Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 918: The war mobilization status of the Kingdom of Heaven.

After Xia Xiu said the word "teleport", the ground constructed by his consciousness under his feet began to slowly break, like a thin layer of ice, shattering in silence.

Light streamed out from under his feet, transforming into ripples like the turning of pages in a book. Each layer of light page carried the folding of realms and the leap of consciousness.

At that moment, his existence was quietly pulled out of the current dimension and projected into a deeper central realm.

His figure was slowly swept up by the tide of light.

It was like sinking into a sacred archive that was being flipped through, marked, filed, and sent to the core chapters.

When he opened his eyes again, the world had changed.

Before my eyes was a boundless yet extremely solemn empty hall.

There is no specific dome or ground here, but there is a circle of constant circular platform, like the axis ring of the heart of the universe, quietly holding up the entire space invisibly.

In the center of the circle, on an empty platform, Xia Xiu's consciousness slowly solidified, like a statue emerging from the morning mist.

Around him, the thirteen tall chairs stood like relics of an era, and on each of them sat a pitch-black human figure.

Their figures are blurry and their outlines are vague, leaving only a dark shadow symbolizing "existence".

Resolution meeting, 13 seats are already present.

Except for the blank 0-13, the other twelve members are already in their seats.

At the moment Xia Xiu arrived, twelve voices shuttled through every neural circuit of consciousness like the wind:
"Good day, the fourth sword bearer of Heaven."

The sound was not loud, but extremely clear, as if every word was carved in this space and could not be ignored.

Xia Xiu looked calm, knowing full well that this place was extraordinary.

He bowed his head slightly, raised his right hand, took off his hat, put it neatly on his chest, leaned forward slightly, and returned the greeting with a solemn but not humble attitude:
"Good day, fellow deciders."

The ceremony was concluded and the empty hall fell into silence for a moment.

After a moment, the first person to speak was the decider numbered 0-07 in the circle.

0-07, [Show code: Green]:

"Abraham, first of all we need to express the appreciation of the assembly for your work here.

You have successfully carried out the extermination order issued by Heaven against the Mi-Go tribe.

This tribe has a long history and complex veins. It is one of the biggest obstacles to our efforts to recover the fragments of authority, and is also one of the main culprits of the Iberian reincarnation of humans.

So here we need to say thank you for your hard work. You have completed a difficult mission and brought back the last piece of the [Heaven's Lever] for the Kingdom of Heaven. "

With the initial praise, 0-07, who belongs to the same hawk faction as 0-08 and the same Utopia faction - [Show code name: Succinctist] also began to praise.

0-08 ：

“The establishment of the courtyard system has shown results, with a compact structure, efficient command, and a 74% completion rate of integration of marginalized ethnic groups.

The reintegration of the administration system and the establishment of peripheral spectrum have also entered a stable stage.

The means, rhythm, and logic of your taking over the astral world are in line with the expectations of the 'Five-Year Transformation Plan' we set earlier."

Looking at the Utopia faction singing the same tune, Xia Xiu guessed that the [Veteran] from the same faction would speak next.

And the result was indeed as expected.

0-10: [Veteran]:

“Abraham, you played really well.

The Gis people, the Mind-Sucker Empire...the longer these rotten roots are left alone, the deeper they will rot.

I said it a long time ago that humans simply cannot tolerate those strange-looking aliens who are different from us.

We cannot tolerate disrespect for the remains. Today it eats the bodies of your family members, and tomorrow, it will use you as food.

We also cannot bear to live in a world filled with creatures that are no different from the monsters of ancient legends.

Our emotions are incompatible and our logics are very different.

coexist?

Impossible.

So, you solved it cleanly and neatly, killing when it was time to kill and annexing when it was time to annex, without showing any mercy at all!"

At one point, this [veteran] commented somewhat unsatisfactorily on the "shortcomings" of Xia Xiu's work in the Star Realm.

0-10 ：

"Your Qiming dictatorship is still too lenient. Collecting a tithe from the foreign races is far from enough. You can obviously collect more. And allowing them to have the right to participate in politics... is really overestimating them.

