Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 917 The Doomsday Clock is running thirty seconds faster!
Three standard Terra days later.

After the Mechanical Saint Saint Bumaro personally cleared out all the Orthodox heretics in the branch church who were not loyal to the name of the courtyard, Oletin's Mechanical Church was like a huge reset instrument, shining and quietly embedded in the political structure of the courtyard.

When the news that "the Orletin branch church officially belongs to the Midgard" reached the Terra Center, everyone's attention was immediately focused on the Daeva Empire, the totalitarian theocracy that claims to be the "center of all faiths."

The response from the Daeva Empire was, unsurprisingly, crazy.

Just within three standard hours after the news was confirmed, the elders of the Episcopal Church issued a ninth-level emergency decree through the divine law circuit overnight. A divine decree engraved with red thread and branded with wax was sent to all major Orthodox nodes:

Any Orthodox believer who encounters the traitor Saint Bumaro and his faction should kill him.

Anyone who knows but does not report it shall be punished.

Anyone who argues that it is not a heresy shall be punished with the same crime.

Overnight, all secondary data bodies containing Bumaro's old memories were completely formatted; all databases marked with "Oletin Branch" across Terra were forcibly taken over; researchers from more than forty church-affiliated laboratories were ordered to sign the [Confirmation of Faith Consistency], otherwise they would be treated as "thought polluters."

A "holy purge" sweeping across the Orthodox system quietly began.

Meanwhile, the turmoil in the astral realm has not yet subsided, but the flags of the Earthly Courtyard are already fluttering in the wind above Naresias, within the wraith belt, and in all the hubs of the old empire.

That is an irreversible established reality—the earthly courtyard has become a weight that cannot be ignored in the astral world.

The Golden Court began to be on alert, and the faith of the gods began to stir.

Countless believers and clergy, racial leaders and ancient beings, in secret and contemplative conversations, tried to understand why this "human-dominated" regime could destroy a huge empire in just a few months.

They lick their claws in the dark, staring eagerly at the earthly courtyard ruled by the Lord of the Courtyard.

The gods of the Golden Court had reached a consensus that the courtyard could no longer be allowed to develop unchecked.

And in such a tense, dark and eventful background, the wind of the astral world temporarily subsided under the suppression of the courtyard.

Now, the major forces and the courtyard are in a delicate balance. Although everyone with a discerning eye knows that this balance is very fragile, no one wants to destroy it now.

……

……

Naresia Hub, Governor's Mansion Main Building.

Xia Xiu sat in his office chair, leaning against a pile of documents made of half a pile of scattered crystal plates, one hand on the armrest and the other on his temple, his blond hair disheveled and his eyes unfocused.

As the king of office workers, after a brief victory, what Xia Xiu was left with was not a celebration banquet, but a sea of ​​government documents.

He had been busy with these papers for some time, especially since Pansy Jane and Camille were granted vacation, he had been dealing with these piles of documents.

Fortunately, the situation is finally moving in the right direction.

The peripheral spectrum of Heaven's Kingdom has been basically completed, the management bureau's think tank has finally stabilized and the returns of each node are approaching the standard line.

The most important thing is that he personally completed the transformation of the two captured [Master Brains] during this period.

The underground information center under the city of Narasius has been completely converted into a processing station.

The two [Master Brains] were plugged into dozens of data spines manufactured by Panda Networks and immersed in a constant temperature blue liquid. They were like two restless large processors that were forcibly incorporated into the courtyard's computing framework.

Biowetware - This is a technology developed by Panda Network according to its own requirements.

The [Master Brain] is wetware. It will not die, cry, or stop. It will just keep calculating, analyzing, scheduling, and executing until it completely collapses.

Xia Xiu clearly remembered the Panda Network representative telling him that this thing could last at least a hundred years, or standard Terran years.

As wetware, they will work for the courtyard day and night to share the workload of the king of social animals.

"Panda Network really has all kinds of weird stuff. Their existence itself is also weird enough. They feed on information. Whatever they feed it, they can open up the corresponding technical system. Now the courtyard's STC is basically relying on the continuous research and development of Panda Network."

Xia Xiu couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time, he was filled with fear for the [Supreme Divinity] that could force Panda Network into its current state.

"But even such an evil creature was forced to exterminate its race by the Pattern Screamers. It had no choice but to abandon the concept of its own existence and transform its species collectively into an anomaly to escape being hunted down..."

