Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 781 [Ivy League War List: Three Courtyards of Heaven, Earthly Courtyard]

Xia Xiu took the glowing [Seal of the Continuation of Civilization] from Set's hand, and he felt that it was integrated with his crown and authority.

Interestingly, both his “flesh and blood” and his “machine” like this new partner very much.

The Ouroboros-like Seal of Ion surrounds the Seal of the Iron Crown; the Broken Spark rejoices in the element of omniscience and omnipotence.

“This is the [foundation]…” Xia Xiu murmured in a low voice.

From this moment on, he was the controller of Odepapadopoulos.

He raised his head, looked beyond the magnificent city, and brought his thoughts back to his current responsibilities and plans.

According to the Golden Law established by the Golden Tree, if you want to participate in the Ivy War, you need to meet two core conditions:
1. Have a hub (enclave) or plane fragment as a [foundation], and plant [golden branches] on it for watering.

Second, it has an [Ivy Compensation Pool] for replenishing correction values.

Once the two are achieved, it means that the force can enter the [Ivy League War List].

There is only one purpose for entering the list, which is to obtain the [claim right] of the Ivy League War.

Claim: It is a core mechanism planned by the Golden Rule, mainly used to manage territorial disputes and war goals between planes.

It allows a plane lord or a nexus to stake its claim to certain territorial claims, providing a legal and diplomatic basis for future territorial expansion.

The Golden Rule states that:
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I. Only planes claimed during a war can be occupied after the war, recognized by the Golden Rule, and subject to the modified economic induction.

II. After winning the war, you can only harvest the planes/hubs that you claimed. Unclaimed planes/hubs cannot be directly owned.

III. While the war is ongoing, you can continue to add claims, but you will need to pay a higher modifier.

IV. Defense and Claim Conflicts If a power is claimed by multiple hostile powers, post-war control will depend on the winner of the war or agreement.

V. The closer to the plane of one's own depth, the lower the declaration cost.

VI. The Ivy League War List has a depth range (1~100; depth 1~5 is the epidermis of the present world)

Follow-up: Slightly...

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Xia Xiu had already established a replenishment pool in the [Hub·Whisper Square] as a core hub for reserve resources in the rear.

And now, he has obtained Odepapadopoulos, which is the best [foundation] for the three colleges.

As an important part of this war, this enclave is not only the hub of the three future colleges, but also the fulcrum of the Ivy League's conquest strategy.

Now, all he had to do was find a good feng shui site in Odepapadopoulos and plant the branches he had received earlier from John K. Hanks, president of the Second Federal Reserve Bank of the Edici Federal Reserve.

This branch was given to him when he completed the Uma Musume collaboration project between the Second Federal Reserve Bank and himself, and he has always kept it with him in his [Personal Customization] space.

Xia Xiu looked at the three people present, then he looked at Set, stretched out his hand, and took out a golden branch from the void.

His eyes fell on the golden branch that he had just taken out of the void.

It was a branch that was golden yellow all over, slender and delicate. Every leaf seemed to be soaked in golden light, sparkling with incredible luster.

On the surface of the branches, there are some tiny lines that move slightly like breathing, which seem to contain infinite mysteries and power.

Seth stood beside Xia Xiu, his eyes fixed on the golden branches, a complicated look in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low and meaningful voice:

"This is the so-called golden tree... Its essence is actually a fragment of Yggdrasil, a projection of Terra's Alaya... What's even crazier is that it still has traces of human pan-consciousness. It's unbelievable that the humans on this land can combine so many concepts into one thing."

Xia Xiu nodded slightly and turned the branch in his hand, seeming to be thinking.

After a moment, he turned to look at Seth:
"Now, I need to find a suitable place in this city to plant it. Do you have any recommendations?"

Seth did not hesitate. His eyes seemed to penetrate every inch of the city. Finally, he spoke slowly:
"The Palace of Sunset."

"Plant it next to the tomb of the original demon Lancelot. Believe me, that land is the best place to carry this power."

"Are you sure you want to plant it next to Lancelot's body?" Xia Xiu raised his eyebrows.

Seth laughed softly, his tone revealing a hint of teasing and depth:

“Yes, that is the resting place of the original demon. His bones have long been transformed into silent source and buried deep in the Sunset Palace.

