Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1138 The End of Olympus (1+ words)

Suspended above the Olympian temple complex, Xia Xiu's figure seemed to be a divine projection projected into the clouds, his wings of light unfurling like a ring that cleaves the sky. In that instant, he raised his hand and summoned the long-dormant [Low Orbit World Cannon].

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[Sword of Abelio - Binding Successful]

boom--!
The next instant, the entire Ether Ocean trembled violently, and the seven layers of the Ether Ocean, like seven data-layered operating system modules, began to wriggle and load.

With Xia Xiu as the core, the great spirituality of the Six Miracles Wedge erupted from his body and wrapped around the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand.

The silver scepter twisted, stretched, and rose violently, like a divine pillar that absorbed the power of the universe, crossing the sky, breaking through layers of clouds, and extending to an unobservable height.

The instant the scepter became a pillar, all the creatures of the gray wasteland who looked up were horrified and speechless.

Because they all saw it; they saw the sky of the plane stretched into seven thin films.

First layer: Reality layer (Ruby).

Second layer: Spiritual projection layer (topaz).

Third layer: Etheric Starry Sky (Lemon Yellow).

Fourth layer: Information authority flow layer (Jade).

Fifth Layer: Law Fragment Layer (Sapphire).

The sixth layer, the layer of authority (ebony).

The seventh layer is the intrinsic narrative layer (super ebony).

At the heart of it all, Xia Xiu raised his scepter high, his divinity flowing through his body like a torrent. The entire silver staff was wrapped in seven layers of great power, slowly rising from the ground like a colossal pillar of the divine realm.

It pierces through the ruby-like shattered earth, crosses the orange spiritual storm, breaks through the lemon galaxy like a time membrane, carries the woven net of green cause and effect, bears the oscillating logic of blue shattered law, reverses the touch of ebony law, and finally pierces the core of the narrative that cannot be looked at directly.

At this very moment, the sky above the entire Olympian kingdom was forcibly torn into seven layers of transparent and sacred light curtains, each layer reflecting different phenomena.

There is a never-ending, pitch-black sun; a giant solar ship floating in the air with ancient flames; an iron crown representing civilization; and a sword of golden flames that can cut through everything...

And that long staff, bound by authority and composed of seven layers of ethereal flow, is like—the pillar of heaven.

[The Sevenfold Ether Narrative has been automatically loaded—]

Current Ethereum layer overlap progress: 79%

[A miraculous destructive structure has been formed: Low Earth Orbit Cannon - Miraculous Enhancement State]

[Note: The overload narrative is about to reverse into the current world structure; please proceed with caution.]

“This is…” Zeus’s expression changed drastically, and a rare look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"This kid has so many miracle plot points...!"

Xia Xiu swung his arm violently, and in that instant, it was as if a pillar of heaven had collapsed, crushing the virtual sky above the divine kingdom.

"-- Track correction complete."

"—The description of the firepower cluster is complete."

"--Judgment authority...authorization complete."

boom!
The "Lever of Heaven" drags the seven etheric circuits into a true scepter of judgment, which falls like a civilization in ruins.

Once the orbital cannon was fully deployed, the seven layers of energy simultaneously pierced through the space like a linear fan, from the lowest level of matter to the highest level of meaning, creating a massive beam of cannon fire that traversed the divine realm, logic, and history.

If Zeus hadn't reacted to that blow, the entire kingdom of Olympus would have been destroyed.

Zeus's expression finally changed drastically.

He raised [Lightning Fire] high, the golden crown behind him surging violently, and a pillar of light suddenly rose from the sky, piercing through the divine realm and the ether, passing through the shattered dome of the divine domain, and reaching the uppermost seventh layer, Super Ebony.

That is the source text of mythology itself, the place where every story was first named.

Zeus reached up and grasped the bubble of the world that always refers to Olympus.

[High-orbit cannon (fake) - Loading complete]

The sky roared, the narrative trembled.

The seven layers of will were torn into two beams of light, colliding from above and below.

Xia Xiu wields his staff, bringing with him seven layers of pressure; Zeus raises his thunderbolt, bearing the glory of the divine order.

The sky splits, and the divine kingdom collapses.

