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

Why do you ignore this monster and instead try to kill yourself?!

The Seventh Apostle's heart erupted with hysterical roars and screams.

Run! Run!

He had to escape to the depths of the warp, a place no one could ever set foot in, where he could finally escape and flee the monster's pursuit.

No, He no longer wants this subspace, not even the Death Cruiser or the Nightmare City or the eerie town He built!

Escape, escape to a place where no one can find you.

"Damn monster! Even if I can't use any spells, I can still crush you with my planetary-level power!" the Seventh Apostle roared, and then his pupils seemed to tear open into huge cracks.

In that instant, countless bizarre things created by Him appeared.

There are butchers with pig heads, monsters wielding chainsaws, female ghosts floating like evil spirits, and giant trees covered in skulls...

These are all “monsters” He created, employees who help Him harvest fear and collect corpses and souls.

Then, in the next instant, amidst the Seventh Apostle's overwhelming aura, he took actions completely contrary to his words. He immediately turned and fled, ignoring the strange things he had summoned, and ran without looking back. His enormous eyeball stirred up a tsunami-like storm in this subspace.

This is His escape route!

He had to survive no matter what, whether it meant giving up his own subspace or the strange things he had created. As long as he could survive this event, he could simply stop acting and directly control other civilizations in the universe to bring about a global phenomenon.

This way, a large amount of fear can be harvested at once, and the divine tree can be replenished with energy.

The reason I didn't do this before was because I didn't want to attract the pursuit of the interstellar squadron, but now you're forcing me to do it!

As long as we can get out of this place! As long as we can get rid of this merged monster!

However, those "weirdos" that He had summoned to try to stop Xue's Law seemed to be frozen in time the moment they entered the anti-magic domain. They couldn't even stop Xue's Law in his beast form for a second.

The next moment, the lion-like beast-like monster charged out, like a gust of wind, twisting and ferocious.

"Damn it, don't come near me!" the Seventh Apostle roared. The next moment, He realized that the monsters He had created with His Authority of Fear alone could not stop Him.

So the Seventh Apostle came up with another idea: to throw out humans! Living humans!

You Starfleet and the Mimic King pride yourselves on justice, don't you? Well, I'll threaten you with human lives! You must choose between saving others and hunting yourself down!

He acted on his thought immediately, throwing out any living humans. The first one he threw out was the self-deceiving veteran, the fishman with three rows of teeth!

To the fishman's disbelief, the Seventh Apostle hurled it straight at Beast-Clad Xue Lude, the resulting gust of wind tearing its body apart in an instant, turning it into a distorted, rag doll-like figure.

"Don't come near me! I control hundreds of thousands of humans! If you come any closer, I'll kill them all!" The Seventh Apostle uttered his most ferocious yet cowardly words.

Just now, out of fear, He lost control of His strength and killed the human directly, which only further enraged the enemy on the other side.

But it doesn't matter. I can control more humans, living humans. As long as these humans' lives are still in my hands, the other side will definitely be hesitant to act rashly and won't dare to directly hunt me down... right?

However, He was wrong. The combined monster, which resembled a lion, did not stop for the slightest, but instead charged forward with even greater rage!

His unwavering resolve towards the enemy and his determination to kill Him would not allow him to hesitate or waver in the slightest.

The seventh apostle was utterly horrified.

He instantly released even more humans, throwing those under his control into the subspace as if they were free, exposing their bodies to this subspace devoid of time, space, air, and protection, turning them into a rain of blood and flesh.

"Mimetic King!" A repeated voice came from Xue Luding's body in his beast armor.

"Leave it to me!" The Mimic King did not hesitate. At this moment, Xue Lude had the power to be fearless of any apostle. He had already completed multiple fusions and was the perfect product of absorbing Hassan's power and fusing the power he obtained from the fragment of the King on Earth with the power of the Mimic King.

Whether it's the absolute magic-suppressing domain, the void monsters that can move freely even within it, or even the immortal authority he buried deep within his soul to escape the void's pursuit, all of these can bring great surprises to any apostle.

Therefore, all I need to do now is provide the power; the rest can be left to this junior!

