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

Their memories, their existence, and all traces they left in the universe will be extracted and devoured by the phantom of the Great Void. It is an annihilation more thorough than death, completely erased from all timelines.

"Gentlemen, get ready!" Domini suddenly roared.

The next moment, everyone paid homage to Xue's Law, a gesture that belonged only to their era 40 billion years ago.

"To the deceased, we salute those who went to their deaths!"

"Boom!" The ejection device launched Xue Lude straight out, and the terrifying kinetic energy was transformed into the final, unstoppable charge of this treasure, as well as the last message of the Fire Seed.

"I am unable to return; please continue onward."

The ejection bay vanished instantly, and Xue Luding burst forth with the most dazzling white light. The spear tip in his hand, formed from the essence of order, seemed to ignite, transforming into a final meteor and raging fire as it charged toward the God of Creation.

"Die!" Xue Dinglu roared hysterically.

……

Earth, in Xuejiaqiao Village.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the tranquil village, while the shopping mall across the street became bustling with activity and noise.

Occasionally, a few barks of dogs can be heard in the village, along with the aroma of food from farmhouses.

In Xue Luding's home, the octagonal table was filled with all kinds of dishes, and a small mongrel dog curled up at Xiaolongniang's feet, looking very well-behaved.

"Grandma, why hasn't Daddy come back yet?" Little Dragon's mother asked, her voice seemingly tinged with a hint of coquetry.

"Ah Xue is probably still busy. It's not evening yet, is it? Let's wait a little longer." Looking at the slightly cooled food, Auntie just sighed and prepared to light the fire again to reheat the dishes.

As the sun sets, the last rays of its rays illuminate the village, casting golden specks of light.

……

How great is the difference between humans and gods?

Before this, Xue Lude probably felt that the gap between himself and the creator god was about the same as the gap between himself and Zeus.

So if he was able to kill Zeus when he first gained control of the spirit particles, then now that he has the most luxurious configuration in the entire universe, and even the power of multiple authorities, dealing with the creator god should not be more difficult than when he faced Zeus.

However, he now realizes that everything was wrong.

When the concept of God takes you seriously, the difference is enough to make anyone despair.

The deadly thrust of the Divine Essence of Order was blocked!

No matter how he advanced, the distance between him and the God of Creation remained constant. Space was in an infinite self-circulation. He took one step forward, but actually took two steps back. He threw out the divine essence with all his might, and the divine essence would return in mid-air.

Despite being less than 1 millimeter away from the God of Creation in actual distance, with the tip of the spear of the Divine Essence of Order almost touching the God of Creation, this final distance was an insurmountable chasm, a reality that Xue's Law could never reach.

"Damn it! I miscalculated. This final distance isn't due to the power of the God of Creation, but rather to the Lord of the Mist's own deepest obsession!"

"This is the final Noble Phantasm born from the Lord of the Mist, born from the obsession that Fug could never reach the end of the warp, and then used by the God of Creation!"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why is the calculation so off? Why is He only one step away from the true God of concepts in such a short time!"

Because at this moment, they saw that the Creator God was no longer the Lord of the Mist, but a conceptual god who possessed his own consciousness and wisdom, and who would learn to utilize all the power of the Lord of the Mist, and who was only a hair's breadth away from the true god!

At this point, the God of Creation was already at the same level as the God of Order.

"Crack!" The branch that encased the spear of the Divine Essence of Order broke. However, the reality that the Divine Essence of Order could never reach was the moment Xue Lude came into contact with the Creator God. The surging branches pierced through Xue Lude completely, as if these branches had grown naturally on Xue Lude's body.

Even Xue's body was actively merging with the Creator God.

Yes, because Xue is currently using the power of the Lord of the Mist. Every cell in his body is fused with the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Mist; they are originally from the same source.

The concept of the God of Creation can reclaim the creative power from others as easily as breathing.

It turns out, the difference between humans and gods is even greater than the difference between humans and dogs...

His body was like melted chocolate, completely connected to the creator god.

Xue Ludao smiled, clinging tightly to the essence of order.

……

Time seemed to stand still; at this moment, only Xue's Law and the God of Order remained here.

"I'm sorry, Xue Dinglu, I'm sorry..." came the voice of the God of Order, but it no longer mattered.

This plan was doomed to fail from the start, because the God of Order never treated the Lord of the Mist as a true god; at most, he only considered him a "false god" and devised this plan to kill the god.

When all the preconditions are wrong, the failure of the plan is to be expected.

Just as Xue Law thought he was a super minion charging into the tower, and that he would win as long as he got within the tower's range, the Lord of the Mist was not a defensive tower, but the fountain. Therefore, even if Xue Law charged into the fountain, this plan could not continue.

It's unclear whether this is the God of Order or the former Mimicry King, but He is holding Xue's Law tightly.

He had already prepared for the subspace barrier to shatter, and was ready to immediately evacuate with Xue's Law, and use the power of order to cover the boundary between subspace and the real universe with a barrier.

He didn't know if his obstruction could stop the evil god, nor did he know how many of the starship members who came to the Warp, all the worlds connected to the Warp, and all the civilizations that depended on the Warp would be left after making this choice...

However, there was nothing they could do; all they could do was cut their losses, not win.

"Have we failed?" Xue Dinglu murmured.

"Yes, we failed, but I will take you away..." the God of Order said, slowly stretching out his arms and embracing Xue Dinglu tightly.

"The sacrifices have been enough..." Xue Dinglu murmured. "Mimetic King, the sacrifices we've made so far have been enough... How many more sacrifices will it take before we can resolve this..."

