Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1249 The Winged Emperor Who Can't Afford to Play
Within the red scar lies the southeastern arm of the five hundred worlds.

The main star of the Alansur Star Court, Alansur, is suspended in a purple-silver nebula. The psionic beacons are like crystal eyes embedded in the void, forming a prophetic route along the boundary between the 92nd and 107th worlds.

When the message from the Supreme God passed through the genealogical network and landed in the Council of the Prophets of Aransur, the entire Starlight Court entered the highest reception sequence.

Ailanthur refers to the Second Otto Eldar as the Supreme Gods—the Creators, the Watchers, the sacred blueprint above their bloodline, and the source of all psionic power, fleets, rituals, and political legitimacy in their civilization's history.

The leader of the Starshine Court, the Regent Queen and Chief Prophet Iselani, personally stepped out of the royal court.

She did not send envoys or have diplomats do the work; instead, she directly boarded her flagship, the Starsong Throne, and led two Starsong fleets to the psychic stargate at the edge of the 99th world to welcome the approaching allied fleet.

The Starry Court of Ailansur takes this matter very seriously.

However, this emphasis also concealed a degree of arrogance instilled by the Spirit Clan.

As a civilization incubated by the Spirit Race's elder, they learned the Spirit Race's elegant, restrained, aloof, and superior attitude very early on. Even though they knew that this ally was personally appointed by the Supreme True God, they still assumed in their hearts that the other party was most likely just a lower-level civilization that had been temporarily supported.

Iselani sat on the flagship's observation deck, watching the platinum channel gradually light up at the other end of the stargate, and calmly spoke to the prophet's advisor beside her:
“Since the Supreme God has asked us to open the psychic stargate, then we will treat them with the utmost courtesy.”

"But etiquette aside, if these new allies cannot withstand the counterattack from the Hecate Gate, we can only place them on the flanks to prevent them from slowing down the main force of the Starshine Court."

The prophet's advisors did not object.

They did indeed view the impending Holy Covenant Empire with the mindset of welcoming a poor relative.

Being chosen by the Supreme God means that the other party has some value, but Xinghuiting still felt that they were poor relatives who came to freeload.

Soon, the Covenant Empire's fleet arrived first.

A burst of white-gold light erupted from the edge of the stargate, and one after another colossal epochal warships emerged from the folded channel. Cruisers were arranged in neat formations, escort ships were distributed on both sides, and the stargate garrison fleet followed behind. The hulls of the ships were engraved with the Holy Word emblem and the unified emblem of the 777 world.

The Covenant Fleet is highly disciplined.

Their fleet formation was not as chaotic as that of the emerging civilization. After setting sail from the stargate, they quickly deployed a three-layered defensive array, with heavy railgun platforms entering towed deployment mode, while expeditionary transport ships maintained a safe distance behind them.

Iselani watched this scene, her expression becoming slightly more serious.

"It's developing quite well."

This is already considered a very high evaluation of an unfamiliar civilization.

It's just not bad.

The size of the Covenant Empire's fleet, the strength of its ships, and its psionic adaptability are not enough to truly change the attitude of the Star Court of Alanthur.

They still believed that the Platinum Fleet was suitable as a supporting force on the main battlefield, and that the real key to victory or defeat still depended on the Starshine Court's psionic fleet and the prophetic command of the Prophets Council.

This assessment only lasted until the arrival of the thirteenth prince's Utramar fleet.

The stargate at the edge of the 99th world suddenly trembled violently. The originally stable purple-silver psionic channel was suppressed by another, heavier blue-white order radiance. Then, the Utramar First Executive Fleet and the Third Expeditionary Fleet slowly sailed out from the depths of the channel.

At the very front is a Titan-class warship.

Its bow resembles a horizontal white stone castle, with main gun arrays arranged along its spine, and reality anchor generators and sector-level shields unfolding in layers. Its mass projection alone caused a brief shift in the psionic tides around the Ailanthur stargate.

