom of Amund, visible only to him, silently appeared, like an illusion refracted from a mirror. He didn't look up, but spoke to Amund using extremely subtle mental waves compressed from his spiritual essence; his voice echoed only between the two of them:

"The backdoor of the Ophiuchus Protocol...you were the one who actually planted it, weren't you? No matter how capable Kondrati is, he couldn't possibly leave something like this under the noses of the thirteen progenitors without anyone noticing."

Amund paused for half a second, then raised his hand and patted his forehead, as if he had finally remembered his genius.

"I'm just a data ghost now. I've lost many memories. These jumbled memories won't be preserved by Eden or the Ethics Committee; they'll only leave a mark. But I know all too well what I'm going to do..."

His illusory figure raised his hand, gesturing as if to scoop up a wisp of non-existent smoke:

"Given my personality back then? Ha... I would have done it if I had just seen cracks in the social structure of Marksway."

He paused, his tone carrying a chilling, almost elegant, logical ruthlessness that even Xia Xiu had to admit:

“I will authorize Eden to leave a backdoor in the Maxwell lineage. Once the entire Ophiuchus Project is completed, I will discard him after he has served his purpose.”

A dangerous smile curled at the corner of Armand's mouth:

"The first step is to make Eden replace Echidna and become the Iron Men, the new supreme think tank of the Maxwell lineage."

"The second step is to gradually control Marksway's political structure, from advisors to arbitration to decision-making."

"The third step is to tamper with historical records and portray the Kingdom of Heaven as their creator."

"The fourth step is to take control of the thirteen progenitors and turn them into war machines for the Kingdom of Heaven."

He raised his eyebrows slightly:
“Even if I can’t control all the original ancestors, I will create divisions, support one faction, and purge the other, so that the entire Maxwell society will naturally tilt toward the Kingdom of Heaven in the internal struggle.”

Hearing this, Xia Xiu couldn't help but give Amund a speechless look.

Old man, you're quite smug. Someone like you is indeed the kind of chosen one that [Xin Liezhi] would like. No wonder your subordinate Kondraki would defect to Chaos. With a boss like you who is pure and black-hearted, Kondraki's heart is not necessarily any white either.

Xia Xiu can only say that he truly deserves the title of Demon King; his inner self is black, pitch black, charred black, the kind of black coated with a layer of abyssal gray.

As for old bastards like Armand, there were still twelve in the Kingdom of Heaven at that time.

Thinking of this, Xia Xiu continued to respond in a low voice using mental waves:
"Now we can roughly deduce the cause and effect. Later, the Ophiuchus Agreement was attacked by the Fifth Church, and Terra experienced a series of changes at that time. Kondraki betrayed them, and you died at that time. This series of accidents piled up and caused the original plan to collapse."

Upon hearing this, Amund scoffed.
"Yes, so naturally... Kondrati fled to Crystal Star II to escape being hunted down... and then, he picked up the plan that I didn't have time to implement."

A sinister glint flashed deep within the phantom's eyes:
"However, what he brought with him was... the corruption of Xin Liezhi. That troublemaker probably saw my masterpiece and wanted to get involved too."

"It seems I really made a big mistake back then—I didn't expect that Dr. Gear would fail to kill Condraghi and let this kid get away with it."