The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Xue Lu looked at Su Su, who was limping, and then thought of the "thud" sound just now. He suddenly felt that this silly girl might have been preparing to jump out of the window, but accidentally tripped on the windowsill and fell off the building while flailing her arms and legs.

In fact, since she is now at the level of a materialized soul, she would not have broken any bones. At most, her soul would feel a little pain to teach her a lesson.

Similarly, the Blood Curse of Xue's Law, a treatment that acts on the physical body, was completely useless.

Without saying a word, Su Su seemed to recover from the pain as quickly as it came, soon limping over to the corpse, her eyes filled with confusion.

"It does feel like there's a demon in there, but no, it doesn't feel like it..."

"Yes, yes, this must be the person the demon killed. After all, I'm all too familiar with this smell..."

"Wait, something's not right! Something's not right. How come it doesn't seem to be related to demons anymore? Demons wouldn't just kill someone outright. Even if it's to make an example of someone to instill fear in others, this is such a waste..."

"Yes, yes, but that's the devil's method."

"No...something seems off..."

"Wait, is this right?"

After analyzing the situation, Su Su suddenly froze on the spot, staring at the apostle. Her mind seemed to be filled with only "Is that right? Yes, yes... No, no..." Her left and right hemispheres began to fight each other, and she almost completely crashed.

Xue's Law: "..."

Mimicry King: "..."

Forget it, I can't bear to watch. She's a little girl who died at the age of 6, and then dropped out of school to become a witch. She only knows how to deal with evil spirits and demons. There's no need to rely on her brain. At least the delinquent girl and the landmine girl dropped out of vocational school. She's practically at the level of a kindergarten dropout.

Even the child's silliness made the Mimic King lose interest in her identity as Margaret's vessel. After all, she was at most just an avatar of world consciousness, her only special feature being her deep connection with the race called "Demons," which allowed him to provide them with some intelligence.

However, from her reaction, Xue Lude and Mimic King also got the answer they wanted, which was that this thing should indeed have some connection with the former demon, but the connection was not very close.

So, the Mimic King began to mobilize computing power to calculate, and at the same time, Xue's Law had a flash of inspiration.

Turning their heads, their eyes met, and the Mimic King said directly: "The origin of demons is the artificial god created by the previous civilization on the planet called 'Hell' in imitation of the corresponding apostle. It was only after the artificial god completely lost control that it turned into a demon."

“Yes, if we’re talking about something that’s related to both demons and apostles, it’s the apostle who once invaded Hell. After all, that apostle was probably the model for a man-made god. But we don’t know who invaded Hell... There are no valid records in Hell,” Xue Dinglu said.

“No, you haven’t thought of any more points. You’re only thinking from the records of Hell, so naturally you can’t think of anything. But if you work backward from the Mist Council to find out who invaded Hell, you can quickly draw a conclusion,” said the Mimic King.

Xue Lude thought for a moment, but there was still no information about the abilities and authority of Number Two, Number Three, and Number Five in the Mist Council. So Xue Lude was thinking for the time being.

As the apostles who serve as the blueprint for demons, what exactly are they...?

Although Xue Law did not know the details of the three apostles and the Lord of the Mist, if he had to choose from the existing apostles, he immediately locked onto one.

"The Seventh Apostle!" Xue Dinglu and Mimic King said simultaneously.

“That’s right, you’ve finally found the blind spot. The Seventh Apostle’s authority is strange. It’s not some evil god we saw at the edge of the warp, but rather the extremely narrow concept of ‘fear’,” said the Mimic King.

“Yes, the concept of fear is too narrow. It belongs to the category of emotions, and emotions belong to other concepts as well. In fact, this concept and authority are just a sideline among the Apostles. Perhaps there are corresponding evil gods at the end of the warp, but they are too weak. We treat them as just a sideline,” Xue added.

"Then why is this apostle at the front just such a weak concept? Is it possible that He didn't choose this concept, but because of His own personal reasons, He could only choose this concept, or that He is the concept itself?" the Mimic King reasoned.

The two began to reason with each other in their souls, as if performing a duet.

"Therefore, there is only one truth: the prototype apostle that the demons were modeled after is the Seventh Apostle! This apostle, whose power comes from fear, is why this corpse has a demonic aura and is filled with fear and torment!"

If it weren't for the fact that the Mimic King doesn't currently have a physical form, Xue's Law would really like to give him a high five; it's been far too long since he's seen someone whose reasoning logic is very similar to his own.

