Chapter 1212
[The Gate Empire Dynasty Organization]
Chapter 1212 [The Gate Empire - Dynasty Organization]
In the world of Abalus, a golden sun hangs high in the sky.
Two months ago, the sword light that cleaved down from the sky directly shattered the corrupt old order that had shrouded the world for many years.
Since then, Xia Xiu has stayed in Abalus.
He fulfilled his promise, using his great spirituality to activate the [World Modulation Mode] and begin to personally repair this rotten world whose foundations had been almost eroded by plague and poison gas.
Those mountain ridges and icy plateaus that were perpetually shrouded in a deathly gray fog, under the [World Modulation Mode], gradually shed the filthy structures that had attached them. The undead particles that had been deposited in the rock layers were forcibly pulled out of the world's skeleton by a powerful hand.
Xia Xiu's original projection stands in the sky, using his great spirituality to penetrate the earth's veins, reorganizing the already disordered climate circulation and energy nodes of Abalus, allowing this world to re-enter the cycle from decay and stagnation.
After two months, the changes have been extremely obvious.
Looking down from the pale peak, the poisonous fog that once clung to the mountain like pus in layers has now become just scattered, thin, gray-green bands hanging in the far distance on the still incompletely restored border region.
Large tracts of highland have regained their original rocky color, and new veins are beginning to emerge between the permafrost and the scorched earth.
Progress in low-altitude areas has been slower, but recovery is still progressing steadily. Plains that were originally rotten into mud have been compacted again, stagnant water pits and disease pools have been dried and purified piece by piece, and the blackish-green sludge has been peeled away layer by layer under the conditioning mode, eventually revealing the land underneath that can continue to recover.
For Abalus, it was almost like a two-month-long open surgery.
Xia Xiu cut away the necrotic parts of this world piece by piece, and then stitched back together the usable parts, and the entire plane began to return to normal.
During those two months, Mortarius truly took over everything that Nikel had left behind.
The newly appointed ruler of the world of Abalus did not continue down the path of his adoptive father's brutal rule, but instead began to clean up the filthy legacy left by the previous ruler of the world of Abalus in the most direct way.
Among Nikel's former followers, Mortalius suppressed all those who remained devoted to necromancy, plague sacrifices, and the furnace of flesh.
The sacrificial pits, corpse towers, altars, and plague bell towers that were originally scattered throughout the land and served as the foundation of Abalus were demolished one by one under the orders of the new master and converted into warehouses, armories, purification stations, and temporary containment areas.
Those sacrificial rituals that were once considered a necessary price to pay for maintaining rule have now all been abolished.
Those spellcasters who specialized in raising plague beasts, refining corpse poison, and extracting necromantic particles were also purged in batches, and the entire Abalus began to thrive under the heavy pressure of blood and iron.
Mortalius did not act in a gentle manner when he did these things.
Abalus is also not suited to gentleness.
The people here were used to obeying the strong, so he didn't try to persuade everyone with words, but instead used legions and decrees to spread the new rules to every corner.
If Nikel was a brutal dictator, then Mortalius was a benevolent and virtuous "demon king."
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Pale Peak.
This peak, once shrouded in the winds of plague, is now covered by clear sunlight. The rolling poisonous clouds around the summit are no longer visible; only thin, cold clouds drift slowly in the distance.
Even the palace that originally belonged to Nikel revealed a structure closer to its original form after the purification.
The gray-white high walls stand on the mountaintop. The writhing necromantic patterns that once clung to the walls have been burned away, leaving only some dents that were forcibly scraped off, like scars on the stone surface.
Deep inside the palace, the hall was empty and cold.
Xia Xiu sat on the throne that once belonged to Nikel. He had already altered the throne, removing all the filthy structures that had attached to it, leaving only the most basic supporting outline.
In the air in front of him floated a fragmented mass of spiritual information; in practical terms, this was Nickell's soul.
However, this soul was severely shattered, and the spiritual light inside and outside flickered like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
At this moment, Nikel had none of the aura of a ruler. He had been detained here by Xia Xiu for two whole months.
Do you know how he's been doing these past two months?
He remained in prison, and Xia Xiu never interrogated him. He could only wait and watch his spiritual information crumble little by little.
This waiting was more agonizing than direct interrogation, because Nikel had absolutely no idea what Shashau was planning.
Finally, after another long silence, this broken spirit could no longer hold on.
It trembled slightly in mid-air, its grayish-white fragments rubbing against each other, like a flickering lamp that might fall apart at any moment. A voice, filled with extreme weariness and fear, struggled to emerge from that spiritual entity:
"Your Majesty..."
“You’ve imprisoned me for two whole months, two whole months… You haven’t asked me about the secrets of necromancy, about my past life in the womb, about who I’ve associated with over the years, about who I’ve done things for, or about how many tricks I have up my sleeve. You’ve just kept me hanging here, wearing me down day after day…”
Nikel's voice grew increasingly urgent. The coldness and arrogance that once belonged to a ruler of a realm had been largely worn away in the past two months, leaving only a near-collapse-like urgency:
"Go ahead and ask!"