Lightning clashed with holy light, and the mountains in the real world were instantly reduced to dust by the two shockwaves. Spacetime was shattered like glass, and a chasm stretched from the temple all the way to the gray wilderness at the very edge of the divine kingdom.

boom----!!!!!!!!!
boom----!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When the Low Orbit World Cannon, guided by the Lever of Heaven, collides head-on with the High Orbit World Cannon, linked by Zeus through Lightning Fire, at the intersection of the sixth and seventh layers of the Aether, the entire Olympian kingdom is engulfed in a massive annihilation storm.

Rumble~~~~~~~~
It began with a low, pulsating sound, like the pre-tsunami rumble.

Subsequently, the entire sky of the divine realm was split in two.

On one side is a seven-layered narrative flow of deep red, orange gold, peacock green, sapphire, ebony, and then super ebony.

On the other side, golden lines composed of mythological texts, divine beliefs, and inscriptions of authority slowly unfurl like a scroll, as the old Olympian tradition, led by Zeus, begins its counterattack.

The next instant, Mount Olympus exploded.

The very foundation of the divine kingdom's logic was torn apart, and this clash pulled everything from the temple's rooftop to the very edge of the gray wilderness. A visible vacuum suddenly expanded, and a storm swept across thousands of miles.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Juno was tightly gripping Apollo, whom she had been beating from start to finish, relentlessly hammering the former Son of Light under a rain of gold.

Until the orbital heave breaks out.

Golden securities rain and divine thunder pulses exploded in the sky, forming countless storm vortexes that resembled dimensional oscillations.

A vortex of energy capable of slicing through a god's body swept across Juno's skirt, instantly tearing open the inscription totem on her shoulder guard that was engraved with financial keys.

"That brat Abraham ****"

[Juno] John K. Hanks inside her broke free and cursed loudly, a rare occurrence.

The financial ledger in his hand kept flashing a warning red light on the spiritual level, as if the entire federal treasury was telling him - it's time to burn money!
"Couldn't this kid have defined a smaller area of ​​effect for his attack?!"

That bastard Hugh Abraham doesn't care whether his ally lives or dies.

They're practically acting like they're some kind of Olympian god.

But he knew now was not the time to complain. The shockwave had not yet fully arrived, and the energy spanning seven layers of ether was already stripping away his spiritual shield.

He gritted his teeth and poured in three extraordinary financial flows.

[Burning 2800 billion Federal Dollars in CDP]

[Activating the Miracle Mechanism: The Matthew Effect and the Accumulation of Power]

[Triggering Passive Defense: Financial Behemoth Body Domain Weighting]

Gold banknotes fell from the sky, each one transforming into a defensive barrier, while Juno's queen-like towering body was forcibly doubled in height, forming a magnificent golden financial fortress.

But the next moment, taking advantage of the chaos caused by Xia Xiu unleashing his Miracle Cannon and covering the entire field, a glint of light flashed in John's eyes.

He abruptly manipulated the tattered chains of light in Juno's hand, yanking them sharply to drag Apollo's remnant soul into the financial abyss, a cold laugh escaping his lips:

"Go, your market value far exceeds your divine remnants—Apollo, Son of Light, officially on the market."

As soon as he finished speaking, Apollo's eyes, filled with extreme terror, slowly died out amidst the burning flames.

[Juno] Seizes Apollo and instantly refines him!
An invisible stock code crawled out from its divine essence and was quickly transmitted to [Financial Street].

Apollo became a liquid asset in the extraordinary investment market, and was thoroughly incorporated into financial products.

At this moment, the shockwave continued to descend mercilessly.

Juno's body was jolted backward by the forward blast, John's consciousness trembled, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and the hallucination above his head began to crack. Even with the Matthew effect as a buffer, he only managed to block a portion of it.

Meanwhile, the nine Olympian gods who were originally besieging Juno also suffered a backlash in this clash.

The entire array of Olympian gods was forcibly breached.

The temple tilted, and the sky was scorched.

The divine authority murmured, and mythology crumbled like a tide.

When the aftershocks of the impact completely subsided, only a shocking ruin remained of the Olympian kingdom.

The temple walls and ruins are broken, and fragments of authority are embedded in the scorched earth like shooting stars.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and divine blood, like the final lament of a god echoing between every mountain ridge.

The nine Olympian gods are either lying down or kneeling, their former glory gone.

Their divine bodies were no longer majestic; they had all shrunk to a quarter of their original size, their robes tattered and their halos dimmed, like old statues dragged down from their divine thrones.

