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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.

Xue's Law makes no sense in demanding that they continue to sacrifice.

This ability is useful, but not essential. Even without the help of Expedition 13, Xue Law is still confident that he can bring the essence to the Lord of the Mist.

He is now, having fused with the blood of hell, and is infinitely close to being a level 6 undead monster.

In addition, there is one last trump card that can be used: the Void Monster.

As a void monster that even the Venerable King fears greatly, this is Xue's true trump card. Neither the God of Order nor the Lord of Mist can do anything about the void monster, except to avoid or imprison it.

This is Xue's last source of confidence.

"I have a feeling you're hiding something very important from me?" Yishan looked at Xue Luding, the Spirit Clan man who was like a gemstone, and a hint of doubt and confusion appeared on her face when she looked at him.

He knew nothing about magic in this era, and the like was completely incomprehensible, like a book written in heaven.

However, he always felt that Xue Dinglu was hiding a lot, even though this concealment was not malicious.

"No, it's just that the price of this treasure is too high. You will be permanently swallowed by the cosmic void, leaving not even a trace. That's why I told you not to use it..." Xue Dinglu hesitated, only saying half of what he meant.

Ishan was taken aback for a moment, but the scarred man smiled and said nonchalantly, "I'm already a dead man, so what if I die again?"

Xue Lu wanted to say that it was different, but he couldn't continue explaining. He knew too little about this era, and he might even think that magic and spirit particles were similar to the fire and radiation they used before.

He planned to settle Ishan there temporarily, and he didn't want to go anywhere else. He just wanted to live by the Divine Tree. Besides, Xue Lude knew that Ishan was a member of the Elven race. Their race had some similarities to modern humans, but their overall appearance was still very different.

Even for most people in the present era, Ishan's appearance is enough to trigger the uncanny valley effect.

Therefore, Xue's law still allowed him to live by the sacred tree, in the small house woven from the roots of the sacred tree where Faust once lived.

Moreover, Xue's Law still has many things to settle.

Although he was already an immortal and indestructible abomination, it was still uncertain how much chance he, a super soldier who had forcibly participated in this battle of gods, would have of surviving.

Although he was unlikely to die, and the power of Hellblood would allow him to live like a leech, Xue Law was still prepared to clean up the mess he had left behind.

At the very least, if I were to die unexpectedly, I wouldn't leave my descendants with a mess and a huge burden.

He didn't want the tragedy that happened to Isana and Fogg to happen to him again.

With that in mind, Xue began his preparations.

……

The power of the Order God replaced the original Mimic King, enabling all the creations of the Starfleet to function normally.

Once intelligence was no longer an obstacle, the front line stabilized instantly, and the entire interstellar column began to organize in an orderly manner and repelled the enemy.

Although the losses were significant, with many squads wiped out, the number of casualties was not high.

The Starfleet are not a bunch of pampered soldiers. Over the long course of time, they have experienced annihilation-level disasters more than once, but they have always managed to survive and emerge anew.

"Those who have accidentally been infected with the Void, please register." Someone shouted in the middle of the battlefield.

Many people went to register one after another. This kind of void bomb was really terrifying. It was not only a fatal blow to the Apostle Familiars at the center, but the aftershocks also caused many people to be accidentally hit.

This left many people with lingering fears. The allies were all heroes, but they were too reckless, and they would fight with the apostles and their families at the slightest disagreement.

Or perhaps, some of the people at the masquerade ball saw the Apostle, which stirred up some unpleasant memories...

That's what they thought.

"Retire from now on. Those of us tainted by the Void will only accelerate our contamination if we fight like this. If we enjoy every day from now on, it won't be a big problem, and we can live a normal life to the end," a doctor said after examining us. The contamination by the Void is incurable, but like the Void itself, this contamination is very passive, expanding very slowly. It's even possible for someone to be infected by the Void and not experience any outbreak by the time they die.

Especially after using the masquerade method to fight against nothingness with laughter, this pollution will basically stay with you until the end of your life. When you feel that your life is about to end, you can go to the warp and choose a good grave for yourself.

Of course, if you actively use the power of nothingness, then you're just waiting to die.

Perhaps some of them don't want to retire like this and go to a masquerade ball to live out their days; they want to continue fighting, even if it's using the power of nothingness.

Perhaps 40 billion years ago, the Great Void was the ultimate catastrophe that everyone feared, but now the void is at most an absolutely neutral entity.

Many still believe that even if they are tainted by the Void, they can continue to fight until the Apostles' retinue is wiped out.

Xue's Law also began recalling members of the masquerade ball.

The masquerade ball was surprisingly lively at this time, with the masked people gathered together, exchanging witty remarks.

"I saw the bugs, and those damn things destroyed my home. I almost couldn't stand it and summoned the void to blow them up, but who knew that Brother Xi Hai was even more reckless than me and blew them up right in front of me!"

"Damn, I was a step too slow! Next time I'll definitely be the fastest to explode!"

"That's amazing!"

"good idea."

"Haha."

Count me in next time!

The crowd started chattering, which made Xue Dinglu speechless.

These people don't seem to care about their own lives at all; they seem to have an attitude that it's good to be alive, but it doesn't matter if they die.

Who did they learn from?

Or does nihilism really affect a person's mindset, causing them to gradually become completely indifferent to their own life?

