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

“I understand…” Xue Dinglu said, “What should I do next?”

"I will help you completely merge with the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Mist."

……

Deep within subspace, in a narrow crevice.

Half of the Lord of Mist's body was completely shrouded in mist, while the other half was covered with the faces of the other six apostles.

This is the power of His "creation" authority, which is both creation and separation. Every authority has two sides, just as fear can plunge people into terror and hysteria, it can also plunge people into anger and fervor.

Just as nihilism can turn a person into someone devoid of emotion, like a walking corpse, it can also turn many people infected with nihilism into a laughing masquerade ball.

Every authority has two sides: the king, nothingness, and everything else.

His power is "creation," which includes creation and stripping away.

To create unique authority and to strip others of their authority.

The sheer power of this force, coupled with His cunning, meant that even the other apostles had no choice but to obey His commands.

Because if one wants to become a god, one can only ask Him.

The authority that He stripped away will not disappear into thin air, but will be superimposed on Him, including all the side effects and costs of this authority.

After a period of time, this authority will be returned to others, and He will also get rid of the cost of other authorities.

But if that person dies during the time He strips Him of His authority, then that person’s authority and the cost will remain with Him permanently.

This is the price of His authority: the side effect of inheriting other authorities without any reduction.

Furthermore, the costs remaining within one's own body may even inherit the original owner's consciousness. Theoretically, authority should not inherit the original owner's consciousness, but for some unknown reason, this is exactly the case, and the original owner's consciousness will also come into it and gradually accumulate.

The Lord of the Mist was unaware of how many "Apostles" he had stripped of their power through his Creation Authority. He killed them, powerless, amidst their terrified faces, and the cost of their authority was borne by himself.

It's just the same as before, except this time the authority and cost of merging with those of six apostles are combined.

Perhaps, integrating these costs will have an impact on myself?

The Lord of the Mist forgot, but he had done it many times before. Since he could forget it, it probably wasn't anything important.

Creating a god... If no one has the qualifications to become a god, then I will become a god myself!

Why do I want to create a god? Why do I want to become a god?

Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore!

The ritual for the twelve apostles has been completed, and so on...

On the Lord of the Mist, the faces of the original six apostles began to distort and gradually merge with his body.

The Lord of the Mist also began to become extremely strange. More arms grew from behind Him, each arm fused with the face of an apostle. At the same time, it seemed as if the eyes of other apostles also appeared on those hands.

Its original body began to shed the mist, gradually revealing its original face, which was like a woman with a light veil covering her face... a monster?

On His six arms behind Him, twelve eyeballs suddenly began to rotate incessantly, and the branches of the divine tree seemed to encircle Him, adding to His allure. At this moment, it seemed that some kind of transformation, unknown to anyone, was taking place.

The evil god known as "Creation" is quietly undergoing a transformation deep within this warp.

……

Xue Lude accepted the task, and the Mimic King told him that he would take over the leadership of the Star Squadron after he left. Although it was just a promise, Xue Lude actually accepted it.

It wasn't about becoming the leader of the interstellar column; it was simply that I couldn't stand the apostles...

At the same time, he simply disapproved of the Lord of the Mist's actions...

Perhaps it's just that simple a reason: people with different values ​​cannot work together.

This is actually not a very difficult task; Xue Law believes he has done something like this countless times.

Just like before, as long as he got close to Zeus, he was halfway to success.

Now it's even simpler; as long as you get close to the Lord of the Mist, you will succeed completely.

Then it will be a divine war between the God of Order and the Lord of Mist, and I, a mere soldier, will be able to leave smoothly.

That's when he can directly say, "My mission is complete!"

Chapter 477 The Eve of the King's Birth

Right now, it's just like giving myself, the little soldier, a buff so that I can withstand a few more tower hits... right?

Xue's Law has always been quite self-aware; he doesn't think he needs his own power in this kind of conceptual battle between gods.

