My portable grandfather refreshes every week

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?
maybe……

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 this power gradually becoming as easy to control as his own limbs. ...

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.

With that thought in mind, she was finally off duty after a long period of intense fighting and working. She could take a short break before rejoining the interstellar squadron in its rescue and reconstruction efforts.

She may have all sorts of flaws, but she will still move forward according to the principles of the Starfleet.

After all, the Starfleet had helped him when his homeland was on the verge of destruction, and he would repay that kindness by dedicating his life to the Starfleet.

Unfortunately, he already had a faith before joining the Starfleet, otherwise he could have also worshipped the King.

She thought to herself.

Back in her own world, she had a whole day to rest. The nun immediately went to a shrine, which was her faith, her "Lord".

She wasn't a real god, but merely a local deity she imagined from her hometown, or even a fictitious god without a physical form, but that was her faith.

It is a vague and ethereal belief in "the Lord".

"O all-knowing and all-powerful Lord, your believers prayed to you, and we withstood the attack of the villains and began to fight back step by step. A friend named 'Xue Law' even took over the power of our leader and enabled our communications to be restored."

"Today I need to repent. When the enemy attacked, my first instinct was to be afraid and I did not go forward to fight them... I am guilty!"

"Almighty Lord, I need to repent!"

The nun's voice echoed in her small room.

She set up a soundproof barrier, so no one could know what she was saying. In fact, this kind of prayer was more of a habit she had before stepping into the extraordinary realm.

However, what she didn't notice was that the eyes of the wooden statue in the shrine seemed to move.

Meanwhile, deep within the subspace, in a spatial rift undiscovered by anyone, the "Lord of the Mist," who had transformed into a monster with six arms, silently heard this prayer.

Not only that voice, but all sorts of voices from the interstellar column entered His ears one after another. Some were chanting while performing shamanic rituals, some were praying and confessing like nuns, and there were also many people who simply had thoughts about various idols in their hearts.

All these beliefs and voices reached Him.

Whether it's "Almighty Lord," "Goddess of the Night," "God of Fate," or "Supreme God," all sources of faith without a master are intercepted by Him, becoming His eyes and ears, and ultimately the gathering place of faith.

Silently extracting information about the Starship Corps and the Mimic King, the Lord of the Mist smiled, a bewitching smile appearing on his face, which seemed to be hidden beneath a veil of tree bark.

"The final step to godhood, the last apostle, is you, the one who became the last person in the expeditionary force..."

"The Lone Ranger - Xue's Law"

The Lord of the Mist murmured in the Warp, about countless vast, ownerless faiths that were supposed to travel to the edge of the Warp to become Kings or snacks for other evil gods.

However, He intercepted them all, thus making them His eyes and ears to monitor the entire universe.

This is why He was able to understand all the movements of the Starfleet without any traitors.

Those people may never know until their deaths that the ethereal god they worship is actually just a figurehead of the Lord of the Mist.

……

On the other side, Xue Dinglu seemed to have fallen into spiritual vision again, specifically the spiritual vision belonging to the memories of the Lord of the Mist.

He seems to have arrived at an earlier point in time, when people had just discovered that terrifying void in the universe.

At first, no one took it seriously, regarding it as just another normal phenomenon in the universe, like black holes.

It has been named the "Great Quiet Zone" by astronomers, an unusual zone where even the cosmic microwave background radiation has completely disappeared.

But soon, people realized that this was not "silence," but "nothingness," an ever-expanding "cosmic void" where even the laws of physics were gradually failing.

And its expansion speed completely exceeded anyone's imagination. (End of Chapter)