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

"Am I asleep? Domini, is that you? Have you come to pick me up?" He looked at the sacred tree, a smile playing on his lips, as if he wanted to drift back to sleep.

Xue's Law: "..."

He slowly walked into the sea of ​​flowers, came to the man, and said, "Wake up, Vice Captain, we still need to burn the last enemy to ashes!"

In that instant, Ishan suddenly woke up.

……

"Here's some black tea." Xue Dinglu raised his hand, and a werewolf-like golem brewed a cup of black tea.

Shaping magic originates from the evil eye in the fairy tale world.

"Hmm, thank you..." The battered man didn't complain. He silently accepted the cup of red tea. In this sea of ​​flowers, beneath him was a chair woven from the roots of the divine tree. They were right next to the divine tree. The man looked at the divine tree, his eyes gradually becoming dazed, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Ishan didn't know why he was here. In his memory, he planted the divine tree in the ground and watched it grow. Then, the last bit of its strength disappeared, and it seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

He had been in a very, very long sleep, and only now is he gradually waking up.

At the same time, Xue's law also discovered that Ishan was not as powerful as she had imagined.

According to her own classification, Ishan is Rank 0, just like an ordinary person on Earth who is absolutely forbidden from using magic.

This is also because, in his time, magic essence was still highly poisonous. Any creature that came into contact with magic essence would uncontrollably mutate and twist. It is perhaps a miracle of the universe that Ishan was able to survive until the end and that Domini was able to absorb magic essence.

Unlike now, magic essence has become spiritual particles, existing everywhere in the universe, and is the foundation of magic. All living beings are essentially raised in magic essence jars from childhood, and their adaptability to magic essence is ridiculously strong.

Those that were not adapted to the spirit particles all went extinct.

As for Ishan, she still doesn't seem to be very compatible with the magic element. Perhaps this is true for all races of her era. Therefore, in the current system, although her rank is ridiculously high, her true strength...

It looks tough...

Even because she couldn't adapt to spirit particles, Ishan was unable to learn magic, which also ruined Xue's other plan.

Just as Xue was about to pour out his grievances and ask the old man for help in the war against the Lord of the Mist, Yishan spoke first.

"Has it already been 40 billion years?" Ishan looked at the divine tree. Perhaps in this era, this divine tree was the only old friend he knew, and a product of the same era as him.

"What will the United Front be like 40 billion years from now? Will it be able to bring together all races in the universe, without distinction, united as one, with any race and civilization becoming friends, showing compassion for the weak, helping each other, working together to build and make the world a more beautiful place?" Ishan asked the question again.

The last time, on the eve of the King's birth, when Ishan asked this question, Xue's Law replied: "It has already been achieved."

He lied because Ishan was dying at that time, so Xue Law decided to tell a white lie.

However, Xue's law now provides a completely different answer.

"Sorry, no..." Xue Dinglu took a sip of black tea and looked directly at the scarred man.

"After solving the Great Void, the United Front actually disintegrated, and a massive rebellion swept across the globe..."

"The war between organic and inorganic life, the war between different races... That great war completely shattered the United Front. Coupled with the gradual spread of magic essence throughout the universe, the United Front probably perished within a century. The survivors built a new civilization on the ruins..."

"At the same time, due to the expansion of magic energy, the technology left over from the United Front era is no longer suitable for high-concentration magic energy environments. All science and technology need to be redeveloped, and thus the most common technology in the world in high-magic-energy environments was born - magic guidance."

Xue's law explains it.

When Ishan heard that the United Front had disintegrated in just a century and was engaged in a destructive civil war, a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.

But then, seemingly still clinging to a sliver of hope, he asked, "You know me, so you must know my daughter, right? How is she?"

Xue's Law: "..."

This question, however, made him look even more troubled.

After racking his brains for a long time, Xue Dinglu still decided not to lie. Instead, he went directly to the system that the Great Sage had left him and extracted a copy of his memories.

That was his memory of reliving Fug's life with the God of Order, a life that Xue Law only glimpsed briefly.

