Extraordinary pedigree

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet. Set's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves in Xia Xiu's heart.

However, on the surface, he remained calm, only his eyes narrowed slightly, and his golden pupils were as deep as the abyss.

A series of thoughts passed through Xia Xiu's mind, and the past world, past experiences, and the thing that puzzled him for a long time all appeared in his mind like a scroll.

A very familiar clue flashed through his mind, and he murmured in his heart:

"Book... Terra Chronicles..."

This clue was intertwined with Set's words, vaguely fitting a truth about his coming to this world.

His thoughts were like a river, rushing towards the unknown truth.

Although his heart was stirred by complex emotions, he still took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

After the fluctuations in Xia Xiu's golden eyes subsided, he raised his head and continued to ask in a calm tone:

"You said before that there are things I need to do. What are they?"

Seth stood in the center of the hall, smiled, and then said:

"Odepapadopoulos is the original city. Its design is unusual. The entire city is divided into four sectors, which are connected by a huge hub area in the center. These sectors seem to be divided according to the skills of the people living in them."

Seth's hand gently stroked the wall of the hall.

"Blacksmiths and metallurgists, engineers and designers, farmers and bakers, craftsmen and craftsmen... The residents of the four sectors each have their own duties and constitute the foundation of the city."

Xia Xiu listened carefully, and a glimmer of thought flashed in his eyes.

Set continued, his tone more profound:

"Each of the four sectors has its own local management center near the central area. These centers eventually converge in the central hub area."

"And the core of the central hub area is three huge stone halls with iron decorations and a larger, more ornately designed lobby. These buildings are the soul and pillars of Odepapadopolis."

Set pointed his finger at a corner of the hall and said slowly:

"The Hall of Morning Sun, the Hall of Sunset and the Hall of Night - these are the three pillars of the central hub. You are now in the Hall of Morning Sun."

After briefly introducing the structure of Odepapadopolis, Set paused, his eyes revealing some deep thought.

He slowly said to Xia Xiu:

"Lancelot's body lies on the Sunset Temple, one of the three temples. Although he is dead, his body is still intact and carries a powerful blasphemous power."

"His body was once divided into seven blasphemies, which polluted this overlapping hundred-layer hub over the long years."

Seth looked up and down at Xia Xiu with an elusive look.

He continued: "And you have killed one of the blasphemies."

When Xia Xiu heard this, he instantly thought of the named person of the Crowned Spawn that he had killed in the Gray Harbor.

Some vague clues gradually became clear, and he suddenly realized in his heart that the Crowned Spawn was the incarnation of the blasphemous power of Lancelot's body.

Set did not pause, his words continued to pour out:

"In fact, Lancelot's blasphemous power has been gradually consumed by the people of this hub world over the long years. But recently, some forces have revived his blasphemy - three of them are wandering here. People who are seduced by these blasphemous powers have found this place."

Set's eyes became deep, and his tone was a little heavy:

"There are three people in total. One is the plane lord who holds the boundary wedge, and the other one is a man and a woman, who are parasitized by the blasphemous power."

Xia Xiu immediately understood who the three people the old man was talking about.

Sage Kailasel and the other two web-weaving masters are exactly the same as the people described by Set.

He couldn't help but ask:

"You want me to help you, don't you want to expel these people? To be honest, I think you can handle this kind of thing yourself with your ability."

Seth sighed, raised his eyes to the dome of the hall, and his tone was a little tired:

"I said before that I lost myself when reading the "Book of Non-Existence"... I grew old in it. Not only did I grow old, but my immortality was completely destroyed at that time."

He lowered his head and continued:

"Now, I have only lived for a long time. This does not mean that I can live forever."

"The burden of supporting this city has long exhausted my energy. I often fall into Long sleep. The last time I woke up, the only major event I witnessed was the Daeva's Song of the Hanged King... After that, I fell into a long sleep again. "

His voice gradually became low, and he recalled:

"When I woke up again, I found that a forbidden place in the Palace of Sunset was opened by blasphemy.

Three unclean people brought some poor humans and occupied the place where the holy relic of the spark was kept by my father under the instigation of Lancelot. "

When Xia Xiu heard Seth's words, he couldn't help but ask back:

"Others? What is the intention of those three people bringing human children here?"

Hearing this, Seth's expression became more solemn and his brows were deeply furrowed.

