Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1134 Everyone here is an Olympian cripple!

On the banks of the River Styx, gray fog rolled in; the war had not yet begun, yet it already weighed heavily on the heavens and earth.

Lupercal took the lead, and the shadow of Horus took flight, its golden and silver radiance sweeping wildly from within its wings like the wheel of time, tearing apart the divine barrier in the air.

Manun's [Setrans] mech has been fully synchronized, its back wings have unfolded, the virtual gravity module has locked onto the target, the solar furnace in the main unit ring shines like starlight, and the kinetic energy conversion rate has soared.

Meanwhile, Vulcan stepped forward with a thunderous roar, his iron-fire scorching the ground, his blazing fist rising like a volcano, steady and determined, ready to crush the enemy ranks.

Ahead—in Achilles' eyes burned fury, a divine thunder that would not tolerate any infringement upon the dignity of Olympus.

He was clad in golden scale armor, spear in hand, shield as solid as a mountain, and with one foot shattering the banks of the River Styx, he roared to the heavens:

"You lowly scoundrel, how dare you lay a hand on us, the sons of Olympus?!"

"Do you know—I, Achilles, am the one who broke the walls of Thebes, the one whose armies' might halted!"

"My wrath caused rivers of blood to flow in Troy for three days and nights! How dare you point spears at me?!"

His voice was like thunder piercing the sky, its roar shaking the surface of the River Styx; the wrath of divine blood permeated the universe. This was the power of Achilles—the majesty of the gods.

The red aura instantly covered an area of ​​ten kilometers. The terrifying intimidation caused the FBI agents lurking nearby to faint, and even the red-light room where they were hiding felt their legs go weak and they couldn't stand up for a moment.

"Such a fierce aura! This guy's imposing presence rivals the information shock of the Crowned One," the Contract Master couldn't help but remark.

At this moment, the three people facing the divine majesty stopped in their tracks. Although they were not intimidated by the divine majesty, they were still inevitably shaken.

After all, they were facing the legendary hero Achilles.

Hector's spear pointed directly at Vulcan, fire and ash mingled, and the glory of the guardian of the city, the loyal warrior, was rekindled like a flickering candle.

The next moment, the battlefield collapsed, and Vulcan was knocked away. He then quickly regained his footing in the air and prepared to launch another charge.

Horus and Achilles' divine light collided in the air, their blazing iron fists met Hector's shield, forged with utmost loyalty. Meanwhile, Setrans activated its tactical switching system, using a high-vibration slash to flash into the sky and fight the son of the god.

But before the outcome could be truly determined, the River Styx suddenly surged violently.

A sound like a tsunami crashing back came from the depths of the earth. Then, the realm of the [Kingdom of the Dead], built of dark marble, suddenly expanded like a heartbeat.

Within the gray fog, ancient divine veins immediately emerged.

Three figures slowly rose up, draped in the emblems of the Olympian pantheon. They were ancient heroes sealed away in the Olympian arsenal, narrative legacies forcibly awakened when the current fighting strength was insufficient.

They are Cadmus, the Phoenician prince and brother of Europa, who founded Thebes in search of his missing sister, following an oracle.

He is the legendary progenitor mage and hero who transformed dragon teeth into an army. In mythology, he is one of the earliest heroes to establish civilization and the first extraordinary human to be directly transformed into a serpent god by the gods. His bloodline contains a different kind of divinity that has been modified by the gods.

His weapon is the Dragon Fang Spear, which can summon temporary soul armies from the ground.

Perseus, son of Zeus and Danaë, was a god-slaying hero who used the mirror shield given to him by Athena to kill the Gorgon Medusa.

Wielding a hooked blade from the underworld, carrying a divine shield that can refract light, and wearing the helmet of Hades, he can conceal his presence on the battlefield. He is one of the most efficient heroes in decapitating divine entities, representing a narrative power of precision strikes and defying fate.

Belerophon, riding the divine steed Pegasus, defeated monsters such as the Chimera and the Amazon Queen, and was hailed as the mortal closest to the Olympian gods. In the end, he was struck down by lightning while attempting to climb Mount Olympus.

He symbolizes the rise and destruction of desire, and once broke through the demigod's stronghold alone. His weapon is the double-edged musket, Alesha.

【Cadmus】, 【Perseus】, 【Bellerophon】—the three first-generation heroes of Olympus had just arrived, and before their authority information had been fully loaded, the entire 【Kingdom of the Dead】 was once again shaken.

Immediately following, the crystal wall above the River Styx was completely pierced by four beams of light.

boom--!
The air twists, gravity reverses.
Four Titan-class War God units from the courtyard, like four steel mountains from a high-dimensional war, crashed down.

First and foremost was the Titan Jason, which burst forth from the portal like a roaring mountain!

The mechanical body, over fifty meters long, vibrated with a powerful energy, roaring and howling on the battlefield like a mad dog long confined in a cage.