Ishan silently looked at that memory.

Hours later, only sorrow remained in the eyes of the battered man.

He came to the sacred tree, reached out and touched it, speechless.

And the sacred tree seemed to be responding to him, the sea of ​​flowers growing larger and larger, almost completely covering the school.

Fugger spent her life creating new gods, and after her death, that obsession transformed into a distorted mist, which formed the "Mist Council." Based on the concepts of the Thirteenth Expedition members, it searched for and twisted the "Thirteen Apostles" in the world.

Their mission is to devour the King's favorites and draw upon their power to complete the distorted command to "create new gods to replace the old ones," thus beginning a catastrophe that will last for billions of years and spread throughout the universe.

The root of all this tragedy may lie within oneself.

“I’m sorry…” Ishan said.

Xue's Law: "..."

"I'm sorry. If we had been stronger back then, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many tragedies in later generations, and the Mist and the Apostles wouldn't have been born..." Ishan seemed to be saying "I'm sorry" over and over again, self-blame and pain instantly covering the man's face.

He had always been like this, as if he took all the responsibility upon himself. When he was just a recorder on the United Front, he would always think that he was the one who caused the deaths of the fallen settlers when he was making records and assigning tasks to them.

Later, during his journey against the light, he even believed that everyone's death was due to his own incompetence.

He was a complete pessimist.

“You don’t need to keep saying sorry, ‘Sorry, sir.’” Xue Dinglu placed his hand on him and said, “I’ve always believed that one generation can only solve the problems of its own generation, and cannot solve all the problems for future generations.”

“Your generation has already sacrificed enough. Now it’s my generation’s turn to deal with this.”

Xue Dinglu smiled and said, "However, it would be best if you could help me and work with me to deal with the Lord of the Mist."

Ishan seemed comforted and nodded.

Even though this man is a pessimist, he has a kind of resilience; he's the kind of person who, no matter how pessimistic he is, will still go all the way to the end.

Xue Dinglu smiled, raised his fist, and said, "Don't you think this is killing the last trace of your daughter?"

Seeing Xue Dinglu's outstretched fist, Yishan seemed to understand what he wanted to say. She extended her fist and bumped it with his, then said, "The mist was just a mistake my daughter made..."

"Finally, I will help you fix this error..."

He seemed to have come to a realization, and this scarred man once again displayed his resilience, the resilience that would lead him to the altar with the tree seed even if the entire team perished.

It is as resilient as a sacred tree.

“Then you should have a Noble Phantasm. Even if you are not from this era, your great achievements should become a Noble Phantasm that belongs only to you.” Xue Dinglu said, like a teacher instructing an apprentice who has just entered the door of magic.

"A Noble Phantasm?" Ishan was stunned for a moment, then followed Xue's instructions to sense it. Sure enough, he sensed the Noble Phantasm that belonged to him.

At the same time, Xue Dinglu was even more stunned.

【Noble Phantasm: Journey Against the Light (???? Noble Phantasm): This is the highest-level Noble Phantasm born from the great feat of the 13th Expedition Team's journey against the light. It can summon the Fireseed Starship, the last ship of the 13th Expedition Team to travel against the light, and all the members on the starship. It can ignore any obstacles, attacks, curses, pain, distortions, and all other judgments, and travel to the destination to be reached.

Cost: The Noble Phantasm can only be activated once. Once activated, all members of the 13th Expedition, including Ishan, will be reduced to nothingness.

Xue Dinglu gasped in shock.

Chapter 489 The Advantage Lies With Me

When Xue Dinglu saw the effect of this treasure, his first thought was that it was a sure thing.

He even considered taking Ishan directly to the God of Order, and then leading his group to start a divine war.

Let's analyze our own combat strength and the enemy's combat strength.

Our own great father, the God of Order, has only one chance to act. After acting, regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he will be forcibly imprisoned at the end of the subspace, which is the only god-level combat power.