"The power of blasphemy has polluted their minds and turned them into tools for carrying out malice. Bringing these children can only be related to some kind of ritual, and this ritual... is likely to be related to the fire in the forbidden land. "

Xia Xiu then asked:

"The spark sacred place you mentioned just now... the spark here can't be one of the creators of the 'tree' you mentioned before, the 'most kind flame', right?"

Seth took a deep look at Xia Xiu, then nodded slowly:

"Yes. That is the spark. In all legends, he is called the 'most benevolent god'. He is the flame before creation, igniting the existence of the universe from the primitive void - [Pangloss] 】.

"My father once told me that Spark is completely different from other indescribable gods that transcend time and space. He has shown great kindness to mankind and has nothing to do with indifference or destruction. His existence is the embodiment of the most benevolent."

Seth's voice seemed to have a touch of emotion:

"It was He who ignited the original fire of mankind, allowing mankind to thrive in the desolate world."

He slowly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Sunset Palace:

“My father once followed the footsteps of Sparks, and that period was his most compassionate period.

Through the revelation of the spark, he learned another virtue that a sun should possess - the way of compassion.

Later, in order to commemorate Sparks, he collected a small part of the 'fire' left by Sparks in the world and sealed them in the Palace of the Sunset. "

Seth let out a long sigh, his eyes looking into the distance with a deep helplessness:

“Today, the goodwill and hope carried by those fires are being eroded by the darkness of blasphemy.”

"They should be trying to use the power of blasphemy to steal the power left by the spark for their own use. And I..."

He paused slightly, as if searching for words for his next words.

"And I can only activate the city-state and prepare to float outside the territory again, in order to expel them before they commit greater crimes."

Seth's tone was full of helplessness, but it sounded a bit contradictory to Xia Xiu.

He stood there and stretched out his right hand to gently straighten his hat. The movement seemed casual, but it revealed a calm look.

Xia Xiu's eyes were always fixed on Seth, his tone was calm but there was a hint of temptation:

"The blasphemer you are talking about is indeed dangerous. But to be honest, I don't believe that with your ability, you can't expel the Kailasel family members through direct violence."

He paused and his eyes became sharper.

"Judging from the history you told and your identity, you are fully capable of that. Is it because your long history has made you... too much like an observer?"

Seth's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, but he did not refute, but sighed silently.

His silence seemed to be an answer in itself.

No matter what Xia Xiu said, since the other party chose to tell all the secrets, he would not easily ask or reveal them.

"Do you know what the spark sacred objects in the Sunset Palace are?"

Xia Xiu looked straight at Seth, as if he wanted to dig out all the undisclosed secrets from him.

Seth lowered his head slightly, as if searching for those dusty fragments from the depths of his long memory.

His voice was slightly thoughtful:

"A magic candle that never goes out, its burning flame is a pure light of order, able to dispel darkness and chaos no matter where it is placed. And the other is more strange... some are made of flames conscious entities, they are called 'balrogs'."

After hearing this, Xia Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly:

"No more?"

Seth smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation in his tone:

"These things are so old to me, and frankly, I didn't pay much attention to them before."

He paused, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"However, I think that for you, those impure ones and these things do not pose much of a threat. You only need to deal with those impure ones, and the sacred objects left by these sparks will naturally belong to you."

"All holy objects belong to me..." Xia Xiu repeated softly, a deep luster flashing across his eyes.

His expression didn't change at all, but he was already making various calculations in his mind.

"What I want is more than just the sacred object of sparks."

He muttered to himself.

His eyes swept over this huge temple calmly.

The city...Ode Papadopolis.

Contain it.

This city, this eternal city, and everything it holds.

Xia Xiu made a decision in his heart.

He knew that Seth might not resist, and might even be waiting for someone to carry the burden of the city on his behalf.

The old man knew everything about him, and he probably had this idea as well.

The light from the Zhaohui Palace shuttles between the thick vaults and falls on the ancient stone brick floor, swaying slightly.

Xia Xiu stood in the hall, his golden pupils shining with deep light, as if he was weighing something silently.

His intuition told him that once this ancient city and Seth were taken in, the reaction from the Kingdom of Heaven would never be calm. It would be an unprecedented shock.

But now, his eyes are refocused on the current affairs.

He turned around, looked at Seth, and smiled in a relaxed tone:

"Wait for me here for a moment while I go deal with the impure ones left in this city."

Upon hearing this, Seth chuckled, seemingly not surprised by Xia Xiu's confidence.

He said slightly teasingly:

"Be careful with the Lord of the Plane. He is not an ordinary person. If you are not careful, you may be kicked out of this world by him."