Next up is the Dominator-class flagship.

That thing was no longer like an ordinary warship; it was more like a mobile deep-space warfare hub.

Its hull features a multi-layered ring-shaped command structure suspended in the center, surrounded by a large number of frigates, destroyers, cruisers, and a massive defensive fleet. The fleet's dispatch signals resemble a tight administrative network, instantly covering the entire meeting star field.

The contempt that Ailansul Starlight Court had held for it vanished completely at that moment.

None of the prophet's advisors on the observatory spoke.

Iselani slowly rose from her throne, her elegant smile vanishing completely. She finally understood that the allies summoned by the Supreme God were not inferior civilizations that needed their care.

The moment Utramar's fleet appeared, the balance of power on the battlefield in the southeastern arm of the Five Hundred Worlds began to tilt noticeably.

Such a civilization, possessing Titans, Overlords, a fleet of Reality Anchors, and an administrative command system of the Ascension Era, would be considered a high-level power capable of independently altering a battlefront in the main battlefield of the Five Hundred Worlds.

One thing Iselani should be thankful for is that the thirteenth prince doesn't know the coordinates of Starlight Court.

If Gilman knew the coordinates of Starlight Court, he probably would have kicked them to death like they were just roadside animals, letting them know just how brutal the "savage civilization" really is.

Iselani paused for a moment, then spoke to her aides:

"Modify the reception protocol, classify the Holy Covenant Empire and Utramar as strategic allies of the same level, remove their flanking support role, and activate the Starlight Court's highest military cooperation agreement."

She paused, then looked at the blue and white Dominator-class flagship.

"Also, remove all the previously prepared tentative courtesies."

"This time, we're going to really talk about the alliance."

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On the Psionic Throne, Xia Xiu had no idea how rich the inner thoughts of a virtual civilization were. He simply looked at the rounds in the [Narrative Book] and a smile appeared on his lips.

[In the twelfth round of extraterrestrial intervention, the Covenant Empire fleet was the first to pass through the preparatory base of the 777 World Stargate and arrive at the edge of the ninety-ninth World in the southeastern chord of the Five Hundred Worlds, making initial contact with the Eldar intervention civilization, the Star Court of Alanthur.]

[During the same round, the First and Third Expeditionary Fleets of Utramar arrived at the meeting star system. Titan-class warships, Overlord-class flagships, Reality Anchor frigates, and the expeditionary fleet group were publicly displayed. The Star Court of Alanthur reassessed the strength of its allies and placed both civilizations in the highest-level strategic cooperation sequence.]

[The Starry Court of Aransur, the Covenant Empire, and Utramar have officially formed a tripartite military alliance, tentatively named the [Southeast String Arm United Front]]

[The three parties share the coordinates of the Hecate Gate's main civilization zone, the movements of the Gate Empire's folding gate fleet, and establish a joint fleet command channel.]

[In this round, the Eldar Genealogy Network opened the Void Navigation and Starsong Safe Passage to all three parties; Utramar provided the Reality Anchor Fleet as the core of the Gate Suppression; and the Covenant Empire mobilized the Megastructure Era Expeditionary Fleet and Stargate Defense Forces, preparing to launch a joint attack on the Hecate Gate's main civilization district.]

Xia Xiu looked at the last line and lightly tapped his fingertip on the core star field of the Hecate Clan.

"This game needs to be sped up. First, kick the Winged Emperor off the table, then slowly deal with the remaining rats hiding in the Five Hundred Worlds."

As he spoke, he looked up at Farah Antius.

The high priest didn't ask any further questions, but simply nodded at him.

At that moment, the two interventionists acted simultaneously. Xia Xiu turned the pages of the [Narrative Book], using the [Superior Annotation] to obscure the true marching lines of Utramar and the Covenant Empire; the High Priest raised his scepter, allowing the Eldar genealogical network to spread along the Void Realm route, hiding the psionic fleet of the Starshine Court of Alanthur in layer upon layer of prophetic mist.

