Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 780 [Chapter of Civilization Survival]

While Xia Xiu was lost in thought, 0-07 continued speaking.

[Green]'s voice was deep and steady, with a power that penetrated people's hearts:

"The Panda Network exists for much more than that. It is not just a defense system, but also an exploration tool - a manifestation of higher-dimensional life. It is one of the ultimate manifestations of the ascending order of the Spectrum Think Tank."

There was a hint of awe and certainty about the unknown in her tone, and her eyes inadvertently fell on Xia Xiu, the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven.

"We plan to move part of the network to Odepapadopoulos, allowing it to help us deal with those unresolved anomalies and serve as one of the important strongholds of the Kingdom of Heaven in the Ivy War."

Xia Xiu sensed the deep meaning in [Green Clothes]’s gaze.

He put away his thoughts and speculations about the "Ascended One" and smiled at 0-07. Then he stood up, looked directly at the Ancient Set, and told him the purpose of their visit:

“We hope to take over the restoration of Odepapadopoulos and turn it into an enclave of the Third Court of the Kingdom of Heaven, and at the same time establish it as a [Starry Sky Outpost]—it will not just be a ruin, we will restore this prehistoric site to its glory.”

Seth's gaze fell on Xia Xiu, and a complicated expression appeared in his old eyes.

After a moment's silence, he nodded slightly, signaling the young man to continue.

"Next, I will explain to you my definition of heaven and angels—"

The fourth sword bearer in the Kingdom of Heaven had golden eyes as bright as burning stars. He spoke to the Ancient One:
“For me, no matter what the ‘past’ or ‘future’ is like, no matter if it’s illusory or a bubble, I will only choose to fight.

I would choose to throw myself into the torrent of time and the impermanence of the world!
No matter how comfort and pain, boredom and success, alternate with each other;

Heaven and all the angels—there is only activity."

Seth quietly stared at the young man with blond hair and golden eyes. His expression changed from complicated at first to solemn and focused.

After a long time, the ancient one finally spoke, his voice was low, but with a meaningful sigh:

“You… do possess all the virtues of the new human Apollo.

Your beliefs, your will, even your words."

His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed closely on the blond young man in front of him, as if he wanted to see some kind of future through him.

He paused, and a solemn expression gradually emerged between his brows:

“However, if you decide to accept this city, are you ready to face the original devil and even the enemy of all life?

They are not ordinary enemies, but the embodiment of distortion, inversion and abyss, and the destroyers of many civilizations. "

Xia Xiu met Seth's gaze with a calm smile on his face. There was no hesitation in that smile, only certainty.

"What the devil pursues is always the monotonous and boring white, but..."

He looked at the Ancient One and said calmly:
"——The sun cannot tolerate the monotony of white."

After hearing this, Seth raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. That smile was mixed with relief, satisfaction, and a sense of relief as if all burdens had been put down.

He nodded, his voice low but calm:
"This city originally belonged to the human Apollo - in the distant past, it was my father's inheritance; later, it belonged to the king of heaven.

And now...it has finally found a new owner."

His gaze is deep and distant, carrying the accumulation of endless time and the witness of history.

Seth slowly stretched out a hand and gestured forward. The gesture was like a traditional etiquette, ancient and solemn:
"Take it. Odepapadopoulos will awaken again, but this time, it will belong to your time."

Xia Xiu looked at Set's palm and the ancient city behind him, then he walked towards the ancient one and stretched out his hand.

On this day, the third son of the ancient sun, the surviving member of the prehistoric civilization, handed over the great Odepapadopoulos to Apollo among the new humans.

When their palms hit each other, time seemed to be frozen, and the endless years and vicissitudes of life condensed into eternity in this moment.

A dazzling light burst out from their overlapping palms, illuminating the entire earth.

In that light, there was an ancient mark, and the image of the Iron Crown emerged in the light - its shape was magnificent and solemn, surrounded by a circle of exquisite metal arcs, and the arcs were dotted with twelve gems burning like stars. Each gem emitted a different light, symbolizing a lost civilization.