"Take this! A Disintegrating Shockwave Spear!!!"

"My heavy artillery has been itching to fire for a long time. If I don't blow up this wretched city gate today, I'm not Jason!"

Jason activated at full power, with all six sets of disintegration thrusters on his back simultaneously propelling his massive, thousands-ton machine toward the confluence of the River Styx and the Kingdom of the Dead.

Behind him, the other three Titans had also completed their dimensional descent.

[Morning Star] Hundreds of rift photon spears were fired in unison, piercing straight at [Perseus]; [Azrigon]'s chest erupted with energy, its main cannon aimed at [Bellerophon], unleashing a destructive logic as powerful as lightning; [Vistane] slowly advanced, its exoskeleton armor vibrating at high frequency, as countless cannons attacked [Cadmus].

Four Titans descended, their pressure overwhelming.

The River Styx seemed to be torn apart, its surface surging back tens of meters high. In an instant, the edge of the divine barrier of the [Kingdom of the Dead] was violently disturbed, and even the narrative projections of the three first-generation heroes began to become unstable.

The next moment, the sky above the entire realm of the dead suddenly turned pitch black.

A backward-flowing, double image slowly rises from the center of the River Styx, the power of death flowing in the depths.

The true master of the Kingdom of the Dead has finally appeared.

Hades – one of the twelve Olympian gods, and the ruler of the underworld.

He was clad in a black and gold battle robe, his body as sculpted and slender as a statue, his face pale, his eye sockets dark, and his eyes like torches in the eternal night.

Above his head, a jet-black divine crown slowly rotated, projecting a deathly order power that could even freeze timelines in its non-material state.

He slowly stepped out of the River Styx, each step turning the ground white with bones, and even time seemed to slow down with his footprints.

He is the only one of the twelve Olympian gods who does not reside in the Pantheon on Olympus. Now he has come in person to stop the Kingdom of Heaven's execution plan and to suppress the threat posed by the four Titan units.

Meanwhile, Broly, Tulls, One Week, Fenrir, and Lionel had already been teleported here via Xia Xiu's [Möbius strip], and they quickly joined the battle.

The five then summoned their avatars and joined the battle.

The current situation is;
The first generation of heroes trio vs. Rupercal, Manun, Vulcan, Fenrir, and Lionel.

Achilles and Hector vs. Broly, Tours, One Week.

Hades vs. Four War Titans.

"Hades, you dead, skinny, bastard! I've been waiting for you for ages!"

"Come on! I'll take off your black crown and use it as a fucking coaster—"

With Jason's trash talk as the opening act, three battlefields erupted simultaneously!
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Mount Olympus, the summit of the gods. A sea of ​​clouds, white and majestic, surrounds the sacred mountain that has stood above the order of the world since ancient times.

The towering palaces, like stars fallen to earth, are scattered between the mountain ridge and the sky. The pure white marble arches and the golden temple domes reflect each other, and the ground is inlaid with golden patterns like a star map. Every step you take seems to trigger an echo of time and space.

A faint rumble of thunder reached my ears; it was not a natural storm, but the wrath of the gods imprisoned here, silently roaming the dome, ready to unleash judgment and curses at any moment.

Xia Xiu stood atop the sacred mountain, a silver staff resting quietly in his palm. The [Lever of Heaven], symbolizing harmony and measurement, seemed to have already assessed these gods and was just waiting to deliver its judgment.

Beside him, John K. Hanks, the second president of the Edison Federal Savings Bank, stood with a stern expression, holding a book that resembled an account book, gazing at the eleven avatars of the Olympian gods before him.

Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Apollo, Artemis, Athena, Ares, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Hermes.

Zeus; wearing a crown of thunder, with golden hair flowing like a waterfall, and his pupils pulsating with lightning that was a mixture of anger and arrogance.

His divine robe, adorned with star patterns, was never stained with dust. He slightly raised the [Lightning Fire] in his hand, causing the sky to crackle with lightning and even the entire mountain range to tremble.

Hera; standing close to Zeus, her expression cold and stern, the queen's majesty written in every brow and eye, she held a scepter, her eyes reflecting the figure of Shattrath, those eyes filled with hatred for the angels of heaven—she herself had been torn apart by five angels of heaven in the past.

Poseidon; clad in azure armor, wielding a trident, his form like a mountain, the sound of waves crashing against the shore faintly echoing beneath his feet, his rage hidden in the churning depths of the sea.

Demeter; he was expressionless, the god who ruled over harvests and seasons silently watching the two before him, only twirling a frost-frozen ear of wheat between his fingertips—a symbol of the decaying reality of the divine kingdom.

Apollo; radiant with light, his long golden hair burning like divine flames in the light, his eyes like two blazing suns, the depths of his pupils reflecting countless prayers inscribed by humanity with worship and fear.

He did not speak, but simply drew back the golden bow in his hand, with a luminous arrow formed from a divine oracle nocked on the string.