Planting the golden branch there would not only give the branch the strongest possible roots, but would also awaken Lancelot's submission.

Once you have built your own laws and circles, this ugly demon will become a member of your legion and a shadow under the golden tree."

Xia Xiu stared at Seth quietly. The golden branch in his hand emitted a faint glow. His fingertips slowly slid across the surface of the branch, as if feeling its pulse.

His eyes moved, as if he was measuring the hidden meaning in Set's proposal.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile:
"Since you say so, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look at the Tenth Hero, Saint George, and [Green] who had remained silent.

After his eyes stayed on St. George for a moment, he gently raised the golden branch in his hand, and said with a hint of lightheartedness:
"You can report to your teacher now. The matter of the three colleges has been settled now."

St. George nodded slightly. His face, which was always as calm as a rock, showed no obvious emotions, but there was a hint of recognition in his eyes.

He looked at Xia Xiu and replied in a low voice:
"I will report the truth."

Afterwards, Xia Xiu turned his gaze towards [Green Clothes], and his expression became more restrained and solemn.

He nodded slightly, with a tone of gratitude and solemnity:
“Abraham will always remember the resolution meeting and the help of His Excellency the Green.

I will fully cooperate with the investigation into the Ancient Ones and Odepapadopoulos."

[Green] smiled slightly, his expression gentle but firm.

She replied softly:

“Everything is just for the service of Heaven and for the service of humanity.”

Simple yet meaningful words echoed in the air, giving people a sense of invisible weight.

Xia Xiu nodded, turned his eyes firmly to Seth, and gestured to him.

The ancient man said nothing more, turned around and walked ahead, leading the group.

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Odepapadopoulos, Temple of the Setting Sun.

Xia Xiu stepped into the Sunset Palace again, and the heavy breath hit him in the face, causing him to frown slightly.

As far as his eyes could see, there was a dilapidated ruin, and deep in the ruins, the contaminated corpse lay in the center of the hall.

This is the original demon Lancelot, a demon who was once glorious but fell into the abyss.

Behind Xia Xiu, three halos as white as mutton-fat jade quietly floated up, emitting a faint glow.

The halo did not have a dazzling brilliance, but had a quiet majesty, like frozen holy time, slowly rotating around him. The tenth hero, Saint George, also activated his crown, and a complex halo appeared above his head.

The halo is covered with delicate runes and patterns. If you look closely, you can find that these patterns are like miniature worlds, carrying countless complex flows of information.

The projection of [Green Clothes] seems less stable.

Faced with the pollution emitted by Lancelot's corpse, her virtual image was obviously affected and became blurred, gradually reducing from its original lifelike sense of entity to a rough texture, and one could even see that the data flow at the edge was gradually dissipating.

However, as one of the decision makers in this exchange, she remained calm and looked ahead sharply.

In comparison, Seth was normal.

He still looked calm, and the pollution and oppression could not shake his existence at all.

He stood there, his eyes so deep as if he could see through everything in this hall, looking calmly at the huge, twisted corpse.

Everyone's attention finally focused on the vague humanoid entity in front of them.

It lies across the center of the temple ruins, motionless, yet continuously outputting a constant amount of heat, making the air in the entire temple appear distorted and scorching.

Lancelot's body is extremely large, with a torso similar to that of a human, but connected to six legs and six severely bloated arms.

At the end of each arm was a crude metal buckle, to which was attached a heavy iron chain, the ends of which were deeply embedded in the ground, as if to fix the huge corpse in place.

His skin was an unnatural bluish-gray color, covered in cracks and rune-like lines, and each line was oozing out continuous pollutants.

The pollution evaporated in the air, turning into a vague smoke, which intertwined with the heat, making the entire space appear distorted and weird.

"Go ahead." Seth said to Xia Xiu.

The fourth sword bearer of heaven followed the guidance of the ancient Set and walked in front of the original demon Lancelot.

In his hand he held the [golden branch] that radiated holy light. On the branch was engraved his mark, which was a symbol of human will and the laws of heaven.

There was an indescribable sense of solemnity and oppression in the air, as if the entire hall was holding its breath, waiting for this moment to arrive.