A small obsidian star is suspended in the center of the crown, and its surface is covered with countless runes as fine as longitude and latitude.

The mark of the crown passed from the hands of the Ancient One to the palm of the Sword Bearer of Heaven.

The light surged towards Xia Xiu like a tide. His body shook slightly, and a golden mark appeared between his eyebrows. The image of the Iron Crown was projected into the depths of his soul.

His consciousness was pulled into a vast sea of ​​stars, where he saw the remains of civilization and the true meaning of the Iron Crown.

——This is an artifact made from an extinct star in the universe. It is a ritual and carrier of the survival of civilization.

When the first forbidden fruit from the Tree of Knowledge was eaten, mankind walked out of the fear of the gods.

In the interaction of the imprints, Xia Xiu saw thick fragments of information. Those fragments were a torrent of memory, a treasure of wisdom, and a glorious history reflected by countless stars.

The Iron Crown is the repository of civilization, it records everything: memories, emotions, knowledge and hopes.

The core of the crown is an unprecedented STC template survival technology that exceeds the limits of technology and wisdom in this world.

Everything within the sphere of influence of the holder and their civilization is included in the crown's storage.

It is a bastion of survival, and its holder can replicate all creations and knowledge of civilization. It not only preserves, but also creates.

This is the only designated repository left by the sun for the world, an eternal fire.

The moment Xia Xiu took over the seal of the crown, he seemed to hear a magnificent echo in the depths of his soul. It was the whisper of the core of the Iron Crown:
“I am the foundation of civilization, I am the source of survival.

He who holds me will gain the wisdom of the stars and the memory of all living things.

As long as civilization survives, I will also survive."

The light gradually calmed down, and Xia Xiu stood in the core of Odepapadopoulos. The glory and ancient atmosphere of the entire city seemed to be integrated with him. The mark of the Iron Crown still shone between his brows, and the faint glow was like the twinkling of starlight, showing an extraordinary and solemn temperament.

The air around seemed immersed in solemnity, as if the heaven and earth were holding their breath for the coronation of the new king.

This prehistoric wonder, Odepapadopoulos, has now completely submitted to the will of Hugh Abraham.

Suddenly, a series of prompts appeared in Xia Xiu's field of vision, as if they came from some higher-dimensional power, confirming that he had completed the inheritance.

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【Ding--】

[You have obtained the Iron Crown: The Seal of Civilization's Survival!] [You have obtained a new element - [Omniscience]!]

[Unlocked Features of the Iron Crown]:
Control of Civilization Radiation: As the heir to the Iron Crown, you will control the operation of Odepapadopoulos and all civilization creations within its sphere of influence.

Right of survival (quasi-integrated STC genealogy): The Crown's survival seal will automatically store the memories, emotions, and knowledge of all intelligent life in the area, and save them in the civilization database to avoid cultural discontinuities caused by disasters.

Sensing power: Your consciousness can directly sense the core module of the Iron Crown. At the same time, you can use this power to sense the state and emotions of life within the burning range.

Reproduction rights: With the Iron Crown's civilization survival template, you can reproduce the technology, architecture and culture of prehistoric civilizations within the city-state.

The Iron Crown allows the holder to create entirely new civilizations, combining existing knowledge and stored data to break conventional material and energy limitations.

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As the system prompt appeared, Xia Xiu closed his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be integrated into the veins of Odepapadopoulos.

His consciousness seemed to turn into a beam of light, spreading from the center, passing through every street and every passage in this ancient city, and even penetrating into those tiny energy nodes.

He sensed the power flowing deep within the city, the long-lost miracles that were speaking with their faint breaths of past glory and future hope.

He slowly raised his hand, and the [Mark of the Iron Crown] on the back of his hand emitted a faint light, unexpectedly merging with the [Mark of Ion] he already possessed.

The mark symbolizing the Ouroboros seemed to be wrapped around the Iron Crown, forming a strange harmonious resonance.

"Where is the real Iron Crown now? Where has the civilization it carries gone?"

Xia Xiu couldn't help but ask out loud, turning his gaze to the ancient beside him.

