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Han Xiao deactivated the remote projection, his vision returning to his physical form. He shook his head and smiled slightly.
I just had a conversation with the leaders of the Three Universal Civilizations. Judging from their reactions, they don't seem to believe my changed statement and are more inclined to believe that the Sanctuary Revival can only happen once.
However, at this point, Han Xiao no longer cared whether the Three Universal Civilizations believed him or not. The reasons he once proclaimed that the Sanctuary Revival once were threefold: first, to make it easier to control the Sanctum Revived, reduce their ambitions, and lower the possibility of the Sanctum being exposed; second, to deal with the Three Universal Civilizations that were targeting the Super A Tier at the time, keeping a trump card hidden so that the Three Universal Civilizations would feel that they could still hold their lives in their hands; and third, to buy time for the Oathkeeper to collect a new set of Sanctuary Key.
Now, both sides are in the same boat. The World Tree Civilization is the main conflict, and the Three Universal Civilizations cannot do without his help. Under the current circumstances, no matter what fear the Three Universal Civilizations may have of the Super A Tier, they still need to rely on his combat power. Han Xiao doesn't mind showing his hand, but unfortunately, they don't believe him for the time being.
"In monopolistic businesses, your word carries weight."
Han Xiao chuckled, put away his communicator, turned around and went back to his cabin, ready to use his traditional skills to have some fun with these newly acquainted Revived.
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The alloy hatch slid open automatically, Han Xiao walked into the hall, looking around.
Inside the room, the various Beyond Grade A individuals spontaneously formed several small groups. Their direct descendants sat in one group, while the neutral Beyond Grade A individuals sat together according to their generation. Occasionally, there were a few loners sitting alone in a corner, clearly distinguishing themselves from one another. Those who wanted to gather information or enjoyed making friends mingled among the groups. Since everyone was at the same level, they had many common topics, and the atmosphere was quite lively.
As soon as Han Xiao entered, he noticed that the Revived from various groups were frequently looking at him, their eyes filled with curiosity and astonishment.
At this moment, Nifogadi walked over, looked Han Xiao up and down, and said bluntly, "So you're the strongest mechanic of this generation. Once I've recovered, we can exchange ideas."
Han Xiao raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Alright, you're welcome anytime."
He roughly understood why these Revived were looking at him like that. Most likely, while he was having a remote conversation with the leaders of the Three Universal Civilizations, these Revived had inquired about his life from other Beyond Grade A individuals and were amazed by his achievements.
Nifogadi's proposal for a duel was certainly not just about exchanging feelings; he most likely wanted to reclaim the position of chief god of the Mechanic Faith.
Han Xiao knew a little about Nifogadi's thoughts. If he had remained dead, it wouldn't have been bad to leave his legacy to his descendants. But now that he had risen from the dead, he planned to take back the "legacy" and didn't want others to continue occupying the foundation he had built, since it originally belonged to them.
After scanning the room, Han Xiao estimated that more than one person shared this sentiment. He had long anticipated that reviving a group of senior Beyond Grade A would create such a conflict of interest with the current generation of Beyond Grade A.
'Hey, now I'm back to being the Old Manison, the one being challenged.'
Han Xiao smiled inwardly.
Igor Vanaz wasn't going to let him show his full strength, so Nifogadi still had the confidence to spar. However, Nilfgaard was currently a blank slate without any equipment, so now wasn't the time for a spar.
Nifogadi nodded, exchanged a few polite words, and then walked to the side and sat back down among the First Ones group.
At this moment, someone from the neutral Beyond Grade A group spoke up, Han Xiao said loudly:
"By the way, you said you're the current head of the Beyond Grade A Association, is your association still hiring?"
Han Xiao looked in the direction of the voice and nodded and smiled at the speaker.
"Of course, our association always welcomes new members. If you don't want to fight alone, joining the association is the best choice. It's a coalition of interests among the contemporary Super A Tier. We've always been happy to help newcomers build their own power, but since it's wartime now, we're temporarily not taking any action in this regard..."
