Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1091 The Primordial Ancestor Escapes!

The air deep within the iron cell remained heavy, like the ever-present iron dust falling silently.

The three progenitors of the Mech faction had just awakened from a long slumber and imprisonment. Their machine souls were still recovering from a slow cycle, and the light of their sparks flickered unsteadily. Yet, they all subconsciously turned their gazes toward Xia Xiu, who stood in the center, with a planetary module embedded in his chest and three rings of flowing light behind him.

In their view, the new pope only hesitated for a moment before he began to plan all the steps for the counterattack, escape, war and revival.

However, only Xia Xiu himself knew that in those short half minute, he had exchanged a whole set of vast and treacherous strategic information with Armand on a spiritual level, clarifying the true background of the Ophiuchus Agreement, the underlying logic of Kondratiev's betrayal, and the chaotic shadow behind the Functionalist Committee.

When he came to his senses, the three primordial ancestors thought he was thinking about "how to lead them out of the fray".

Xia Xiu then spoke, his voice steady yet carrying a mechanical echo:

“I can use the planetary module to restart the fire cycle for the three of you, pushing you back from your current threshold to your peak form.”

“My shattered spark… possesses the power to break through limitations. It can rebuild authority for your sparks and restore your original power.”

Upon hearing this, the flames of Terramon and Swayne flickered almost simultaneously, causing the air deep within the iron prison to tremble as if gently pulled by some powerful force.

Xia Xiu continued:
"But your machines are not at their peak."

"The weapon systems, the construct authority, and the global fire control are not yet fully in place. Rushing out rashly will only result in being hunted down by the seven progenitors of the Beast Faction."

The three primordial ancestors remained silent, fully aware of the situation.

Xia Xiu added:

"More importantly, your physiques are too conspicuous."

He looked up at the three steel behemoths, each over fifty meters tall. “Every step you take will drive the Iron Fortress’s sensors crazy. Once we break out, we must immediately go into hiding.”

The light of the fire flickered, clearly indicating that they had never intended to "hide," but they did not object.

"The route must be planned well."

Xia Xiu's gaze was deep. "Tantros is currently in the Antarctic Circle—the Charon region. He is building a makeshift production line there to rescue the miners enslaved by the Beast Faction."

"But we can't go directly to Charon."

"That would immediately draw the fire of the Functionalism Committee."

Xia Xiu said in a deep voice:
“We need some time for you to recover to your peak and for us to consider the liberation of the entire Maxwell society.”

After a moment of silence deep within the iron cell, Jason finally spoke.

His voice carried a deep, resonant quality, like that of an old machine; steady and calm, yet possessing a weight that commanded respect.
“You’re right, Om Messiah.”

"Given our current state, avoiding Charon is essential. Although Tantros is an ally of ours, if the three of us suddenly appear in the Antarctic Circle, it will only expose his underground network."

He slightly moved his massive, chain-bound arm, the metallic scraping sound like a low, thunderous roar:

“Besides Iron Fortress and Charon, Crystal Star II also has eleven provinces around the ring. Among them, the Unbreakable City is the core of our Mind Machine faction and the foundation of our Mind Machine faction.”

"Before the thirteen progenitors merged, that place was the core of our independent existence."

Jason's tone grew increasingly somber, as if he were recounting a truth that had been deliberately buried:
"Actually, when we first arrived at Crystal Star II and discovered the original Beast Faction, we were prepared to use violence to unify the area if we couldn't reach an agreement. So we left behind many defensive cores and armories that were unknown to the Beast Faction."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xiu couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It seems that Maxwell's contradictions have always existed. Both the Beast faction and the Omnic faction have their own triggers."

The Omnic faction isn't as innocent and pure as people imagine. It's just that their own interests are now tied to the Omnic faction, so their stance is naturally on the Omnic faction's side.

Jason then continued speaking:

"And after the Functionalist Committee persecuted us, I think they will do everything in their power to suppress them, deprive them of resources, replace the administrators, and force them to be brainwashed..."

"But the roots we left behind still remain there: the technology of the Omnics, the autonomous system of the Omnics, and the mass base of the Omnics."

Both Terramon and Swayne nodded silently, seemingly fully aware of what it meant for the city not to be breached.

Jason continued:
“That is our first choice, the first banner for us to rebuild the Maxwell order.”

"As long as we get out of the iron cage, as long as the city doesn't fall and they know the Omnics have returned—they'll be all there."

Then, his voice shifted, taking on a tactical calm:
"But to get there, we must first seize the Space Bridge. The Space Bridge was originally created to imitate the Lord's power of travel, attempting to reproduce the God of Machines' ability to transport across the universe and conduct interstellar teleportation."

Jason's mechanical spirit gave a bitter, almost human-like smile, and even his mechanical voice carried a hint of human helplessness:
"However, Crystalline Star II is exposed inside the Etheric subspace, and its structure is unstable, making inter-star teleportation impossible. The space bridge eventually became the core transportation route between the eleven provinces of the ring."