【Juno】was also in a state of disorder, and her once majestic and noble face was now covered with dense cracks. Her financial robes had faded, her shoulder guards were sunken, and gold banknotes were falling from the sky, but she could no longer build enough defense—she, like them, was at her last gasp.

At the top of the main battlefield, Xia Xiu floated quietly in mid-air, with three white jade-like halos behind him flickering.

ding dong~
ding dong~
ding dong~
The aura emanating from the halo behind him sounded like an alarm light, warning of the limits of energy.

His thirty-six pairs of wings were no longer dazzling; the edges of the wings showed mottled dimness, and they trembled irregularly as if they had been torn apart.

That face, which should have been holy and solemn, was now visibly pale, and the [Eye of Thyeyah] on its forehead was slightly closed, as if it was forcibly suppressing some kind of overflowing burden.

Clearly, this attack also heavily drained his mana bar.

However, the attack was very effective, and his gaze turned to the battlefield below.

Zeus was also seriously injured and had not yet recovered. His body, which once supported the sky, had shrunk by half. His right hand, which held the [Lightning Fire], was covered with charred wounds. Blood kept gushing from the cracks between his fingers and the back of his hand, dripping down his arm onto the scorched divine ground.

Even more terrifying was the golden bubbles that gradually appeared on his body—a harbinger of the collapse of the [World Bubble]. Fragments of faith escaped from his skin like bubbles, bursting and dissipating.

And the first terrifying crack finally appeared on the enormous golden crown behind him, as if the foundation of divine authority was being ripped away and destroyed, symbolizing that the Olympian pantheon could no longer maintain its position as the pinnacle of narrative.

As the wind and sand swept across the ruined divine kingdom, miracles and their figures swayed precariously in silence.

Zeus looked down at the golden bubbles that kept appearing and bursting on the surface of his body. Each bubble was like a mythical phrase being punctured, overflowing from beneath his skin and then turning into nothingness in the air. His breathing became heavy and slow at this moment.

"No...it shouldn't be like this..."

His voice was no longer like thunder, but carried a grief of shattered reason.

"It shouldn't end like this, the bubble of Olympus... it shouldn't have collapsed here, it shouldn't have shattered while I was still standing."

"Always mentioning Olympus"—that is the narrative sovereignty we have earned with the blood of gods, with the times, and with countless reenactments of history; it is the foundation upon which the names of the gods are written into the world's languages; it is the final path I have paved for the revival of Olympus; it is the great undertaking I believe will one day allow the gods to return to the center of all things…

As he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, and for the first time, a genuine and undisguised despair appeared in his eyes.

He slowly raised his head, looking at Xia Xiu suspended in the sky, and at the pure white angel draped in white robes and bearing wings of light. The grief in his eyes was quickly swallowed up by madness, turning into hatred that burned everything.

"You damned rebels against God!"

Zeus roared, his voice echoing repeatedly through the ruins of the divine realm.

"Blasphemy against the name of God, trampling on the Kingdom of God, and denying the order of the gods!"

“You call yourselves the Kingdom of Heaven, yet you do the things of the abyss; you wear the garments of angels, yet you are crueler than the devils of the deepest abyss!”

"Back then, you tore apart the world we depended on for the sake of the lowly races of the Bronze Age, for those short-lived creatures; now, you are making history repeat itself, destroying everything on Olympus for your own ambitions!!!"

His voice rose to a near-breaking point.

"Since you so yearn for the end of Olympus—"

Zeus spread his arms, and divine blood and lightning surged forth at the same time.

"Then let the world return to what it was before the gods ruled."

"Let's all die together!!!"

The moment he finished speaking, he plunged [Lightning Fire] into the already shattered foundation of the divine kingdom beneath his feet.

The thunder no longer roared to the sky, but instead pierced downwards.

The strata of Olympus began to collapse, and the narrative structure was forcibly torn apart layer by layer until—a world bubble that Olympus had deliberately buried, sealed, and denied slowly emerged.

【World Bubble - Tartarus!】

It is a reverse narrative of the Olympian pantheon.

If "always mentioning Olympus" is a top-level narrative bubble with Zeus as its axis, the twelve Olympian gods as its pillars, and the divine authority as its means of reconstructing the meaning of the world, then "Tartars" is its opposite dual.

