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As the sun sets, everything is over.

All the apostles, except for Chaos, who was stripped of his apostle status, died.

The Lord of the Mist has been observed to be completely dead.

The Starfleet suffered the following casualties: 3 squad leaders, 18 vice-leaders, 4856 combat personnel, 8973 logistics personnel, and 1 leader.

The subspace barrier was observed to be intact. Ultimately, the Lord of the Mist failed to destroy the subspace barrier, nor was any trace of the evil god discovered.

From now on, there will be no more apostles in the universe, no more apostle calamities. They have achieved final victory, despite paying a heavy price and making great sacrifices.

From this day forward, future generations will no longer need to look up to the gods.

From this moment on, a new era began, historically known as the Age of Order.

……

Earth, at Xue's Law Home.

It was late at night, and the little girls had already fallen asleep on the dining table.

They waited for their family to return. The sumptuous dishes on the table had gone cold, untouched by their chopsticks, simply because their loved one had promised to come back today.

"dad……"

He was muttering softly, as if he were having a nightmare.

The aunt simply sighed and waited anxiously.

Yes, there's nothing they can do but wait.

Waiting for Xue's Law, then going home.

……

The world has entered a new era. From this day forward, there will be no more apostle calamities, and no more rampages by the divine tree.

The power of order seemed to extend throughout the entire universe, as if it were another sublimation, or the beginning of a new era.

The remnants of the former apostles suffered unimaginable retribution, completely stunned by the heavy blows. Now they can only hide like rats in a gutter, desperately praying to God in their hearts for redemption.

However, forgiving them is God's business; all the Starfleet has to do is send these remnants to meet their gods.

Meanwhile, the King of the Starfleet returned, the Mimic King, but now he was very silent, like a rusty spring. In that hell, he had lost everything, lost the most important person to him until now.

"I need to find Ah Xue..."

"No matter the cost, no matter the action, no matter the sacrifice, all costs are for the sake of success. For him, I must do this..."

"Xue Dinglu, wait for me, wait for me to take you home..."

Meanwhile, whispers seemed to be heard in various places.

"Dad, wait for me to come home..."

"Xue Dinglu, I will take you home..."

"Ah Xue, can you let me find you...?"

"My lord, I will find you..."

The soft murmurs seemed like a cycle of reincarnation.

……

Deep within the subspace, in a region where no one could survive, an extremely distorted mask appeared. It seemed to have been formed from the crack between the deepest obsession and the most nihilistic joke; it was a clown-like mask.

From any angle, it looks like an impeccable smiling face, as if it's smiling all the time.

"Aha! Let me see how this story ends..." "Buhou! It's a terrible ending!"

"How could there be such a terrible story? They clearly gave it their all, but this is the ending! A complete disaster! A total disaster! There's no joy or fun at all!"

"It's boring, I want to see a river of blood!"

"Damn it, Hakishige! Why are you so eager to die? I can't stop you no matter what I do! I don't want to see this! I don't want to see this frog! I want to see Hakishige Muzan, Muzan! Guh, yeah!"

"But Xue Lude is already dead. With the two gods obliterating even the Great Dao, his remnants will be torn apart and completely destroyed by the two gods. The Knight of the End can only go to the end in the end."

"No, no, no like this! Without Xue's Law being ultimately humiliated by Ji Tou Si, without Xue's Law being utterly miserable, without Xue's Law enduring ten thousand times the humiliation and pain, without the despair of having to think about the milk powder money for hundreds of children every day when he opens his eyes, this is too boring, and it's too badly ending!"

"I don't like tragedies, I want fun, I want comedy! The world should be full of laughter, the universe should be full of laughter. It is because there is life that there is laughter, otherwise this is a bad ending, and the tragedy of Ishan and the Lord of the Mist will continue to repeat itself like a cycle."

"This is so boring and unprofessional. Are they just going to reskin and copy the experiences of the new boss?"

"No, no! Start over! I want to start over!"

This bizarre, distorted mask seemed to be schizophrenic, constantly talking to itself, as if its left and right hemispheres were fighting each other.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to create a world full of fun, starting with 'The Great Reversal: The Resurrection of Xue's Law,' a grand serialization!"

"I'm going to retrieve the spiritual particles of Xue's Law from the unclaimed authority of creation and the ordered authority of order. Don't worry about whether I have this ability. I'll tell you, what I want to do, even the King can't stop me. I'm telling you."

"So you're going to resurrect like this? As a conceptual god, as long as you haven't been completely swallowed by nothingness, you should be able to resurrect anyone, right?"

"How could that be? That would be too boring. I'm going to hide the six roots of Xue's Law in every corner of the universe, and then use various methods to notify those who want to revive Xue's Law, making them the chosen ones and doing their best to collect the six roots of Xue's Law."

"In this journey of destiny, they may become enemies or friends, and after overcoming numerous hardships, they will finally collect the six roots of Hakishi!"

"And then Lao Xue won the revival match?"

"This is so boring. Let me tell you, you should do this: have the person who is most enthusiastic and most eager to resurrect Lao Xue shout this in front of the entire universe. I will broadcast this live to the whole world, in front of all living beings in the universe..."

"Resurrection, my love!"

"Ta-da! Lao Xuetangtang is back to life!"

"Wow, and then what? And then what?"

"Then, the ultimate insult, Hime-head four, Haki-shi's tragic fate, my 108 wives, the punishment that is ten thousand times more painful is you, I'm doomed, I'm surrounded by Hime-heads, it's not like this in the gada-gi-mu-li, my tragic Shura field, as the principal, I suffer humiliation every day... etc., a dignified serialization!"

"Then you really are a devil."

"I am over-flattered!"

"When does that start?"

"Now is the time! The Six Destined Ones Collection Competition officially begins! All eyes are on me, look at me, look at me..."

"The referee's judgment was absolutely fair and excellent. I will personally be the referee for this revival match!"

After the clamor of the smiling masks, on the barrier of subspace, the rough amulet flickered slightly, and the little grass swayed gently, as if it were a barely audible echo to all calls.

Perhaps a very, very long time from now, like Xue's Law after a long sleep, when he opens his eyes, he will see a group of girls shouting at his black and white photo in front of the entire universe:
"Resurrection! My love!"

At this point, for Xue's Law, this might be the true, ultimate insult.

Or perhaps, this is the ending that others would most like to see.

(End of the book)

(PS: The King's Reign arc was supposed to be the final chapter, and now it's finally finished. I finished it all in one go today, and I'm exhausted. I don't know if you guys are satisfied. Maybe it's not that great, but I've basically written what I wanted to write. If you're not satisfied, maybe I'm just too bad. This author is really the worst of the worst!)
I'll probably take a week off, then release the new book. During this week off, I might write a few side stories, or I might not. (A Schrödinger's side story, please understand.) (End of Chapter)