He raised his enormous eyes and looked at Xia Xiu:

"We must first seize the space bridge connecting Iron Fortress to the Unbreakable City, and after leaving Iron Fortress, completely destroy it to cut off the Functionalist Committee's pursuit route."

Xia Xiu listened quietly.

This is the strategic value he wanted, and it's also the path the Mechanics have been waiting for for hundreds of years – everyone gets what they need, a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Now is the time to take action!

The next instant, Xia Xiu raised his hand and gently grasped the void, a muffled "hum" sound seemed to come from another world.

In an instant, the air in the iron cage trembled under the pressure of a force that was both chilling and sacred.

Golden flames ignited from the void, gathering, extending, and condensing into a massive blade. The flames flowed along the blade like liquid gold, as if the sun had drawn its skeleton from metal.

[Abelio's Sword] - Descends!

It perfectly matched the proportions of Xia Xiu's massive mechanical body on his heavy-duty truck, as if it were a divine weapon born to belong to this body.

The blade is broad and thick, with patterns that flow like light within it; ancient runes are engraved on the spine, each stroke as if carved into a real support; the tip of the sword burns with golden spiritual energy powerful enough to cleave space itself.

The three founders of the Mechanized Faction trembled simultaneously at that moment.

Their flames flickered violently, as if they were facing divine power from the Lord's Age, a true divine artifact left behind by the God of Myriad Machines.

Telamon whispered:

"...This power...surpasses the level of the Primordial Ancestor."

Swayne gasped, his breath coming in a metallic gasp.
"This sword... can cut through a city."

Jason even forgot that he was still bound by chains, his eyes fixed on the great golden sword:

"It possesses the same basic module board as the Ophiuchus protocol..."

Xia Xiu did not answer.

He simply gripped the sword hilt, a flash of blue light appearing in his mechanical eyes.

next moment--

boom! ! !
The golden flames drew a huge arc, as if tearing the darkness apart with a knife.

The ground of the iron prison was ripped up by the sword's edge, and the chains binding the three primordial ancestors were all decomposed into light dust in the same second.

From an external perspective, it didn't appear as if the sword shattered the chains; rather, it seemed as if the chains themselves yielded, unable to withstand the sharp, tangible cut.

A loud alarm suddenly blared inside the iron cell, and a red light flashed, as if stabbing one's blood vessels.

In the distance—Cerberus, immersed in a chaotic dream, suddenly awoke.

The three dog heads simultaneously rose, their mechanical pupils surging with iridescent flames of chaos, and they roared in unison:
"—Intruder!!!"

The entire seventh basement level shook.

A massive metallic footstep, accompanied by an earth-shaking rhythm, rushed toward them.

But Xia Xiu had already begun to act. The planetary module on his chest seemed to be fully lit up, its hexahedral structure rotating and emitting a deafening energy resonance.

At the same time, the shattered flames within his body ignited. Data flames erupted from his body, like divine flames forming blue cubes, landing on the cores of the three primordial ancestors' flames.

boom! ! boom! ! boom! !

A dazzling blue light erupted simultaneously from the chests of the three primordial beings, as if their flames had been recalibrated, reignited, and reawakened.

Behind Xia Xiu, three mechanical metal crowns spun wildly, like overloaded ring engines, with the heat sinks emitting a continuous hissing sound.

Two storms seemed to appear within the iron cage: one golden, from the divine strike of the Sword of Abelio; the other blue, from the revitalizing energy generated by the interaction between the planetary module and the shattered spark.

[Systematic Template - Spark Rekindling Sequence]

[Broken Flame Seed: Linked to the Central Hubs of the Three Primordial Flame Seeds]

[Status: Rebooting Core Consciousness/Repairing Spark Cracks/Increasing Spark Threshold]

[Planet Module: Activate Energy Supply Pipeline - Layer III]

Output efficiency increased to 230% (remaining stable)

[Target: Recovery rate of the three primordial flames → 82%, 79%, 81%]

[System Function: Sealed State → Restart]

The massive chests of the three primordial ancestors were illuminated by a blue light, the long-lost sound of the flames operating at full speed.

Terramon raised his heavy head, a long-dormant rage igniting in his mechanical pupils:

"...I've recovered."

Swayne clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking with a thunderous metallic sound:
"It feels...like returning to the battlefield."

Jason took a deep breath of the chilling aura of data, his body awakening like a mountain of steel:
"Om Messiah, you have truly come to bring us back to the light of day."

At this moment, the dungeon door was smashed open by Cerberus in a fit of rage. Three mechanical dog heads spewed chaotic, corrosive light, and the towering steel body filled the entire passage, like a fortress from the abyss.

However, what erupted even faster was the furious flames of the three Omnic Progenitors, whose fires had been reignited.

Almost the instant they saw the dog, the three primordial beings trembled simultaneously, and the rage of their machine souls exploded in their chests like a metallic storm.

"You stinky dog, we've put up with you for far too long!!!"