While the Lord of the Courtyard was thinking about the [Pattern Screamer], Eden suddenly popped up the genealogy interface automatically. A circle of light golden light lit up in the interface, and an extremely concise command line appeared in the center:
[Joint meeting between O-01 and O-13——]

[Request authority: The fourth sword bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, Director of the Honkai Administration Bureau, Lord of the Courtyard, Hugh Abraham]

[The Wall of Sighs has been activated! ]

[Rainbow Bridge·Consciousness Channel has been opened! ]

[Do you want to start the "Yuhui" interface and access the remote conference venue? ]

"Are you going to hold a meeting to summon me..." he murmured, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

He leaned back in his chair without moving immediately, but his eyes were fixed on the golden circle, his expression calm as a mirror.

This was not a routine dispatch or a procedural briefing, but a joint summons by the thirteen highest decision-making bodies of the Kingdom of Heaven.

If his previous actions were still within controllable limits, then now, this message meant that his existence had made the heart of heaven feel the necessary attention.

The fall of the Soul Sucker Empire, the advancement of the secularization of the courtyard, and the wide-area landing of the peripheral spectrum...

All of these are within the grand blueprint of Heaven, known as the secular integration project, and he is the sword-wielding executor chosen on this path of integration.

This achievement may just be a ranking jump in the war list, but it is also a political achievement that is worth showing off in the power structure.

Xia Xiu stroked his chin and muttered in his heart:
"Now that the thirteen highest decision-making bodies of the Kingdom of Heaven have jointly summoned me, could it be that they want to conduct a strategic alignment of the five-year plan?"

As he thought about it, he said to Eden:

"Eden, open the Rainbow Bridge link."

Eden's response was immediate, gentle but with the absoluteness that is unique to heaven:
【Authorization confirmation——】

[Activate the "Rainbow Bridge" link, do not activate the crown to resist! ]

The circle of light in front of the desk slowly converged and rotated into a transparent crystal-like portal, as if a clean hole was chiseled out in reality, revealing the light of a higher level structure behind it.

Then, from under the portal, a staircase made of pure light slowly rose, like silent ripples extending in the void, step by step, leading straight to the sky.

It does not belong to the architectural laws of this world.

It has no support points, no physical structure, yet is as solid as truth itself.

Xia Xiu stood up, shook off his black robe, and lightly touched the ground with his cane.

He looked up at the ladder of light, there was no hesitation in his golden eyes, only clarity and calmness.

Then he took the first step.

There was no wind under his feet, but the hem of his clothes floated along the stairs, as if an invisible air current lifted his body and sent him onto the bridge across the boundary.

When his feet completely stepped onto the stairs of light, reality began to quietly retreat.

He could feel that his body was not moving. What was actually rising was his consciousness, which was breaking away from the constraints of physics layer by layer, like a core of light being peeled off its shell.

His perception began to change, the feeling of breathing became weaker, the feeling of weight disappeared, and even his thoughts seemed to be gliding on a set track, both clear and fuzzy.

The world around me was so quiet that it seemed as if all sound had been drained away, with only light flowing.

He is being read and accepted.

Finally, when he stepped to the end of the bridge of light, the surroundings suddenly became empty.

The world suddenly turned, and he landed gently on the ground - not his physical body, but his consciousness, slowly descending in some invisible space.

It was a silent and majestic place, with the view seemingly stretched to the orbit of stars, but without any concrete terrain. It was a land without boundaries, beyond concepts.

There was the heaven that he was so familiar with - the [Unknown Land].

……

……

Heaven is an unknowable place.

The second level——[Yezla].

This is the "formed world", the translation of light, the reflection of will, and the dimension where the supreme source has not yet descended but already has direction and structure.

There is no ground or sky in the conventional sense here, only floating streams of consciousness and multi-layered spiritual structures, entwined, rhythmic, and humming like a sea of ​​stars.

If a mortal soul accidentally entered, it would probably be torn into pieces in a moment, and its thoughts would be annihilated.

And just above this vast sky of emptiness, clarity, and poetic rules, a Doomsday Clock hangs quietly in the center of the dome.

It almost blocked out the entire sky of the second floor.

Ancient and profound runes of laws flow on the translucent surface, and every time the gears mesh, it is like God whispering a judgment.

The clock face does not show real time.

Instead, only one type of number is displayed;
Countdown to doomsday.

