Chapter 1139
Gray Wilderness Conquest Complete!
Chapter 1139 Gray Wilderness - Conquest Complete!
The kingdom of Olympus has been reduced to ruins.
Like a cemetery after the collapse of a myth, the devastated space is filled with floating fragments and embers. Occasionally, a spark of divine command will flicker, but it will soon be swallowed up by the vacuum surging from the seven layers of etheric rifts.
Tartarus has been completely formatted.
With the seven Titans being annihilated one by one, Tartarus, which had been teeming with endless chaos and the seeds of primordial order subversion, finally vanished into nothingness.
The world bubble, torn like a wound at the very bottom of the divine kingdom, is slowly healing in a strange yet pure way.
Xia Xiu slowly emerged from the abyss, his entire body surrounded by pure white particles leaking from the void. His eyes remained clear and divine, but no longer held the chilling aura of judgment; instead, they possessed a more serene and restrained peace.
He also gained a lot from this battle.
He gently raised his right hand, and the white sphere, like a glass bubble, floated quietly in his palm.
This is a blank [world bubble], a starting point for creation, without divine remnants, logical remnants, or the pollution of old historical narratives.
It is the only remaining, ownerless, pure narrative vessel after the destruction of Tartarus.
Xia Xiu's expression was calm as he silently and slowly absorbed the white bubble into his body.
The three crowns suddenly lit up, as if an ancient behemoth had sensed an unhatched divine egg, and began to vibrate greedily, intertwining and overlapping with each other, radiating a restless will to devour, eager to completely absorb, melt, and then upgrade this blank world bubble.
This was an opportunity for advancement, but Xia Xiu realized that his advancement to [Venerable] might be different from others.
“A triple crown…three gaps…”
Yes, his body can hold three [World Bubbles], his Miracle Mana Bar is three times that of others, and his advancement difficulty is also three times that of others—he needs three [World Bubbles] to complete the advancement.
"The road ahead is long and arduous."
The King of Corporate Slaves sighed inwardly, then glanced indifferently at the golden and white sky and the ruins of the Olympian Kingdom below.
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Meanwhile, at the heart of the shattered divine realm of Olympus, John had relinquished the power of Juno and returned to human form.
He stood amidst the ruins, hands in his trench coat pockets, a smile playing on his lips, as if he had just completed a remarkably successful merger and acquisition.
John was overjoyed, and so was the entire financial system.
The twelve Olympian gods have become listed modules of the financial system; their divine attributes have been deconstructed into extraordinary assets and successfully injected into the [Financial Street] system.
The stock index of each god is rising rapidly, packaged by the algorithm of the financial spectrum as a new round of golden age myth concept stocks. Even in the projection of the virtual market, several myth securities exchanges equivalent to the top exchanges in reality have emerged.
[Hermes: High Volatility, High-Frequency Trading Recommendation]
[Apollo: Acquired and Integrated Healthcare and Brightness Index]
[Athena: Strategic Holding in the Emerging Smart Armament Investment Sector]
[Zeus: Undergoing restructuring of historic legacy debt; short-term reduction recommended]
—The language of the capital market has completely replaced the ode to myths.
And Financial Street, like the mouth of a glutton, slowly swallowed the entire Olympian pantheon into its belly of power.
The concept stocks related to Olympus alone swelled into a fictional, extraordinary concept in an instant, with the index soaring and the market value approaching 2.5 trillion federal dollars.
This is not a real stock at all, but a bubble-like amplification caused by the leverage of narrative.
Concepts are assets, myths are supply.
Each deity is divided into dozens of seed assets: faith bonds, prayer futures, power ETFs, law mortgage bonds...
Anything that can be written into a financial contract can be converted into cash, and it can be created out of thin air.
Even the shattered fragments of Zeus's divine essence can be incorporated into an arbitrage agreement called the "Classical Theocratic Stablecoin Fund" within the financial spectrum, pegged to the federal exchange rate, and put into trading after adjusting for expiration.
