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

He even felt that once he touched it, he would be instantly eroded by this force.

So soon, Xue's law had to ask his mother for help, and together they tried to strip away the corrosive energy on it.

Through the concerted efforts of the individual and the planet, the energy on it was quickly separated, and Xue also sensed that it indeed shared the same origin as the power of the Mimic King.

Is this the injured remains of the Mimic King?

Xue continued to think along these lines based on his own conjecture.

As for the extracted energy, Xue Luding looked at it and saw that it was like a ball of light that always emitted a faint and soft glow.

"Perhaps we can try placing this energy into that clone of the Mimic King," Earth Consciousness said, expressing its idea.

Xue Daolu patted his head. In fact, he had had a similar idea before, which was to put this lump of flesh directly into the clone of the Mimic King and see how it went, but after thinking about it, he thought it was a bit risky and decided against it.

However, he suddenly felt that he and his mother were somewhat in sync. At least their ways of thinking were similar. They both wanted to put the object in and see how it went. The main thing was that this power was too close to that of the Venerable King.

Soon enough, Xue Luding placed several seals on the rotten flesh, and that ball of light-like power was placed on the clone shell of the Mimic King by Xue Luding.

The sphere of light quickly merged into it, and Xue's Law and Earth's consciousness immediately tensed up and prepared themselves.

If something goes wrong, Mom will throw this thing into a parallel world and detonate it, while Xue's Law will summon a monster from nothingness.

Although the side effects of nothingness are significant, Xue's Law has not yet discovered anything with a mechanism stronger than nothingness. At least, apart from the Venerable King himself, any other power is completely suppressed in the face of nothingness.

Therefore, even though his power was enough to reach the level of an apostle after the complete ban on magic in the entire domain, nothingness was still his greatest weapon.

One minute later, ten minutes later...

The clone of the Mimic King remained motionless.

Just as Xue Luding was about to step forward to check, the clone of the Mimic King moved.

"I'm finally, finally back!!" came the voice of the Mimic King, his words filled with excitement.

Xue's Law begins to determine that OK is indeed the Mimic King himself, no problem!

"What's wrong? What happened?" Xue Dinglu immediately asked.

After a moment of silence, the Mimic King asked, "How long has it been since I lost contact?"

"A few hours, the interstellar column is about to explode," Xue Dinglu complained, while also letting out a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the Mimic King returned, otherwise things would have been much more chaotic.

If the Mimic King doesn't return, then he may have to face the Lord of the Mist alone.

"The problem is big, so I'll keep it short..."

"What's here now is just a wisp of my consciousness that I've forcibly retained. My true body has already entered the final step of ascending to godhood, but I've firmly held onto this final step, maintaining a strange balance with the void, which is why I haven't completely become a god like the Venerable King..."

"But that's about it. I can't use any power. If I break this balance even slightly, I'll be completely at the edge of the subspace and face to face with my father, the King."

"In the end, I forcibly mixed a wisp of my consciousness into the power of authority to attack the Lord of the Mist, intending to try to steal a chicken, but I didn't expect you to rescue me. However, the result is the same, and it's still in my plan."

Therefore, the Mimic King forcibly instilled the information he had heard and calculated into Xue's Law's mind.

Xue's Law: "..."

"The Lord of the Mist is still alive. I don't know what plans He's still plotting, but we must stop Him!" said the Mimic King. "Law Xue, it's all up to you!"

“I’ll go and inform the interstellar squadron,” Xue Dinglu said immediately.

“No! There are members of the Lord of the Mist in the Starfleet. If the Star Squadron finds out, I'm afraid there will be problems. You can unite with the Star Squadron, but only in your capacity, not mine. My consciousness doesn't have much time left; it will soon fall into slumber. But Xue Luzhi, I hereby appoint you as the honorary leader of the Starfleet, to unite all forces that can be united, and at the same time…”

"Kill the Lord of the Mist!"

Xue's Law: "..."

