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

This wasn't the sadness of learning of his old friend's death; he had long been prepared for it, that Athena was already dead. After all, thousands of years had passed, and even the divine beings who came to Eden had experienced the decline of several generations.

Even the moon goddess looked old and frail, as if she couldn't be older and wouldn't live much longer. Athena, who was only a little younger than Zeus, was probably already dead.

But when he actually learned the details of his old friend's death, Xue Dinglu still felt an unprecedented sadness, a kind of unspeakable sadness that was stuck in his heart.

"So, being your daughter is truly tragic. You became a hero, you chose the coolest way to die, but I have to wait here for you for thousands of years, enduring countless years of torment..."

“You’re really selfish, Dad.” Chaos finally uttered this last word, which made Xue’s pupils shrink.

He looked at Chaos, but Chaos was also staring intently at him, her pupils seemingly focused on him, yet also as if looking through him at someone else.

She seemed to have completely transformed herself into Athena's substitute, because Athena completely replicated everything about her, from personality to temperament, and was almost identical to her.

So it's no wonder that Xue Dinglu felt a strange sense of familiarity when he saw her again.

That wasn't the familiar feeling he'd had in the Council of Mist, but a different kind of familiarity—it was that Chaos had always been imitating Athena's temperament, and that temperament and habit were clearly his own...

She was always imitating herself!

At the same time, Xue felt a sharp pain in her brain. She saw the attachment and dissatisfaction in Chaos's eyes, and Chaos's words kept echoing in her mind.

"Being your daughter must be so miserable..."

Xue Dinglu immediately thought of his two daughters at home. Whether it was the silly little dragon girl or the little tree girl who pretended to be a mature adult, would his two daughters have the same feelings?

If something really happens to them, will they end up like Chaos is now?

In an instant, countless complicated thoughts flooded his mind. Xue Luding felt his thoughts suddenly become a mess. He couldn't deceive himself that if he were to die, his family might suffer the same pain as Chaos was now.

The same sadness, the same helplessness and confusion.

Even after wiping away their tears, they might still feel a kind of "resentment" towards themselves.

Xue Dinglu fell silent. He didn't know how to face the current situation, whether it was Chaos, who was treating him as a substitute for Athena, or the possibility that his daughter might face the same fate in the future...

For a moment, he could only stand there, a particularly ugly smile on his face. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were filled with sadness.

He didn't know what to say. Should he offer some nonsensical words of comfort like, "Even if you've lost her, you still have me. I can be your father"? Or should he go up and hug her like a father and give her warmth?

Or perhaps, just watching?

Even though Athena experienced her own memories, she is still herself, and they are completely different people. No matter how similar their habits and personalities may be, they are still completely different individuals.

Even now, Xue Dinglu can clearly feel that he is completely different from himself a year ago after finishing the college entrance examination.

Even one's own thoughts have undergone such a dramatic change, let alone the many different people one later experienced?

Chaos seemed to have anticipated Xue's reaction. Instead of continuing to be sad, she laughed and continued telling the rest of the story.

“Athena seemed to have a lot of knowledge she wanted to teach me, but it all came to nothing. Having obtained this power, I took control of this divine tree, placing this tree, which had merged with that woman's memories, here, and letting it take root throughout the world…”

"It is merely a tool for collecting souls. In this Eden, it is the last pure land, and also the final operating logic of the entire world's mythology."

After hearing all the stories, Xue Dinglu suddenly understood why the world was still so... feudal.

Because Athena died young, she left before she could pass on all her knowledge to Chaos.

This "little girl" had no choice but to inherit her "mother's" strength and has come this far step by step without any guidance from anyone.

Suddenly, a petite body snuggled into Xue Dinglu's arms, as if greedily inhaling his scent.

"This is the last time, let me be willful just this once. I still want to feel that warmth, the warmth of family. This is also the last time I'll call you that, okay?"

"dad?"

Chapter 473 No War on the Eastern Front

The instinctive reaction to Xue's law is to push it away.

