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Regardless of the state of existential doubt that the Mimic King is currently in.

He always believed that the Starfleet under his leadership and the existing observable cosmic order were the most successful, and this was also his goal. He had always wanted to surpass the true King, so that when others mentioned the King, they thought of Him, not the old Bitden who was now a god of evil in the warp.

Therefore, He has been desperately trying to make the universe better. This is not only the goal that the Starfleet wants to achieve, but also His goal.

He even wanted to eliminate any fertile ground for evil and chaos in the universe, and to bring order and peace to the entire universe.

Therefore, after the Starfleet provided him with power and awakened him, he began to think about how to surpass the former King.

It might sound a bit distasteful, but the Mimic King is actually quite glad that the universe is in chaos right now. It's only in chaos that he can achieve even greater feats than the former King. Although he knows this mindset is wrong, he can't help but feel fortunate.

Universal catastrophe, the arrival of apostles, the devouring of the divine tree, rampant insect swarms, the resurrection of the dead...

This made Him feel that His abilities had finally found a purpose, and that in this chaotic era He was sure He could accomplish even greater feats than before.

So He developed it with all His might, spreading the Starfleet across star systems and nurturing all the children who still had passion, making them planetary surveyors for the Starfleet.

During this time, He developed and expanded the interstellar fleet, and in order to maintain the peace of the universe, He also lost countless children He had watched grow up.

But it doesn't matter. He has an extremely high level of exploration of the Warp. Before any dead child is transformed into the purest spiritual particles in the Warp, He will try his best to bring them back to His inner universe.

That place is the sanctuary of the Starfleet, and the final resting place He gave to all His children.

Therefore, after several eras of development, He felt that the Starship Legion had now taken on the basic form of His ideal. In His ideal, everyone in the Starship Legion was a child of extremely high moral character, who would dedicate their lives to the peace of the universe.
At that time, he will be able to become a vast network covering the entire observable universe, connecting everyone, and then establish a special cosmic security force so that everyone will no longer have to worry about survival. In this way, his achievements should surpass those of the Venerable King, right?
This is His goal, and although He is far from achieving it yet, He is constantly striving towards it.

He also believed that his technology and abilities were the strongest in the entire universe. Although some special civilizations might have a higher level of technology in certain aspects, he only needed to know the direction to analyze it clearly in an instant.

Even He doesn't know the limits of His computing power.

But now, in the same application and development of subspace, he seems to have been completely defeated, defeated by the apostles whom he had always looked down upon.

If it weren't for the assistance of his old friend Hassan, who enabled him to learn about the end of the warp, he would have been utterly defeated in the exploration of the warp.

The Mimic King then made up his mind that after this, he must not let the Apostles surpass him in subspace technology; otherwise, the Starfleet would surely perish because of its arrogance.

……

Unbeknownst to Xue, the simulated King fragment, now completely integrated with his soul, was thinking all this.

He entered the Mist Council once again, temporarily forgetting the Mimic King, and wholeheartedly embracing the identity of an apostle, becoming the 13th apostle, A-Guang.

"Number 13, what power do you currently wield?" Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear.

Xue Dinglu looked up and asked the question; it was the First Apostle who was asking him.

The black mist figure, resembling a king, stood beside the Lord of Mist, its terrifying pressure seemingly about to erupt.

Previously, Xue Lude could not sense the source of authority within him at all, but now, Xue Lude could even faintly feel His authority...

That is the same primordial authority as the evil god in the subspace, which grows and intertwines with the earth like tree roots.

It is life...

Thanks to Hassan's exploration of the end of the warp, he was able to learn about the abilities of many of the Apostles through the evil gods there, and this information was invaluable to him.

Perhaps the divine tree originated from that root-like evil god, and what it entwined tightly might have been the Venerable King... or perhaps some other evil god.

Now that the first entity is asking Xue's Law, he knows he might be a suspect. However, he had only told Number 10 that he was the Apostle of Nothingness. But now, it seems that Number 10 did not leak his information.
As Xue Luding thought this, he glanced at Number 10, who was just slightly bowing her head, seemingly intimidated by the imposing aura.

"Immortality, I have mastered the power of immortality," Xue Dinglu said tentatively.

The next instant, the power originating from immortality erupted within him. Even though this immortal authority was very weak in Xue Luding, so weak that it seemed as if he had just grasped it, the power brought by that immortal evil god instantly offset the pressure of the First Apostle.

They are equal in rank, differing only in quantity.

"Immortal? Then return to your place." The First Apostle withdrew his oppressive aura and then let Xue Luding return to his rightful position.

The same questions were asked to the next two candidates, No. 7 and No. 11, and Xue's Law thus learned about the source of their power.

Number 11's authority is "Power," or it can be directly called "Powder," which is the purest authority for combat.

Number 7 has a weak authority; although its sequence is higher than Number 8's, its power is even weaker, and its name is "Fear".

The fact that neither of these two authorities could find a corresponding evil god in the warp suggests that these two authorities are not as powerful as imagined, so they either did not encounter the evil gods in the warp, or they encountered them but simply ignored them.

Therefore, it seems that after all the apostles had arrived, the Lord of the Mist said directly: "Let's have some free time for this meeting. After the meeting, the top six apostles can stay."

Same as last time.

Perhaps because of the deaths of several apostles, the other apostles no longer have the same atmosphere of speaking freely as before.

Therefore, Xue's Law no longer even huddled together with No. 10 for warmth, but instead turned to the Mimic King, whose soul was merged with his own.

"How's it going? Have you located the position? I'm feeling a lot of pressure. I killed all those missing apostles. Now I feel like everyone is suspecting me?"