"Just tell me, and I'll tell you anything, everything!"
“I would never dare to hide a single word from you, much less try to play any tricks in front of you. I will answer whatever you ask, and I will reveal whoever you ask me to confess. Even if you ask me to dig out every single thing I have done over the years, every single account, I am willing!”
The remnant soul flickered violently, as if it had poured all its remaining strength into those few words.
"Your Majesty, you must give me a chance..."
"I really... I just can't take it anymore if you keep dragging this on like this..."
Faced with the nearly distraught Nikel, Xia Xiu knew he had enough of the undead to deal with and could begin his questioning. So he asked Nikel:
"Where did you get your Crown Engine Interactive Pump, and the related Dragoon technology?"
The moment those words were spoken, the fragmented spiritual energy in mid-air trembled violently.
Nikel was stunned for a moment, and then an almost uncontrollable surge of ecstasy suddenly burst forth from the depths of his shattered spirituality.
I asked!
This guy finally started asking questions!
As long as someone is willing to ask questions, it means they still have value. As long as they still have value, they still have a way to survive, even if it's just to live a little longer. That's much better than being worn down and crushed day by day.
And so, that originally dim and extinguished spiritual energy suddenly shone brighter.
"Your Majesty—"
Nickell's voice trembled as he began to recount the relevant information in detail.
“The things you mentioned are naturally not native to Abalus, nor are they things I deduced myself. I don’t have that ability either. That system… comes from outside the world, from a sacred place of knowledge that does not belong to any single plane or any single civilization.”
"It has many names, but in the line I've worked with, people are more used to calling it—the Library of the Exiled."
"It's not a library in the ordinary sense, nor is it a knowledge warehouse built by any civilization. It's more like a central hub that spans multiple worlds, a vast otherworld floating between dimensions and between realities."
"It collects not only existing classics, but also those that are being written, those that may be written in the future, and even fragments of knowledge that will never be truly written down in the normal world."
"Many warlocks, interdimensional travelers, pathfinders, and extraordinary scholars will try to get in there, because if you can get in, it means that you may be able to touch an answer that should not exist in a certain world."
On the throne, Xia Xiu's gaze finally truly fell upon him. He squinted, and suddenly realized:
"I see... You're a member of the Serpent Hand?"
“The Hand of the Serpent?” Nikel paused for a moment, then seemed to understand something.
"Your Majesty has also come into contact with Summoners similar to the Dynasty Organization, haven't you? You've confused me with them... But it's true, any organization that can access the Library of the Exiled, regardless of its name, is fundamentally similar to the Dynasty Organization."
“Before I ascended to Abalus, I was the ruler of one of the dynasties. I joined that dynasty by chance. At that time, during a deep necromancy summoning, I accidentally came into contact with a portal that broke away from the structure of this plane.” “That portal led to the edge of that library.”
“Strictly speaking, I didn’t really go deep into its core; I only went into a part of its periphery and came into contact with a few groups of people who were active there.”
At this point, Nikel's tone became noticeably more complex, showing both apprehension and a lingering sense of awe.
“They are unlike most of the supernatural organizations I have ever seen. They are more like a group of knowledge transporters, gatekeepers, and protectors of anomalies and otherworldly beings.”
Therefore, the dynastic organization is also known as the Gate Empire.
"The Gate Empire is a general term for dynastic organizations. A Gate Empire is composed of different dynasties, and its highest authority is called the Three Saints Organization, which governs nine core main dynasties. Each dynasty rules hundreds of Gate Worlds, and the internal hierarchy is strict, with five levels from top to bottom—"
“Dharma King (Miracle), Overlord (Crown), Warlord (Dominator), Necromancer (Distinguished One), Advocate (Measurer)”.
"The Gate Empire believes that supernatural beings should not be imprisoned simply because they are different from the norm, nor should they be burned indiscriminately because they are dangerous, nor should they be brutally cut up, archived, or erased by those so-called forces of order."
"The Gate Empire regards those forces that exercise abnormally high-pressure rule as jailers and book burners—I suppose the Serpent Hand you mentioned also holds this view."
"Most of the dynasties of the Gate Empire wandered between the gaps in the world, sending away things that should not have been trapped, and bringing knowledge that should not have flowed out from one world to another."
As Nikel finished speaking, she cautiously glanced at Xia Xiu's expression.
Seeing that Xia Xiu did not show any obvious impatience, he continued speaking.
“Your Majesty, the members of the Gate Empire that I have come into contact with are a powerful branch that has already established the rudiments of a dynasty outside the world.”
"They operate their own strongholds between the gates of the worlds, possess a large number of interdimensional channels and ancient books, and have a complete knowledge exchange system. Any spiritual material, magical structure, civilization sample, or unusual remains that can impress them can become a bargaining chip."
“My Crown Engine Interactive Pump is a fragmented blueprint that I obtained from them.”
"The original framework of Dragoon technology, the idea of developing multiple fields in parallel, and the transformation of necromancy from a single casting system into a modular, loadable, and cross-battlefield deployment method all originated from there."