Xia Xiu and the High Priest, almost like old coins, chose to throw fog first in the battle, obscuring the Winged Emperor's vision.

Subsequently, both of them unanimously chose to set a trap for the Winged Emperor—to lure out the opponent's main force.

[The thirteenth round of extraterritorial intervention: The Southeast String Arm United Front officially launches war against the Hecate Gate!]

[In this round, the Star Court of Ailansur used its psionic fleet to create the illusion of a major offensive in the 38th Void Realm Route, while the Covenant Empire disguised its Megastructure Era fleet as reinforcements for the Stargate defenses, deliberately exposing several supply lines to lure the Hecate Monarch into believing that the three-way allied forces were preparing to advance from the outer ring of the 99th World.]

[Under Kiliman's orders, the First Ruler Fleet of Utramar remained completely silent. The Reality Anchor frigates shut down their outer beacons, and the Titan-class warships and Overlord-class flagships moved along the narrative blind spot annotated by Xia Xiu, their true target being the three core colonies behind the Hecate Gate.]

The Winged Emperor, that simpleton, took the bait and sent out his main force.

The Hecate Gate's folding gate fleet leaped out of the core star field at high speed, with more than thirty giant gate rings unfolding in the void one after another. The Gate Empire's fleet seemed to emerge from a crack in space, rushing directly towards the void passage deliberately exposed by the Elansur Star Court.

The psionic fleet did not engage in a direct confrontation.

They fought and retreated, their purple-silver psionic sails unfolding layer by layer, their mental shields blocking the first wave of portal assassination boats, while the Starsing Fleet, under the command of the prophetic chain, continuously pulled the main force of the Hecate Clan into more distant illusory channels.

Meanwhile, the Holy Covenant Empire also began to put on a show.

Luo Jia led the Covenant cruiser fleet toward the outer ring of the 99th world, while the megastructure defense forces slowly advanced, dragging heavy railgun platforms, assuming a posture of establishing a bridgehead on the front.

Hercate's judgment was completely distorted.

Upon seeing the battle lines on the star map, the Winged Emperor immediately concluded that the three-way coalition was still using the traditional multi-civilization joint advance model. He believed that as long as he used the Folding Gate fleet to cut off supplies and then destroyed the Holy Covenant Empire's massive fleet from the flank, he could regain the initiative.

So he continued to push the main fleet of the Hecate Kingdom towards the Void Path. With this push, the core star system was emptied. The Winged Emperor was still too confident in the civilization he had developed... or rather, he still treated the civilization he supported with a playful attitude. If he were in the real world, he would never have made such a mysterious move, leaving the rear empty.

[In the fourteenth round of extraterritorial intervention, the main fleet of the Hecate Gate was lured away from the core star system. The Winged Emperor determined that the main direction of the allied forces' attack was the outer ring of the ninety-ninth world, and mobilized three folding gate fleets, one space assassin fleet, and two mobile gate fortresses to the front line.]

[In the same turn, the Utramar fleet traversed the narrative blind spot and arrived at the colony chain behind the Hecate Gate; the Reality Anchor frigate deployed its anchoring net first, blocking the local folding gate reaction, and the Titan-class flagship then opened fire, directly shattering the outer orbital defenses of the first core colony.]

[While the main force of the Hecate Monarch was deep within the Void Path, the Holy Covenant Empire activated the long-range projection capability of the 777 Stargate reserve base, sending two expeditionary fleets behind Utramar, forming a second blockade against the core star system of the Hecate Monarch.]

The star system behind the Hecate Gate exploded within half a round.

Utramar's Titan-class flagship didn't play any tricks; it fired a salvo at the orbital fortress with its main guns, while the Reality Anchor frigate pinned down the entire star system, causing all the folding doors to flicker like stuck gears, yet they could never take shape.