It is a primordial, chaotic, and destroyed [world bubble] without hierarchical order, divine logic, or unified narrative.

Like an eternal black hole leaking from the side of the universe, the entire Olympian pantheon began to crack like a spider web, with shattered temples and burning fragments of authority being swallowed up inch by inch at its edges.

The Olympian pantheon suffered a devastating blow.

And from that bottomless abyss, the creaking sound of chains breaking began to echo.

boom--!
One figure was the first to open his eyes. He was wearing a tattered royal robe, holding a scepter, and his eyes held an unhealable rift in time.

【Cronus】, King of the Titans, the reverser of time.

He slowly rose from his shackles, and the surrounding space distorted frame by frame like an old film reel. All the Olympian gods who were still recovering began to regress in their divinity the moment they sensed him.

Then, the second chain broke.

Hyperion, the father of light.

It was not the sun, but the primordial logic that "made the sun come into being." He took out a spear made of scorching particles from the void, and his open eyes were an eternal light that terrified even Helios.

With each step he took, the speed of light made way for him.

Next came a burly figure, his body a dark reddish-brown rust color, with a sickly, tyrannical smile on his lips.

Mennotius, the Titan of rage and destruction.

He was born of destruction, died in rage, and resurrected from resentment. He stepped out of the walls of Tartarus, and a divine, blood-like rage erupted, destabilizing the laws of Olympus.

The fourth one emerged from the rift in the stars.

【Koeus】, the Titan of wisdom and the celestial axis.

He remained silent, his thoughts swirling like planets, with celestial trajectories spontaneously generating, analyzing, and intertwining on his shoulders. His very existence instinctively disrupted cause and effect, distorting reason.

The fifth one, clad in tattered battle armor, has a body as enormous as a fallen death star.

【Crios】, the beginning of the war, the direction of the stars.

He held a giant star-trajectory blade in his hand, and with each swing, the stars in the Olympian sky would derail and become misaligned.

The sixth is that cold, icy entity that governs the end of humanity, aging, and death.

Iapetus, the god of the end of life.

He had been silent in chains for many years. Now, he opened his eyes, and the timeline of the entire divine kingdom began to move spontaneously toward the "end." All the myths that were not yet finished were automatically jumped to the "end of the world."

Finally, from the center of that rift, boundless seawater surged forth, as if the entire cosmic ocean were about to pour in.

Oceanus, the river of the world, the primordial ocean.

He is not an individual, but an entire [sea].

Once his waves reach Olympus, all divine links, networks of authority, and legal agreements are submerged, washed away, and rendered invalid.

At this moment, Zeus stood on the edge of the collapsing divine kingdom, watching the Tartarus he had personally opened expand continuously, with the ancient Titans breaking free of their seals, reviving, and moving forward one by one.

His face was pale, yet he continued to roar, his voice like thunder shaking the heavens and earth:

"You forced me to do this! You rebels against God! You forced me to destroy this divine kingdom that I built brick by brick!"

The heavens split open, divine blood rained down, authority burned, and narratives were poured forth in fiery torrents.

Olympus—entered the countdown to the end.

boom----------

With a deafening roar of thunder, Tartarus was fully activated.

Accompanying this was the complete shattering of another world bubble.

[They always mention Olympus], which is like an ancient library that has burned to its end, wailing, collapsing, and crumbling in the flames.

The mythological agreements, the pantheon, and the foundations of faith that once supported the existence of the Olympian pantheon are now being torn apart layer by layer into fragments, bubbles, and echoes in the abyss that Zeus himself ignited.

Olympus, in a true sense, came to an end.

Deep within the heart of the divine realm, Zeus stood trembling, his golden crown shattered into countless fragments.

His figure was like a candle flickering in the wind, golden blood slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes and mouth, the pain of his shattered divinity pressing down on him so much that he could hardly breathe.

He slowly turned his head to look at the source of this calamity—the pure white angel floating above the ruins of the divine kingdom.

—Hugh Abraham.

Zeus's eyes were filled with twisted rage, pleading madness, and a divine instinct on the verge of collapse. He longed to see even a trace of fear, anxiety, or regret on the other's face...

But what he saw was a faint smile tinged with pleasure and victory.

That's not how you should smile!

