Chapter 780 [The Seal of the Survival of Civilization]
While Xia Xiu was meditating, 0-07’s words continued.
[Green]'s voice is low and steady, with a power that penetrates people's hearts:
"The existence of Panda Network is much more than that. It is not just a defense system, It is also a tool for exploration - a manifestation of high-dimensional life. It is one of the ultimate expressions of the ascending order of genealogical think tanks."
There was a hint of awe and determination for the unknown in her tone. , his eyes inadvertently fell on Xia Xiu, the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven.
"We plan to move part of the network to Ode Papadopolis, allowing it to help us deal with those outstanding anomalies, while also serving as one of Celestial's important strongholds in the Ivy War."
Xia Xiu felt the deep meaning in [Green Clothes]'s eyes.
He put away his inner thoughts and speculations about the "ascended man", smiled at 0-07, then stood up, looked directly at the ancient Seth, and said to him The purpose of their coming here:
“We want to take over the renovation of Ode Papadopolis "
Site's eyes fell on Xia Xiu, with complex expressions in his old eyes.
After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly and signaled the young man to continue speaking.
"Next, I will explain to you the definition of heaven and angels in my eyes——"
The golden pupils of the fourth sword holder in heaven are as bright as burning stars, he said to The ancients said:
"For me, no matter what the 'past' and 'future' look like, no matter whether it is false or a bubble, I will only choose to fight.
I will choose to devote myself to the torrent of time and the world.
Regardless of ease and pain, regardless of boredom and success, how they cycle and alternate with each other;
Heaven and all the angels - only activity is endless. "
Set quietly stared at the young man with blond hair and golden eyes. His expression gradually changed from complicated at first to solemn and focused.
After a long time, the ancient man finally spoke. , with a low voice, but with a meaningful emotion:
"You...do have all the virtues of the new human Apollo.
Your beliefs, your will, even your words. "
His eyes were like a torch, staring closely at the blond young man in front of him, as if he wanted to see some kind of future through him.
He paused, and a solemn expression gradually appeared between his eyebrows. Expression:
“However, if you decide to accept this city, are you ready to face the original devil and even the enemy of all life?
They are not ordinary enemies, but the embodiment of distortion, inversion and abyss. They are the destroyers of many civilizations. ”
Xia Xiu met Seth's gaze with a calm smile on his face. There was no hesitation in that smile, only determination.
“What the devil pursues is always the boring white color, but...”
He looked at the ancient one and said calmly:
“—— The sun cannot tolerate the monotony of white. "
After hearing this, Seth raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. The smile was mixed with relief, relief, and a feeling as if he had let go of all his burdens. Relieved.
He nodded, his voice low but with a hint of calmness:
"This city originally belonged to human Apollo - in the extremely distant past, it was the legacy of my father; later, it Belongs to the King of Heaven.
And now... it has finally found a new owner. "
His eyes are deep and distant, bearing the testimony of endless time and history.
Site slowly stretched out a hand and gestured forward. The gesture was like an inherited etiquette, ancient and solemn:
"Take it. Ode Papadopolis will wake up again, but this time, it belongs to your era."
Xia Xiu looked at Seth's palm and the ancient ancient stone behind him City, then, he stepped towards the Ancient One and stretched out his hand.
On this day, the survivor of prehistoric civilization, the third son of the ancient sun, handed over the great Ode Papadopolis to Apollo among the new humans.
When the palms of the two touched each other, time seemed to be frozen, and the endless years and vicissitudes condensed into eternity at this moment.
A dazzling light burst out from their overlapping palms, illuminating the entire land.
In that light, there is an ancient mark, and the image of the Iron Crown emerges in the light - its appearance is magnificent and solemn, surrounding it into a circle of exquisite metal arcs, dotted with twelve blazing stars on the arc Each gem emits a different light, symbolizing a lost civilization.
A small obsidian star is suspended in the center of the crown, and its surface is covered with countless runes as fine as longitude and latitude lines.
The mark of the crown was passed from the hands of the ancient one to the palm of the sword-holder in heaven.