Xia Xiu's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a brilliant smile, and his voice was full of confidence:

"They can't kick me away."

As soon as the voice fell, a twisted [∞] symbol suddenly appeared on the ground under Xia Xiu's feet, and the symbol was rippling with light and shadow. The space seemed to be torn apart by a huge force, and it emitted a faint low hum.

His figure gradually became blurred, and the whole person was sucked into the expanding space crack.

Before leaving, he gently raised his left hand to adjust the hat on his head, saluted elegantly to Seth, and said calmly:

"See you later."

As these words fell, his figure completely disappeared in the hall, leaving only the twisted [∞] symbol gradually calming down until it completely dissipated.

Seth stood in place, watching the direction Xia Xiu left.

His expression gradually restrained the smile, replaced by a deep sigh.

His lowered eyes carried an indescribable complex emotion, as if he was reminiscing, and also as if he was hoping.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and slow, as if he was muttering to himself:

"New sun... new Apollo... the wheel of fate is turning, but this time, will we have a different ending?"

The Temple of the Morning Sun fell into silence again, the light and shadows still swayed on the cold and hard floor tiles, but the mysterious murals on the thick walls were also silently watching all this.

And Seth closed his eyes slightly, letting his thoughts surge in his mind.

His expression was soaked in the years, with infinite nostalgia for the past and uncertainty about the future.

He stood there like an eternal statue, until a moment later, he slowly turned around and walked into the depths of the Temple of the Morning Sun. In the overlapping of light and shadow, his figure gradually disappeared.

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The Temple of the Setting Sun, silent and majestic, stands in a corner of Odepapadopoulos.

Its entrance is magnificent, with two huge stone doors carved with complex patterns, depicting a detailed map of the city and its surrounding towns.

All the details are meticulously crafted, outlining the full picture of Odepapadopolis: the towering walls surround the city-state, with a circle of villages and towns scattered outside, and a winding river on the east side, with a small town painted on it, and continuous farms on both sides.

On the top of the stone gate, a bronze dragon is perched, with ancient words engraved on the dragon's body - "human world".

The dragon's eyes are deep, as if looking down at the world.

There is a stylized arrow on each side, pointing in different directions.

The southeast arrow reads - "The Realm of the Bloody King and the Necromancer".

The other arrow points to the west, marked - "The Distant and Strange West".

The main hall of the Sunset Hall shows a completely different temperament from the Morning Hall.

The decoration of the Morning Hall is bright and brilliant, while the Sunset Hall is shrouded in an indescribable solemnity and silence.

Although its internal structure is similar to that of the Morning Hall, it is obvious that the huge corpse of [Lancelot] lies across the center of the main hall, causing serious damage to the building.

Most of the murals on the wall have collapsed, leaving only fragments, telling the glorious past of this place.

One of the murals that is relatively well preserved attracts everyone's attention.

In the picture -

A golden man wearing an iron crown rides on a white horse, followed by groups of male and female warriors.

They hold swords, bows, axes, and have resolute expressions. There is a man on each side of him, one of whom holds a black sword, exuding a repressive atmosphere; the other holds a green staff, faintly revealing the breath of life.

Opposite the golden man, on the other side of the mural are chaotic storm clouds and bursting lightning.

These elements are depicted very vividly, as if you can hear the roar of the storm and the roar of thunder.

The closer these natural forces are to the edge of the wall, the more intense the scene becomes, showing an extremely dramatic effect.

In the lower right corner of the painting, there are some small light green figures.

Their bodies are dressed in colorful clothes, and everyone's face is painted with exaggerated expressions.

Each of their eyes is like a window that penetrates the soul, flashing six cold pupils.

These green figures are depicted on two vertical pillars. Their existence seems insignificant, but it carries a creepy sense of mystery.

Although most of the other walls of the Sunset Palace have collapsed, some traces can still be seen.

The design of the ceiling of the palace is ingenious, and it was obviously carefully painted to imitate the night sky.

However, most of the ceiling has collapsed, and in the remaining part, some stars that are completely inconsistent with the modern starry sky can be vaguely seen.

At this moment, a [∞] symbol appeared in the space, and with the distortion of the space, a young man with blond hair and golden eyes walked out of it.

Xia Xiu stood in front of the Sunset Palace, his eyes looking at the body of [Lancelot] in front of him.

Hiss~~~

Hiss~~~

Hiss~~~

As Xia Xiu looked at the other party, the triple halo behind his forehead made a "hissing" overheating sound.