These deities, now completely deconstructed into data streams, are nothing more than enormous, lucrative certificates of power on the financial streets.
Xia Xiu slowly descended from mid-air, his footsteps lightly treading on the broken stone steps of the divine kingdom.
The [Apostle Mode] on his body had been quietly deactivated, his wings of light retracted, and his holy robe transformed into a black trench coat that danced in the wind. His golden hair fell back down on his forehead, and his golden eyes regained that carefree and confident look.
"Pleasant to work with."
Xia Xiu looked at John, feeling the blank [world bubble] within his body, a slight smile playing on his lips and a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"It is a pleasure to cooperate with you, Your Majesty Abraham."
John extended his hand, seemingly wanting a formal handshake, but the next second, he couldn't help but look down at the mythical assets on the stock market, his face revealing uncontrollable satisfaction and greed.
In this collaboration, both Heaven and the Edisi Federation got what they wanted, while Olympus was divided up by the two.
Reality is always so cruel, as a famous person from the Edisi Federation once said;
"Terra Global International Affairs is not a roundtable discussion where everyone has an equal voice, but a game of power distribution; if you're not at the table, you'll only be on the menu."
Unfortunately, Olympus only deserves to stay on the menu, to be devoured by the ever-expanding power of the Terra lineage.
Boom!
Just as Xia Xiu and John finished sharing the last of the rich divine legacies of the Olympian pantheon, the Court Fleet, which had remained silent until now, finally began to move in the sky.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty Abraham, on another victory," John said with a smile to Xia Xiu once again.
However, it remains to be seen how much of his congratulations were genuine, since the Edisi Federation certainly doesn't want the monster of the Heavenly Courtyard to grow even larger.
Xia Xiu did not reply this time; he simply looked at the gray, desolate crystal wall that had been torn open in the sky.
Splash~~~
Splash~~~
Splash~~~
Streams of blazing light pierced through the crystal walls like pages of a divine revelation, thunder rumbling through the void.
The lead ship, the [Sword of Glory] class heavy cruiser, roared from the higher dimension with its mountain-like soul energy engine. The ship was three kilometers long and, like a true divine blade, pierced straight into the shattered old world of the gray wilderness.
Its bridge resembles a Gothic sanctuary floating in the starry sky, with spires, reliefs, battle banners, and holy light patterns etched on every column.
As the holy banner fluttered, thirteen sword-class frigates followed, silently arrayed, their sharpness aimed directly at this empty land whose divinity had just been swallowed up by the financial district.
Following closely behind the fleet, the Courtyard Legion began to descend.
As the atmosphere tore apart, the wolf pack descended vertically from orbit, clad in heavy black armor, each one crashing to the ground like a battlefield tower.
Closely following behind was the Blood Oath Legion, draped in crimson cross cloaks. They burst out of the drop pods and advanced silently, seizing all the key resource points.
The last to enter were the most ruthless and merciless enforcers—the interstellar wolves. They were like shadows, like mist, like blades, wiping out everything upon landing.
Meanwhile, the penitent angels, who had been waiting on the surface for orders, moved like holy yet deadly scalpels, traversing the ruins of cities, the cross-sections of authority, and the collapsed golden palaces of gods, and began to take over the gray wilderness.
At the same time, the Nine Sons of the Imperial Guard led two hundred Imperial Guards from the cruiser down, joining forces with a hundred-man Imperial Guard squad already fighting on the ground, as well as a mobile task force belonging to the Heavenly Kingdom's armed forces, to completely wipe out all remaining Olympian gods' favored and rebels.
The Children of the Courtyard are spreading like cancer throughout the devastated wilderness, and it won't be long before the Gray Wilderness is completely taken over by Heaven.
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In the gray wilderness of the Styx strata, the battle is nearing its end.
As the being known as the "Beast" swallowed Hades whole, the Styx River, which had been flowing on the second level of the gray wilderness, seemed to have lost the guidance of its primordial deity, and instantly stopped flowing and dried up.
The Netherworld River dried up, its bed cracked, and the ferry crossing for the dead collapsed into a valley piled high with the remains of countless gods.