Xia Xiu slowly put away the faintly glowing [Lever of Heaven] in mid-air, his face relaxed as if a gentle breeze were blowing. Looking at the shattered divine realm below, he laughed loudly:
"John, the acquisition was oversubscribed."

“It’s not just Hermes…the entire Olympian pantheon now belongs to your financial lineage.”

Beneath the ruins of the divine kingdom, John K. Hanks, still in his [Juno] state, looked up, the pure white wings of light and the smile above the sky reflected in his financialized eyes.

He didn't speak, but instead took a sudden step across the spatial barrier and appeared in front of Hermes, who was struggling to get up.

"Stop struggling. The financial think tank has been waiting for you all along, allowing you to grow so big on your own, all for this moment."

He chuckled softly, placing a hand on Hermes' forehead. In that instant, golden securities spread like wildfire behind Juno, Hermes' body convulsed violently, his divinity rapidly dissipating and transforming into quantifiable data, becoming the latest asset in the Financial Street database.

In despair, Hermes watched as his name was transformed into a stock ticker, becoming the number one new stock on the Nasdaq Myth board.

[God's Trade - Hermes - Successfully Listed.]

"Click——"

Juno twisted her neck and appeared before the other eight main gods with repeated spatial jumps. Broken, weakened, and struggling in the ruins, they were like lambs to the slaughter, being assetized one by one in the rain of securities.

The echoes floating in the void proclaimed like a resounding bell:

[Poseidon: Successfully Listed!]

[Aphrodite, the Mother Goddess of Love, Successfully Launched]

[Hephaestus, the God of Craftsmen, Successfully Listed on the Market]

[Artemis, the Goddess of the Moon, Successfully Launched]

[Apollo, the God of Light, is now available for purchase]

Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, has successfully launched her product.

[Queen Hera: Successfully Listed!]

【…】

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

【Juno】 flicked her glowing palm, her face full of a satisfied smile.

"Your Majesty Abraham, you have truly presented the Edisi Federation with a generous gift."

"Originally, we only wanted to list Hermes first and temporarily reorganize the Olympian pantheon. We never expected that Your Majesty would force Zeus into bankruptcy and complete the acquisition steps we needed ahead of schedule."

At this moment, Xia Xiu smiled slightly and slowly pointed his scepter diagonally at the constantly writhing crack in Tartarus.

Inside, the towering figures of the Titans, like ancient divine peaks, slowly rise from the depths of the narrative, and the laws of the universe seem to break down with their breath.

"Financial Street has already had its fill," Xia Xiu said calmly, but his tone was as if he were stating the end of the world, "Then—"

"Let the real Financial Street come up."

"Heaven needs to take away what belongs to us."

His pure white eyes gazed at Juno; at this moment, he had already connected with the big boss.

If the Edisi Federation dares to turn its back on us at this time and try to monopolize the benefits, then don't blame him for calling in reinforcements.

If he were to summon the third swordsman of Heaven, the scene would be quite ugly.

Juno smiled to herself, her gaze shifting between the ruins of the divine realm and the distant figures of the Titans, muttering to herself.

"Pah! The Heavenly Kingdom is a bunch of misers too. They ruined the Olympian world bubble, leaving us to eat the scraps, while they themselves got to eat the complete world bubble. They're so shameless, yet they criticize us..."

Although that's what I thought, the Federation had been enjoying themselves thanks to the fourth swordsman of Heaven, and now it was time for them to take turns enjoying the spoils.

It's a pity that Heaven didn't form the Terra G2 Alliance with the Edis Federation, otherwise there would have been many more opportunities to feast like this in the future.

After eating at Olympus, eat at Youyouyang, and after Youyouyang, eat at Orlitine...

What a wonderful vision! But Heaven simply ignored the Federation's wonderful G2 proposal, forcing them to form a G8 alliance with the Central Powers.

However, the central government is useless; it can't accomplish big things, and it can't even hold Oletin back; it can't handle small things well, and the federal president won't even give it a Terra Peace Prize.

The so-called Central Alliance is nothing but a pretty face; cooperating with them is a waste of life. The Federation is pursuing strategic contraction because its allies are just too weak and useless. Spending money on them always makes the Federation feel like it's being taken advantage of.

It's a pity that the Federation only has this one chance to cooperate with Heaven and enjoy themselves like this now; it won't be so great again afterward.

