Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1130 Deployment
To avoid the attention of the twelve Olympian gods, the Courtyard Fleet kept its main force docked outside the Crystal Wall System and used the miraculous [Presence-Weakening Element] provided by Xia Xiu to conceal its presence.

The three sons of Abraham, along with the higher-ups of the courtyard, infiltrated the first level of the gray wilderness through a gap in the crystal wall.

Inside the towering confessional, the five sons of Abraham, the inheritors of the narrative authority bearing the glory of Hugh Abraham, gathered for the first time.

They did not engage in grand discussions or perform the so-called brotherly reunion formalities; they simply looked at each other and remained silent for a moment.

Silence marked the first meeting of Abraham's sons at Cambridge.

However, coincidentally, four of Abraham's sons present clearly focused their attention on one of them—Rupercar Abraham.

The son of the first returnee.

Without a word, the other sons of Abraham relinquished their leadership positions to the first son of the returning sage who had once followed Xia Xiu in expelling the cosmic starfish.

The genetic stability within him far surpasses that of other sons of Abraham, and his wolf pack is the most perfect of the four current Court Legions—Wolf Pack, Bloodsworn Legion, Penitent Angels, and Space Wolves.

Wolf pack units generally do not exhibit significant chaotic corrosion defects.

Xia Xiu saw that everyone tacitly agreed to let Lupercar stand in the center position, and he knew that they were acknowledging him as the "big brother" in terms of strength, and tacitly agreed that he was the current war commander of the legion besides his father.

This is good; it establishes a hierarchy based on strength, which will help Abraham's sons maintain a friendly atmosphere of brotherly love and respect!

Meanwhile, John K. Hanks, the second-in-command standing to the side, was watching the group of Abraham's sons with considerable apprehension.

"This is unbelievable," he muttered to himself.

John's gaze couldn't help but wander among each of Abraham's sons, before quickly sweeping over Lupercal.

He knew that the Kingdom of Heaven had placed the Fourth Swordholder in charge of secularization and new core institutions, while simultaneously undertaking new military expansions and reforms.

The Honkai Impact 3rd Bureau and the Mortal Garden are Hugh Abraham's achievements.

The former was alright, as it only monopolized the group with perissodactyly and established eight mobile task forces. The identities and capabilities of these task forces were thoroughly investigated by FBI agents.

The Mole Science Society, the Moon Watchers, and the Assault Hands—these were the first three task forces, each led by a Special Agent codenamed Mole, Moon Rabbit, and Blue Ox.

After that, they formed special task forces directly appointed by their respective top-tier operators: Morning Horse, Dark Serpent, Dragon Hour, and Wolf Haze.

The FBI only recently confirmed the identity of the new Special Agent through various means. The agent told him that the new Special Agent's real name was Henry de Montfort.

This is a lucky individual who, when Hugh Abraham infiltrated Abelio, was casually transformed by him and was later transferred by the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven to the newly established autonomous body of the Abelio plane—the Horizon Initiative.

He leads the Shepherds and Scribes within the organization, and is also responsible for coordinating the wolf pack forces led by the Firstborn in the Horizon Initiative.

However, as Lupercal Abraham later ascended to the position of Overlord, the Dark Wolf was transferred away, as it was impractical to have him continue to oversee the Firstborn Son. Therefore, he was allowed to use the resources of the Books of Documents and the Shepherds to rebuild a mobile task force.

As for the eighth task force, it was naturally the Lionheart Knights established by Lionel. John had been having FBI agents contact the newly crowned Lionheart King, and naturally obtained intelligence from them.

To be honest, apart from the few that have the Overlord in charge, these eight mobile task forces are basically not worth mentioning.

But the Courtyard Legion is a bit outrageous.

Three hundred Imperial Guards is alright, considering their numbers. At most, three hundred Imperial Guards together could kill someone with the fighting strength of Mr. Night.

However, the legions of the Court of the Sons of Abraham were outrageous; each legion commander was a ruler, and each legion was exceptionally fierce.

Currently, there are only four legions, but depending on the situation, two more will be newly established—the legions of Manun and Vulcan—and this may only be the beginning.

If there were twice as many sons of Abraham like this, the Federation would start to feel uneasy.

This also made John realize that things were far beyond his judgment, and the turning point of the Terra war was now in the hands of the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven.

Once secularization is fully implemented, in the future... there may not be anyone who can grasp the rhythm of heaven.

John's expression changed only slightly, without showing even a trace of hostility, but for Xia Xiu, even the slightest fluctuation in his thoughts could be clearly detected.