"Don't worry, it'll be soon, it'll be soon... I'll find the location here soon..." The words transmitted back by the Mimic King had no credibility whatsoever; instead, He looked as if He was drenched in sweat.

"No way, I can't trust you at all, can I..." Xue Dinglu complained.

“I have found the corresponding subspace region, but it is located deep within the subspace. There are no landmarks or light here. Even for me, even if I don’t get lost, finding the Mist Council here is as difficult as finding a trident in the deep sea with no visibility.”

"Give me a little more time..."

The Mimic King seemed genuinely drenched in sweat, and at the same time, he was extremely frustrated. Who exactly was this Lord of the Mist? Why did all of His techniques ultimately feel like they were targeting him? And how did He manage to master so many bizarre technologies?

Even as He surveyed all the apostles present, though He couldn't reveal Himself before His true form found the coordinates, He discovered that these apostles were simply a multitude of immortals. If He didn't know that this was the Council of the Mist, the Mimic King would have felt as if he had once again arrived at the edge of the warp and encountered those warp evil gods.

“The apostles seem like incarnations of evil gods from the Warp…” said the Mimic King.

"Perhaps the answer lies in the riddle itself: the apostles...they themselves were a group of 'disciples'!"

Xue's Law even started spouting nonsense.

Although he didn't know how his cultural reference would be translated into the language module, Xue Law did indeed guess that each of these apostles corresponded to a warp god.

The First Apostle corresponds to the entwined tree roots.

The fourth apostle corresponds to the ever-changing jellyfish.

The Sixth Apostle corresponds to those split swarms of insects.

The Eighth Apostle corresponds to an immortal monster.

The Ninth Apostle should correspond to that giant mouth that keeps devouring.

This is the information he knows for the time being. He doesn't know what kind of authority the other apostles at the forefront possess, so he can't make corresponding arrangements. As for the 7th, 10th, and 11th apostles, he can't find their corresponding arrangements for the time being either.

But there is a King at the end of the subspace, so who is corresponding to the King?
me?

Based on this corresponding method, Xue's law felt an extremely strong sense of familiarity, which was the ritual categorized as "ritual".

The principle of ritual is to achieve a specific result through reflection and correspondence.

Just as any double-structured tower could be destroyed on September 11th, all it takes is a convertible, a president, and an assassin to easily kill a former president; all it takes is a former prime minister, a speech, and a homemade double-barreled gun to kill him; Zeus only needs to collect the Seven-Day Oath to become the consciousness of Earth…

If a similar environment is achieved, resulting in the exact same desired outcome, this is called a "ritual".

So, is the Lord of the Mist performing some kind of massive ritual?
Even in this ceremony, the 13 apostles were merely sacrifices.

A multitude of ideas flashed through Xue Lude's mind in an instant, but all of this required the Mimicry King to find this place before he could turn against him and find a way to take down all the existing apostles in one fell swoop.

However, after more than an hour, the Lord of the Mist said directly: "The energy tide has subsided, this meeting is adjourned."

Xue Law: “???”

Mimic King, I'm waiting for you at the Mist Council. Where are you?
Mimic King: "I don't know!"

He was still trying to unravel the concealment set up by the Lord of the Mist, as if trying to retrieve that trident from the deep sea of ​​the Warp.

But even now, after the meeting has ended, he's still trying to make money...

Xue Lude woke up in the Starship Corps' private room and looked at the Mimic King with a blank expression.

“I’ve really been searching hard, but believe me, there’s something wrong with that Lord of the Mist. He seems to know me extremely well, and also knows the Warp very well. He knows where my location is the hardest to find. This is very strange!”

Xue Dinglu fell silent. He slowly said, "Is it possible that the Lord of the Mist planted a mole in the Starfleet, and that the mole was of a very high rank and knew your information?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even the captains don't know anything about me. I am the leader of the Star Squadron!" the Mimic King replied directly.

Xue almost blurted out, "You'll regret this," but he held back.

“Unless they are members of the interstellar brigade that created me, but they are all living in my sanctuary in retirement, they could never be apostle spies, because I can know and do everything within my body,” the Mimic King continued.

“You wouldn’t understand even if I explained. There are many problems involved. But the good news is that I’ve located the location. During the next meeting, I can launch a surprise attack there directly in my true form.” The Mimic King finally revealed some good news.

"Don't crash," Xue Dinglu warned.

"Don't worry, I am the strongest." The Mimic King said directly, "Even the illusory body can escape. As long as we are in the real universe, the Apostles combined are not enough to defeat me."

Xue Law: "..."

He suddenly felt that this mimicking king was like an old general on a theatrical stage, with flags planted all around him.

In the end, all that could be said was a few words of advice, and Xue's Law stopped dwelling on the matter.

"By the way, the fragment that has merged into your soul, let it stay with you for now. You can borrow its power under any circumstances, and I will do my best to protect you, at least until you have successfully digested Hassan's legacy and are able to fully take over the masquerade." The voice of the Mimic King rang out.

Xue Lude was momentarily stunned. The Mimic King merged part of himself with the Mimic King, like a personal old man...

Although he disliked the Mimic King's actions just now, if the Mimic King were really by his side as his personal assistant, Xue Lude would instantly dare to PK with the First Apostle, Huang Cheng.

Even if it's just a small fragment of the Mimic King, it's still top-tier power among Apostles.

but……

"Why?" Xue asked rhetorically.

There's no need for the Mimic King to be so considerate of himself. Before this, it was all reasonable to grant him authority under the pretext of taking care of the Great Sage's disciple.

But this time, the fragments really baffled Xue Dinglu.

"This was entrusted to me by Hassan. He helped explore the warp, and I'm responsible for taking care of the masquerade, especially you. Until you can stand on your own, I will give you my maximum support without affecting my main body." (End of Chapter)