Chapter 1174
continues to list my crimes, and I listen.
Chapter 1174 continues to list my crimes, and I listen.
The emperor penguin was still conscious; he could hear his own heartbeat and feel his fingers against the camera casing. But he couldn't control himself.
A cold, subtle force flows along the mind, severing the channel between thought and action.
Emperor Penguin Soros was firmly under control.
A sound came from his throat.
"Coo coo...caw caw..."
The voice was dry and broken, like air stuck in his throat, carrying an undisguised fear. He was clearly aware that he was making such a shameful sound, but he couldn't even shut up.
Magus stood before him, his gaze calm.
The emperor penguin's body stiffened under his will, its wings pressed against its sides, the camera drooping, and even the blinking of its eyelids became slow.
Just then, Magus's single eye suddenly narrowed, and a vast and powerful spiritual force pressed down from afar.
Rhodes, outside the crystal wall, glanced in this direction.
The sky suddenly seemed to drop, the air was sucked out, and the surrounding space began to emit a low-frequency hum.
Magus saw a dragon's claw on the etheric plane, a massive outline made of pure information, hanging down from above with a crushing weight on his soul, reaching directly for him.
Magus's breath hitched for a moment; the feeling was indescribable.
It felt like being stared at by an ancient behemoth; a tremor ran through the depths of his bones, his consciousness began to blur, and the etheric circuits on the surface of his body became slightly disordered under that pressure.
As the dragon's claws descended, space began to collapse.
Just as the giant claw was about to close, a black light pressed down from even higher.
A deep, dark sun.
That was... a father's true nature.
The black sun suddenly enlarged, and a straight beam of light shot out from its center, striking the powerful dragon claw precisely.
Without any roar, the dragon claw shattered in mid-air, turning into countless fragments of light that quickly dissipated.
The oppressive feeling suddenly subsided, and Magus let out a heavy breath, his shoulders slumping slightly.
Then, without hesitation, he took the emperor penguins and ran away.
……
……
The crystal wall of Joseph's Garden.
Lot was fighting with a bull.
Lot's dragon claws gripped the bull's horns, his giant wings unfurled, and the runes on the edge of the crystal wall flashed violently as the two collided. Just as he tried to draw out a portion of his power to intervene in the distance, his senses were jolted back.
That attack failed. The Golden Tyrant, who was fighting Odin and simultaneously controlling the bull to fight against himself, still had the strength to intervene outside the arena...
"...Oh no, we've fallen into their trap."
Lot instantly understood: from the appearance of the longhorn beetle, to the turmoil in the Golden Palace, and then to the Emperor Penguin being locked on...
These were not impulsive decisions.
Hugh Abraham's target from the very beginning was the wandmaster, also known as the emperor penguin.
I've fallen for their trick of luring me away from my mountain!
He immediately mobilized his great spirituality, attempting to escape the battlefield. With just one precise teleport, he could appear beside the Emperor Penguin.
However, how could Grandpa Ox let Lot escape? He suddenly thrust his horns against the crystal wall.
"boom--!"
A crack was punched through the crystal wall.
A jagged gap appeared at the transparent dimensional boundary, from which chaotic spatial flows surged forth. The regular structure lost its stability in that instant, and the coordinate system shifted over a wide range.
Lot's teleportation circuit was torn apart by interference as soon as it was completed.
Unable to pinpoint the Emperor Penguin's location, the longhorn beetle lowered its head, and the levering force between its horns coalesced once more.
The disorder at the edge of the crystal wall was still expanding, and Rhodes was also slowed down by the longhorn beetle.
……
……
The Garden of Joseph, in the heavens.
Clang—!
The silver staff clashed with Gungnir once more, and sparks of lightning exploded between them.
A pure white angel stood in mid-air, thirty-six pairs of wings of light unfurling behind her to form a curtain of light, with pure light particles flowing between the wings; opposite her, Odin wore a dark cloak, his single eye deep and profound, his divine spear crackling with lightning, and his eight-legged winged horse tracing continuous arcs on the thunderclouds.
The figures of the God-King and the Pure White Angel repeatedly shifted in and out of place high in the sky.
After this attack, both sides retreated simultaneously.