He glanced at John but didn't say anything more.

For someone of his stature, emotions and intentions are simply logical markers that circulate concretely in space.

The other party's vigilance was merely a matter of instinct, and since both sides still had a common enemy and were still in a period of tactical cooperation, he didn't care much.

Xia Xiu's attention quickly fell on Broly.

The commander of the Imperial Guards stood silently in a corner of the main hall, his gaze icy and unchanging, seemingly waiting for a signal.

"Everyone is here."

Xia Xiu spoke, cutting straight to the point without any unnecessary preamble.

"Next, we can proceed with the first phase of the hunt according to the original plan."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over all of Abraham's sons in the hall, then fixed on Broly:

“I will transfer command of the two task forces you brought—Dragon Dragon and Assault Hands—to the Lionheart Knights.”

He turned his head to look at Lionel standing to one side, his tone steady:
"You will lead these three task forces, along with the Legion of the Angels of Penitence and Fenrir, to assist Broly in completing the first phase of the battle deployment."

Lionel did not hesitate, stepping forward to receive the order with chivalrous courtesy.

Fenrir stood to the side, his gaze shifting slightly, but he remained silent.

Xia Xiu then looked around at the four sons of Abraham again—each of them was a decisive combatant, but they could not be thrown around indiscriminately.

Xia Xiu already had a plan in mind.

Their target is the three heroes of the divine realm, but the real challenge lies in the second and third hunting phases—at that moment, the attention of the twelve Olympian gods will inevitably be focused, the blessing of the throne of the Olympian gods will be fully activated, requiring intervention units of corresponding level of great power, and then they will have to fight them themselves.

The other sons of Abraham need to fight against the servants of the chief god and beings of weak divine power. He also needs to deploy the Court Legion to occupy the second and third layers of the Gray Wilderness, turning the entire area into a war anchor point, and preparing for the arrival of the main battlefield.

These sons of Abraham each possess high-level combat power at the Dominator level. Although they have not yet stepped into the threshold of the Great Power Unit, they all possess a core of power far exceeding that of their peers—the "Power of Constancy" that Xia Xiu personally constructed and deeply embedded in their origins.

This power allows them, even without ascending to the highest position, to briefly invoke localized projections of great spirituality, suppressing the manifestation of the enemy's divinity and even temporarily resisting the suppression of some of the main gods' authority. In the Gray Wilderness, a region of extremely unstable subdimensional phases, they are the heaviest weight on the scales of war.

Xia Xiu surveyed them, his gaze calm and deep, yet containing immense power.

He stood in the main seat, the silver "Lever of Heaven" gently tapping the marble floor, emitting a low hum, as if it were the starting horn of a war.

His voice came from the high platform, carrying an unquestionable coldness and deep calculation:

"The activity patterns of the second and third heroes have been preliminarily identified."

"I will deploy four War Titans as frontline strongholds, and if necessary, the Holy Machine of the Gospel will also descend directly."

“Luppercar.” He turned his gaze to the son of the firstborn.

"You will take Manun and Vulcan with you to build the second-phase hunting echelon and keep an eye on those two heroes."

Without any hesitation, Lupercal nodded in acceptance of the order.

"At that time, if the battlefield is fully expanded..." Xia Xiu continued, "I will authorize the Courtyard Fleet to directly intervene in the operation."

"At the same time, issue an advance agreement—allowing the Legion to begin implementing tactical integration within the Gray Wasteland, reaping the power of the outer regions of the Divine Kingdom, and turning the entire Gray Wasteland into our own combat platform."

The moment those words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze.

Implementing unification means not just a simple hunt, but a full-scale war against all branches of the Old Gods under the control of the Olympian pantheon.

Then, Xia Xiu's gaze turned to the cunning politician John K. Hanks, who sat at the head of the table.

His tone was calm, yet it conveyed a clear sense of warning and pressure:
"This war was a strategic plan first proposed by the Edisi Federation."

"We have deployed high-level units, Titan formations, and Evangelical Machines to prepare for any possible pantheon counterattack."

He paused, then spoke with a sharp, decisive tone:

"If other outer planes attempt to interfere in the war, the Federation should also lend a hand."

The hall was silent.

The second bank manager did not show any dissatisfaction or anger; he merely frowned slightly and then slowly nodded in full view of everyone.

He looked at Xia Xiu, his eyes filled with complex emotions, but his tone was firm:
"nature."

"The federal government has never shirked its responsibilities."

Xia Xiu nodded in satisfaction. "Of course. Then... let's get started."