Although he was inwardly full of complaints, John still answered Xia Xiu with a smile:
"That's how cooperation works. Everyone takes turns benefiting. The Federation never lets its allies suffer losses!"

In the shattered ruins of the divine kingdom, the sky was split open, thunder no longer echoed, and power no longer responded. The Olympian gods, like a group of divine remains with shattered bones, silently collapsed upon the mythology they had created.

Meanwhile, Xia Xiu and John continued chatting and laughing in the sky.

Their tone was relaxed and easy, like two shareholders who had worked well together and were happily discussing how to divide the pie after a successful merger, which assets to integrate and list, and who to liquidate and restructure.

Without pity, disdainful of pity, utterly devoid of compassion.

Zeus, the king of the gods who once looked down upon the pinnacle of the gods, was now kneeling in a sorry state on the broken line of the divine kingdom, his golden foam bursting, and the name "Olympus" behind him completely shattered.

His face had lost its divine majesty, leaving only trembling, fear, and despair, his eyes filled with heart-wrenching resentment and anger.

"What...what do you take God's Kingdom for?!"

Zeus gritted his teeth and mustered his last bit of divinity, attempting to unleash a roar.

Before he could finish speaking, a golden light appeared.

Juno's figure traversed the void and slowly descended, standing before Zeus with a calm and serene gaze.

She raised her palm and gently placed it on Zeus's head, like an auditor giving a final valuation to a bankrupt and down-on-his-luck individual.

"What a pity... the world bubble burst, otherwise it could have fetched an even higher price." John shook his head slightly with regret as he controlled [Juno]. "But it's not bad either, the whole pantheon is in the bag, this time... Financial Street made a killing."

"Although your valuation will decline afterward, there will still be residual value."

He smiled, a slight upturn at the corner of his lips:
"The financial completion plan will be fully completed. After you go public, the Olympian pantheon will return to its beloved federal land. The Federation will fund the production of a film about the gods of Edis, making you idols that the people of the Federation will talk about with great interest."

Before Zeus could struggle, Juno's palm erupted with golden light, and countless financial indicators appeared in the void, with golden securities raining down like a thunderstorm.

Suddenly, Zeus's body transformed into a pillar of data light and soared into the sky.

[Zeus, the King of the Olympians, has been successfully listed on the market.]

"Hmm... I have enough assets now to summon a real financial district. I've only seen this thing three times before, but thanks to His Majesty Abraham, this is the fourth time I've seen it."

"Let the arrival of Financial Street bring this all to a close, and let it, together with His Majesty Abraham, bring down the final act of this listing frenzy."

"Now, the curtain falls. World, listen to the bells of finance!"

Immediately afterwards, the bells of Financial Street rang.

—Clang—Clang—Clang…

Eleven chimes resounded deeply throughout the seven levels of the ether, announcing the formal archiving and market-based annexation of the Olympian pantheon.

But this is not the end.

This is just the beginning.

As the final chime of the financial bell faded, Juno's body began to expand, and financial divinity surged like a storm, slowly revealing a true hyperdimensional structure above the divine realm.

The real "Financial Street" has emerged.

The sky above the entire Olympian realm was as if a screen had been torn apart, and a beast powerful enough to encompass all realms slowly emerged from the ripped hole in space.

He has two horns like a lamb, but his breath is like the roar of a dragon.

The beast slowly raised its head and gazed at the stars.

"Roar------"

From its throat flowed an endless stream of securities codes, and its fur was woven with the veins of golden numbers. With every step it took, the divine authority of a divine kingdom began to depreciate, quantify, cash out, and be incorporated.

The moment this [financial beast] fully rose, an ancient voice resounded from the deepest bubble of the ether.

Then I saw another beast coming up out of the ground. It had two horns like a lamb, and it spoke like a dragon.

This is a sign of the end times.

This also marks the true arrival of Financial Street.

On the broken, burning, and disintegrating ruins of Olympus, Juno silently gazes up at the sky.

His eyes reflected the rising beast, its enormous form covering the sky of the divine kingdom. A net-like structure, woven from gold securities, hung down from its back, like fragments of order forcibly incorporated at the end of the mythological era.

The golden net is gradually devouring the remaining divine embers of Olympus, clearing away the narrative foundation of the pantheon like a liquidated sieve.

And the next moment.

