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The Fireseed instantly escaped the giant hand's attack range and sped away.

The starship carrying Expedition 13 finally unleashed its truly unparalleled speed and agility. Under the twisted giant hand, it flew almost close to the ground and drifted nimbly, completely escaping the attack in microseconds.

“I...Shan…” Xue Dinglu understood everything at this moment. This was not the real Fireseed Starship, but Ishan’s last treasure, “Walking Against the Light”.

It is a collective Noble Phantasm born from the great achievements of the 13th Expedition.

It is also a treasure that can never be returned!

At this moment, humanity tells Xue the Law that he wants to cry, but he has lost that ability. He has completely lost all emotions such as pain, sadness, anger, or joy.

Looking at everyone on the Fireseed in Expedition 13 at this moment: Ishan, Domini, Karl, Bone Dragon, Necromancer, Catfish, Strange Eye, Ghost, Avril, Minotaur, Locke, Wangyan, Mantis...

And among all the people, there was that kind old lady named Fuge…

This time, everyone was here, smiling, facing Xue Lude. This was a journey of no return, this was Ishan's last treasure. Once they boarded the Fireseed, they would be completely swallowed by nothingness.

Just like their previous fate, they were swallowed up by the vast void of the universe.

This is how one obtains the Noble Phantasm of the Conceptual Movement type, which allows one to reach any area—Walking Against the Light.

This is a one-time-only Noble Phantasm that allows one to move forward without any obstacles.

"Why...why..." Xue Luding's voice was very hoarse. He looked at the group of martyrs who were smiling at him. Just like before, they stepped into the Fire Seed and into the area affected by the cosmic void, never to return.

“Xue’s Law, we can’t turn back now. Please keep moving forward.” Domini smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

“We’re all dead now. In this era, there’s nothing that old folks like us care about anymore,” Avril said with a smile.

“Yes, Xue Dinglu, didn’t you promise your daughter that you would come home for dinner today?” Yishan smiled and took Fuge’s hand. The father and daughter gave each other farewell smiles and said to Xue Dinglu, “Don’t let the tragedy that happened to us be repeated in your life.”

Xue Dinglu froze, staring at the figure in front of him, and murmured, "Go home..."

“Yes, go home. Your family is waiting for you at home.” Catfish patted Xue Dinglu on the shoulder. “People who are still alive are more important than us old folks who have died.”

"Whoosh!" The Fireseed was like a shooting star flying against the light, crashing and scrambling along the subspace barrier.

Any enemy blocking the way of the Fireseed became a speed bump. Whether it was the twisted monsters born from the Creation Soup or the tentacles of the Lord of Mist attempting to attack, they were all useless under this conceptual Noble Phantasm.

The undead creatures that were born were all smashed into bloody foam by the Fireseed, and the giant hand with a human face that came at them was easily dodged.

The Fireseed streaked across the battlefield like a final, dazzling meteor, hurtling straight toward the God of Creation!

At this moment, there will be no more obstacles on the road leading to the windmill!

"Click." The catapult cabin inside the Fireseed was ready, and Xue Luding was pushed inside by the crowd.

This was the ejection mechanism that Ishan used when she was finally ejected to the planet "Mist Council," but now, Ishan is watching him from the outside, while Xue Lude has walked into it.

As the hatch closed, the Lord of the Mist was within reach, and the ejection countdown began on the Fireseed.

At this moment, whether it was the Fireseed, the 13 members of Expedition 13, or Granny Fug, their figures were gradually becoming blurred, and specks of stardust drifted from their bodies.

Their memories, their existence, and all traces they left in the universe will be extracted and devoured by the phantom of the Great Void. It is an annihilation more thorough than death, completely erased from all timelines.

"Gentlemen, get ready!" Domini suddenly roared.

The next moment, everyone paid homage to Xue's Law, a gesture that belonged only to their era 40 billion years ago.

"To the deceased, we salute those who went to their deaths!"

"Boom!" The ejection device launched Xue Lude straight out, and the terrifying kinetic energy was transformed into the final, unstoppable charge of this treasure, as well as the last message of the Fire Seed.

"I am unable to return; please continue onward."

The ejection bay vanished instantly, and Xue Luding burst forth with the most dazzling white light. The spear tip in his hand, formed from the essence of order, seemed to ignite, transforming into a final meteor and raging fire as it charged toward the God of Creation.

"Die!" Xue Dinglu roared hysterically.

……

Earth, in Xuejiaqiao Village.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the tranquil village, while the shopping mall across the street became bustling with activity and noise.

Occasionally, a few barks of dogs can be heard in the village, along with the aroma of food from farmhouses.

