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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 he paid was merely to become a meal replacement for her "mother." Xue Daolu even felt that this price was a bit lenient. Although he didn't understand people with 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 Daolu felt it was a huge win.

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.

The frontline camp was devoid of any human presence; it felt more like the underworld.

Besides Hades, there was a dog-headed man exuding an eerie aura, a jet-black angel who looked like he came from Africa, a minotaur, and a monk with a head full of pustules.

In short, it has no human touch whatsoever.

Hades, this reclusive old man from hell, is already the most humane guy in the group.

At this moment, these people bowed slightly to Xue Dinglu, and then continued to stare at the sand table on the table, which represented the entire Olympia, with a serious expression.

Xue Dinglu looked at Hades at this moment and was surprised to find that after more than three thousand years, Hades had completely turned into a hunched old man, and even his appearance seemed to be very old.

Even gods grow old and die...

Xue Falun thought so.

Even though Hades was of equal status to Zeus, Xue Daolu could no longer sense his life force. He stood there like a dead man, making Xue Daolu feel as if Hades had long since died and the one here was merely a walking corpse, forcibly manipulated by Hades' divine power.

Yes, actually he didn't see many familiar faces when he arrived on Eden.

Athena died, Prometheus died, and most of the familiar faces from the Greek pantheon died of old age. Those who were still alive were half-buried in the ground, exuding an aura of twilight and decay.

I don't recognize almost any of the creatures from Eastern mythology in the Eastern Realm of Sumeru. I only know that Tushan is probably the fox who married the Yellow Emperor, and that's about it.

It seems that some people in the Yao, Shun, and Yu dynasties also married foxes, but Xue Luding himself was completely confused about these myths from the pre-Qin era. He only knew about the Investiture of the Gods among the pre-Qin myths.

No, the Investiture of the Gods is from the Ming Dynasty! No wonder I couldn't find anyone by searching for them according to the Investiture of the Gods!
Xue Luding scratched his head. No wonder he couldn't name any of the people in the Eastern Realm of Sumeru. Among the mythological figures from the pre-Qin era, Xue Luding only knew a few like Yan, Huang, Yao, Shun, and Yu. Moreover, they were long gone, having lived long after the Zhou Dynasty. Furthermore, their ancestors who first came to this planet had all died out. Xue Luding didn't recognize a single one of these second- or third-generation people.

The new generation has nothing to do with him, so Xue originally thought that he would have a team building activity with people he knew when he came here, but he didn't expect to find that he could count the number of people he knew on one hand after arriving.

Perhaps at this moment, he would understand why so many people would rather give up their souls to become apostles and follow them. If Chaos revealed the secret of the Divine Tree's fruit granting immortality, Xue even believed that many of the people he knew would try to obtain the fruit.

It's not just these divine beings; even on Earth, if people knew the effects of the divine tree, many would probably be tempted and even take action.

Mystic Brinton was the first Earthling to do this, but he certainly won't be the last.

Therefore, the First Apostle and the Lord of the Mist truly deserve to die for transforming the World Tree, which was originally used to regulate the world's atmosphere and water resources, into the divine tree it is today!

Perhaps only by eliminating all the apostles and the World Tree can this problem be fundamentally solved.

Xue Dinglu thought this way, then looked at the people present and said, "Gentlemen, I've come to help. With this one battle, we will completely eliminate all threats!"

……

The destructive giant soared into the sky. Faced with the swarm of insects that used human corpses as a breeding ground, the giant was enraged. This giant, representing the will of the High Priest Set, instantly unleashed a divine fist that shattered the earth.

The swarm of insects were not to be outdone and attacked one after another, but they did not expect that the moment they rushed over, they would feel that twisted pressure.

Magic ban across the entire area!

Even though the Destroyer Colossus was within the scope of the anti-magic field, the destructive power of this human evil beast, even with its magic suppressed, was still not to be underestimated. However, after the swarm was suppressed, their limbs could not even support their own weight, and their entire bodies began to experience all sorts of inexplicable chaos.

The swarm's bodies are physically illogical, relying on psionic and magical energy to function as they do. Ensuring magic is equivalent to altering the underlying code of these creatures, which is why the magic ban is so effective against them.

Therefore, based solely on its weight and tonnage, the 80-meter-tall, tens-of-thousands-ton Destroyer Colossus could crush these magic-suppressed insect swarms one by one using physical means.

At this moment, Xue Lude, who had entered the state of the Beast of the End, went directly to the divine tree. Under the full domain of magic suppression and the state of the Beast of the End, he officially reached the level of the seventh apostle. Xue Lude easily knocked the divine tree to its knees and then dragged it back to the consciousness space to prepare to become a slave.

At this moment, Xue Dinglu directly activated the cursed blood, calling upon the power of the Lord of Mist that had fused into his body, and pouring it into the divine tree.

The divine tree initially struggled frantically, then became motionless. Subsequently, the power originating from the same source as the Lord of the Mist immediately fed back to the Lord of the Mist's main body.

"As expected, it was you who controlled all of this! Lord of the Mist!" Xue Luding saw the Lord of the Mist's current state through his spiritual vision.

His face and half of his body were still covered by mist, but the other half of his body was a monster with six faces!

Through this link, Xue Luding immediately activated the flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist within his body, wanting to use this power of the same origin to completely obtain His location!

However, the next moment, Xue Dinglu was stunned, because he seemed to have completely entered the world of spiritual vision.

He looked up at the window, his pupils constricted.

Outside the window, a vast, visible void, filling the entire field of vision and seemingly about to swallow the entire universe, appeared at the end of the horizon. The enormous void made the surrounding stars appear as tiny as grains of sand.

"Wait, where is this..." Xue Dinglu immediately looked around the large void in this spiritual vision, and then saw the same language from the previous spiritual vision pasted in the room.

"A global united front is established to jointly address the impending cosmic void!" (End of Chapter)