He then looked at Broly, Tours, and Zhou, gazing at his three old friends.

Now that the sons of Abraham have awakened and returned one by one, the Court Legion is expanding rapidly. However, these three dominant units, who personally set the standards and laid the power lines at the beginning of the Court, have remained firmly in their current positions and have not made any further progress.

He smiled, his tone unusually tinged with a mix of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion) and sarcasm:

“You lot have been at the Overlord level long enough... it’s time to move up.”

"If you don't get promoted soon, the younger generation will leave you all behind."

Xia Xiu turned around and looked at one of them.

“Broly, old buddy, let’s start with you.”

At that moment, the white-robed monk stood in a corner of the main hall. Broly, who was usually so calm and almost wooden, actually had a rare smile in his eyes.

Like an ancient, unmoved boulder, it quietly emerges from the water at this moment.

"Yes."

His eyes slowly closed, and the next moment, a faint layer of crimson steam rose from the surface of his white-robed body. His voice suddenly carried a hint of fanatical laughter:

"Beowulf is starting to get excited."

"That's what the berserker Broly said."

……

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Gray Wilderness, Level 2: Niwa's Remains.

Thick, gray clouds hang low in the sky year-round, slowly undulating like a diseased lung. A perpetual, aimless fog clung to the earth's surface, obscuring the shapes of every fissure and every tree. The fog's particle density was extremely high; even with high-density psionic vision, the visible range could not be extended beyond thirty meters.

The trees were withered, their branches bent like broken spines of corpses, standing silently between cliffs and rocky hills. The ground beneath their feet was covered with fine bone fragments and accumulated battle scars, as if the entire stratum was formed from the forgotten fragments of souls from early wars.

Sound will be swallowed up here.

Whether it's a shout, footsteps, or psionic fluctuations, it's as if you're falling into some kind of thick, dense spatial fold, being repeatedly folded, consumed, and eventually annihilated.

It is speculated that this unique structure prevented the Nivarae from being completely affected during the war of the gods, and as a result, many extremely dangerous predatory creatures were able to reproduce and survive here.

This includes the Infernal Ferocious Wolf with a spiritually severing gland; a troll variant that regenerates rapidly and can tear apart Overmind-class mechs; and a small number of remaining quasar spirits.

But the most crucial thing is not these.

Hercules is hidden deep within the spiritual mist of this place. He is not a true mythological hero, but rather an informational hero personality constructed from the "Hercules archetype" in mythological history, a composite entity fused with fragments of divine structure, and an informational being personally blessed by the chief god Zeus.

His body was over three meters tall, with prominent bones and muscles that resembled the intertwining veins of mountains.

In that heavy, viscous fog, his bare upper body shimmered with pulsed light patterns formed by divine particles. These were material traces of the condensed power of the divine kingdom, constantly generating, flowing, melting, and regenerating on the surface of his skin, forming a perpetual cycle of power.

He was not wearing armor, nor did he need to.

His body itself was an arsenal, and his right hand always held a giant club nearly three meters long, forged from meteorite iron cooled in the Festos furnace, with ancient and mysterious incantations engraved on its surface.

A tattered lion skin was draped diagonally across his waist.

That was no ordinary object, but rather a trophy forged from the soul of the Nemeria Lion he had personally slain, a spoil of war from the first of his twelve trials.

The Twelve Trials are Hercules' most famous feat. Because of this, he possesses twelve fragments of consciousness that exist as backups of different mythological authorities. Even if one identity is completely erased, the other personalities can be reconstructed by divine logic.

This makes him one of the most difficult beings to erase from the second layer of the Gray Wilderness.

He wandered among the mists and cliffs of the second layer of the gray wilderness, Niwa's remains, like a solitary hunter, yet also a silent war overseer; wherever his footsteps went, the mist would temporarily retreat.

Hercules was not banished here because of demotion or betrayal.

On the contrary, he was personally dispatched here by the chief god Zeus as an important guardian of authority and supervisor of information ecology for the Olympian pantheon in the second layer of the Gray Wilderness.

To maintain the continuity of dimensional information in the second layer of the Olympian mythology system, to eliminate abnormal entities that interfere with the propagation of Olympian authority and the stability of divine projection, and to ensure the legitimate dominance and extension strength of the divine kingdom in the multidimensional authority belt.

These are all his missions. To put it simply, he is the executor of the pantheon, the law and fist of Olympus on the second level, and the high-level war agent of the divine kingdom on the mountaintop in maintaining stability across the plane.

Today, Hercules felt uneasy, sensing that something was trying to persecute him.

(End of this chapter)