All I need to do is protect those humans.

This was completely beyond the Seventh Apostle's expectations. He had thought that as long as he threw those people out, he could at least delay Xue's pursuit, and even make him hesitate to act, and have to stop to save those people.

But things took an unexpected turn once again. Xue's pursuit did not stop at all. He completely ignored the humans who were desperately pleading for help, ignored the humans who were exposed in the subspace and were now unable to live or die. He only wanted to chase after himself!

"You hypocritical monster! How could you stand by and watch someone die like this!" The Seventh Apostle roared even more hysterically.

He threw out even more humans all at once.

The humans transformed into countless raindrops, scattering across this subspace. The moment they left the Seventh Apostle, they seemed to enter a death countdown.

"Whoosh!" An elbow strike, as if tearing through space, erupted onto His body in an instant. In the domain of absolute magic suppression, the Seventh Apostle was unable to mobilize even the slightest defensive means, and the center of the giant eyeball suffered a terrifying impact.

Lion's Fang!

The violent elbow strike caused the giant eye's blood vessels to rupture, and a column of blood gushed out like an erupting volcano.

He didn't even glance at the humans he had thrown out; this hypocritical monster had come after him directly!

"Because I know that if I don't kill you, many more lives will be threatened by you. I will not compromise on anything because of your coercion! And today is the last day you can live in this world!" Beast Armor Xue's goal was crystal clear: the Seventh Apostle!

As long as He is alive, many more people will suffer. Therefore, Xue's Law will not compromise on anything. If we hesitate and linger here because of the lives of these people, it will only cause more people to die.

Therefore, Xue's Law is definitely not that kind of sentimental person! For those who will suffer His wrath in the future, the apostle must die!

As for those humans who have been thrown out by the Seventh Apostle, Xue Law only needs to save as many as possible by the Mimic King. If he can't save them, he won't regret it. He will hold the Seventh Apostle responsible and then give Him an even more intense attack!

"This is the power of the beast! The Lion's Fang!" The raging crimson attack ignored all obstacles and struck the Seventh Apostle once again, rupturing his blood vessels and causing his enormous eyeballs to erupt like volcanic fountains.

"Escape... I need to escape from here, escape to the depths of the subspace..." The Seventh Apostle dragged the giant eye as it desperately fled.

close, close...

As long as we can leave this place, as long as we can reach the depths of the subspace...

He once again almost spat out all of humanity as a barrier to protect himself from pursuit. Finally, he escaped from there. Once he entered the subspace, he was like a bird soaring into the sky or a fish entering the sea.

hum!

Tearing open the final barrier, the Seventh Apostle was horrified to see a large sphere of light radiating from its body waiting for it outside. Only then did it realize that its entire warp was under the control of this large sphere of light.

“The Mimic King…the real one!” The Seventh Apostle looked at the figure in horror one last time.

"It's me, brother! I've come to kill you!"

This was the last sound He heard.

……

On the other side, the fragments of the Mimic King used all their strength to save the humans spat out by the Seventh Apostle.

Many of them were already dead when they came out, because the Seventh Apostle completely disregarded their lives and threw them out as if they were tools.

Their lives were merely bargaining chips that the Seventh Apostle believed he could use to threaten Xue's Law and the Mimic King.

He entrusted Xue Dinglu with the task of chasing the Seventh Apostle to the real body of the Mimic King, while he himself would try his best to save as many people as possible.

As for those who couldn't be saved, the Mimic King could only apologize.

Soon, He saved a large number of people who were still alive, but He didn't even glance at those who were beyond saving.

"Alan!" someone roared hysterically. The Mimic King recognized him as one of the veterans from the previous mission, the vice-captain.

His partner seems to be dead, but this has nothing to do with the Mimic King. He only saves the living; the dead are not within his scope of rescue.

He quickly rescued all the survivors and brought them under his protection.

These people are still in shock from their good fortune in surviving the ordeal.

But just then, a voice suddenly came: "Why! Why did you arrive so late when you clearly had the ability to save everyone! Why didn't you come sooner!"