However, right now it's like the pseudo-King can make a move, but only once. He's stuck just one step away from becoming a true conceptual god. If he takes that step, the real King will open the gate of the subspace barrier in an instant and drag him into the end of the subspace, where he'll be imprisoned along with the other subspace evil gods.

Therefore, the Mimic King only had one chance to act, which may be why the Mimic King was still able to chat with him here at the end. He was not completely covered by the concept of order and still retained a part of the last Mimic King's consciousness.

Therefore, whether or not the Lord of the Mist can be killed depends entirely on the effectiveness of the final blow from the Mimic King. Thus, the best way for Him is to directly detonate the concept of order within the Lord of the Mist, and to directly use His body to wage this final divine war, thus completely ending everything.

At that point, the outcome of the war of the gods would no longer matter, because the true King would drag himself and the Lord of the Mist into the end of the warp.

However, after looking around, the Mimic King suddenly realized that there were no more people who could get close to the Lord of the Mist. Just as He had thought, Hassan was dead, and even those Tier 5 trainees He had cultivated in the Star Squadron were completely unable to accomplish this task.

Compared to Xue Lude, who forcibly controls several powers, the Star Squadron's power may be more stable because it will not suffer from the backlash of power, but similarly, it does not have the power of a true apostle.

Just as when besieging the Ninth Apostle, the Star Squadron often needs several Tier 5s together to generate power comparable to other Apostle-level beings. This protects them from the backlash of authority, but also limits their potential.

Xue Law didn't know whether the choice of the Mimic King was right or wrong, because for Him, the real high-end combat power only required Himself. He was the strongest in the universe, even though he was schemed against by the Lord of the Mist and his apostles, he could still achieve the ultimate 1-for-6.5 battle record in the Mist Council.

If the Lord of the Mist hadn't run fast enough, he probably would have been left there and become one of the victims in the battle between the God of Order and the Void Monster.

High-end combat power can only be achieved by oneself. In order to avoid becoming a complete puppet of authority, the Mimic King found another way to advance to the 5th rank without having to touch authority. That is, the 5th rank achieved by those people in the Star Squadron.

In fact, according to this calculation, the Apostles might be the true Tier 5. The Tier 5 achieved by the Star Squadron is more like Zeus and Typhon, only Tier 5 in terms of numerical value. When it comes to authority, they are completely inferior and can only rely on numbers to forcibly make up for the gap in authority.

Perhaps this is also a way for the Mimic King to lower the threshold of the 5th tier; relinquishing authority would allow more people to enter the 5th tier of strength.

However, this also resulted in the fact that while there were many mid-to-high-level forces in the Starfleet, only the Mimic King was truly the top combatant.

When the Mimic King tried to find someone, he was shocked to discover that even though he had cultivated so many "Apostle-level" combatants, the ones who could truly help him complete the divine war were still others.

If the Mimic King knew he would face this situation one day, would he regret not allowing any member of the interstellar column to take control of the power?

Perhaps...

Xue's Law may not have reached the same level as the Mimic King yet, and doesn't understand why the Mimic King would rather relinquish power than let others control it. Perhaps He feels that if someone gains power, it's hard to say whether they will listen to Him or to the authority itself...

Or perhaps, does the Mimic King have a similar idea that "not being absolutely loyal is the same as being absolutely disloyal"?

However, it now seems that this group of interstellar legions should be the last group of people who will not wield power, because after this, they may wield a brand new power called "Order"!

However, that's a matter for the future.

Now, the Mimic King looked around and felt a bit like Liao Hua, the vanguard in Shu, where there were no great generals. He could only forcibly promote Xue Luding to be the great general and let him lead the northern expedition in his place...

Xue's Law seems to have truly sensed this kind of conflicted feeling from the Mimic King.

It's roughly the feeling of "If any of them were more capable, I definitely wouldn't bother you, an outsider."

Xue Luding even found it amusing, but he didn't laugh out loud. Instead, he said to the Mimic King, "I'm ready. Let's begin fusing with the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Mist."