Xia Xiu leaned forward slightly and slowly inserted the branch into the ground next to the corpse of the original demon.

His palm gently covered the soil, and where his fingertips touched, a faint golden light flashed. The light seemed to respond to his will, gradually extending and blending with the earth.

Then, Xia Xiu stood up and raised his right hand.

On the back of his hand, the mark symbolizing the [Iron Crown] radiates a dazzling light, like a little sun that never fades.

He slowly raised his hand and released the authentication information of Odepapadopoulos to the [Golden Tree Branches] that he had just planted.

It was a thick stream of information, and each piece of data carried the memory and mystery of prehistoric civilization. When this information was injected into the branches, an unprecedented miracle began.

The golden branches are rising and it is growing.

The trunk of the branch began to swell, like an ancient beast awakening from a deep sleep.

It greedily absorbs the injected information, as if it wants to devour the wisdom and laws of the entire world.

Golden liquid oozed from the surface of the bark. It was the brilliance condensed from the golden law, as if fresh blood was flowing through it.

Countless ancient runes and lines appeared on the surface of the tree trunk, and each rune exuded an indescribable mysterious aura.

Those runes were like burning brands in the sun, reflecting dazzling golden light, and vitality and hope were hidden in the cracks.

The treetops became huge and vast, with branches extending in all directions, as if to embrace the entire sky.

The slightly trembling golden light between the branches and leaves was like countless twinkling stars, sprinkling down pieces of golden light rain.

The rain of light flowed in the air, spreading out like a galaxy, sprinkling holy blessings on the entire border area.

Between the branches and leaves, the golden phantoms of countless souls vaguely emerge, which are the symbols of the reincarnation of countless living beings.

Phantoms danced in the golden light, like the dead who traveled through time and space, whispering praises to the birth of the golden tree.

The roots of the tree extend out, reaching into the dark abyss.

The tree roots are another wonder.

They are deeply embedded in the earth, like countless golden snakes flowing to every corner of the border area, and even deep into the invisible dark abyss underground.

Each root radiates a solemn golden light; they are not only the pillars of life, but also the bonds that maintain world order.

A layer of misty golden light surrounds the roots. That light is like some kind of holy barrier, isolating pollution and chaos outside, while integrating vitality and order within.

This fundamental power not only connects the surface and the abyss, but also lays an unshakable foundation for the growth of the golden tree.

When the tree grows, the earth becomes silent.

The entire hall was shrouded in the glory of the tree, and the air was no longer filled with the evil pollution of Lancelot, but was filled with a solemn and peaceful holy atmosphere.

The huge corpse of the original demon seemed to become increasingly dimmer under this light, while the existence of the golden tree was like a newborn king, announcing a new order and hope.

At this moment, when the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven planted the golden tree branches in Odepapadopolis.

The sky trembled, the earth was silent, and all the worlds were shocked.

At this moment, time and space were like the surface of water being hit, causing countless ripples.

From the land of Terra to the void of the Hundred Worlds, from human settlements to the ruins of the Ancients, from the undercurrents at the border to the Gate of Eternity at the other end of the starry sea, all living beings, no matter how strong or weak, can feel that vibration - that is the echo of the law and the declaration of the golden rhythm.

All realms are shaken, and all spirits are aware.

At this moment, all the creatures involuntarily stopped everything they were doing. They subconsciously looked up at the sky, as if some invisible force was calling them.

Their hands trembled as they reached out to their own [Ivy League War List].

The brilliance of the list was like falling stars, and countless data flowed rapidly, lighting up everyone's vision.

Those names in the list, those cold data, were suddenly shrouded in an inexplicable pressure.

[Update completed, the name of Heaven is engraved on it like a sword——]

A message appeared on all the lists like a divine revelation, carrying with it an irresistible majesty and solemnity.

The cold reminder sounded in people's ears, like a declaration from the divine law:

[Update of the special attention list completed——]

[Special attention list: Heaven]

[War List: Three Courtyards of Heaven and Earthly Courtyard]

[Holy Word: Theory is always gray, but the tree of life is evergreen——]

[Current correction value ranking: 20000+]

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