With the Styx broken, the four Titan armors that had been restrained by Hades were suddenly freed from their shackles, roaring as they broke free and plunged into the encirclement and slaughter with overwhelming force.
They coordinated with the five sons of Abraham on the other side of the battlefield—Rupercar, Lionel, Fenrir, Manun, and Vulcan—like knights of the apocalypse burning with the flames of the sun, hunting down their targets.
Their targets were none other than the three first-generation heroes of Olympus. These three heroes, having been righteously ganged up on by the Heavenly Kingdom, died soon after, filled with resentment, their dying words still echoing:
"You bastards are unworthy of being called extraordinary. If you're so capable, then fight one-on-one like a real warrior."
But it's all for naught. When it's time for a group fight, then it's a group fight. If you can cover the area with firepower, who's going to play the tactical flanking maneuver?
Deeper into the battlefield, Broly stood amidst scorched earth and broken bones, his body covered in the blood and ashes of his enemies.
Beneath his feet lay Hector's already shattered body.
But his attention was focused solely on his opponent, who was virtually impossible to kill.
—Achilles.
This immortal warrior from Greek mythology, even after Broly shattered his limbs, continued to regenerate, heal, and charge forward again.
After Achilles was resurrected by Olympus, his weakness was no longer his heel, but a new, hidden part of his body.
Broly's solution was simple: he punched and kicked Achilles until he was a pulp from head to toe, and then sifted out the remaining, indestructible structure of authority from the pulp.
Until he found it—the new key hidden deep within the myth.
It wasn't the heel, but the little finger of Achilles' right hand.
"How disgusting..." Broly growled in a low voice, his five fingers together, tearing the little finger off with bone and blood.
Achilles' body finally came to a standstill.
His eyes still held a lingering fighting spirit and resentment, but his divinity collapsed like shattered light rain, dissipating with the wind.
Death finally came to the end of this hero's life.
The battlefield fell silent. The last vestiges of resistance at the bottom of the Styx River finally turned to dust.
Broly slowly straightened up.
Behind him, a crimson crown, like the rising sun of hell, quietly appeared. It was not a simple halo, but a malevolent fire formed by hundreds of layers of blood-red steam. It shone on Broly's cold face, which was already accustomed to death, like a burning god or demon.
A new crowned one is born.
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The battle has ended.
The sky over the gray wilderness has cracked open. Olympus, which once hung high in the heavens, is now nothing but the fading light of ruins, and the embers of the shattered divine kingdom echo with the mournful song of the setting sun.
But for the winners of this great battle—this is just the beginning of a bountiful harvest.
The Kingdom of Heaven and the Federation of Edisie have finally completed the strategic game they tacitly woven together.
The Edishi Federation, using the Financial Street as its swallowing structure, has successively completed the listing plan of the twelve Olympian gods.
As the divine narrative is transformed into quantifiable extraordinary assets, one divine bond after another is packaged into the Federal Holdings treasury, and thousands of advanced investment models begin to operate at high speed.
When the Olympus sector opened in Financial Street, its valuation started at 2.5 trillion yuan. Subsequently, due to market sentiment and extraordinary topic index, it surged several times, and the concept stocks doubled in value.
The divine bonds of Hera, Apollo, Hermes, and others have been dismantled into derivative products, linked to the circulation of fictitious assets, and have become the most sought-after extraordinary index components in the financial spectrum.
The cold, icy Olympian gods transformed into warm stocks and money.
The financial lineage also successfully completed its early financial completion plan and absorbed the complete authority structure of a pantheon at extremely low cost.
The Financial Completion Plan is a planned economy within the financial spectrum—yes, the Federation not only believes in the market economy of Hassan, but also in the state intervention of Kassan.
[Beast] has set up [Financial Street] in almost every country in Terra, even in Heaven, Orleans, and Diva.
However, Heaven relied on the 72-hour crisis to allow the traitorous 0-13 to take away Heaven's "Financial Street"; for Oletin and Diva, due to their national circumstances, it didn't really matter whether the "Financial Street" existed or not.