Thunder created a blank space between the two.
Xia Xiu raised his hand.
[Lightningfire] was summoned again.
"Lightning Fire - Go!"
The ball of Olympian lightning rapidly expanded in his palm, then he hurled it with a wave of his hand, transforming it into a dense torrent of lightning that bombarded Odin's direction.
Rumble~~~~
Rumble~~~
[Lightning Fire - Thunderous Strike!]
The entire sky looked as if it were being repeatedly pierced by countless golden and blue spears.
Odin snorted coldly.
"How dare you toy with thunder in front of me! How laughable!!!"
[Gungnir] swept out.
With a spear, shatter the thunder!
The unerring nature of the divine spear transformed into a precise interception trajectory at this moment. The lightning was broken down, deflected, and shattered before the spearhead, and the exploding light merged into one in the thundercloud.
The two were briefly at loggerheads.
In the gap between the sea of lightning and the flames of light, Xia Xiu's great spirituality stirred slightly.
"Very good, Magus has succeeded."
The emperor penguins have been brought under control; his objective has been achieved.
It's time to run away. After all, this is still Odin's divine realm, and both he and Odin are currently exercising restraint.
None of them unfolded the [world bubble].
Xia Xiu knew that if Odin really mobilized the core structure of Joseph Garden at this moment—that counterfeit [Pseudo-Yuktrasil] of the crisis sequence—and pressed the entire divine kingdom's authority onto it, coupled with the divine kingdom's home advantage, this battle would completely spiral out of control.
That's not the result he wanted today.
Odin did not receive any further upgrades.
Clearly, he was unwilling to detonate the core of the divine kingdom at this moment.
Therefore, it's wise to stop while you're ahead.
"Lightning Fire - Withdraw!"
Xia Xiu withdrew [Lightning Fire].
Seeing Odin attempting to charge again, he suddenly raised his left hand, index and middle fingers side by side, and lightly touched his forehead.
Above his forehead, the floating Eye of Thybiya slowly widened.
A slender and steady beam of divine light shot out from it.
That was not a brutal attack, but an ultimate illusion technique evolved from the three dream cores of the Dream God Group, using great spirituality as its carrier. It was also the most powerful technique of observation, enough to... turn the fake into the real!
Divine light swept across space.
The structure of reality was rewritten in that instant.
The next moment, hundreds and thousands of Xia Xiu appeared in the sky.
【Eye of Thivea - The Art of Seeing and Shattering Incarnations: Transforming into Thousands of Forms】
Each clone was backed by wings of light and held a long staff, its aura so real that it was indistinguishable from the real thing; they were not phantoms, but real projections wrapped in illusion, each possessing the strength of a "normal strike" in the form of an apostle.
Although they could not pose any real threat to Odin, the hundreds of clones containing the power of the [Miracle Worker's] normal attacks were enough to stop Odin's advance.
Hundreds of white figures unfolded simultaneously, instantly crowding the sky in front of Odin. Countless silver staffs fell from different directions, and the sound of light wings vibrating blended together.
These attacks may not be enough to truly harm the God-King, but their sheer number created a suppressive effect.
Odin had to destroy them one by one, deal with them one by one, and his charge was forcibly halted.
Thunder weaved back and forth among the countless clones, Gungnir thrusting out repeatedly, his divine spear shattering one projection after another, yet new figures continued to fill the gaps.
It was as if a white downpour was falling from the sky.
Amidst this chaos, the real Xia Xiu had already created distance; with a flap of his light wings, he retreated to the edge of the sea of lightning.
At this distance, Odin could not stop his teleportation.
In the distance, Odin looked up amidst the attacks of his clones, his single eye flashing with lightning.
Suspended high in the sky, Xia Xiu laughed heartily at Odin:
"Odin, the green waters flow on, and we will meet again."
The wings of light slowly retracted.
Thirty-six pairs of wings folded into a white outline within the sea of lightning, then gradually faded. The pure white figure became transparent amidst the flashes of lightning, until only a faint trace of light remained.
Odin is still surrounded by countless clones.