As he spoke, Han Xiao turned to look at Hilbert and the others, and smiled:
"Furthermore, we also welcome former direct descendants who are unwilling to serve the Three Universal Civilizations. If you feel uncomfortable staying with the Three Universal Civilizations, the Association is also an option."
"Hey!" Oulu shouted in dissatisfaction.
Trying to poach our employees right in front of us? Aren't you incredibly arrogant?
This feeling is like watching an honest guy watch his girlfriend being asked for his WeChat by a strong, scumbag passing by.
"It's best to avoid such jokes." Clottey's expression was blank, his aura cold. As Pillar of the Nation, he could not remain indifferent to Han Xiao's poaching of his man.
Rive, who was standing to the side, stared intently at Clottey and exclaimed with delight, "Little Clotte, you've really developed a great presence these past few years, carrying the team on your own!"
Clottey's serious and tense expression immediately crumbled, and he lost his composure. He was really not used to putting on airs in front of these seniors.
Not far away, Kasuyi's ears twitched. He almost thought he was being called. Suddenly, some unpleasant memories came to mind, and he glared resentfully at Han Xiao's the Sight of Father's Back.
Hilbert didn't give a direct answer, shaking his head. "Thank you for the invitation, but let's talk about it later."
He simply didn't want to continue risking his life, which didn't mean he didn't want the retirement benefits of the Three Universal Civilizations —after all, it was a contribution earned with his life.
Han Xiao smiled, not minding at all. He moved between the various groups, briefly communicating and getting to know them better.
After chatting for a while, the spaceship finally arrived at the location of the High-Dimensional Apocalypse Teleporter, entered the circular area, activated the device, and with a flash of light, was quickly teleported to the main base of the interception circle.
The Three Universal Civilizations had already made preparations to welcome the numerous Revived to their temporary residences, and to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, most of the Beyond Grade A individuals accompanied them along the way.
Han Xiao did not follow, but went to the Netherland with Hila.
On the way to their temporary accommodation, the group chatted casually.
At the back of the group, Manison and Nifogadi walked side by side, remaining silent.
After a while, Nifogadi finally spoke slowly.
"You are the leader of the Machine Race in this generation?"
"Hmm," Manison responded indifferently.
"Not bad, I never expected that such a remarkable person would emerge from my descendants." Nifogadi nodded in satisfaction.
Manison remained unmoved, ignoring everything, and offered no reply.
Nifogadi was not only the first Divine Throne Mechanic in history and the founder of the Mechanic Faith, but also the ancestor of the Machine Race.
For his own reasons, Manison had no interest in acknowledging an ancestor. His interactions with Nifogadi were limited; Nifogadi had already died before he became Beyond Grade A. Moreover, after advancing to Beyond Grade A, his race underwent a transformation, becoming a new species. Genetically speaking, the two were no longer the same being.
After a moment of reflection, Nifogadi raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the Manison Dominion's avatar, asking, "How are the Machine Race doing now?"
"You'll find out when you get back. Anyway, I'm doing alright." Manison was too lazy to report to him.
"That's good." Nifogadi nodded and instructed, "After a while, please announce my return to the entire Machine Race, tell them that our ancestor has returned."
Having said that, Nifogadi quickened his pace and left Manison's side.
Manison watched his the Sight of Father's Back, then raised his hand and brushed the shoulder that Nifogadi had patted, as if sweeping away dust.
'If this were in the past, given my old personality, I would definitely have found a way to kill you...'
Manison scoffed inwardly.
Although Nifogadi did not explicitly indicate his intention to reclaim the leader of the Machine Race, the fact that the tribe had gained an ancestor meant that power would inevitably be diluted.
The Machine Race was his important stronghold, and he didn't want anyone to interfere with his interests, not even his ancestors.
Just because they're senior and have a high rank, they think they can take a slice of the pie?
Dream on!
You think you can trample on my head? You think you're Black Star?!
However, Manison has become much more restrained now. Although he is unwilling to concede any benefits, he also has no intention of doing anything to Nifogadi. At worst, he can send him to create a new Machine Race.
