While Xia Xiu was deep in thought, 0-07's words continued.

[Green Clothes]'s voice is low and steady, with a power that penetrates people's hearts:

"The existence of the Panda Network is much more than that. It is not only a defense system, but also an exploration tool - a manifestation of high-dimensional life. It is one of the ultimate manifestations of the ascending order of genealogical think tanks."

There was a hint of awe and determination for the unknown in her tone, and her eyes fell inadvertently 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 key strongholds in the Ivy War."

Xia Xiu felt the deep meaning in [Green Cloth]'s eyes.

He put away his inner thoughts and speculations about the "ascended people". He smiled at 0-07, then stood up, looked directly at the ancient Set, and told him their purpose of coming here.

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"We hope to take over the restoration work of Ode Papadopolis and turn it into an enclave of the Third Court of Heaven, and at the same time establish it as a [starry sky outpost] - it will be more than just a ruin,

We will restore this prehistoric site to its glory."

Seth's eyes fell on Xia Xiu, with complex expressions in his old eyes.

After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly and motioned for the young man to continue speaking.

"Next I will explain to you the definition of heaven and angels in my eyes——"

The golden eyes of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven were as bright as burning stars. He said to the ancient one:

"For me, no matter what the 'past' and 'future' look like, no matter whether it is illusion or bubble, I will only choose to fight.

I will choose to plunge into the waves of time and the impermanence of worldly affairs!

Regardless of comfort and pain, regardless of boredom and success, how they alternate with each other;

Heaven and all the angels—there is only unceasing activity.”

Seth 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, his voice low, but with a meaningful emotion:

"You...do possess all the virtues of the new human Apollo.

Your beliefs, your will, even your words."

His eyes were as bright as fire, and he stared 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 emerged between his brows:

"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, 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 boring white, but..."

He looked at the ancient man 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, joy, and a sense of relief as if he had let go of all his burdens.

He nodded, his voice low but with a hint of calmness:

"This city originally belonged to the human Apollo - in the very distant past, it was the inheritance of my father; later, it belonged 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.

Seth slowly stretched out a hand and gestured forward. The gesture was like an inherited etiquette, ancient and solemn:

"Take it. Ode Papadopolis will awaken again, but this time, it belongs to your time."

Xia Xiu stared at Seth's palm and the ancient city behind him. 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-bearer in heaven.

The light surged toward 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, which records everything: memories, emotions, knowledge and hopes.

The core of Crown is an unprecedented STC template survival technology that transcends 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 chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is the only designated storage bank left by the sun to the world, and it is the 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 and the source of its existence.

Those who hold on to me will gain the wisdom of the stars and the memory of all living beings.

If civilization is immortal, neither will I."

The light gradually returned to calm, and Xia Xiu stood at the core of Ode Papadopolis. The splendor and ancient atmosphere of the entire city seemed to blend with him. The mark of the Iron Crown still shone between his brows, with a faint brilliance.

Like the twinkling stars, it shows an extraordinary and solemn temperament.

The air around seemed to be immersed in solemnity, as if the world was holding its breath for the coronation of the new king.

This prehistoric wonder, Ode Papadopolis, has now completely surrendered to the will of Hugh Abraham.

Suddenly, a series of reminders appeared in Xia Xiu's vision, as if coming from some higher-dimensional power, affirming that he had completed his inheritance.

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[You obtain the Iron Crown·Civilization Survival Seal!]

[You have obtained a new element - [omniscience and omniscience]! 】

[Features of the Iron Crown Unlocked]:

Control of civilizational radiation: As the heir to the Iron Crown, you will control the operational authority of Ode Papadopolis and all civilizational creations within its sphere of influence.

Survival rights (similar to integrated STC genealogy): 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 cultural faults caused by disasters.

Sensing 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.

Creation rights: 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 prompts 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.

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 it carries for the survival of civilization 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, carrying 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 in itself is the ultimate mission of the race of Heavenly King Apollyon, and it is also the ideal of our race.”

Seth looked up into the distance, and the glorious afterimage of Ode Papadopolis seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

As he spoke, his expression became deeper.
To be continued...