His words were hysterical, overflowing with grief, indignation, and resentment. Only then did all the survivors present realize that they were the minority; most of their companions, whether friends, wives, or relatives, had probably all died there.

A sense of desolation instantly overwhelmed them.

This vice-captain witnessed firsthand the tragic deaths of all his comrades here.

"If you had come sooner, Alan and the others wouldn't have died! You killed them, whether you're a hypocritical god or a monster who didn't care about our lives!"

The hysterical words came again, even affecting those around them.

The Mimic King fell silent, then said only: "You inherently evil apostles and their retinues, daring to disguise yourselves as humans! Are you trying to delay my rescue efforts? I'll kill you all myself!"

Chapter 460 Faced with the trolley problem, the Mimicry King's choice is to solve the problem setter's problem.

The mimicking king is doing everything he can to save people.

In fact, this was the solution He found after communicating with Xue's Law. Both sides could control the full power of the Beast of the End at the same time. However, for the Mimic King, the power of the Beast of the End was completely useless and he didn't care about it.

Therefore, the power of the Beast of the End was handed over to Xue Lude, while the Mimic King himself was to act as a contingency planner to see if the opposing apostle would suddenly do something unexpected.

Sure enough, this apostle left the two speechless. It was the first time they had ever met someone who would stab them in the back and then ask if the other side was afraid. So, the Mimic King took the opportunity to claim the responsibility of saving the person himself and let Xue Law continue to pursue the Seventh Apostle.

At the same time, the true form of the Mimic King had already begun blocking the entrance. In fact, no matter how the Seventh Apostle tried to escape, he could not escape the grasp of the Mimic King. When the Mimic King had control of this entire subspace, the outcome was already decided.

Therefore, the primary task at this time is to save lives.

The Seventh Apostle was like a mad dog, throwing the hundreds of thousands of people under his control here like trash.

This place is located at the boundary between subspace and the real universe, a region detached from the concept of "world". There is no air, no air pressure, no gravity, and it is at an extremely low temperature.

Even when the Seventh Apostle spat these people out, he showed no mercy, spitting them out like sunflower seed shells.

This resulted in the deaths of the vast majority of people, like dumplings being dropped into a pot. This was something even the Mimic King could not stop, since these people might have died from low pressure, suffocation, or the immense force of the Seventh Apostle when they were first spat out.

Therefore, all the Mimic King can do is try his best to save those lucky ones who didn't die.

After all, this was no simple matter for him. His current clone was at most equivalent to the fifth level of a non-Apostle. If it hadn't completed the "Pseudo-Genesis" with Xue Lude and merged into the Beast of the End, it wouldn't have even faced the Seventh Apostle head-on before its main body arrived.

That way, we can save as many as we can.

Although seeing so many people die before his eyes would cause the Mimic King anger and sorrow, he would not be consumed by self-pity or become sentimental, nor would he take the blame for the deaths of those he could not save.

After all, He has destroyed more than one planet.

Back in the Starfleet, someone, out of sheer boredom, came up with a "salvation dilemma." The gist of it was that two planets were simultaneously experiencing apocalyptic catastrophes, but the Starfleet members could only save one. If they chose to save planet A, all the people on planet B would die.

However, planet B has ten times the population of planet A. The interstellar fleet does not have the coordinates of planet B but has the coordinates of planet A. And planet A sends a distress signal to the interstellar fleet. In this situation, which planet should be saved?

Is it Planet B with a larger population, or Planet A with existing coordinates?

At the time, this issue sparked countless discussions within the Starfleet. Some argued that they should save Planet B, which had a larger population, because of its greater numbers. Others suggested saving Planet A, whose coordinates were already known, because its coordinates were established there.

The two sides argued fiercely, and the Starfleet almost split into two factions because of this stupid question. One faction believed that saving the majority and sacrificing the minority was the right choice, while the other faction believed that those who could be saved should be saved first.

This issue then reached the realm of the Mimicry King, who was asked to provide the most correct answer.

After a moment of silence, the Mimic King said, "This question can be used as part of the exam, but I refuse to answer this idiot's pointless question."