The dominant flagship then took over the battlefield.

It uses a fleet dispatch system similar to an administrative network to break down all ships, landing forces, fire windows, and starport suppression missions into tactical nodes accurate to the minute.

Before the local garrison of the Hecate Gate could mount a counterattack, the Utramar expeditionary fleet had already seized orbital control of the first core colony.

Immediately afterwards, the [angel of euthanasia] descended.

As it unfolds, a translucent, pale shell of light falls from orbit, enveloping the entire planet.

The thirteenth prince, being kind-hearted, chose the least lethal of the three mega-weapons to deal with other civilizations.

[In the fifteenth round of extraterritorial intervention, Utramar activated the megastructure containment device—[Angel of Peace]—to implement civilization-level isolation on the first core colony of the Hecate Gate.]

The Covenant Empire's expeditionary fleet completed the outer perimeter suppression of its second core colony. The Megastructure Defense Force deployed heavy orbital artillery platforms, preparing to continue the advance in conjunction with Utramar.

When the Winged Emperor received the battle report, his entire purple face changed color.

He originally thought he had captured the main force of the Covenant Empire and the Star Court of Alanthur in a head-on confrontation, but when he looked back, Kylimann had already led the Titans and Overminds to his backyard, and even used [Angel of Peace] to directly trap one of his core planets into its shell.

Even worse, the folding door stopped working.

His most prized mobile tactics are like a bird with its wings plucked in the face of Reality Anchor and [Angel of Peace].

"Withdraw the main force!"

The Winged Emperor immediately gave the order.

"Have the Third Gate Fleet return to defend the core star system, and have the Space Assassin Fleet bypass the Void Realm route and cut back to the rear directly from the Seventh Gate!"

But no sooner had the order been issued than the Star Court of Ailansur closed in.

The psionic fleet, which had been retreating, suddenly turned around, and the Starsing Fleet unfolded from the illusory mist. The psionic sailing ships released a mental storm, briefly tearing the command chain of the Hecate Clan's main fleet.

The Gate Empire ships wanted to open the gates to evacuate, but they discovered that the Void Realm Channel had been preordained by the Eldar Prophet Council with a locked-image prophecy, and all the exits had been shifted into pre-prepared fire traps.

[In the sixteenth round of extraterritorial intervention, the Star Court of Alansur completed the closing of the Void Path. The psionic fleet disrupted the main command chain of the Hecate Gate with a psychic storm, forcing three Folded Gate fleets into chaos simultaneously.]

[In the same round, the Covenant Empire launched a frontal assault from the outer ring of the 99th world, with megastructure cruisers, reality anchor frigates, and heavy railgun platforms pouring into the battlefield to cooperate with the Alansur Starsing Fleet in annihilating the Hecate Clan's Third Clan Fleet.]

[The Winged Emperor attempted to defend the core star system with his space assassin fleet, but Utramar's reality anchor network had already covered three rear gateway nodes. The assassin fleet was forced to exit through the wrong exit and was ambushed by the Covenant Empire's mobile fleet.]

The war turned into a full-blown hunt starting from the sixteenth round.

Everything that the Winged Emperor had painstakingly built was locked inside the planet, and he could only watch helplessly as his planet was euthanized one by one.

Xia Xiu and the High Priest worked together seamlessly, slowly bleeding the Hecate family dry until the nineteenth round, when the game ended.

[In the nineteenth round of extraterritorial intervention, the outer defenses of the capital planet of the Hecate Gate were breached. Utramar activated the last [Angel of Peace] containment device, placing the capital planet under civilization-level isolation.]

[Within the same round, the Covenant Empire occupied the outer ring starport of the Hecate Gate, the Alanthur Star Court annihilated the remaining Folded Gate fleet, and the Winged Emperor supported a civilization that lost its core planet, main fleet, and gateway network.]

[Intervener of the Gate Empire, the civilization you chose can no longer keep up with the times; they have vanished from history!]