The beast lowered its head and opened its enormous maw, as deep as a financial abyss, towards the gray wilderness.

The raging waves of the River Styx froze instantly, and Hades' figure was swallowed whole.

Before Hades could react, and before the divine authority of the underworld could unfold, the [Beast]'s throat, covered with data scales, slid downwards, and the deity who once ruled over the dead slid into the internal structure, becoming a new asset.

The beast merely chewed, with cruelty and composure, quantifying all that power, the domain of death, and the will of the Styx.

Creak, creak.

The sound of bones shattering was like the crackling sound of financial data being compressed; divine blood was transformed into securities, and divinity was dismantled into volatility models.

As all this was completed, the beast slowly turned its head and looked at Xia Xiu.

It was a gaze that could not be described by eyeballs; it was more like the market's attention, the sharp teeth of capital, and a projection of desire and order as one.

Even Xia Xiu, who had already stepped into the realm of the "Selfless One," felt a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end.

This is the oppressive feeling that [Complete Entity Crisis Sequence] gives people.

The beast's throat moved.

From His enormous mouth, He gently exhaled a transparent bubble.

Those were no ordinary bubbles; their surfaces reflected the tomorrows of countless people, the stock charts of countless companies, the financial ledgers of countless countries, the battlefields of the future, the crying children, the rising financial indices, and the singularity of civilization on the verge of collapse…

This is a complete bubble, belonging to the financial spectrum as the [world bubble].

[World Bubble: Future Redemption Right!]

It drifted down slowly and hovered motionless in the wind in front of Xia Xiu.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

The gods fell silent, heaven and earth were still, the wind ceased and the thunder stopped, leaving only the golden beast and the gift from the future.

Xia Xiu reached out and took it.

In that instant, his entire spiritual structure suddenly shifted.

Above the seventh level of the ether, layers of scorching light surged violently, spiraling upwards like a concentric circle, and Xia Xiu's essence climbed higher and higher.

Not just [the Venerable One], but going even further.

The [World Bubble] exploded in his hands, becoming a complete blueprint for the future, like the core code of a civilization's computer.

At this moment, he is not becoming stronger, but rather receiving a free loan from [Financial Street], directly reaching the distant future.

From the deepest part of the ether, a seven-fold harmony resounded—a declaration from [Financial Street].

Generally speaking, the third stage of a miracle has many names depending on the announcement;

Blessed ones.

The Holy One.

Imperial Crown.

ruler……

The third stage title Xia Xiu received at this moment was a declaration from the financial spectrum—[The Producer].

[Miracle Phase 3 - Complete!]

[Certification Name: Lifetime Producer]

This miracle, atop a transcendent narrative, will have a decisive impact on the world's outcome.

But this is not the end.

Just as Xia Xiu's great spirituality had stabilized, information from [Financial Street] quietly surfaced in the deepest part of his soul, like a tempting pop-up in a stock market livestream.

A contract quietly appeared.

—Abandoning the lineage of the Kingdom of Heaven and turning to the lineage of finance.

—To become a true “final producer”, to cross the third stage, and to become a true, complete miracle.

—Gain the full Miracle identity and become a defender of the financial spectrum.

You will no longer be an apostle of a particular pantheon, nor will you be faced with a choice among finite paths.

You will have a future with unlimited loans.

All you have to do is... nod.

Yes.

It was just a nod.

The beast in the sky remained silent, casting a silent shadow of anticipation in the air.

Juno remained silent, as if she had anticipated this scene.

At this moment, Xia Xiu stood on the ruins of the fallen gods, holding the key to tomorrow, facing the contract page waiting for his signature.

The only difference is that he was not a victim, because the contract was entirely beneficial.

In this contract, he was another dealer invited by the financial sector.

He is inviting Himself to become the world's... final producer.

In that alluring silence, facing the [Beast] that was like a nightmare incarnate, Xia Xiu silently raised his hand and hooked his fingertip over the future contract that could be signed with just a nod.

The Book of Genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven then unfolded before him, and facing the digging pit, Lao Xia directly pulled out the big boss.

[Eden Think Tank: We have intervened and are observing the situation.]

You beast! You dare to steal my people? I'm watching you now!

This is the Kingdom of Heaven's warning about the financial spectrum.

The beast's pupils trembled slightly at that moment, its eyes revealing a human-like fear.