In any case, after so many years of reproduction, the old Machine Race was already his for the taking. The name of his ancestors alone could not easily shake his leadership foundation.
On the other side, Milizaus was also with the ancestors of the Astral Spirit Dragon, but the atmosphere was completely different, very warm and lively.
"Old man, are you serious? You really have a way to compress my size while maintaining my full combat power?!" Milizaus exclaimed in surprise.
"Hey, this is my unique secret technique, only those with my bloodline can use it. But, after you became Beyond Grade A, my bloodline has actually weakened, sublimating into a new species. That won't do! Later, I'll release a few hundred tons of dragon blood. You take it back and use magic to refine it, integrating it into your body to increase the concentration of your bloodline. Next time you come, let me give you a thorough check-up, and I'll adjust this secret technique for you, tailoring it to your individual needs."
A small blue dragon, no more than ten meters long, was lying on Milizaus's massive body. It was graceful, with crystal-clear blue scales that shone brightly, and golden Dragon Horn were as hard as jade and shaped like a crown. Thick whiskers grew on both sides of its head.
"Dragon Mage" Marsebo Ditmilit was originally a blue dragon with a mutated bloodline. After advancing to Beyond Grade A, his genes were sublimated, giving him amazing magical talent. He created countless dragon language spells, and the Astral Spirit Dragon was just one of the bloodline branches he left behind.
Many of the dragon language spells that Milizaus uses today are the legacy of Marsebo. Putting aside their practical combat abilities, Milizaus is certainly inferior in terms of magical research and development.
Mages and mechanics consume resources differently. Milizaus doesn't care much about who rules the tribe. Upon meeting his learned ancestor, he approached him to exchange experiences. Both dragons are known for their bold and cheerful personalities, so they chatted quite pleasantly. Marsebo didn't hold back, offering to solve Milizaus's biggest headache: his size.
In fact, there are quite a few spells that can shrink a person's size, but different races have different body structures, and the required spell models are also different. This is the applicability of spells that magic theory emphasizes. As for Milizaus's special Beyond Grade A powerful dragon body, although some rare shrinking spells are applicable, they will reduce his combat power by a certain proportion, just like the shrinking bone technique, which restricts his movements. Therefore, he is usually at his peak when he releases his full body.
However, the secret technique Marsebo mentioned does not have such negative effects. On the contrary, it can increase body density, strengthen defense and many resistances, and increase combat power instead of decreasing it. It is a dragon language magic that can only be used under specific conditions.
Milizaus was overjoyed and kept pestering Marsebo for more information. Marsebo was very generous and said, "We're like family. If you want to learn, I'll teach you. After all, I'm your ancestor." The scene was one of grandfatherly love and filial piety.
Once he learned this secret technique, he would no longer be a sitting duck and his combat power would increase significantly. Milizaus felt a surge of excitement at the thought of this future.
Finally, I can escape the fate of being a meat shield!
Such a promising career should be left to that jerk Black Star!
It was worth recognizing this ancestor!
The Netherland Dimension.
Han Xiao and Hila teleported over to check on Igor Vanaz's condition.
Igor Vanaz had transformed into a Heroic Spirit, filled with shock and rage, and was surrounded by the Eight Brothers of the Netherland.
Upon seeing Han Xiao arrive, Igor Vanaz's eyes bulged, and he roared, "You actually killed me, you..."
"Shut up. If it weren't for me, you'd still be a dead man, not even worthy of being killed. You went too far; this is your punishment."
Han Xiao interrupted him, his face expressionless.
Hila turned to the Eight Brothers of the Netherland and asked, "Have you helped him understand his situation?"
"I and _Tu_Shu have already told him about the situation in the Netherland, but he doesn't seem to have accepted reality yet."
Sorokin shrugged.
Upon hearing this, Igor Vanaz abruptly turned his head, glared at Hila, and said resolutely:
"Don't even think about making me your slave! I will never be at your beck and call!"
"Oh." Hila remained indifferent and unmoved.