The Beasts have descended upon Terra more than once. Besides the recent Battle of Olympus, the most recent instance was the Crisis 72 Hours event.
In the earlier scene, He reduced the twenty-four kingdoms of Oaxaca to only sixteen.
He appeared alongside Terra's capital expansion, and his presence has been felt on Terra many times.
The First Global Capital Expansion, the First Industrial and Genealogical Revolution, the Second Global Capital Expansion, the Second Industrial and Genealogical Revolution, the Founding War of the Union, the Federal Civil War, the Fourth Supernatural War, the Fifth Supernatural War...
Those who meet Him are both fortunate and unfortunate.
John K. Hanks, as the second president of the Federal Reserve Bank, was undoubtedly fortunate, because he witnessed every appearance of the Beast as a moment of great power.
The first time he saw the "Beast" was when the Federation, in conjunction with the global "Financial Street," launched a massive financial sanctioning campaign against Oletin, involving 30,000 measures.
He was honored to participate in this sanctions; he drafted 1654 of the 30,000 sanctions.
This shock caused Oletin considerable pain for several years.
However, the purple-robed emperor later bombarded the Senate, completing the complete centralization of power, controlling the "Five Tyrants," diverting conflicts through war, and carrying out economic reforms to undermine the influence of the domestic "Financial Street."
The second time I saw Him was during a global pandemic, which affected the Beast's financial fluctuations, but also laid the groundwork for the subsequent destruction and rebuilding and the Federation's strategic contraction.
John encountered the Beast for the third time during the 72-hour crisis, when the Financial Street and World Tree crisis sequences were paired up to create the Golden Tree, which possessed supreme divinity.
He and eleven other financial giants were tasked with protecting the "Golden Tree" and safeguarding the interests of the "Beast."
Throughout the Ivy League Wars, [Beast] has been watching everything.
For Him, whoever wins the war will be the ultimate beneficiary, because the war is to complete the "Golden Tree," and He will use it to go further and achieve "Supreme Divinity."
The reason He helped Xia Xiu was because Xia Xiu was constantly pushing forward the war; Xia Xiu was an accelerator for completing the progress bar.
In the eyes of the beast, Xia Xiu was a treasure compared to the slow-moving and sluggish Golden Court.
John's fourth encounter with the "Beast" is now, as they divide the Olympian pantheon.
It can be said that the Federation... or rather, the [Beast], has always been on the path of winning, and no matter what, it always wins!
Of course, the Kingdom of Heaven also profited from the Federation's winning strategy.
In this battle, Heaven officially occupied the Gray Wasteland. In the seventeen outer planes, Heaven has taken over Paradise and the Gray Wasteland.
Even earlier, Xia Xiu had already led the courtyard to seize the Astral Plane, which served as a strategic transportation route, as well as part of the territory of the Noisy Sky Tunnel, which was also one of the seventeen outer planes.
It should be noted that the Desolate Void Tunnel is an abandoned plane that was ravaged long ago by the civilization-suppressing weapons left behind by the Demon King's army.
When Xia Xiu retrieved the weapons used to suppress civilization, the ruler of this plane had already gone mad. This plane's strategic value was the lowest among the seventeen outer planes.
In addition to conquering the Gray Wasteland, he also single-handedly confronted Zeus, defeated the Titans, and took over the [World Bubble] in this campaign, marking a qualitative leap in his great spirituality.
He is now getting closer and closer to becoming a [Venerable One].
What pleased him even more was that the commander of the Heavenly Kingdom's Imperial Guard, Vardason Broly, was crowned.
This Battle of Olympus was truly a case of getting three benefits from one fish.
As for Xia Xiu's opinion on the Yingxue master [Beast]... before the Evergreen Battle ends, he, and even Heaven, will definitely find a way or opportunity to cut down the [Golden Tree]!
Neither Heaven nor Xia Xiu will work for the Golden Tree for nothing. You can still win now, but it's hard to say who will win later.
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