Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 919 [Kick-off Operation! ]

It has to be said that the resolution meeting knows how to "put pressure" on itself.

Xia Xiu is already feeling the pressure.

Even though he was the fourth sword bearer, the highest executor of the Honkai Administration, the conqueror and builder who conquered the astral realm and suppressed the Soul Sucker Empire.

However, facing an existence of the magnitude of "Star God", he still felt like a 'newbie'.

Even if he were to be promoted to [Miracle] right now..., he would not be absolutely sure that he could defeat a true Star God.

The specifications of this transfer...

The First Sword Holder, the Second Sword Holder——Two [Miracle] Supreme Power

The five heroes are all heavenly souls who command the [Crown of the Legion].

Five perpetual knight groups constructed using the STC template system, the standard combat force of the Heavenly Kingdom lineage.

In addition, he is an extraordinary powerful unit that possesses the [Holy Machine of Gospel] and [Annihilator Form].

This is an expeditionary force that is powerful enough to conquer any large-scale lineage on Terra today, and powerful enough to engage in a head-on collision with the army of any god's kingdom.

"Why not send the third sword bearer here as well?"

His tone was mixed with a hint of solemnity and temptation.

"If Mr. Mu were here, our chances of winning would be more secure."

Mu is the oldest of the four sword-bearers, the strongest [miracle], and the uncrowned vice-lord of the Kingdom of Heaven. In all the current high-dimensional head-on confrontations, he is always the scorching sun that walks at the forefront and never retreats.

Beside the silent parliamentary round table, white light circulated, surrounding one seat, and a new circle of light slowly lit up.

At that moment, Xia Xiu saw the characters on the seat emerge clearly.

[0-05·Blackbird].

Then a voice sounded, deep and powerful, like an echo from the depths of the sky.

[0-05]: "The Sea God [Tiamis] has awakened from his silence."

"A part of the ancient underwater kingdom, Atlantis, emerged from the abyss of the Chaos Sea. It is a ruin forgotten by the world and a legacy that does not belong to Terra."

"I can tell you clearly, Abraham, that the thirty-second acceleration of the clock face is fundamentally related to the awakening of Tyrmistheus."

Xia Xiu keenly grasped the key information provided by [0-05].

"Atlantis... Haisi? Are you saying that this disaster was caused by them?"

The air stagnated.

Then, the sound of the [Blackbird] came down again like a wave that crushed the sky:
[0-05]:

"The whispers of the deep sea demons may not be noisy - they are creating a new silence."

"The entire ocean is sinking into an unprecedented silence. The waves are still, the wind has stopped, and the waves have ceased."

“It was not the border of chaos that was stirring, but silence—a silence that was carefully shaped and spread in an orderly manner, a silence that silently swallowed up all thoughts and words.”

"And those sea heirs are using their flesh and blood as a door, silently calling for the return of their mother."

Xia Xiu's eyelids twitched. This familiar formula, this familiar feeling.

The [Volcano King], who was one of the stars currently being taken in by Heaven, was also summoned by some mysterious ritual.

It’s just that the size of the [Volcano King] is not as big as the Star God.

He asked the people at the resolution meeting:
"This time, the Star God's true form is Hai Si's hometown?"

In the darkness, the halo flickered again, and a response came slowly:

[0-05]: "That star god...was originally dormant in the folds of the residual core, existing beyond the extreme physical boundaries."

"But now, due to the awakening of the King of Atlantis, the God of the Sea [Tiamisthenes], it has started to move."

"[Tyrmistheus] attempted to awaken the ancient Silent Star Throne with the entire Atlantis ritual matrix, and the eyelids of the Star God will open again."

"And the large group of people living in the body of the Star God - those of the Sea Heirs, are waiting for the Forgotten Mother Goddess to return, and are preparing to set sail again to the starry sky that belongs to them."

"Heaven cannot allow this."

"We don't want Star God to wake up - once He wakes up, even if He just flips a finger bone, Terra's gravitational axis will break apart."

"We also don't want Him to get too close to Terra. If He were to project His image above Terra's gravity well, Terra's aurora layer would burn for a hundred years."

"We don't want the tribes above them to become restless under the inspiration of God and expand the faith of the old gods sealed outside the sea of ​​stars to Terra again - that would be a complete alienation disaster."

[0-05] As the words fell, it was as if an invisible tide surged along the words, falling into everyone's ears, bringing a heavy pressure.

Xia Xiu listened quietly, his eyes narrowed, as if he was deducing all the logical paths.