Then, He gently burned the contract that represented the future.

Let's pretend nothing happened.

When faced with Eden, the beast chooses to follow its heart.

John inside Juno sighed inwardly at that moment. That was the most worthwhile Miracle Funding deal, but it was rejected by that bastard Xia Xiu.

"What a pity..." John sighed, like a trader who had failed in his speculation.

That's how investing is; things don't always go as planned. Even if you bring in the real "Financial Street" and have mountains of gold and silver right in front of you, there will still be times when you're rejected.

Xia Xiu said nothing.

He simply closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was completely transformed.

With the blessing of the [End of Production] status, his great spirituality was reconstructed, his thirty-six pairs of light wings returned to their peak, and his originally jingling crown was now overcharged and became incomparably dazzling.

He sensed that he was no longer just a being walking through the world, but an being capable of rewriting the world itself.

He felt he could change everything!
"Um……"

With a thought, space itself tore open, a rift pointing directly to Tartarus, the deepest sinful place in the Olympian pantheon.

As soon as they entered, the seven Titans showed great enthusiasm for Xia Xiu.

In this secluded place, the seven fiery figures had already sensed the arrival of the newcomers.

[Kronos] made the first move, and the space around him immediately reversed frame by frame like an old film reel, with the scene fragmented and intertwined, and time slipping away like cracks before his eyes.

The Titan King, wielding the Blade of Time, attempts to extract the future from the river of time, hoping to erase Xia Xiu directly from the river of time.

[Hyperion] took out a spear made of blazing particles, and space trembled violently, with light automatically giving way, for he was the source of light.

The flames scorched the world, transforming into a catastrophic disaster. Divine fire flowed across heaven and earth, and in the name of light, he would blast Xia Xiu into dust.

[Menotius], a roar of destruction and rage resounded as he unleashed a monstrous virus and a cognitive catastrophe, attempting to corrupt Xia Xiu's great spirituality.

【Coeus】, the giant of laws, wields a causal scepter forged from the core of a star, its power resonating, and it strikes first.

【Crios】, he is the one who started the war, the swordsman of the stars. He stepped out from the cracks in the stars, wearing tattered armor. With a single swing of his sword, the beginning of the rules of war was rewritten.

【Iapetus】, he wields terrifying eye magic. His left eye brings everything to a standstill, rivers cease flowing, and mountains shatter. His right eye ages everything, making it appear as if it were something abandoned and decaying, beginning to peel, fade, and crumble.

Oceanus, in the essence of the Aether, manifested as a descending ocean, intending to extinguish the black sun. All divine links, networks of authority, and legal protocols were submerged. It was as if they were swallowed into a pool of source code that had never been uploaded; all mechanisms of miracles became ineffective before him.

The seven Titans are each the pillar and source of the world bubble.

Their gazes were fixed on the pure white apostle in the sky, and they exerted all their authority over it.

but……

Xia Xiu simply extended a finger and pressed it lightly.

hum-

[Time Slot - Time Pause]

The timeline of the entire Tartarus was completely frozen at that moment, along with its world bubble structure.

Originally, time, flames, calamities, the sea, information...

All - halted.

With the blessing of the [End of Production] declaration, time itself is merely a tool.

Moreover, he could sense that the future loan power emanating from the [Beast] was like an infinitely powered energy pipeline, allowing him to almost infinitely pause and modulate the [World Bubble] in front of him.

Moreover, that's not all.

【Crown Unfolds - World Modulation Mode——】

The colors of the entire [Tartars] world bubble distorted, as if creative mode had been activated in a game—command codes appeared on the rock walls, the sky became a coordinate layer, and even the dark and chaotic abyss revealed malleable structural lines.

In modulation mode, Xia Xiu is now like a true creator.

He said:
“The end of all flesh has come before me; I will destroy them and the earth.”

The six wonders, relying on the temporarily loaded [High Orbit World Cannon], were etched directly into the seven Titans with the blessing of the final declaration.

*Pfft!*
Like a bursting bubble, the Titan's body fractured into light in the freeze of time, and its divinity burst forth from the abyss in the form of a band of light, streaking across the ether like a cosmic meteor.

The Titans within the entire [World Bubble] perished, and Xia Xiu's [Future Redemption Right] shattered after using this move, returning him to the [Selfless One] stage.

Loan, closed.