Han Xiao crossed his arms and casually said, "It's better to live a wretched life than to die a good death. You should think this through. Although you're under someone else's control, in a sense, you're practically immortal."
"Give me liberty or give me death!"
Igor Vanaz stood tall and proud, his spirit unyielding.
Han Xiao clapped his hands twice, then turned to Hila, "Put him in solitary confinement. Release him when you change your mind."
"Alright, I can manipulate the Heroic Spirit's sense of time, making each day feel like an eternity."
Without hesitation, Hila used her Netherland authority to imprison Igor Vanaz before he could even speak.
Seeing this, the Eight Brothers of the Netherland all clicked their tongues in unison, expressing their deep sympathy.
All of a Heroic Spirit's senses are controlled by the Netherland Controller, who can simulate all sorts of experiences. Offending this powerful being will definitely lead to dire consequences.
"From now on, the Netherland will have nine Heroic Spirit King. They are all Peak Beyond Grade A heroes, only slightly weaker Sorokin. We have gained another great general."
Han Xiao nodded. He had no doubt that Igor Vanaz would eventually give in and accept his fate, because he had no other choice.
If this guy were really that tough, he wouldn't have begged for mercy when I beat him up.
If Igor Vanaz had behaved himself, he would have been placed under house arrest for a while at most. But because he was so reckless, Han Xiao had no qualms about keeping him locked up in the Netherland. But when he does something outrageous, he has to bear the consequences.
You chose it yourself, hero!
Meanwhile, Sorokin, watching this scene, was in a good mood.
Finally, a new person has arrived, so he's no longer the youngest...
Happy!
At the same time, the World Tree territory.
Roots emerged from space, constantly producing troops and sending out batches of freshly formed fleets, transforming the virtual into the real.
Heart Tree King sat on his throne, gazing at this scene, and casually asked:
What is the current troop strength situation?
"Aside from some advanced combat forces still in the process of regeneration, the warships and soldiers lost in the last battle have been largely replenished by the Mother Tree. In recent days, some troops have been regrouped, and 230 billion warships have already been deployed to the Secondary Dimension World, searching for the enemy civilization's territory within the Secondary Dimension..."
The executive officer standing nearby reported on the current situation.
"Hmm." The Heart Tree King nodded calmly.
With its offensive routes from the main universe blocked, the World Tree began to prepare for two possibilities, planning to invade through Secondary Dimension via another route.
However, the World Tree has not given up its plan to launch a strong attack on the interception zone. It has been gathering a larger force, while also having the vanguard forces deplete the military strength of the Three Universal Civilizations and pushing the jump point forward.
"The enemy is currently locked in a stalemate with our long-range joint operations, hindering our expansion and bringing it to a near standstill. This strategy is proving highly effective. It's estimated that the jump point will remain in this area until our next major offensive, and won't be pushed further away by the enemy," another World Tree executive said.
"Good."
Heart Tree King praised him, then paused and asked:
"Have you figured out the reason for the intelligence leak? How exactly did they learn about our strategic deployment?"
"Yes, we've made some progress; it seems to be related to someone with precognitive abilities."
An executive produced a report and explained:
"According to statistics, 93.4% of the exposed tactical deployments share a common characteristic: they were all predicted by future-sensers. We have reason to suspect that strategic deployments were leaked to the enemy through this behavior. As for what methods the enemy used, we do not know for the time being. We have currently stopped all prediction operations and are thoroughly investigating the details of the abilities, awakening status, origins, and backgrounds of all future-sensers to find the cause..."
The World Tree could not remain indifferent after its tactical deployments were discovered by the Three Universal Civilizations, and naturally it noticed the anomaly.
Although they didn't know the abilities of the Child of Destiny, the World Tree Civilization still found the cause of the intelligence leak through data analysis. Even if it didn't solve the root cause, it could at least treat the symptoms.
The Heart Tree King patted the armrest and slowly said:
"It's good that we've found the reason, but don't shut down their intelligence channels. These channels can come in handy when needed, and might even catch them off guard."