"Of course, what I received were not the complete original manuscripts, but only some fragments that had been cut and edited. They never hand over their truly treasured secrets all at once."
Xia Xiu leaned back on the throne, his golden eyes calm and unreadable.
"continue."
Just two words, yet they made Nikel's entire being tense up.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
He grasped at a straw and immediately continued the story.
"What that nascent dynasty served was not merely an organizational ideology; in their narrative, behind the Library of the Exiles and countless pathways, stood a far older and far greater being."
"They call it—a snake."
"Of course, this is not a snake or beast in the conventional sense, nor is it a simple totem worship, but an ancient and powerful force that is closer to knowledge itself, the path itself, and change itself."
"In the lineage of legends I came across, He was called—Nahash."
"That was a truly ancient god who spanned multiple realms."
"It is said that He possesses a planet-sized entity, carrying the Library of the Exiled, and slowly roams at the ends of dimensions and world boundaries."
"The library is built on His back and rooted in the extension of His will. Therefore, many members of the Gate Empire believe that the Library of the Exiled is itself an outward manifestation of the body, divinity, and authority of knowledge of that great being."
"They say that place is located at the intersection of the metaphysical and the physical, the core of the tree of knowledge of all realms, the dividing line between 'yes' and 'no,' and one of the underlying nodes upon which many realities depend."
"Of course, there is another view that the library is far from reaching its true end. It is still growing, still expanding, and still constantly absorbing new pathways, new fragments of the world, and new knowledge structures to complete itself."
"Regardless of which version is true, one thing is certain—"
"It is ancient enough to overlook the birth and death of most civilizations; it is also vast enough that it would be difficult for any ruler of a single world to truly comprehend its boundaries."
"And the Gate Empire is one of the most active and effective followers."
"They may not have complete control over the library, but they are certainly among the people who know it best."
"Back then, I made a deal with them."
At this point, Nikel paused for a moment.
"The ancient Gate Empire noticed that the gateways to the Library of the Exiled frequently refreshed on a special planet called Terra, a planet that attracted the attention of many supreme deities. Furthermore, the Gate Empire discovered a wealth of Library knowledge on this planet, including Dragoon technology."
"The Neforu Dynasty, one of the nine great dynasties, possessed this knowledge. They discovered that this small planet possessed dragon rider technology at the same level as their own. A planetary civilization had actually created a Hierophant Engine..."
"Therefore, the Gate Empire became extremely interested in Terra, and they discovered that the planet was wrapped in a strange crystalline membrane, the composition of which even the Gate Empire could not decipher."
"At the same time, the frequency of anomalies on this planet is far too high, and the types and manifestations of these anomalies are astonishing even to the Men Empire."
"For example, a bizarre and extremely strange tree combined with the strange financial anomalies of that planet could actually draw together to form a huge ether world."
"In order to find out about Terra, the Gate Empire began to cautiously extend its tentacles, sending a small number of overlords to these ethereal worlds for investigation and exploration, and I was one of those overlords."
"But we were just too unlucky. We had only been in this special etheric world for a short time when we discovered that... the womb of the Great Old Ones from the Immortal Stars had inexplicably appeared in the etheric world we were exploring, and that it was in a semi-awakened state, and of all things, it saw us."
"He directly split off an avatar at the level of a Dharma Emperor and launched an attack on us. A large portion of the first batch of Overlord troops responsible for exploration were killed or maimed, while I managed to escape to Abarus by sheer luck... Afterwards, I found that I could not contact the Gate Empire, and I was also temporarily unable to escape this place."
"Later, I thought, since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it."
“Since I’m already here, I should naturally do something. So, I began to transform and rule the world of Abalus.”
"It was at this time that I discovered the offspring of the Great Old Ones' womb and Mortalius..."
The more Nickell talked, the more aggrieved he felt; he felt incredibly unlucky.
He and his main force traveled to the myriad worlds to conduct a background investigation on Terra, following the instructions of the Gate Empire.
Unexpectedly, upon arriving at the edge of the myriad realms, they encountered a star with a terrible temper upon waking up.
The main force was slapped to death by this star.
He managed to trick the mentally challenged Star Lord avatar by using his super-necromantic magic, forcing him to flee to a plane corrupted by this Lord and eke out a living.
Later, he worked diligently and cautiously to unify the corrupt world, and then unexpectedly discovered the treasure-like offspring of the Great Old Ones and Mortalius.
I thought my luck had turned around, but before I could be happy for long, I met another living father.
This living father was even more unreasonable; the moment they met, he immediately swung his sword at him.
grass!!!!
How come I always run into powerful figures I can't afford to mess with?!
The Gate Empire and such are no better than some cosmic country bumpkins here.
These stinking outsiders came to Terra, and Lord Qunxing slapped them across the face, shattering their Dao hearts—literally shattering them. Several overlords were driven mad by Lord Qunxing.
The local Terran people, on the other hand, look down on these stinking outsiders even more...
If he could go home for dinner, Nikel would never want to come back to this godforsaken place again. Is this even a place for intelligent beings to stay?