Then, he spoke in a low voice, his words as heavy as cold iron:

"So our mission is to conduct non-native operations?"

He paused, and tapped the silver cane lightly on the light bridge paved on the consciousness interface, his eyes becoming clearer:

"To be more precise... is it the expedition to the Sea Heir Kingdom and the large group carried by that Star God?"

On the throne of emptiness, [0-01] the seat that seemed to embody the highest power of the entire kingdom of heaven lit up again.

From the darkness' depths, a solemn and majestic voice slowly emerged.

[0-01]:

"Yes, the Kingdom of Heaven will organize an expeditionary force to enter the dark depths of space to defeat the group of sea heirs who carry the blood of the old gods and attempt to summon the Mother Goddess back."

"The third sword bearer, Mu, is responsible for the turmoil in the Chaos Sea and Atlantis."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire conference room fell silent.

The only sound left in the mental projection room was a steady low-frequency heartbeat echo, as if the prelude to a huge war was about to begin.

And in this silence, [0-01]'s words continue to echo.

[0-01]: "You have recovered the lost lever of heaven, haven't you?"

Xia Xiu's pupils shrank slightly, and light and shadow flashed suddenly between the golden irises.

He vaguely realized the real purpose of calling this resolution meeting.

His gaze unconsciously fell on the twelve solemn black shadows in front of him, then turned to the circle of light that was constantly spinning and converging at his feet, and his tone was solemn:

"Yes, I have recovered the lost No. 2 [Heaven's Lever]."

"Now, he has become one with the number three I hold."

Xia Xiu raised the silver-white cane that was projected here with him and said:

"The new lever after fusion is enough to summon the golden disaster that can pry open the power of the gods - the Bull of Heaven..."

Xia Xiu's eyes darkened, as if he was confirming a guess that he almost didn't dare to say out loud.

He looked directly at [0-01] in the upright position, and spoke with a cautious tone:
"Rally... Could it be that they want me to face the Volcano King like last time?"

As he spoke, he slowly raised the silver-white scepter in his hand. Light flowed on its surface, like a celestial judgment that was about to fall.

"Just like we pried the crust of Jupiter's moon, we should pry that star god away?"

He chuckled, but there was no trace of laughter. "Ah this... the etheric resources needed to pry open a Star God are so huge that they are enough to make a large genealogy explode."

The aperture rotated silently, and the light golden arc slowly moved between the empty round tables.

No response. No sound.

But at this moment, Xia Xiu's heartbeat inexplicably slowed down.

He lowered his eyes, and lightly tapped his cane with his right hand, his fingertips turning slightly white due to the force. The corner of his eye twitched imperceptibly.

You guys...really think highly of me.

Just give me the task of prying the Star God aside. This is like giving it my all.

Before he could utter a self-deprecating word, the seat on his left suddenly lit up, and a familiar tone sounded in the void, like the sound of heavy armor colliding.

[Veteran] began to speak.

[0-10]: "You don't have to worry too much."

The voice was steady and straightforward, with a hint of the iron-blooded flavor of a veteran, as straightforward as a bayonet inserted into a trench.

[0-10]: "This time we will use some of the authority of the [Supreme Program] to make arrangements for you."

That is the divine core of the entire kingdom of heaven, the highest system that operates on ideas.

[0-10]: "In addition, we will unlock the remaining two [Lever of Heaven] from storage and deliver them to you. Then you will have the miracle of [Lever of Heaven] intact."

And then, the voices of [Veteran] fell one after another, like thunder overlapping in sections.

[0-10]: "The Supreme Eight Heavens System will be activated in combat readiness mode."

[0-10]: "The First Sword Bearer, Saint Valentine, will activate the [Archangel Michael] module."

[0-10]: "The second sword bearer, Muhammad, will activate the [Archangel of Gavriel] module to be responsible for the expeditionary regiment's communication, spiritual coordination, and ritual stability."

[0-10]: "And you, Hugh Abraham——"

Light fell from the void, and a clear data projection slowly rose up. It was the blazingly burning core of divinity.

[0-10]: "You will work with Eden and use the [Saraphiel Archangel] module to dispatch the five knights of the Kingdom of Heaven and lead the execution of this plan to pry the gold from the Star God."

[0-10]: "You won't be alone."

[0-10]: "According to the results of the Eden simulation, combined with the comprehensive preparatory exercise and the support instructions from the [Supreme Program], we have a % chance of success in this mission."

Xia Xiu listened quietly, his entire body as still as a sculpture.