[Gungnir] thrust out repeatedly, and lightning struck like a torrential rain. Hundreds and thousands of Xia Xiu's clones exploded under the divine spear, turning into particles of light and dissipating. But with each one shattered, new figures still filled the sky, and the sound of the light wings vibrating almost drowned out the thunder.
When the last layer of clones was cleared away, Odin finally looked up.
All he saw was an empty sea of thunder.
That familiar scent has faded away.
The eight-legged winged horse delivered a powerful blow above the thunderclouds, scattering the surrounding shockwaves. Odin gripped Gungnir tightly, his cloak billowing in the storm, lightning crackling deep within his single eye.
"Hugh Abraham—!!!!"
The roar pierced through the clouds.
Thunder roared in response, shaking the entire sky.
On the other side, at the edge of the crystal wall.
Lot remained locked in a standoff with the bull.
Dragon wings spread, giant claws gripped bull horns, and cracks in the crystal wall continued to widen as the forces of the two clashed, causing spatial disorder to surge at the boundary.
The moment he sensed Xia Xiu's aura leaving, the power of the Heavenly Beetle suddenly began to weaken.
The giant beast gradually split apart in front of him.
The massive body first disintegrated into four parts, then transformed back into its original form of four longhorn beetles. They no longer charged or charged, but simply took a step back in unison.
The lightning and fire extinguished between the bull's horns, and their outlines began to blur.
Before disappearing, the four longhorn beetles turned their heads in unison and let out a long, disgruntled bellow at Lot.
"Moo-!"
The sound echoed at the edge of the crystal wall, carrying a clear sense of displeasure.
next moment.
The four figures disintegrated simultaneously, the lightning and fire extinguished, and the space returned to stability.
Lot hovered in front of the crystal wall, looking at the empty boundary, and slowly folded his wings.
He was silent for a moment, then gave a bitter laugh.
"It seems..."
"Plans can never keep up with changes."
……
...Outside the Garden of Joseph.
Xia Xiu had returned to Magus's side, while the Emperor Penguin remained under control, standing stiffly in place with lingering fear in his eyes.
In the distance, the Sword-class Garden Frigate, which had already accumulated warp energy, hovered silently in the sky.
The ship's hull has sharp lines, and the surface of its shields is covered with fine light patterns. The energy core at the stern is operating stably.
Xia Xiu raised his hand, and Magus withdrew his suppressive power, dragging the still-unable-to-resist Emperor Penguin along...
Even without Magus's control, the Emperor Penguin wouldn't dare to resist. The Abyss Lord is right next to him; what's the point of resisting?
Three figures leaped into the ship instantly, guided by beams of light.
The next moment, the outer space structure of the frigate began to distort.
A warp ring unfolded around the ship, tearing open the boundary of reality into a smooth gap.
The ship slid forward, the space quickly closed, leaving only a brief tremor and residual heat in the air.
The Sword-class Garden Frigate has already entered the Aether.
The sky over the Garden of Joseph was once again filled with rolling thunderclouds.
……
……
Inside the bridge of the Sword-class frigate, the lighting was soft.
After the warp jump was completed, the ship shuddered slightly before returning to stable operation.
Outside the transparent viewing window, swirling ethereal light flowed, and ribbon-like rivers of light swept across the ship's exterior. The entire frigate was sailing on an ocean woven from starlight.
Summer has returned to normal.
He sat casually in a swivel chair in the center of the bridge, the back of the chair slightly tilted, his right arm resting on the armrest, his elbow propped up, his knuckles supporting his cheek, his eyes lazy yet sharp.
Magus stood beside him, upright and respectful, like a sword just sheathed.
On the other side, the emperor penguin tucked its neck in.
His round body leaned slightly forward, his wings close to his sides, and his toes unconsciously turned inward. The penguin looked both timid and cute, his eyes darting around, but he dared not look around.
"Coo coo...caw caw~?"
He tentatively let out a questioning call, beginning to prepare to put on a show of sweetness in front of Lao Xia and his sixth son.
Xia Xiu didn't even lift his eyelids.
"Stop playing dumb with me."
His tone was flat.
"If you keep packing, I'll turn you into canned food."
The emperor penguin shuddered.
The feathers all bristled for a moment.
Almost instinctively, he shrank his neck even tighter, forcing a smile that looked worse than a grimace onto his face.