Xue's calculations show that about one-tenth of the people are missing.

Although it's not a huge number, many people know Xue's Law, and some have even been tricked by him.

Xue Lude decided to find them something to do, preferably something that would keep them entertained even if he accidentally left.

At the very least, since Hassan entrusted these people to his care, he couldn't let them perish like this.

He had already prepared a plan in mind.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the location of the school we jointly established has now been determined. We are preparing to build a large subspace academy! The building is basically completed!" Xue Dinglu said, and then the projection appeared in the sky above the masquerade ball.

That was the building of the magic academy within his own consciousness space. Although the building was designed by Old Green, Xue's Law had expanded considerably after so many iterations.

At least he wasn't simply swindling money; at the very least, he served these "shareholders" the wheat first before making empty promises.

"so small!"

"Is the dog manager slacking off? Why is it so small?"

"It looks like we'll have a hard time even recruiting 10,000 students. No, no, we need to expand!"

"How much more money do we need? I'll pay. We can't let others look down on our academy!"

A group of people started chattering, saying that everything felt small, everywhere was small.

Xue Law: "..."

You all talk the talk of a school for ten thousand students, while Old Green's magic academy only had a little over a hundred. The original design of this academy was only intended for a thousand students, yet you all talk the talk of a school for ten thousand...

Right now, Su Su is the only unlucky kid left in the entire academy...

However, since they felt it was too small, Xue's Law found a very good excuse.

“No need for investment for now, the treasury is full, but I don’t have enough manpower. The main campus is tentatively set at 10,000 people, but I have also set up the locations of many branch campuses!” Xue Dinglu opened the map.

In addition to the original main area, the current consciousness space also includes a large number of areas that have been absorbed and merged into the Seventh Apostle's subspace.

There are small towns, cities, and islands...

A vast area surrounds the main campus, and in many areas, evil spirits and strange creatures that Xue Dinglu did not have time to clean up still roam.

"So from now on, you can't leave me to do all the work. You can design and build the rest of the campus area yourselves! You can use your imagination to build whatever you want, as long as you're not afraid of being cursed by the students who come to school later," Xue Dinglu suggested.

The masquerade ball was very quiet. They were very interested in building the academy according to their own ideas, but they always felt that the management was exploiting them.
Xue Lude naturally knew that this wouldn't make these people feel at ease staying there, so he came up with another idea.

"Secondly, now that we have an academy, we also need to set up various trials and challenges for the students in their exams and tests, and these challenges..."

Xue Dinglu revealed a malicious smile: "You designed everything!"

"Have you figured out how to deal with the future students? If you have, start doing it! I can provide 136 different kinds of eerie creatures and 272 kinds of all sorts of evil spirits. It will definitely give the future students a unique surprise!"

"Of course, I only have one requirement for the dungeons you design!" Xue Dinglu pointed to his finger and said, "The dungeons you design must be ones that you can complete yourself! Other than that, you are completely free. You can design any kind of dungeon that you want to prank people."

"You can treat the future students as apostles and do whatever you want, as long as there's no danger of anyone dying, you're completely free!"

"I hereby declare the first Magic High School Student Dungeon Design Competition to begin today!"

"The winner will have his instance become the entrance exam instance for magic high school students! So that everyone can experience it!"

At that moment, the people below, who were having fun, all revealed extremely lewd smiles behind their masks.

A copy I designed myself, capable of healing everyone and bringing a smile to their face...

There are even plenty of eerie and demonic materials that can be used as NPCs in your own dungeon...

Jie Jie Jie!

Everyone at the masquerade ball was instantly intrigued and began to think about how they could design something that would terrify... no, make the future students smile!

The next moment, Xue Dinglu immediately released the permissions of his consciousness space. Except for the main plane, which was the original location of his consciousness space, and the area where the Divine Tree and the Magic Academy are located, all the areas that devoured the Seventh Apostle were completely open!
The Seventh Apostle's designs for various instances were too unimaginative, and Xue Law felt that these people needed to be given something to do, at least to prevent them from being caught in the crossfire and losing their lives before the war of the gods.

In the end, he didn't actually need such a large space. During the God War, he only needed to cut off the area where the divine tree was located and take it with him. The remaining area would all be the school area.

After all, Xue Law intends to treat them as talents who will be responsible for the long-term construction of the academy and the establishment of corresponding subspace replicas.

This was also an idea that Xue Dinglu gradually came up with. The magic academy he planned to establish was not the kind of mediocre school that "only those who dare not cause trouble are considered mediocre," but a place that truly combined theory and practice.

Furthermore, after absorbing the Seventh Apostle's subspace, Xue's Law was greatly inspired by the Seventh Apostle's pattern of setting up dungeons to harvest fear.

In fact, the Seventh Apostle's almost infinite flow-like pattern can also be used for legitimate purposes, for example...

Set it up as a trial instance for the students!
There's a small test every three days, a big test every five days, plus monthly exams and midterms and finals...

Combined with the numerous dungeons created by the imaginative and fun-loving people at the masquerade ball, creating an infinitely large random trial mode, it will surely allow future students to feel the deep care of their first principal.

(Future students: Who was the idiot who designed this? How could you be so selfish! Ugh!)

In an instant, cheers erupted at the masquerade ball; they were instantly overcome with desire. (End of Chapter)