Our super minion, Xue Law, is a suicide truck carrying the essence of the God of Order. As long as he can touch the enemy base (Lord of the Mist) with the essence, he can instantly activate a teleportation and send down a God of Order to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

Our support interstellar squadron is responsible for bringing Xue Law, the super soldier, to the high ground of the Lord of the Mist.

This was roughly the majority of our fighting force before this point.

The enemy's main force is the Lord of Mist, a product of the fusion of the remnant body of the new god created by Fug and the God of Myriad Machines. Its own rank is similar to that of the former Mimic King. According to the God of Order, the Lord of Mist can be considered as a 6th-order being. Now that this ritual has been completed, He may already be a "false god".

The enemy's defensive tower is the Primordial Tree, the original tree of Domini. Who knows what level of monster this thing has become after being fed by countless apostles? It is tentatively estimated to be Tier 6.

The potential additional enemy forces include the authority monsters of the 1st to 6th Apostles, who are at least near-6th rank.

This is basically a comparison of the strength of the two sides. It can be said that apart from the overpowered God of Order, our side is completely weaker than the other side in all other aspects.

But it is precisely because of the God of Order's true god-like strike that they can shatter the enemy base in an instant, they have a chance to turn the tide.

The previous plan had always been formulated in this way, the core of which was to ensure that the God of Order could deliver the most powerful blow, one that could break the enemy's spine before they could make their move.

After analyzing the battle situation, in conclusion, no matter how you look at it, it's a true god of order facing a false god plus a primordial tree, and the advantage is on my side!

The biggest problem with the plan is how to ensure that the God of Order can truly shatter the Mist Lord's spine in one blow, instead of wasting his ultimate. That's why Xue Law, the super minion, is needed to push the high ground.

Previously, Xue Law was made to fuse with the flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist, so that he would have the power to reach the high ground no matter what. And the blood of hell did not disappoint them. Its almost absolute immortality and the ability to be resurrected even after turning into ashes made Xue Law, this super soldier, into an unkillable monster.

Xue's Law can charge into the tower without restraint, thus reaching the place where the God of Order can perfectly unleash his ultimate.

In fact, this already puts us in an advantageous position, with a 60/40 chance of winning. We can take a gamble on this win rate, because the longer it drags on, the lower our chance of winning might become.

But now that he has seen Ishan's Noble Phantasm, Xue Dinglu suddenly has more ideas.

What if the Fireseed could directly deliver itself to the Lord of the Mist?

Then the Divine Essence of Order erupted, and the God of Order descended directly to give the Lord of Mist a huge blow, then dragged Him to the end of the Warp to be imprisoned forever.

For them, this already means they've won more than half the battle.

The rest will be left to Xue Lude, this undead monster who has fused with the blood of hell, to join forces with the interstellar squadron to finally wipe out the remaining remnants and achieve a perfect ending.

However, upon considering this, Xue Dinglu looked at the cost of this treasure...

The price was that the last traces of Ishan and the other 13 were forever swallowed by nothingness...

Xue Dinglu, on the contrary, became hesitant and indecisive.

Looking at this battered man, he had already suffered enough; Xue's Law had no right to demand that they make sacrifices again.

In truth, they had already sacrificed enough. Xue knew that as long as he asked, this man would not refuse, whether it was to call upon his former comrades to talk about the future together, or to lead the Fireseed into one last charge.

Although their target this time is no longer the Great Void of the Universe, but the Lord of the Mist, they will not refuse.

But Xue Dinglu still didn't speak.

"What's wrong? What is my Noble Phantasm?" Ishan became a little curious. He knew nothing about magic and spirit particles in this era, so even though he sensed the Noble Phantasm, he couldn't accurately determine its function.

"No, it's nothing. You'd better never use this treasure, because the price is something you can't possibly accept," Xue Dinglu said solemnly.

Their generation has already made too many sacrifices; generations have followed one after another, venturing into the vicinity of the Great Void of Space to explore the magic element and the unknown...

They abandoned their families, their relatives, their future, and everything they had, all to carve out a space for future generations to live in.