In Xue Luding's home, the eight-immortal table was laden with all sorts of dishes. Beside the table, a small mongrel curled up obediently at Xiaolongniang's feet. "Grandma, why hasn't Daddy come back yet?" Xiaolongniang asked, her voice tinged with a hint of coquetry.

"Ah Xue is probably still busy. It's not evening yet, is it? Let's wait a little longer." Looking at the slightly cooled food, Auntie just sighed and prepared to light the fire again to reheat the dishes.

As the sun sets, the last rays of its rays illuminate the village, casting golden specks of light.

……

How great is the difference between humans and gods?
Before this, Xue Lude probably felt that the gap between himself and the creator god was about the same as the gap between himself and Zeus.

So if he was able to kill Zeus when he first gained control of the spirit particles, then now that he has the most luxurious configuration in the entire universe, and even the power of multiple authorities, dealing with the creator god should not be more difficult than when he faced Zeus.

However, he now realizes that everything was wrong.

When the concept of God takes you seriously, the difference is enough to make anyone despair.

The deadly thrust of the Divine Essence of Order was blocked!

No matter how he advanced, the distance between him and the God of Creation remained constant. Space was in an infinite self-circulation. He took one step forward, but actually took two steps back. He threw out the divine essence with all his might, and the divine essence would return in mid-air.

Despite being less than 1 millimeter away from the God of Creation in actual distance, with the tip of the spear of the Divine Essence of Order almost touching the God of Creation, this final distance was an insurmountable chasm, a reality that Xue's Law could never reach.

"Damn it! I miscalculated. This final distance isn't due to the power of the God of Creation, but rather to the Lord of the Mist's own deepest obsession!"

"This is the final Noble Phantasm born from the Lord of the Mist, born from the obsession that Fug could never reach the end of the warp, and then used by the God of Creation!"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why is the calculation so off? Why is He only one step away from the true God of concepts in such a short time!"

Because at this moment, they saw that the Creator God was no longer the Lord of the Mist, but a conceptual god who possessed his own consciousness and wisdom, and who would learn to utilize all the power of the Lord of the Mist, and who was only a hair's breadth away from the true god!
At this point, the God of Creation was already at the same level as the God of Order.

"Crack!" The branch that encased the spear of the Divine Essence of Order broke. However, the reality that the Divine Essence of Order could never reach was the moment Xue Lude came into contact with the Creator God. The surging branches pierced through Xue Lude completely, as if these branches had grown naturally on Xue Lude's body.

Even Xue's body was actively merging with the Creator God.

Yes, because Xue is currently using the power of the Lord of the Mist. Every cell in his body is fused with the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Mist; they are originally from the same source.

The concept of the God of Creation can reclaim the creative power from others as easily as breathing.

It turns out, the difference between humans and gods is even greater than the difference between humans and dogs...

His body was like melted chocolate, completely connected to the creator god.

Xue Ludao smiled, clinging tightly to the essence of order.

……

Time seemed to stand still; at this moment, only Xue's Law and the God of Order remained here.

"I'm sorry, Xue Dinglu, I'm sorry..." came the voice of the God of Order, but it no longer mattered.

This plan was doomed to fail from the start, because the God of Order never treated the Lord of the Mist as a true god; at most, he only considered him a "false god" and devised this plan to kill the god.

When all the preconditions are wrong, the failure of the plan is to be expected.

Just as Xue Law thought he was a super minion charging into the tower, and that he would win as long as he got within the tower's range, the Lord of the Mist was not a defensive tower, but the fountain. Therefore, even if Xue Law charged into the fountain, this plan could not continue.

It's unclear whether this is the God of Order or the former Mimicry King, but He is holding Xue's Law tightly.

He had already prepared for the subspace barrier to shatter, and was ready to immediately evacuate with Xue's Law, and use the power of order to cover the boundary between subspace and the real universe with a barrier.

He didn't know if his obstruction could stop the evil god, nor did he know how many of the starship members who came to the Warp, all the worlds connected to the Warp, and all the civilizations that depended on the Warp would be left after making this choice...

However, there was nothing they could do; all they could do was cut their losses, not win.

"Have we failed?" Xue Dinglu murmured.

"Yes, we failed, but I will take you away..." the God of Order said, slowly stretching out his arms and embracing Xue Dinglu tightly.

"The sacrifices have been enough..." Xue Dinglu murmured. "Mimetic King, the sacrifices we've made so far have been enough... How many more sacrifices will it take before we can resolve this..."

The God of Order fell silent. They had already sacrificed so much, whoever it was—the Starfleet, Xue's Law, or even the forefathers of Expedition 13…

If we quit like this, all the sacrifices we made will have been in vain.

They could do nothing, they accomplished nothing... (End of Chapter)