"Let's begin. Actually, I was supposed to have you fuse with my flesh and blood, forcibly boosting your power so that you would reach a level close to what you call '6th rank' like I once was. That way, after I left, you could smoothly take over everything..."

"It's just a pity..."

Mimicry King finally sighed, saying that Xue Law didn't know what he was regretting. Perhaps he regretted that he had too many and too complicated things on him.

It seems that I have never seriously cultivated or completed any trials. My strength seems to have gradually increased with each person I save.

At the same time, he was also gradually stealing other people's inheritance, turning their inheritance into power that he could control.

Looking back suddenly, Xue Dinglu realized that he was actually a "heretical cultivator" who had virtually no power of his own and had always relied on controlling the power of others to fight.

He felt like a Gundam pilot, whose power didn't reside in himself, but rather in the Noble Phantasms, rituals, authority, and so on that he controlled.

He had never even realized that something was wrong before, as if he had always taken it for granted and never cared whether the power was external or his own.

Perhaps it was because I never had time to fuss over trivial matters before. In a situation where someone would die in front of me every second I hesitated, all I could do was squeeze out every bit of power, regardless of what the source of that power was, as long as it didn't distort me.

So far, the only thing I dislike is the power of the divine tree.

Therefore, when Xue Dinglu was merging with the power of the Lord of Mist, he had a thought like, "Hurry up and bring it on."

The Mimic King seemed to have nothing more to say. He placed his hand on Xue Luding's body and said, "Feel it carefully, and I will let you walk the path of the King again during this absorption."

"After completing this trial, you will be forcibly elevated to 'Tier 6,' which is the same level as the Lord of the Mist. However, this is only a level in terms of rank. How much power you can truly master depends on yourself."

"The trial begins!"

The next moment, a surge of power exploded within Xue Dinglu's body.

The flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist, which had been forcibly integrated into his body, began to go out of control. Xue Luding felt as if countless branches were about to burst out of his body. The flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist forcibly unleashed the power hidden within the cells, twisting Xue Luding's body at this moment.

And Xue's Law immediately began to circulate within his body...

Wait, what can he circulate within his body? In the end, he could only force the blood of the cursed blood to suppress the blood of the Lord of the Mist, but this was too much for the blood of the cursed blood. For Xue Lude now, the blood of the cursed blood had helped him a lot, but it also seemed that it could no longer help him.

The power of the cursed blood was completely suppressed and even dissolved, and it was completely integrated into Xue Lude's body. It no longer worked as a separate "treasure" but seemed to be truly one with Xue Lude.

Xue Dinglu's power surged dramatically in an instant. The flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist were like a giant furnace, fusing all the miscellaneous powers within Xue Dinglu's body together, attempting to refine them into the purest pill.

Xue's Law was completely integrated into it, and he felt the process of gradually making this power as easy as his own arm.

……

Externally, Captain Singal said that Xue's Law inherited the power of the Mimic King and began to connect with the entire interstellar column, thus enabling communication.

Many people have also noticed that although the Mimic King's devices have all been restored to their original function, they can no longer truly sense the Mimic King. As a result, many people have gradually become disappointed, but then they have calmed down.

Perhaps it was because the Mimic King had always sheltered them from the wind and rain that many of them were unable to progress further after reaching the 5th rank.

Now, they have also discovered the problem.

More and more teams withstood the attack, thus freeing up resources to help other squads. As a result, the entire Starfleet's front line quickly stabilized and began to push back.

They could even send troops out to help planets that were once protected by the Starfleet and are now also under attack by the Lord of the Mist.

As a result, a large number of logistics and civilian personnel in the Starfleet have settled down and are quickly rotating jobs to stabilize the current situation.

Even though the Mimic King has left, the sky hasn't fallen! They must continue moving forward.

After her turn, the nun had an arm hanging limply; she was also injured. However, there were too many injured people at the moment, and she could only grit her teeth and bear it, or immobilize it herself and wait until medical resources were available before going to see a doctor.

Perhaps she won't have to wait until then; she'll heal on her own.