All members of the Kingdom of Heaven who descend to this world can clearly "feel" its existence. This is not visual sight, but the instinctive "perception" of the clock through consciousness.

At this moment, Xia Xiu, who had just passed through the "Rainbow Bridge" consciousness channel, was standing in the layer, looking up at this magnificent celestial phenomenon.

The light mist surged, and the flow of spirit solidified into a solid line of defense under his feet.

His projection entity was clearly visible, his figure was tall and straight, and the lever serving as the [Miracle Wedge] also appeared in his hand.

Xia Xiu held the silver cane and looked up at the huge countdown numbers with a subtle look in his eyes.

Then, he couldn't move away anymore.

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He stood in the boundless world of light on the second level of [Yezla], his eyes still fixed on the Doomsday Clock that was quietly spinning above the sky.

The cold numbers on the clock face are clearly visible:

[Current time: 23:59:00]

[Minutes remaining: 1:30]

The corner of Xia Xiu's eye twitched slightly.

That was not a natural reaction to some sense of crisis, but simply a speechless feeling that could not be suppressed.

"Haha~"

When people are extremely speechless, they can't help laughing.

He took a deep breath and then complained in his heart:
"... My goodness, I haven't been watching Terra for a while, and this broken clock can jump forward 30 seconds by itself?"

You know, when he saw the number [23:58:30], he was already lamenting that Terra was a cesspool in a cesspool, in a state that would explode if poked.

But these thirty seconds of advancement are not used to make up the points.

This is Doomsday Clock.

Every second this thing advances is gained at the cost of the "trend of world collapse".

The closer it gets to midnight, the greater the event weight required, exponentially.

In [Yezla], this Doomsday Clock is not controlled by any single life form, does not respond to subjective will, and does not allow forgery or tampering.

Its operation is based on Heaven's [Supreme Program] - a [Supreme Divinity] operation sequence that only exists in the top-level logical matrix.

What it records is the direction of the world itself.

It’s not about the victory or defeat of a war, or the rise and fall of a country.

Rather, it is whether the entire civilization system is on the verge of collapse, whether it is approaching the end point where there is no turning back.

"...Fuck, where are the people on this land?"

Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes, his golden pupils appearing slightly speechless under the light of the clock.

He knew very well that these thirty seconds of change could not have happened without reason.

In the past month, he has focused all his energy on the construction of the courtyard, the finishing of the spirit absorber, the stabilization of the hub and the laying of the peripheral spectrum. Even if there is friction within the star realm, it is all under his control.

And in those corners that he had not yet taken care of or could not even reach, some extremely terrifying events had quietly come to light.

At this moment, he stood here. The projection had just landed, the rainbow bridge had not yet completely closed, and the meeting had not yet begun...

The resolution meeting summoned him at this point.

The timing was really too coincidental.

Xia Xiu still stood on the line of spiritual light, his eyes never leaving the Doomsday Clock hanging high in the sky.

Deep in his consciousness, he sighed softly and whispered to himself:

"...Eden didn't send me directly to the meeting, probably just to let me see the clock first."

It's not like he didn't notice that.

According to the authority level of the Kingdom of Heaven, he could have been projected directly into the meeting site - but he passed through []Yezla] first, and was made to stand directly under the Doomsday Clock for several seconds.

This pause really livened up the atmosphere.

"It seems like this is just a vaccination for me..." Xia Xiu murmured.

He originally thought that this meeting was just a routine report, and that the senior management would evaluate the subsequent management plan for the courtyard. But now it seems that he is clearly going to face a big storm.

A hint of coldness flashed through his heart - not hostility towards anyone, but sincere admiration for the entire earth's "ability to commit suicide".

"Just for a while... The Doomsday Clock can run 30 seconds faster. Terra is truly a place of talented people. Compared to the talents of this land, the creatures of the heavens and myriad worlds are simply too adorable."

As he was thinking, a slight psychic wave suddenly spread beside his ear.

Eden's interface popped up silently again, a halo spread out in front of him, and a line of calm and restrained words appeared in the void:
[Status: Transfer preparation]

[Current target: Central seat of the association]

[Are you sure to enter: the second round of consciousness transmission——]

Xia Xiu stared at the lines of words without saying anything. He just slowly raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

There was a hint of resignation in the tiredness of the movement.

"...Okay, teleport."

Now that it’s here, let the storm come even harder!

He wanted to see what Terra's cesspool looked like now! !