The God of Order fell silent. They had already sacrificed so much, whoever it was—the Starfleet, Xue's Law, or even the forefathers of Expedition 13…

If we quit like this, all the sacrifices we made will have been in vain.

They could do nothing, they accomplished nothing...

Chapter 521, the final chapter: Welcome home.

“Mimetic King, I don’t want to die…” Xue Lude looked at Him, his last companion, the one who had walked alongside him, the one who had experienced hell with him, and the one who had witnessed the most terrifying areas in the universe with him.

“I used to have self-destructive tendencies to some extent because I felt that I shouldn’t be alive. In that fire, a brave and fearless firefighter sacrificed himself to save me.”

"I am a vampire who lives on the bones of others..."

Xue Luding looked at the seemingly frozen time, the God of Creation right beneath his feet, the essence of order firmly held in his hand: "So the me of the past was just a guy living in the shadows. I was just a parasite living in that dark shadow and guilt."

Xue Dinglu said in a low voice, "All along, what I have done has not been for justice, not for revenge, not for fairness, but simply to make my conscience feel better."

"So that the guilt won't catch up with me, so that even after I die, when I meet the firefighter who saved me, I can hold my head high and say, 'Look, you didn't save the wrong person back then; I saved many more people...'"

"So, it's actually quite normal that nihilism came to me, because I'm a nihilist by nature, a despicable schemer who enjoys the sacrifices and contributions of others..."

Xue Luding murmured softly, as if speaking to the God of Order, or perhaps merely talking to himself.

"This is my destiny. I used to do everything in my power to stop this guilt from chasing me, and desperately wanted to save more people."

"But after I saved what I thought was a large number of people, I realized that I didn't actually like being a savior. It's so tiring, so incredibly tiring. This responsibility is suffocating me. I'm exhausted, Mimic King..."

Xue Dinglu smiled, a slight grin spreading across his face, revealing the smile of a sunny, cheerful young man: "I'm tired. I don't want to save the world anymore, because I've already saved enough people..."

"So many that even if I die, when I meet the firefighter who saved me, I can proudly tell him how many people I saved. This makes his sacrifice not in vain, and the sacrifices of our predecessors not in vain at all..."

"So after that, I didn't want to die anymore. I wanted to live. I wanted to live a more carefree and unrestrained life, without any burdens or responsibilities. I wanted to live..."

"I don't want to die, Mimic King. Call it cowardice or fear of death, but I don't want to die. My daughter is waiting for me to come home, my family is waiting for me to come home..."

"Mimetic King, I really don't want to die!"

As Xue Ludao spoke, at that moment, his armor finally shattered, revealing his selfish and cowardly heart without reservation—bloody and utterly ugly.

He always knew that he was not a brave and upright person, and that his cowardice and selfishness were far greater than anyone else's.

"Let's go home, Xue Dinglu, let's go home..." He held the child tightly, the child who seemed to be completely trapped in fear and pain.

He was not wrong; the mistake was his own calculations and plans.

"Imitation King, I really, really don't want to die. I want to watch my daughter grow up, I want to see a brighter future, I want my kind of tragedy to never happen in this world again, there are so many things I want... but some roads must be walked to the end by someone..."

"How much more must we sacrifice before we achieve victory? I can't run anymore, Mimic King, I can't run anymore..."

“I want to fight to live, but I’ve realized I can’t survive, brother…” Xue Dinglu said.

In the subspace, Xue Lude's body had completely merged into the Creator God. He had become a monster, twisted by the Creator God's power, with only a distorted face remaining attached to it.

He will become, like the other apostles, just a hand with a human face behind the creator god; this is the fate he deserves as one of the 13 apostles.

But at this moment, he, who should have been completely assimilated, who should have been completely devoured by the God of Creation and left with nothing, unleashed his last bit of power.

He grasped the essence of order with both hands, the sharp end pointed at his own eyeballs.

In the name of the thirteenth apostle.

With this broken body, I will bear the new god!

The essence of order pierced my eyes.

There was no blood; silver lines spread from the crack in his eyeball, instantly covering his entire body. The will of the God of Order surged forth like an icy sea, washing over every inch of his consciousness.

At this moment, their plan succeeded, and the God of Order descended within the body of the God of Creation!

Xue Lude, who wields the Divine Essence of Order, cannot penetrate the Creator God, but he can use the Divine Essence to penetrate himself, and he is now connected to the Creator God.

That's why Xue's law finally said that he knew he couldn't go on living.

Miracles and magic come at a price, but that price is paid by oneself.

All the chaotic laws began to return to their proper places, the distorted space was forcibly straightened, and even the Creation Soup Sea solidified into a crystal-like solid.

For the first time, the Creator God let out a hysterical, frenzied cry, and gods of the same level descended directly into his body. At this moment, the balance of power shifted!

The divine light of order pierced through the darkness, and all the abominations, apostles, and activated starships in the entire warp were completely engulfed and annihilated by this light!

Pure white light emanated from His palm; it was not a light of destruction, but a formatting, a return to zero, the final answer that would completely end all cycles of error.

This light, like a divine sword from the heavens, pierced through the false god from top to bottom.

Next up, the war of the gods!

The Creator God also wanted to make a final struggle, so He used His strongest power without hesitation and whispered, "Strip away!"

The target of the stripping is none other than the God of Order!

He wanted to completely separate this enemy of equal strength from his body, so that the battle could proceed to a direct confrontation!

Meanwhile, within the God of Order, the last vestige of humanity of the "Mimic King" desperately protected the faint remnant in his hand, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Although He knew that Xue's Law was completely dead, under the dual divinity of the God of Order and the God of Creation, the child who had finally found the meaning of living, who had finally stopped thinking about self-destruction and wanted to live, had died.