Dude, look at my basic gear, while the person opposite me is an ancient monster from 40 billion years ago, someone who has faced the ascension of the Supreme King, and who has actually created the "Order Supreme King," a new god who is about to advance.

I'm fighting the Lord of the Mist?

Chapter 468 The 10th Apostle Came to Seek Help

Xue's Law feels that the logic of the Mimicry King is very problematic; it seems that He has become somewhat...

extreme?

He could confirm that the one before him was indeed the Mimic King, but something had changed in the essence of the Mimic King. Xue's Law could clearly sense that it seemed to be the logic of thinking about problems, or something else entirely.

If it were the previous Mimic King, He would never have entrusted this matter to Himself. Instead, He would have created a group chat, explained the situation to everyone, and worked together to solve the problem.

Now, He is directly arranging things for Him with the idea that "this is the only way you can do it now."

Mimic King, you bastard!

Compared to before, where exactly did the Mimic King go wrong?

The only step is to become a god.

The Mimic King has become a god, and is currently only stuck on the final step of reaching the end of the warp. Once this step is completed, He will become a true god, no different from the real King.

This made Xue Dinglu feel as if becoming a god had turned the Mimic King into something else entirely.

However, he soon had no time for such things. The Mimic King spoke very quickly, as if he were making arrangements for his own funeral as soon as possible, constantly telling Xue Dinglu what to do next.

“Your power is indeed very weak after removing the void, but I will pave the way for you. The Lord of the Mist is already seriously injured. According to my calculations, He must be in a bad state right now. He is either hiding somewhere and silently licking his wounds, or…”

"He will exploit the population even more to produce the fruit of the divine tree for his own recovery! Time is running out, and so are we. Don't hesitate to eat the scraps of flesh from the Lord of the Mist. I will provide you with power from my very source."

"The power of the God of Order!" The Mimic King's words gave Xue Lude no chance to refute, and he spoke directly.

This, on the contrary, allowed Xue's Law to better understand His current state; it wasn't that the Mimic King had changed, but rather...

After becoming a god, the last trace of humanity and relationship that the Mimic King had established with the Starfleet seemed to have completely shattered. Now, He had become a machine composed purely of reason and goals...

The one we see now is less a mimicking sovereign and more like the God of Order that He speaks of!

Everything is for the sake of order. For the sake of order, even if a child he watched grow up disobeys him, even if he is his own relative or friend, the current Mimic King seems capable of killing him without hesitation.

Xue Dinglu understood instantly, but in fact, a strange emotion suddenly welled up in his heart, which seemed to be a kind of...sadness? Or some other complex emotion.

Because he seemed to realize that the Mimic King might die forever, and the one who survived would be the God of Order, no longer the Mimic King who treated the Starship Legion as his own children and the other Kings' creations as his own younger brothers and sisters.

Is this the price of becoming a god?

A strange sadness welled up in Xue Dinglu's heart, even though reason told him that now was not the time to be sentimental and that he should improve himself and solve the problem as soon as possible.

Perhaps, in the eyes of other family members, I once became just like the current Mimic King...

Thinking this, Xue Dinglu didn't hesitate and picked up the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Mist...

"So, you want me to eat this piece of meat directly?" Xue Dinglu didn't ask about side effects or anything like that, because at this moment, the Mimic King, or rather the God of Order, seemed to be only thinking about killing the Lord of Mist, and therefore not considering anything else.

Side effects are inevitable.

The Mimic King took the piece of meat from his hand, and in the next instant, the piece of meat gradually melted in his hand, turning into a viscous blood-like substance.

“Drink it, and you will gain the power of order. Although it is abrupt, I am truly sorry about this. If I had a choice, I would not have put you under such pressure.” After the Mimic King finished speaking, he stared intently at Xue Dinglu. “My consciousness is about to fall into a deep sleep.”

"How should I use it?" Xue Dinglu took the blood from his hand.