When Seth heard this question, his expression froze for a moment, and then he let out a long sigh.

His voice was low and slow, carrying an indescribable sadness and helplessness.

“The survival of civilization itself is a magnificent super-sustaining device. It is supposed to carry all the knowledge of human civilization, allowing every user to share this information at the same time, achieving an explosive growth of knowledge.

That is the ultimate mission of the clan of Apollyon, the king of heaven, and it is also the ideal of our clan.”

Set looked up into the distance, and the glorious afterimage of Odepapadopoulos seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

As he spoke, his expression became more profound.

"But all of this was completely shattered with the disappearance of my father and the wars between the Heavenly King, the Red King, and other races. And the final flood..."

When he said this, his tone paused slightly, as if he was chewing on the pain that had long been buried deep in history.

"The crown was lost somewhere in the ether, and turned into a lonely unknown light."

Xia Xiu listened quietly without interrupting, just gently stroking the mark on the back of his hand with his fingers.

He felt a subtle sadness, which was the fragmented memory left over from the destruction of thousands of years of civilization.

If the Iron Crown is used perfectly, the holder of the crown will radiate the entire civilization, allowing every human being to share this information at the same time...

This thing is tailor-made for the [utopianism] of heaven!

Its entry threshold is many orders of magnitude lower than the thirteen integrated STC hero templates of Heaven.

Seth continued, with a hint of cold anger and helplessness in his tone:

"What's worse is that the information inside the Iron Crown, which was supposed to preserve civilization, is no longer a pure storage of civilization due to the deep hatred of the enemies of the original devil towards the family of King Apollyon of Heaven, as well as the corruption of Apollyon himself."

He looked at Xia Xiu deeply, his eyes were complicated and heavy:
"Now, its interior has become a giant emotional garbage can, filled with twisted emotions of hatred, resentment, and revenge from all ages over thousands of years."

Xia Xiu frowned, his eyes unconsciously falling on the mark on the back of his hand again.

This mark, which symbolizes the continuation of civilization, now seems to carry an indescribable heaviness.

Seth slowly took a step closer and whispered to Xia Xiu:
“The right of continuation and reproduction of the crown that you currently hold is an independent template, which is part of the crown but not its core.

And when you do find the lost Iron Crown, you'll have to do something very difficult."

"Format those ten thousand years of hatred and resentment."

Seth spoke in a low voice, his eyes revealing deep warning and helplessness.

"This will be an extremely dangerous process. Those emotions are not just 'data', but a collection of the resentful souls and emotions of countless creatures over millions of years. They will resist you and try to devour you. And you need to completely remove them from the Iron Crown before they fully awaken."

Xia Xiu was silent for a long time, as if the entire ancient Odepapadopoulos was plunged into a solemn silence.

He slowly raised his hand and lightly touched the slightly hot iron crown mark on his forehead. His fingertips seemed to feel the ancient power surging in it.

The mark carries not only authority and knowledge, but also a torrent of emotions that have not subsided for thousands of years - anger, resentment, unwillingness, and even suffocating despair.

The inheritance of civilization is more terrifying and powerful than all the STC templates today.

STC——“Fool-style operation”.

Iron Crown——"Experiential Operation".

It can directly bring you into the required operator's state, just like a soul being transported through time, allowing you to directly gain a feel for, and experience knowledge, while also allowing you to gain a thorough understanding without having to understand it yourself, truly achieving one-step knowledge transfer.

People just need to stand on the shoulders of civilization and move forward.

This is simply the ideal...

——The foundation for the survival of utopianism.

“If it is my duty to inherit the crown, then no matter what, I will do it.

Such emotional garbage has no right to tarnish the foundation of a civilization."

The fourth sword bearer of Heaven looked at the Ancient One and said.

Seth stared at him, a smile gradually appearing on his face, but it was so complicated that it was impossible to fully understand.

This smile contained relief, expectation, and a hint of sadness and worry that was difficult to conceal. He spoke slowly, his voice low, with a distant and mysterious feeling:

"May you possess all the virtues that a civilization should possess, and be able to bear the responsibilities that come with it."

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