Artemis; he stands to the side of his brother Apollo, his silver robes fluttering, behind him an illusion woven from forests, wild beasts and moonlight.

Her expression was indifferent, like the bright moon hanging motionless in the silent night sky, coldly observing the intruders from the outside world.

Athena slowly raised her hand, her helmet lowered to cover most of her face, revealing only her wise and indifferent gray-blue eyes.

Medusa's reflection appeared on her shield, the serpent-wrapped monster poised to unleash an eternal petrification spell upon Xia Xiu.

Ares gripped his crimson spear tightly, silent, only releasing the ferocity of war with each breath, every thought burning with the extreme urge to tear his enemy to pieces.

Hephaestus; his short, stocky body was like a volcanic anvil, his hammer suspended in the air, and in his palm floated an extremely complex projection of Olympian weapons—god-level weapons that had been sealed away for a long time were awakening in anger.

Aphrodite; she smiled gently, her golden hair flowing like a waterfall, her face breathtakingly beautiful. She was the only god with a smile on her face, but that smile concealed the deepest disgust, as if she were mocking the two mortals' overestimation of their abilities with her power of lust.

Hermes; the sixth one stood at the very back, his arms crossed over his chest, his lower half of his body appearing as if he might vanish into the wind at any moment. He was a messenger, a thief, a traveler... and also a symbol of information and deception.

His face was grim as he secretly manipulated Olympus's information network, attempting to influence the battle in the gray wilderness below.

The eleven deities all had eyes like swords and were filled with raging anger.

The Kingdom of Heaven and the Federation of Edisi were the ones who destroyed the Olympian pantheon, turning them into stray dogs.

Rumble~~~
Mount Olympus was enraged, the clouds churned, and lightning flashed and clashed across the dome of Olympus. The entire mythological system roared in fury.

Zeus stood up, and behind his throne emerged the figure forged by faith, with lightning cascading down like a waterfall behind him, so violent it seemed ready to tear the heavens apart at any moment.

He held [Lightningfire] high, golden lightning coiling around it like venomous snakes, and fury bursting from every pore.

"You arrogant bunch, how dare you set foot on the sacred mountain?!"

His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the very pillars of the Pantheon.

"Damn Heaven and the Edisi Federation, it is you who caused our descendants to fall, dragged us from our sacred throne into the swamp of history! You made our names mere footnotes in history, and our mythology into assets to be acquired!"

He roared, and the marble altar beneath his feet cracked, with divine fire burning wildly.

"You destroyed our divine kingdom, and now you dare to hunt our offspring in our divine realm?! And you sneer at us?!"

"You think you can shake the entire Olympian pantheon?! Ridiculous! Even the miracles themselves wouldn't dare to confront the entire Olympian pantheon!"

His rage made the entire Mount Olympus tremble.

But Xia Xiu simply stood there, smiling as usual, his gaze as calm as if he were scrutinizing an angry child.

He slowly stepped forward, striking the earth with his silver staff. The sound waves rippled outwards, directly isolating Zeus's words from the divine roar.

He smiled and shook his head, his tone gentle yet sharper than thunder.

“Wrong, wrong,” Xia Xiu said softly, as if correcting a primary school student who had misread the scriptures. “You are not the Olympian pantheon now.”

He paused for a moment, looking at the deities before him, those who were once high above and worshipped by millions, but now they were like disgraced characters appearing repeatedly in an old script.

"Excuse my bluntness, but all of you here are Olympus...crippled."

His tone was gentle, yet each word pierced the hearts of the gods like an icicle.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light, like a bursting comet, shot out from the top of the temple; it was Apollo.

He finally lost his temper, and instantly drew his golden bow to its full extent, piercing the air with an arrow. The blazing light, like a miniature sun, instantly filled the entire temple space. The divine fire, carrying thousands of faith runes, pierced straight for Xia Xiu's brow.

But those lights and shadows were just illusions.

"call out--!"

The arrow pierced through Xia Xiu's figure, but hit nothing, not even a wisp of divinity. This was, of course, the [Frame Rate World].

Xia Xiu stood there, unharmed, a smile still on his face, completely unconcerned about whether the arrow had been fatal.

He merely tilted his head slightly, his golden hair swaying gently in the temple's glow, revealing his calm, almost compassionate eyes.

"You think you're the sun god?"

Apollo's face turned ashen, his golden bow tightened in his hand, veins bulged on the back of his hand, and divine light surged on his forehead, as if he were ready to unleash blazing heavenly fire once more.

But Xia Xiu slowly took a step forward at this moment, his tone as before, but every word was sharp and piercing.

Do you think you deserve the name Apollo?

"besides……"

"Who gave you the audacity to toy with the solar element in front of me?"

Under Apollo's horrified gaze, a pitch-black sun directly assaulted his divine framework.

The [sun element] began to dissipate from his body. There could not be two suns in the sky. Before the true sun, the false sun god and the false authority of Apollo began to be defeated.

(End of this chapter)