“Drink it all. It will gradually transform your body, granting you the power to fight the Lord of the Mist head-on, and at the same time bestowing upon you the authority of order.” The Mimic King said, seemingly seeing into the future, adding, “You will drink it if you don’t want to regret it in the future because you don’t have enough power.”

Then, as if it had completely crashed, it lay stiffly on the ground, motionless.

His consciousness entered a dormant state, and he didn't know when he would wake up again. At the same time, Xue Lude didn't know whether the last person he saw was the Mimic King or the Order God who had essentially become something else.

However, Xue Dinglu still looked at the strange bottle of blood in his hand.

This blood was made from the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Mist, and mixed with the power of the Mimic King. Now may be Xue Lude's last chance to choose: either drink this blood or wait for the Lord of the Mist to appear and force him to fight before making a choice.

To everyone's surprise, Mother Earth immediately sounded the alarm and hurriedly said, "Ah Xue, someone you know is coming to ask for help!"

"Who?" Xue Dinglu immediately looked puzzled.

Who else needs help? The Starfleet wouldn't be able to reach me for help. As for the masquerade, well, no one would dare to be crazy enough to attack the masquerade, even though my fellow sufferers seem like crazy people who only know how to have fun all day and keep saying "Smailo Smailo".

But if you really provoke them, they can all transform into human-shaped cosmic voids when they take off their masks. They are born with the power of nothingness, and if this power were to self-destruct, even the Lord of the Mist might be overturned.

"Artemis, the moon goddess, has asked you for help because her world is under invasion," Mother Earth said, then paused, but continued, "She said the invaders are... the Apostles!"

"Crack!" Xue Luding's neck cracked violently, and he looked at Mother Earth in disbelief.

The apostles...aren't they all dead? Only myself, the 10th apostle, and the 11th apostle remain...

Xue also learned about the 10th Apostle's information. Her real name was Chaos, and she could be considered Athena's "daughter." She herself was the administrator of that "Eden."

The 11th Apostle is a war fanatic who believes in power, but according to Xue's Law, he is not the type to actively invade others.

However, if it were an invasion by an apostle, the only one Xue's Law could think of was the 11th apostle.

However, even if Chaos's authority is not in terms of power, he should not be weaker than the 11th Apostle, right?

Xue's Law completely disregarded the other apostles, because the other apostles were either killed by Xue's Law or had already been imprisoned in the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse by the Mimic King, and were probably still struggling under the dual torment of the Mimic King and the Void.

It is also possible that they have been completely assimilated by the mimicry of the sovereign or by nothingness.

"Let's go!" Xue Dinglu didn't say much, but looked at the blood of the Lord of the Mist in his hand.

"You don't want to regret it later because you don't have enough power, do you?"

The last words of the Mimic King echoed in his mind again. It seemed that He had foreseen the current situation and thus spoke those words directly.

Looking at the blood in his hand, Xue Dinglu finally stopped hesitating, took the blood, and drank it all in one gulp.

There was no sensation, not even the smell of blood; it was as if scalding lava had entered my throat, and then all the muscles in my body began to twitch and twitch.

However, Xue Dinglu was no longer able to savor this change, and instead said directly, "Let's go!"

……

Meanwhile, in another region of shallow subspace, a place undiscovered by anyone, lies the location of the Lord of the Mist.

"Damn it, I need to breed more, more!"

"The power of the divine tree, power, quickly devour more humans!"

"I want to possess you! I want to possess you!"

Twisted and bizarre words echoed here, and at this moment, the Lord of the Mist looked at the six faces on his body. He understood that the six people he had nurtured in the Mist Council were all dead.

Even though they were one of the creations of the gods He had made, and one He believed was most likely to become a god, after so many years He gradually realized that He wanted them to become gods and thus be imprisoned at the end of the warp, but that was not what they thought. They wanted to obtain the power of gods, but did not want to stay at the end of the warp and be accompanied by nothingness forever.

This is also because the Starfleet discovered part of the truth about the end of the warp, which led these people to have inappropriate thoughts.