The light rushed towards Xia Xiu like a tide. His body shook slightly, a golden mark appeared between his eyebrows, and the image of the Iron Crown was projected deep into his soul.
His consciousness was pulled into a vast sea of stars, where he saw the remains of civilization and the true meaning of the Iron Crown.
——This is an artifact made from an extinguished star in the universe. It is a ritual and carrier of the survival of civilization.
When the first forbidden fruit on the "Tree of Knowledge" was swallowed, mankind escaped from the fear of the gods.
In the interaction of the imprints, Xia Xiu saw thick fragments of information. Those fragments were the torrent of memory, the treasure of wisdom, and the glorious history reflected by countless stars.
The Iron Crown is the repository of civilization. It records everything: memories, emotions, knowledge and hopes.
The core of the crown is an unprecedented STC template survival technology that surpasses the limits of current technology and wisdom.
Everything within the radiation range of the holder and his civilization is included in the storage of this crown.
It is a fortress of survival. The holder can reproduce all creations and knowledge of civilization. It not only preserves, but also creates.
This is the only designated storage repository left by the sun to the world, an eternal fire.
The moment Xia Xiu took over the crown mark, he seemed to hear a magnificent echo deep in his soul, which was the whisper at the core of the Iron Crown:
"I am the foundation of civilization. I am the source of existence.
Those who hold on to me will gain the wisdom of the stars and the memory of all living beings.
Civilization will never be destroyed, and so will I. ”
The light gradually returned to calm. Xia Xiu stood in the core of Ode Papadopolis. The splendor and ancient atmosphere of the entire city seemed to be integrated with him. The center of his eyebrows was still shining with iron. The mark of the crown shines faintly like the twinkling stars, showing an extraordinary and solemn temperament.
The surrounding air seemed to be immersed in solemnity, as if the world was holding its breath for the coronation of the new king
This prehistoric miracle - Ode Papadopoli. Si, at this moment has completely surrendered to the will of Hugh Abraham
Suddenly, a series of reminders appeared in Xia Xiu's field of vision, as if coming from some higher-dimensional power, affirming that he had completed his inheritance.
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[Ding——]
[You get the Iron Crown·Civilization Survival Seal! 】【You have obtained a new element - [omniscience and omniscience]! 】
[Features of the Iron Crown Unlocked]:
Civilization Radiation Control: As the successor of the Iron Crown, you will control the operational authority of Ode Papadopolis and all civilization creations within its sphere of influence.
Survival rights (similar to integrated STC pedigree): The seal of the crown's survival will automatically store the memories, emotions and knowledge of intelligent life in all regions, and save them in the civilization database to avoid disasters. cultural gap.
Sensory power: Your consciousness can directly perceive the core module of the Iron Crown. At the same time, you can use this power to perceive the status and emotions of life within the burning range.
Reproduction permission: Through Iron Crown’s civilization survival template, you can reproduce the technology, architecture and culture of prehistoric civilization within the city-state.
Right of Creation: The Iron Crown allows the holder to create new civilization creations, combining existing knowledge and stored data, breaking conventional material and energy limitations.
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As the system prompt appeared, Xia Xiu closed his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be integrated into the context of Ode Papadopolis.
His consciousness seemed to turn into a beam of light, spreading from the center, passing through every street and every passage in this ancient city, and even reaching into those tiny energy nodes.
He sensed the power flowing deep in the city, and those long-lost miracles were telling the glory of the past and the hope of the future with their weak breaths.
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He slowly raised his hand, and the [Iron Crown Seal] on the back of his hand emitted a faint light, unexpectedly blending with the [Ion Seal] he already possessed.
The mark that symbolizes the Ouroboros seems to be wrapped around the iron crown at this moment, forming a strange harmonious resonance.
"Where is the real Iron Crown now? Where has the content of the survival of civilization that it carries gone?"
Xia Xiu couldn't help but ask aloud, turning his eyes to the ancient man beside him .
When Seth heard this question, his expression condensed for a moment, and then he let out a long sigh.
His voice was low and slow, with an indescribable sadness and helplessness.