The last time I saw him was when he was a great sage.

As for the Mimicry King, it just feels like the thought process of Xue's Law has finally been guided here.

At the same time, the Mimic King became even more curious. Where was this Earth consciousness's fishing spot in the subspace? How could it still manage to catch so many good things? Could it be that the fishing spot really was right at the entrance of the Mist Council?

Chapter 445 The Seventh Apostle of the Hope Death Game

Xue Lude and Mimic King stripped the remaining information off the corpse. To be honest, apart from finding information that might be related to the Seventh Apostle, the other information was completely meaningless.

He could even discover that the other world was a technologically advanced world. The application of magic in the world should be very shallow, but the technology was at least at the level of pre-World War I, which could be seen from some special "magical products" in his possession.

Mimic King explained directly: "A special magical pocket watch used to measure time and remind its owner."

"And this, this magical artifact should be able to make remote calls with specific individuals, but it should be limited to point-to-point calls and not be able to make precise, random communications."

There wasn't much information left.

The corpse belonged to an indigenous civilization that existed roughly before World War I. He was able to use magic in a rudimentary way, but only to the point of being able to keep his mind slightly clear. He had also suffered inhuman torture before his death. According to the analysis of the Mimic King, he was still alive when all his organs were removed.

To be honest, the scene was a bit terrifying, but Xue Law probably understood what the world would be like under the rule of the Seventh Apostle.

An apostle born of fear, the world he inhabits is probably just like the world controlled by demons. Xue Lude was not surprised, after all, the prototypes of the demons in Su Su's hometown were the Seventh Apostle, which gave him a glimpse into the situation.

Even though there are differences, the underlying logic is the same. The Seventh Apostle will try his best to instill fear in everyone and ensure that as few people as possible die. At the same time, he will also have a certain excuse to let the Divine Tree have some fun from time to time to ensure the smooth development of the Divine Tree.

Perhaps it was because He was too focused on exploiting fear that He had fewer fruits from the Divine Tree, which is why His strength was surpassed by the Eighth Apostle.

Xue's Law also roughly explained his reasoning to the Mimic King, and gave a detailed account of the situation of the people living under the demons' command at that time.

“I see, an apostle who imprisons and tortures humans… Should I say this guy is unambitious, or is he twisted?” Even the Mimic King couldn’t help but complain.

After all, He was very familiar with the nature of the apostles, so He felt something was strange when He discovered that the seventh apostle was somewhat weak.

To put it another way, if the twelfth apostle's raw strength is 1, which is equivalent to a standard apostle who wields authority, then Xue's current strength is roughly 0.8. The eighth apostle's combat strength is around 20, the ninth apostle's is around 6, and the sixth apostle's is around 50...

However, the Seventh Apostle's combat strength is only around 10.

Although this level of combat power is still an insurmountable barrier for Xue's Law of 0.8 combat power—meaning it would be easily defeated in a direct confrontation—it is far inferior to the Sixth Apostle who preceded it...

Furthermore, the Sixth Apostle's strength wasn't in his physical form, but in his swarm of insects. Even so, the Seventh Apostle was still so much stronger than the previous one, and also half the strength of the one following him.

I have to say, this thing is really cool and funny.

But this is good news for Xue's Law and the Mimicry King Fragment.

"Your Majesty, would you dare to join me in assassinating the Seventh Apostle?" Xue Dinglu said in a sinister tone.

"Of course! I can't hold back anymore!" If the Mimic King had a human face, he would probably be even more unable to suppress the corners of his mouth than AK.

Although his purpose in creating this fragment was merely to protect Xue's laws, now that he had the chance to touch the apostle's tail, he naturally wouldn't give it up.

At the same time, He also planted an eye here. The Mimic King was also very curious about the subspace fishing spot of Earth's consciousness. Why could the consciousness of this remote planet actually catch so many good things?

The subspace is a mixed bag, containing all sorts of things. Finding anything of value there is even more difficult than finding a king crab or sea urchin while beachcombing.

However, this can be discussed later. The Mimic King even considered whether he should pay a price to make a fair and square deal with this planet to obtain this subspace location so that he could explore it himself later.

But we'll talk about that when we get back.

While contemplating the matter of the subspace, He was also calculating the coordinates on the corpse in His mind.

There's another strange piece of information about this corpse: it has several different coordinates on its body.

For the Mimic King, the essence of coordinates is the information left behind after the exchange of matter within the body of the organism in that world. By using the information of these microscopic particles, the location of the microscopic particle in the universe can be deduced.