Also, regarding the practice of tolerating the Gis philosophers as a nation of learning... I know it is the best solution after considering the pros and cons, but I still hope you remember one thing;

——The non-human alien races are always just pawns for the Kingdom of Heaven to accomplish its great cause. They can be abandoned at any time when necessary. Your kindness only needs to be used for humans. "

My goodness, this guy is indeed a hawk among the hawks in the Kingdom of Heaven, an absolute human supremacist who discriminates equally against all races except humans.

This is basically treating all the alien races in the heavens and myriad worlds as consumables. If he really governs the star realm according to this person's approach, those alien races in the star realm will definitely rebel.

Xia Xiu couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At this moment, the voices of the three decision makers fell one after another, like three pillars of holy fire burning in the void, illuminating the central hall shrouded in gray light.

[Green’s] approval was gentle and restrained;
The affirmation of [the concise one] is concise but not less weighty;

The [veteran’s] praise and implicit “criticism” carry the rough nature of those who have experienced actual combat.

The three of them spoke differently and had different positions, but they all sat at the highest seat in the Kingdom of Heaven and stamped their seal on Xia Xiu's conquest, governance, and integration in the star realm.

This scene is enough to show:
——The Utopia faction supports and appreciates him.

This faction, which has the most rigorous and rational thinking mode and advocates order, centralization and closed-loop thinking, has always used "ideal order monarchy" as its blueprint for governing the world.

In their eyes, Hugh Abraham is the "centralized lord" who can conquer the empire, reshape order, weave a new political system, and master the tools and logic of war by himself.

He is undoubtedly one of the concrete symbols of the ideal form of the philosopher king.

The Utopia was actively trying to win over him, the fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, and the remaining Rewashing Faction of the Box Garden Project had contact and cooperation with him (Nemo Yegor, one of the six chief judges who came into contact with Xia Xiu during the Iberia Incident and the Green Day Incident).

The Utopia faction has been maintaining a neutral and wait-and-see attitude.

Facing the praise from the three representatives of the Utopia faction, Xia Xiu responded in an official tone:

“These are my responsibilities.”

"Whether it's the rectification of the astral situation, the elimination of the old order, or the construction of the courtyard system and the integration of resources, they are all our responsibilities and missions."

He nodded slightly and continued:

“I will not boast of my achievements in what I have accomplished within the established framework; I would also like to ask the decision-makers to criticize the areas that are not yet perfect.”

"If there are still flaws in the subsequent links, I will personally supervise and correct them to ensure that the order is stable and the system is clear, and I will not be responsible for the 'execution of the will of the Kingdom of Heaven'."

Xia Xiu's words fell in the void, and after echoing for a moment, the scene returned to silence again.

The discussants on the twelve shadow wheels did not give a lengthy response.

They had not been summoned here to praise him.

As is the way of heaven: duties are performed as they should be, and recognition is given only when it is truly necessary.

Just when the silence was about to last too long, the tallest figure at the chief seat in the center of the circle, who seemed to be carved above the stars, slowly spoke.

The sound was not loud, but it was as heavy as a bell, like an irresistible torrent of consciousness that instantly gathered the attention of the entire audience.

0-01: "Abraham." These two short words clearly cut through the space of consciousness.

"You should have seen the Doomsday Clock on the second floor—the one that's sped up by thirty seconds."

As the words fell, it seemed to ignite an invisible wind pressure in the void.

Xia Xiu's heart moved.

Here comes the real theme.

He raised his eyes slowly, his expression calm, and a hint of inquisitive curiosity flashed in his golden pupils.

"Yes," he said, "Before I stepped into the Rainbow Bridge, I had personally confirmed the changes in the Doomsday Clock."

He spoke slowly and clearly, without much emotion in his words, but his alertness was clearly revealed.

"The last time I projected to the second floor of [Yezla], the clock was still [23:58:30]."

"And this time... it's already [23:59:00]."

“These thirty seconds of advancement were extraordinary.

The closer the Doomsday Clock's value is to midnight, the greater the weight of the phenomena needed to support its transition - in other words, during the time I was away from Terra, some extremely high-level structural disturbance must have occurred."

He slowly uttered the next sentence:
"I am not aware of this, but the questions raised by this... I agree with you."

His tone was calm, but the ending was full of power:

"Excuse me, which [Crisis Sequence] has gone out of control in Terra again?"

"Or has some unarchived Honkai event already occurred?"

After Xia Xiu raised the question, the void was silent for a moment.

0-01, suspended above the chief, did not respond immediately, as if it was digesting the added value of those thirty seconds along with more unspeakable variables.