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boom--!
Hidden within the crevice of the red scar, the Winged Emperor smashed the deduction table in front of him with a single punch.

Purple crystal fragments and gateway symbols exploded in all directions, half of the star map instantly collapsed into gibberish, the civilization emblem of the Hecate Gate went out from the table, leaving only a few faint lights representing the remaining fleet trembling in the red cracks, which were then forcibly erased by the rules of the miniature garden.

The scribe Ahmus stood aside in fright, even holding his breath.

The Winged Emperor's entire purple face had darkened to the point of being almost black, and the third eye on his forehead opened into a narrow slit, with the light of the portal churning inside, like a collapsing folded stargate.

"How could the civilization I chose lose?!"

He turned around abruptly, his third eye fixed on the now-extinguished projection of civilization.

“There’s a problem, there’s a problem here—someone isn’t following the rules of the miniature garden world, someone is using underhanded tactics.”

Enraged, the Winged Emperor even uttered the laughable remark that someone was using underhanded tactics. He argued that every interventionist in civilizations uses underhanded tactics, and even his missionary work was an example of that.

The scribe Ahmus looked around and his expression immediately changed.

After the Hercate Clan was eliminated, the aura of protection they had gained through the interventionist civilization was dissipating. The narrative gaps within the red scars began to repel outsiders, and the gateway platform beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, as if an invisible stomach wall was contracting.

"Your Majesty, we must leave."

“The Hercate’s Court has been ruled out; the Sandbox no longer recognizes our interference seat; the Red Scar is pushing us out. If you continue to stay, you will be directly locked in by the exclusion rules of the Big Bubble.”

The Winged Emperor did not answer.

He stared at the elimination notice, his chest heaving violently. The light in his third eye on his forehead grew brighter and brighter, and the lines on his face spread from his eye sockets to his cheeks, like a purplish-black spider web that had been forcibly torn open.

No, I didn't lose.

His voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"This game doesn't count. I was careless and didn't play well."

Ahmos's heart sank.

"His Majesty--"

"I said, this round doesn't count. My attention was focused on Wo Wutu's calculations, which is why I made a basic mistake!"

The Winged Emperor raised his hand, and great spirituality, like outstretched wings, suddenly spread out from behind him. Hundreds of gate rings lit up simultaneously in the red gaps, attempting to recapture the erased traces of civilization of the Hecate School.

"I want to open another game."

This guy can't handle it anymore.

His great spirituality directly clashed with the rules of the Red Scar's miniature garden, attempting to intervene in civilization once again, but the Red Scar did not tolerate him.

If you're bad, practice more. If you lose, you lose. Want to restart? Get lost!
The next moment, the gaps in the narrative suddenly contracted, and the surrounding red bubble walls pressed down like living things. The portal rings opened by the Winged Emperor twisted one after another, and the folding doors that originally led to different civilization nodes were forcibly rewritten into dead ends. Behind the doors, there was only rolling red light and cold repulsive force.

The clerk, Ahmos, was thrown by the shockwave and crashed into the broken calculation column, his record board flying out of his hand.

He looked up and saw that the Winged Emperor was already facing off against the rule of the red scar.

The purple portals expanded outwards, attempting to forcefully carve out a new entrance into the bubble walls; the red scars, like a silent, enormous millstone, crushed those portals layer by layer, and all the remnants of civilization captured by the Winged Emperor were quickly extinguished in the red light.

"Your Majesty, let's go!"

Ahmos finally couldn't help but shout it out.

Flying Emperor: "I told you, I didn't lose! I want another round!!!"

Countless red cracks spread along the gaps in the narrative, the platform beneath the Winged Emperor's feet was torn apart, and the gate ring behind him began to explode in pieces. Purple and red light crushed each other in the gaps, turning this hidden space into a chaotic mess.

The scribe, Ahmos, turned pale. It was just a game, why was he acting like this?