"No, no, no—"
He immediately resumed speaking human language.
"Your Excellency Hugh Abraham, the great fourth sword-bearer of the Kingdom of Heaven, who shines upon all realms, please do not misunderstand. What I just experienced was merely a physiological reaction caused by a loss of emotional control, and was absolutely not a questioning of your wisdom!"
He took a deep breath, speaking rapidly yet with extreme obsequiousness:
"Your fame has spread throughout the heavens and myriad realms. You are the master of the courtyard, the future ruler of the heavenly kingdom, the one who wields the sword to slay gods, and even the god-king of Joseph Garden has to confront you head-on!"
Today, you single-handedly shook the Golden Palace, restrained the Divine Kingdom, and even casually invited a nobody like me to be your guest. I am truly honored!
He got more and more comfortable talking.
"Just now on the sea of thunder, I witnessed your battle with the God King. Your composure, your control of the rhythm, and your ability to strategize even while fighting are things I, Soros, have never seen before in my life!"
"To be honest, being personally invited onto this ship by you is the most glorious moment of my career!"
He puffed out his round belly, then quickly lowered his head.
"Moreover, Your Excellency is so young, so wise, so insightful, and so adept at assessing the situation! You not only prevented the battle from spiraling out of control, but also precisely achieved your objective and escaped unscathed—this is not brute force, it is art!"
The emperor penguin even excitedly flapped its wings as it spoke.
"All the realms say that the Heavenly Kingdom is powerful, but I think what they should really fear is not its strength, but your strategic mind! You treat the battlefield like a chessboard and the gods like chess pieces!"
He nodded repeatedly as he spoke.
"Although I, Soros, am just a lowly reporter... cough, wand wielder, I have always respected the strong, and your performance today is enough for me to write an entire epic special issue!"
He spoke in a very low voice at the end.
"So... Your Excellency the Great Fourth Swordholder, could you please just ignore me like a fart..."
The bridge fell silent.
Xia Xiu continued to prop his face up and look at him.
Magus stood to the side, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the chubby penguin who was full of flattery.
The emperor penguin's forehead began to sweat.
Beads of sweat slid down the feathers, glistening slightly under the light.
Xia Xiu suddenly raised his hand.
A curtain of light unfolded in front of Magus.
That was the Heavenly Genealogy Terminal, which connected to the entire Aether network. Thousands of information streams were compressed into clear archive pages, with neatly arranged titles and clearly marked sources—the Wandman Newspaper.
“Magnus”.
Xia Xiu spoke calmly.
“Read the contents of this book and see how our dear Wandman newspaper reports on our Kingdom and my deeds.”
He took a step forward, his gaze falling on the light screen.
After reading just two lines, his expression turned strange.
Then he began to read.
"Cover story of issue 1625: The Fourth Lord of the Abyss Arrives - Another Civilization is Rewritten under the Courtyard Order".
"Battle Report Tracking No. 1628: So-called Liberation is Actually Systemic Disposal - How the Heavenly Kingdom Legion Dismantles an Entire Dimensional Faith Structure."
"Commentary No. 1630: Hugh Abraham's Smile - The Devil's Smile, the Most Disgusting Smile."
The emperor penguin's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
Magus's tone remained calm.
"Special Investigation No. 1634: When the Sword Bearer Descends - Pure White Calamity in Indigenous Oral Records".
"Front-page focus of issue 1639: Has the fourth great lord of the abyss already regarded the war of gods as a game?"
"Issue 1643 Character Analysis: From Self-Sacrifice to Lord of the Abyss—What Does Hugh Abraham's Transformation Mean?"
"Battlefield Observation No. 1648: Five Steps to Courtyard-Style Occupation - How to Dismantle the Autonomous System of a Dimension in a Week."
"Editorial No. 1650: Have we underestimated the wolfish ambitions of this golden tyrant?"
Magus turned the page, his expression growing increasingly subtle.
“In-depth report No. 1654: Silent Devouring - How Heaven, No, Abyss Rewrites Historical Narrative in the Name of War”.
"Issue 1659: The War Aesthetics of the Fourth Lord of the Abyss - Destruction So Precise It's Breathtaking."