However, at this moment, he forcibly suppressed his reaction, and instead held his hands up limply, not knowing where to put them.

No matter how you look at it, it's a mess. Xue Dinglu didn't want to figure out how to solve the problem. In short, let it be. If she wants to use herself as a meal replacement, then let her use herself as a meal replacement.

When it came to this matter, Xue Dinglu could only think of his two daughters. If he were to die an accident like this, would they end up like Chaos?

Perhaps so. So, all Xue's Law can do is prevent himself from having any accidents, and no matter what, he must eventually go home.

……

Meanwhile, in another unknown region of the universe, lies the location of the Eleventh Apostle.

He sat on a simple stone throne, watching the hordes of orcs below him seemingly caught up in a frenzied battle, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This is His world, a world mired in endless war and slaughter.

Fighting and killing, using blood and lives as bargaining chips, can perhaps control the entire world!

This is His world!

Everyone had to follow their desires and become savages who could solve everything through killing. Corpses were strung together on stakes, as if the place had become a thicket of thorns made of flesh and blood.

"That's exhilarating! It's all about fighting and killing! In this universe, you can't survive without fighting!" On his throne, the orc king with a boar's head laughed heartily, downing a jug of strong liquor as he watched his planet descend into endless carnage.

This is why He was the strongest among the apostles of his generation. It was not only because His base racial stats were high, but also because of His policies. He was an apostle who revered martial prowess and slaughter, a murderer who drove away the Ninth Apostle as soon as he became an apostle.

He always believed that only through fighting could the world become a better place, and only then could the stronger live according to their own will.

Only through fierce battles can the victors enjoy everything.

The losers can only serve as nourishment for the divine tree; this is His world, and it is also the reason why they are so full of martial virtue.

Suddenly, however, it was as if a huge hole had been torn open in the sky. The 11th Apostle immediately stood up because he sensed a familiar presence—it was the Divine Tree!

However, when he first arrived, he discovered that countless swarms of insects and divine trees had taken root in his world and were beginning to plunder the corpses and souls he had collected through the Flesh and Blood Arena.

"How can we let you succeed!" He immediately tore off the animal skin from his body and began to fight the swarm of insects and the divine tree.

It was the same before; the Ninth Apostle colonized his own world, only to be killed and sent back by himself.

Now, He thought it would be the same.

However, the swarm of insects and the divine tree surrounded him in an instant. The corpses of the insects were everywhere, their flesh and blood almost covering the entire surface of the planet. However, several days later, the apostle's body had been split in two, as if it had been torn apart by some giant claw, cut in half at the waist...

His blood army was transformed the moment it came into contact with the swarm of insects, and without hesitation turned its weapons to attack the 11th Apostle, as if it were driven by personal grudges.

The corpse was left with only an expression of unresolved death, staring blankly at the sky.

The 11th Apostle was kicked to death like a roadside animal, and no one cared. Everything about him was transformed into the purest spiritual particles by the divine tree that followed, flowing into the body of the Lord of the Mist.

"Useless! After all these years, including the fruits He himself reaped, there are only two!"

On the body of the Lord of the Mist, the worm-like face kept cursing, while the other faces also belittled and insulted the Eleventh Apostle one after another. There were six faces in total, and each one emitted a voice that was distorted to the extreme.

The backlash of authority and the resentment of the other apostles created this scene, which resembled a painting of hell.

The Lord of the Mist did not speak, but instead used the power of these other apostles to further exploit their own followers, causing them to produce more fruit in order to gradually recover.

In the end, only the 13th Apostle remained...

As long as he can suppress the backlash of his authority and kill the thirteenth apostle, he can complete the ritual that has been set up for billions of years. With the 13 apostles dead, the ritual will be restored to its original state.

Ultimately, he too will become a true god.

Originally, He did not intend to give this divine position to Himself, but now, He has no choice but to use it for Himself.

"Creating a god..."

"Give everything you have to create more gods!"