Before the roar subsided, the ground had already begun to collapse.

boom--! !

Terramon charged out first, his mechanical spine arching like a mountain ridge, his limbs like those of a giant warrior clad in armor, each step shattering the ground structure.

He swung his fist, which was like a giant steel hammer, a fist transformed by the Mechanics based on the Seventy-Two Laws of Mechanics.

At that moment, his fist slammed hard into the left side of Cerberus's head.

"Boom!!!"

The sound wasn't like metal clashing; it was more like half of the dungeon had been torn down.

The dog's left head was twisted by the punch, and iridescent chaotic metal flowed down from the edge, dripping onto the ground and corroding black holes one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Swayne pounced from the flank, his appearance like a heavily armored behemoth, the twin propellers on his shoulder armor spraying wildly, propelling his massive body like a cannonball to crash into the other side of Cerberus.

boom--! !

Cerberus was rammed five meters to the side, its massive body smashing through the metal wall and sending sparks flying.

Swayne used the seventy-two mechanical transformations to create two pincer-like giant arms that gripped its shoulder joints tightly, pressing its body against the ground with such force that the steel plates on the ground collapsed inch by inch.

At the same time, Jason's figure emerged from the shadows like a true Titan.

Compared to the ferocity of the other two, his movements appeared calm yet contained unfathomable explosive power.

His conjured hand grabbed the central brain dog head of Cerberus, its five metal knuckles embedding into the metal skin like giant hooks from the deep sea, and pulled it back forcefully.

"Snap!!!"

The chaotic support in his neck was snapped open and shattered.

Cerberus roared three times in agony, its three intertwined howls echoing like thunder throughout the entire seventh basement level. It struggled frantically, its metal tendons bulging, almost hurling the three Primordial Ancestors off the ground.

But today is not the day it runs rampant.

Three fifty-meter-tall steel giants—after the flame was fully restored, they enveloped it like three moving statues of war gods.

Telamon raised his thick arm and pounded Cerberus's chest and abdomen with a series of punches, like beating a war drum.

Swayne's pincers continuously cut and tore at the chaotic metal, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Jason precisely locked Cerberus's monstrous head in place, pinning it firmly to the ground—as if demanding atonement for centuries of tyranny.

The ground began to collapse, the supporting pillars were bent, and sparks fell from the ceiling like a meteor shower.

The facilities on the seventh basement level went completely out of control during this melee between the behemoths. Alarms blared and explosions occurred one after another, the light walls flickered and disappeared, and it became impossible to distinguish friend from foe.

Cerberus fought back fiercely, its three dog heads simultaneously spewing out chaotic, iridescent steam. The steam, upon touching the ground, immediately turned the metal into a strange liquid.

But when faced with the combined attack of the three primordial beings, it didn't even have room to stand up.

It can be said that now;
Dogs are climbing over the wall on the seventh basement level, and the three primordial ancestors are furious.

The punches of Terramon were like the beating of war drums, and the pincers of Swayne were like dismantling steel beams.

Jason grasped the head of the brain, and the three heads of the Cech's Ear roared in unison.

Jason raised his head and looked at Xia Xiu, who was standing to the side with a triple crown hanging behind him and a golden greatsword in his hand.

"Pope...it's your turn."

That was not a simple reminder, but the first time the progenitor of the Omnic faction had invited the new Overlord to join forces to eliminate the enemy.

This is a sincere invitation to kick a dog when it's down.

Xia Xiu certainly wouldn't refuse.

He stomped heavily, instantly denting the alloy floor into a palm print; he leaped with all his might, the eight-meter-tall machine soaring into the air like a cannonball, startling the three-headed hellhound that had been suppressed and unable to move by the three progenitors.

Cerberus: The three mechanical giants were pinned to the ground.

Terramon held down the left head, Swayne used his auxiliary arm to firmly clamp down on the right head, and Jason used the strength of a Titan to forcefully choke the central neck bone.

Xia Xiu somersaulted in the air, and the [Sword of Abelio] slashed out a dazzling golden-blue arc of light.

boom--!
The moment the sword fell, it seemed to split the air in two, and even reality seemed to be torn open with a narrow slit.

The greatsword cleaved precisely and cruelly into the base of the mechanical beast head at the center of Cerberus.

Metal exploded, sparks wailed, and black engine oil gushed out like a high-pressure fountain.

"Roar—whoosh—crack, crack—!!!"

The huge dog head that had been severed fell to the ground with a thud, and was as tall as a one-story building.

But the head was not lifeless; its eye sockets flashed with a purplish-black, noisy light, and the broken gears in its mouth twitched incessantly, as if trying to bite into the air or uttering a silent curse.

The optical lens, as if out of focus, contracted at full force, continuing to stare intently at Xia Xiu, vibrating its broken vocal cord module and emitting a roar that made the iron walls of the cell tremble:
"——▇▇▇!!!——Click——Click click click——!!!"

The black oil sprayed onto the ground immediately produced a sharp, corrosive sound, like acid dripping onto a steel plate.