"Special Feature No. 1662: Hugh Abraham is a cold-blooded executioner and schemer. Is the ruthless calculation behind his perfect plans for his own ambition of supreme power in heaven?"
"Issue 1667: The Expansion Curve of Heaven's Courtyard - Behind the Growth, How Many Dimensions Have Perished?"
The emperor penguins have already begun to shake their heads slightly.
Ancestors, please stop chanting!
If I repeat this, Wadasi will really turn into penguin canned food.
Magus continued reading.
"Issue 1675: The Fourth Star of the Abyss - Why is Hugh Abraham called the 'Ruthless Harvester'?"
"Issue 1679: Order or Shackles? A 'New Civilization Sample' under the Rule of the Kingdom of Heaven."
"Special Issue No. 1683: When Miracles Become Weapons - How the Fourth Swordholder Packaged 'Redemption' as Domination."
"Issue 1688: The Rewritten History - A List of Thirty-Six Structural Reorganizations After the Courtyard Legion's Entry."
"Focus Observation No. 1690: Hugh Abraham's Time Advantage - Is He Harvesting the Future in Advance?"
Magston paused, his gaze sweeping over the last page.
"Issue 1694: The Logic of the Golden Tyrant - If He's Right, Do We Still Have a Choice?"
"Cover of Commemorative Issue No. 1699: Has the Age of Hugh Abraham Begun?"
"Wand Man Commentary #1700: Hugh Abraham has a full 3,600 crimes that need to be listed, and the world should unite to condemn his brutality!"
When he read the 1700th issue, Magus glanced at the contributor's photo and name section with a slight expression.
The emperor penguin was shaking its head frantically, its wings almost leaving afterimages.
"Don't read it, don't read it, don't read it—"
Magus, however, did not stop.
He added:
"Issue 1700 is reported by Soros, the newly promoted outstanding wandman of the Wandman Newspaper."
He continued reading.
"After its launch, this special issue received 93.33 million likes, 9 million shares, and 500,000 comments on the Magic Wand Man platform, and was rated as the most impactful in-depth issue of the quarter."
The emperor penguin's face began to turn blue.
Magus reads in a flat tone.
In a column discussion, author George Soros stated: "Hugh Abraham's rise is not accidental, but a microcosm of a dangerous trend. He represents not merely personal ambition, but an entire model of an expanding, predatory order. If we ignore this force, one day we too will become structural examples of this courtyard order."
"Soros earnestly told his readers, 'This is not a smear campaign, but a warning. Thank you for your support; your likes and shares prove that we still have a voice.'"
After Magus finished reading, the light screen disappeared.
"Clap clap-"
A crisp clapping sound rang out, and Xia Xiu smiled brightly.
"Oh, ruthless reaper, cunning schemer with wolfish ambitions, golden tyrant, the fourth great lord of the abyss..."
He tilted his head.
"You guys are pretty good at coming up with nicknames."
The emperor penguin was almost in tears when Xia Xiu's gaze returned to him.
"Soros, that's your name, isn't it?"
He repeated it slowly and deliberately.
"Article 1803 - Using the pretext of reconstructing order to systematically suppress ethnic groups that refuse to join the courtyard system is a crime of genocide."
"Article 2047 - Increase the use of the Wall of Sighs to restrict the path to transcendence for conquered races."
"Article 2174 - The so-called Enlightenment Dictatorship system is implemented on lower-level life forms, which in reality enrolls the residents of the two subsidiary planes into the courtyard labor sequence, depriving them of their right to choose freely."
The more Xia Xiu read, the more frightened the emperor penguin became; he was almost scared to death.
“Soros, I really enjoy reading your reports,” he said slowly with a smile. “Three thousand six hundred charges… You must have worked hard to write down all my charges.”
The emperor penguin froze completely. Xia Xiu stood up, placed his hand on the penguin's fluffy head, and brought his smiling face close to it.
“Since you care about me so much,” he said in his gentle tone, “then today, I’ll be your first interviewee.”
"Come on, continue listing my crimes, I'm listening."
Emperor penguin Soros was so terrified that he had only one thought...
Mom, I might not be able to come home for dinner.