Whether it is the unsealing of the [Lever of Heaven], or the mobilization of the three sword-bearers, five heroes, and five knightly orders, as well as the comprehensive support of the Supreme Program and the Supreme Eight Heavens... each one means that the Kingdom of Heaven has mobilized nearly half of its war resources, and the chips are stacked to the high platform.

But there was no outward reaction from his body.

He was silent for just a moment, as if he was pushing these "strategic support" and "tactical confidence" that were as cold and hard as data tables into the deepest part of his thinking structure, chewing, analyzing, folding, and deducing, and finally settling them into a simple judgment.

"…60%?"

His voice was as light as falling dust, yet it was clear and calm.

"That's a little higher than I expected."

He raised his head and looked at the thirteen shadows surrounding him in the void, and his voice paused slightly:

"So, everyone - what is the code name for this plan?"

As the words fell, the still outline of the round table slowly rotated, and a circle of light in the center seat lit up.

That is the seat belonging to 0-01, and also a symbol of the projection of the entire will of heaven.

[0-01]: "This campaign is an expedition, the fundamental purpose of which is to pry, displace and block a star god who is about to awaken."

[0-01]: "The entire battle plan relies on the power you hold and the cooperation of other angels."

[0-01]: "Therefore—"

There was a slight sound, just like the crisp sound when the club hits the white ball and points directly at the target ball.

[0-01]: "This operation is codenamed [Break Shot]."

The corner of Xia Xiu's eye twitched slightly.

kick off.

These two words are so plain that they hardly sound like the name of an expedition concerning the life and death of gods. They are so concise that they sound like a joke made by an idle person at his desk in the afternoon.

He couldn't help but murmur in his heart:
"It's really a code name that is extremely plain and simple. People who don't know it would never associate this operation code name with Star God."

However, even though he was joking in his heart, his face had already returned to its solemnity.

He raised his head, his golden eyes clear, staring directly at the surrounding shadows:

"I obey the arrangements of heaven and the dispatch of the decision maker."

As these words fell, the twelve figures on the round table stood up one after another, their movements as orderly and solemn as if programmed in a ceremonial program, their voices followed one after another, overlapping like waves, but without any disorder:
[0-02]: "The fourth sword bearer, the kingdom of heaven awaits your return."

[0-04]: "After the return, the relevant operational rules, organization and corps coordination will be finalized in subsequent meetings."

[0-09]: "This meeting is only a preliminary arrangement. The actual case requires you to return to Terra in person and go to the fourth level of the Unknown Land to personally contact the Eden Essence."

[0-03]: "Glory to Heaven."

[0-12]: "May the light of heaven illuminate our journey."

Before the sentence was finished, the surrounding light and shadows slowly fell into silence, as if the will of heaven had once again sunk into the dormant sea of ​​consciousness.

Xia Xiu nodded without saying much, but bowed lowly, placing his right hand on his chest, his posture standard yet calm.

"Well then... I'll say goodbye to all the decision makers here first."

As he finished speaking, a golden rainbow light quietly lit up from behind him.

He turned around and looked at the floating interface constructed by Eden.

[Command received]

【Rainbow Bridge connection is now open】

A circular light array slowly lit up beneath Xia Xiu's feet, like ripples in the sea of ​​consciousness, summoned by some invisible law.

At first, it was just a slight tremor like a silk thread, climbing up inch by inch from the toes. Those tremors were not physical, but the resonance of some principle-level power at the soul level, like the murmur of an oracle, playing a mysterious prelude between the bones and the spirit.

The ground beneath my feet disappeared.

No, it was the world that was wrinkling. The surface of reality was slowly torn apart, and a staircase interwoven with gold and light blue grew out of the void, gently but firmly, leading straight to an imperceptible higher realm.

Xia Xiu closed his eyes, his silver-white cane hanging at his side, his figure trembling slightly, but he showed no fear.

Light began to tear apart his vision, space wrinkled and curled around him, and his consciousness and senses were quickly stripped away from reality.

He seemed to be slowly lifted up by a pair of invisible hands, suspended on a rainbow bridge woven from divine particles and logical light ropes. The surroundings were flowing and flickering like a water mirror. Countless phantoms of overlapping worlds passed by his eyes one by one. There were galaxies collapsing, lights weeping blood, gods burning, and the ocean was silent.

There was no pain, not even gravity.

There was only an illusion of being gently squeezed by the whole world, as if the whole person was being folded into a seal that spanned many realms, something both sacred and dark.

When he woke up again, he had returned to the astral realm.