“The survival of civilization itself is a magnificent super survival device. It was supposed to carry all the knowledge of human civilization and allow every user to share this information at the same time, achieving an explosive growth of knowledge.
That itself is the ultimate mission of the Apollon family, the king of heaven, and also the ideal of our ethnic group.”
Set looked up into the distance, the glorious remnants of Ode Papadopolis. The shadow seemed to be reflected in his eyes.
As he spoke, his expression became deeper.
“But all this was completely shattered with the disappearance of my father and the war between the King of Heaven and the Red King and other races. And the last great flood...”
He said Here, the tone paused slightly, as if chewing on the pain that had long been buried deep in history.
"As a result, the crown was lost somewhere in the ether, turning into an unknown lone light."
Xia Xiu listened quietly, without interrupting, just gently pointing his finger Rubbing the mark on the back of his hand.
He felt a subtle sadness, which was the fragmented memory left behind after the destruction of civilization for thousands of years.
If the [Iron Crown] is perfectly applied, the holder of the crown can radiate to the entire civilization, and let every human being share this information at the same time...
This thing is simply for the kingdom of heaven [ Utopianism] A tailor-made thing!
Its entry threshold is many orders of magnitude lower than the thirteen sets of integrated STC hero templates in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Seth continued, with a hint of cold anger and helplessness in his tone:
"What's worse is that the internal information of the Iron Crown, which is supposed to preserve civilization, is no longer a pure storage of civilization due to the hatred of the original demon's enemies towards the family of Apollyon, the king of heaven, and the corruption of Apollyon himself. ”
He took a deep look at Xia Xiu, his eyes complex. Miscellaneous and heavy:
“Now, its interior has become a huge emotional trash can, filled with twisted emotions of hatred, resentment and revenge from all eras for thousands of years.”
Xia Xiu frowned and his eyes unconsciously fell on the mark on the back of his hand again.
This mark that symbolizes the survival of civilization seems to carry some unspeakable weight at this moment.
Seth slowly took a step closer and whispered to Xia Xiu:
“The right to continue and reproduce the crown that you currently hold is an independent template, part of the crown, but not it. The core.
And when you When you really find the lost iron crown, you need to do a very difficult thing."
"Format those thousands of years of hatred and resentment."
Set's tone was low, his eyes were clear. Revealing deep warning and helplessness.
"This will be an extremely dangerous process. Those emotions are not just 'data', but a collection of resentful souls and emotions of countless creatures over millions of years. They will resist you and try to devour you. And you need to be in front of them Before fully awakening, completely remove them from the Iron Crown.”
Xia Xiu was silent for a long time, as if the entire ancient Ode Papadopolis had fallen into some kind of solemn silence.
He slowly raised his hand and lightly touched the slightly hot iron crown mark between his eyebrows. His fingertips seemed to feel the ancient power surging within it.
The mark carries not only authority and knowledge, but also the torrent of emotions that have not subsided for thousands of years - anger, resentment, unwillingness, and even the suffocating despair.
The Continuation of Civilization is more terrifying and powerful than all STC templates today.
STC - "For Dummies".
Iron Crown - "Experiential Operation".
It can directly bring you into the state of the required operator. It is like a soul-piercing experience. You can directly obtain the feel and experience knowledge, and it also comes with a comprehensive understanding. You do not need to understand it yourself, and the knowledge transfer can be truly realized in one step.
People just need to stand on the shoulders of civilization and keep moving forward.
This is simply ideal...
——The foundation for the survival of utopianism.
"If this is my responsibility to inherit the crown, then no matter what, I will complete it.
Those emotional garbage have no right to tarnish the foundation of a civilization."
The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven looked at the ancient one and said.
Set stared at him, and a smile gradually appeared on his face, but it was too complicated to fully understand.
There was relief and expectation in this smile, as well as a hint of sadness and worry that could not be concealed. He spoke slowly, in a low voice, with some distant and mysterious emotion:
“May you have all the virtues that a survivor of civilization should have, and be able to bear the responsibilities it brings. ”
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