He kept murmuring, as if speaking in a dream.

……

Eden, the battlefield of the Olympia swarm.

This is one of the fiefdoms of Proxima Centauri. They chose a mountain peak and named it "Olympia," meaning "the second Olympus," which also expresses their remembrance of their homeland.

However, at this moment, this place has completely turned into a battlefield, a war between the insect swarm and the army of the underworld.

Unlike the planet of the 11th Apostle, Eden has its own methods for dealing with the swarm. Apart from Chaos, the other gods also have their own unique skills.

After all, they were creatures who survived the Age of Gods battle royale. Even if they couldn't handle the swarm, they could at least hold it off.

For example, right now, they've sealed off the entire Olympia using a barrier spell, turning it into a complete "underworld."

Whether it's Hades' underworld, Anubis's underworld, Satan's hell, or even the Yellow Springs of the East...

Concepts enveloped the barrier, transforming it into the gates of the underworld. Countless undead legions, evil spirits, vengeful souls, and vengeful ghosts emerged from it, turning the place into a battlefield where ghosts and insect swarms fought.

Therefore, the swarms have actually fought for so long in Eden, and have very few living enemies; they have been dealing entirely with these monstrous creatures.

This, in turn, prevented them from unleashing their strongest abilities, confining them to this place and trapping them in a vicious cycle of pointless time with these undead vengeful spirits.

Of course, this is only temporary. Once the swarm's egg cases begin to hatch and the Lord of the Mist notices that the results here are problematic, the defenses here will likely collapse in a very short time. At that time, the swarm will sweep across the entire Eden and exterminate these Earth creatures that have barely survived the Great Battle of the Gods.

It's even possible that we could find Earth's coordinates on them and start tracing back to Earth.

This is why Xue Dinglu insisted on coming to help.

It wasn't just because of the inexplicable and unclear relationship between himself and Chaos, but also because if he didn't come to help, Earth's coordinates would definitely be exposed, which was something he absolutely didn't want to happen.

Chaos, on the other hand, had just signed a pact of unity with herself.

Whenever he needed power, he could borrow it from her.

The price she paid was merely to become a meal replacement for her "mother".

Xue Law even felt that the price was a bit lenient. Although he didn't understand people who had this meal replacement culture, he wouldn't stop them. Being able to resolve the threat of the "Tenth Apostle" with such a small price, Xue Law felt that it was a great deal.

Xue Lude was even less pretentious. He obtained Chaos's power and authority, and sealed the divine tree that inherited Athena's memories in his own consciousness space, thus taking away almost all of Chaos's power.

Chaos now only possesses the power of the fourth-generation God-King, which is the power of the sky and the power of half of the Proxima Centauri world consciousness. Apart from that, the power of the other apostles and authorities has been lent to Xue's Law.

This also proves that the invading divine tree, which was previously restricted by Kao, is about to break free of control and become the most powerful invader on the entire battlefield.

Xue also rushed to Olympia, a battlefield now reduced to a battle between ghosts and insect swarms.

Unlike other places where there are seas of flowers and forests, the environment here has been completely transformed into a living hell.

Flowers, trees, and the earth seemed to be soaked in the corrosive mucus secreted by the insect swarm, steaming with a pungent acidic mist. The soil was no longer fragrant, but covered with tumor-like cysts of insect eggs, oozing pus with each breath. Occasionally, an insect that was not quite dead would struggle out of the pile of corpses, but its abdomen had been hollowed out by its own larvae. Dragging its bright green intestines, it flew half a meter before exploding into phosphorescent fire.

Countless egg cases, each three layers high, stood on the ground, as if breathing on the earth. Through the transparent membrane, Xue Lude could even vaguely see the wriggling larvae inside.

Distorted and disgusting—that's anyone's first reaction upon seeing this.

As for Xue Lude, he was already used to fighting the insect swarm. Without hesitation, he went directly to an acquaintance here, Hades, whom he had met a few times before.