But at this moment, another seat slowly lit up.

The light and shadow condensed into a human figure - unlike 0-01, who was shrouded in an indescribable mist, this person had a clear code name inscription displayed in front of his seat:

0-06·[Cowboy]
The moment this code name appeared in Xia Xiu's retina, he frowned slightly.

Regarding the decision maker who took the initiative to reveal his nickname, he always felt that what he would say next would definitely not be simple.

[Cowboy] spoke up.

His voice was more genuine and down-to-earth than that of the other discussants. It was a little hoarse, but it carried a directness that came from someone who had been through many battles.

0-06::
"I called you here this time just for that thirty seconds."

He paused, then got straight to the point:
"We need you in person, return to Terra immediately."

"Bring all the forces you used in the interstellar battle - including the Holy Machine of Gospel, and all the fourth-generation machines, third-generation and a half machines, etc. that you recovered, controlled, or recruited. Return together."

Xia Xiu's pupils shrank, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart.

An unknown tide is slowly pushing away the dams of time and space.

He was about to ask a question when he heard the cowboy continue:

"In addition to you, we have also issued a call to notify the first and second sword holders to return simultaneously."

"In addition to this," he lowered his voice, "the newly recruited Fourth Hero, Fifth Hero, Seventh Hero, Ninth Hero, and Tenth Hero will also be returned together."

"Including all the knightly orders they command."

At this moment, Xia Xiu's expression finally changed.

It's not a concealed frown, nor is it habitual silent thinking, but a real change.

His golden eyes, which should have been as constant as amber, instantly flashed with uncontrollable shock when he heard "the first sword-bearer", "the second sword-bearer", "the five heroes", and "the entire Knights Temporary were transferred back".

This is the center of half of the Heavenly Kingdom’s highest combat power!

Every name that is called back represents not only one person, but a domain war system under a sequence of authority.

The sword bearer is the important "force" of the Kingdom of Heaven to maintain world order;
Heroes are high-level executives forged with blood and faith, each of whom can erode the independence of a plane.

The Knights Templar are the long sword of the Kingdom of Heaven on earth and an extension of the authority of marching.

...put all of this together just for the ringing of a thirty-second clock?
This is no longer a routine deployment, this is... a war mobilization state.

And it is not an act of war in the ordinary sense.

Is this an attack on a certain god?

Or... preparing to settle accounts with a certain country on Terra?

"...With such a large-scale gathering and deployment, who are you going to attack?"

Xia Xiu's voice was low and hoarse, and every word sank into the center of the void, as if striking a bell in the sky, shaking the space of consciousness.

He looked around. The twelve decision makers were silent, but an indescribable weight flowed through them in the refraction of light.

The silence was broken by the conspicuous iron shadow.

0-10·[Veteran].

The voice of this veteran war decider was like an anvil falling from the deep sea, steady and without any emotion:
0-10: "You should remember... the 'Two Moons Incident'."

Xia Xiu's eyes moved.

The scene that had long been buried deep in my memory suddenly came flooding back.

That was the vision that occurred when he was fighting on the Green Day front. Suddenly, a second moon appeared in the sky.

Redder, darker and heavier than the real moon.

It was as if the pupil was soaked in blood, hanging above Terra.

He remembered that Nemo Yegor, one of the six inquisitors of the Inquisition, commander of the extraterrestrial fleet, and governor of the lunar base, led the fleet to smash the blood moon.

He later retrieved the relevant documents, which described a statue related to the Gaia theory...

Xia Xiu's breathing froze in an instant.

He suddenly raised his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needles, as if he had finally pieced together the truth from the clues and logic.

He said almost immediately:

“…Star God!”

How Xia Xiu hoped that the decision maker would refute his speculation.

but.

After two full seconds of silence, the invisible figure sitting in the center of the seat slowly spoke.

The voice had no emotional ups and downs, but was as heavy as the chain of the scales of judgment, pressing into the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

0-01: "Yes."

It was a simple reply, but it was like thunder rolling through the entire meeting.

The light and shadow flickered, and the atmosphere of abstract speculation that originally remained suddenly cooled and solidified into fact.

0-01 continued:
"You're right—it's the Star God."

"This time, the trouble that the Kingdom of Heaven will face is Him."

(End of this chapter)