Generally speaking, an organism typically replaces all the microscopic particles in its body every 10 years or so.

After exchanging substances with the outside world through breathing, drinking water, eating, and so on, other substances in the world will eventually gradually become part of your body.

Therefore, normal people usually only have one coordinate on their bodies, while only those who travel around will have multiple different coordinates on their bodies.

This corpse was just like that, with a total of 7 coordinates on its body. This made the Mimic King think a little and pick out the most needed coordinates.

The first is the coordinates of his wound, which are very likely related to the creature that tortured and killed him.

Five already very faint coordinates, plus the coordinates of the final blow, which permeated most of the matter in his body.

"That should be the coordinates that occupy most of the matter, right?" Xue deduced.

“That’s what I think too,” said the Mimic King, beginning to try to interpret the information from the other end of the coordinates.

"Your Excellency, do you have the ability to completely conceal my identity? At the very least, don't let the Seventh Apostle sense me as soon as I teleport there," Xue Dinglu said cautiously. "I know you are the strongest, but since your true form isn't here right now, we should at least avoid getting into a direct confrontation with the Seventh Apostle from the very beginning."

Continuing with the previous analysis of combat power, if the Seventh Apostle's combat power is 10, then the current pseudo-King fragment's direct combat power is likely only around 3. This is already very strong. In the entire universe, as long as it doesn't provoke the Apostles, it's at the level where it can go anywhere with impunity.

Even the apostles' retinues, unless they numbered at the legion level, could not be overwhelmed.

Furthermore, the Mimic King fragment has a pure stat of 3, and with its mechanics, it is estimated to be able to exert 5 times the power of the 12th Apostle.

Xue's rule is simply a matter of habitual caution and a bit of respect for this apostle who is so high up in the sequence.

"So you've been using the Mind Flayer's possession technique all along to hide yourself from the other Apostles? Indeed, using the Mind Flayer's possession technique is the simplest and also the most covert method." The Mimic King quickly understood many of Xue Lude's previous actions.

He was about to say that it was unnecessary to do so, but he quickly calmed down and began to think about it seriously.

This time, I only managed to catch the tail of the Seventh Apostle, which can be considered as cleaning up the scraps. But I can't be careless. After all, my main body is still tracking the Lord of the Mist. I must not fail. In a head-on battle, this fragment of mine may not be able to defeat the Apostle, or rather, it is highly unlikely that I will be able to defeat him.

After all, this part is only less than one-thousandth of the original body's strength.

Therefore, the Mimic King also agreed to the plan, even though it was the first time He had felt frustrated because He was not strong enough.

"Go ahead and I'll figure out the rest. The Seventh Apostle won't be able to find out your true identity," said the Mimic King. "Even when you used the Mind Flayer's possession, your strength was hard to recover at first, right? There was a period when you were very weak, right? But now I can let your true body go directly there, and the concealment effect is no different from the Mind Flayer's possession."

Xue's Law finally realized that this old Deng was actually quite reliable.

So, teleportation initiated!

……

It was cold and shivering, as if I were standing on a moving object.

"You're awake. You're the most outstanding newcomer." A sudden voice rang out.

Xue Dinglu opened his eyes and then revealed a very strange expression.

What's going on? Why does this feel so familiar?

Xue Dinglu immediately looked around. They seemed to be on a cruise ship, and the salty sea breeze and the slight rocking of the ship showed that the cruise ship was moving forward on the sea.

He looked around and indeed found himself in a cabin, with the distant sea visible through the glass.

However, the sea was pitch black, and both the ocean and the layers of black fog made the cruise ship feel as insecure as a small boat.

He glanced at the others, who were all standing in the cabin—five men and three women—looking at him with expressions ranging from numbness, pity, worry, to schadenfreude.

Xue's Law: "?"

“I’ll explain when the others wake up, so as not to waste my breath explaining multiple times. But newbie, you’re in luck. Welcome to the ‘Death Cruise’!” The man smiled, revealing a mouthful of sharp, three-layered teeth.

It's clear that although he looks like a human, he obviously has features of an alien race.

“Good heavens, this isn’t the real universe, but... subspace?” the Mimic King exclaimed immediately.

Are we somewhere in the warp now?

“Yes, or more accurately, the gap between the subspace and the real space. Sure enough, every apostle has his own unique skill. I’ll make a note of it here, and I’ll be able to arrange a meeting with the Starfleet in a moment,” said the Mimic King.