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The deepest part of the subspace, a place that no one can know.

The divine tree and the "true god" that coexisted with it came together to form the throne from which the divine tree grew. The Lord of the Mist sat on this throne, and the branches kept sprouting. Then, just before they were about to grow into a towering tree, they withered away in an instant.

Behind the true god, six arms were in an extremely twisted posture, each arm with a face growing on it, with eyes and mouth in the center of the palm, constantly uttering all sorts of distorted babbling.

The Lord of the Mist paid no heed to these incessant murmurs. At this moment, this bewitching true god, through the veil woven from tree roots, quietly gazed at the most magnificent and splendid landscape in the warp, the endless warp barrier.

It also locks up all evil gods, and even simultaneously locks up the wall between the King and nothingness.

"Come on, come on..."

“My power and status are gradually approaching those of a ‘true god.’ Soon, give me time, and I too can shatter this false wall…”

"Thus, they are released!"

"No, why should I shatter the warp barrier? And why should I be so obsessed with becoming a true god?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Become a true god, shatter the barrier of subspace..."

Twisted murmurs echoed here, while the true god, seemingly still undergoing transformation, ceaselessly accumulated His power, and the primordial divine tree beneath Him had completely merged with Him.

This is a divine tree that has survived in subspace for 40 billion years, and it is also the most primordial divine tree.

When it is not activated, it becomes the World Tree that gathers life and atmosphere, taking care of all the creatures that gather there. But when the code at its core that absorbs "spiritual particles" is activated, it instantly becomes a demon tree that devours "humans".

Four billion years ago, after Fug died at the foot of this tree, her obsession and desire eventually twisted the new divine body she created, forming this monster that coexists with the primordial divine tree.

Even now, having become a true god, He is still inseparable from this divine tree—or rather, the Lord of the Mist is inseparable from this divine tree.

He couldn't even stay away from the sacred tree for too long.

Because His existence itself is a product of the protection that the divine tree provided for "Fug," so after He became a god, He will return to protect the tree.

The divine tree remained silent, simply channeling all its energy into this monster, the only one from its own time, with whom it depended for survival.

Meanwhile, on the Mist Council, the planet where the final ceremony of Expedition 13 was held, the God of Order and the monsters of nothingness achieved a perfect balance.

This is precisely the time that tests the power of the God of Order the most. He must control himself to achieve an absolute balance with the void. If He suppresses the void, He will immediately take this final step and be pulled into the barrier of the subspace by the Venerable King to suffer eternal martyrdom.

If it is suppressed by nothingness, it will soon be gradually devoured by nothingness and thus disappear completely.

"Time is running out, and so are we all." The God of Order silently calculated how much longer he could maintain this balance, gazing at the endless sub-space barrier, lost in thought.

"After I'm gone, the 'pure land' of the Starfleet, the place where the final souls of the Starfleet members were recorded, Xue Law, I entrust it to you as well," He said softly.

……

Meanwhile, in the shallow subspace, at the site of the original 7th Expeditionary Force's wreckage.

When the old man brought Xue's Law here, Xue's Law did not see any area.

The interior of the warp is bizarre and wondrous, completely defying the physical laws of the real universe. This is why developing the warp is so difficult; even interstellar fleets can only roam its shallowest layers.

If Hassan hadn't asked the Mimic King to explore the edge of the warp, the Mimic King might still be lingering in the shallow layers of the warp and wouldn't have become a God of Order.

The entire warp is an untapped treasure trove, but that's only true for the shallow warp. If you were to disturb the den of monsters and demons at the edge of the warp, you'd really be in trouble.

Xue Law and the Great Sage searched all the way here, trying to find the right gap. At the same time, Xue Law slowly recounted the events that had happened during this period.

From meeting the brave uncle and learning about the interstellar column for the first time, to encountering a civilization that coexists with giant beasts, and then meeting the old Grimm who has been guarding for more than 30,000 years, killing Brinton in a parallel world of Earth, and thus unexpectedly becoming the 13th Apostle of the Mist Council through Brinton's disguise.

Each story in Xue's Law is told very briefly, basically just mentioned in passing.

He usually treated these stories about himself as casual conversation, but when he was able to assassinate an apostle and then get in touch with Hassan through connections, the old man finally couldn't hold back anymore.

“Mr. Hassan… he once invited me to join the masquerade ball, but I refused. I probably will never experience true happiness in my life,” the Great Sage said, as if sighing. “At the time, he seemed to have said that his time was running out and that he wanted me to take over his masquerade ball.”

Xue Law: "..."

And you died thousands of years before Hassan…

Xue Law complained, "And Hassan actually let the old man be the boss of this masquerade ball?"
However, now, he is indeed the true leader of the masquerade ball, although he has not done many good deeds as the leader. He disappeared after swindling a wave of investors and did not even appear when the apostles attacked the masquerade ball.

This led many people to believe that Lao Xue had run away with the investment after securing it.

However, Xue Law has now settled the remaining members of the masquerade ball. At least he has given them something to do so they won't be bored and just want to find the apostles to self-destruct.

After this brief interlude, Xue's Law continued his narration, explaining how he came into contact with the Mimic King through Hassan's resources, and how the Mimic King took a liking to him, even actively fusing his fragments with his own...

Then comes the most important thing that Xue's Law wants to say.

"We successfully killed the Sixth Apostle—the Insect King. He was swallowed by the Void and is completely dead." Xue Luding proudly announced this achievement. This old man, whom they had hated to the bone all their lives, had long since been killed by them.

Although 99.99999% of the damage was dealt by the Mimic King, he at least provided the Void Contamination, so at least he got an assist, which could be considered as a joint kill by him and the Mimic King.

Upon hearing the news, the old man seemed somewhat dazed. After a long silence, he finally spoke, as if he had a lot to say, but in the end, he only said, "You've really grown up..."

Xue Dinglu didn't respond to that, but instead retorted, "Do you have any illegitimate children outside? During my adventures, I don't know how many people have claimed to be your descendants, using your surname to swindle and deceive."

The old man's emotions, which had just begun to build up, vanished instantly, and he immediately revealed an extremely unpleasant expression.

"No."

"Oh."

Xue Dinglu continued his search. This was the ruins of the Seventh Expedition. But now, 40 billion years later, that starry sky seemed to have been completely locked up. No one knew what kind of luck the old man had to find this place back then.

Contrary to Xue's theory, the old man did not know the complete story of the Venerable King; he only found some information in the wreckage of the Seventh Expedition.

Even this small amount of information brought him great benefits.

As for that god-slaying journey that once led him to imitate the Venerable King's Path, perhaps it was just a lucky guess. The old man himself didn't even know if he could succeed; it was just an attempt. "Found it! It was hidden in such a concealed crevice. No wonder the Mimic Venerable King said that finding things in the subspace is as difficult as climbing to heaven. Even with the coordinates here, we almost couldn't find it," Xue Dinglu complained.

He then cut open the fissure, revealing a planet that had been sealed away for 40 billion years.

"let's go."

Xue Dinglu and the Great Sage went inside together, and even Yishan followed them.

Originally, Yishan was actually quite easygoing. After arriving in Xue's Law Space, the phrase he said most often was "I'm sorry."

This former senior seemed to have taken all the responsibility upon himself once again. He even took the responsibility for the birth of the Lord of Mist, the deaths caused by the Apostles, and even the people devoured by the Divine Tree... He believed that it was his own fault that led to this future.

But Xue's Law didn't think so. He believed that Ishan and all the expedition teams had done nothing wrong; they had done the best they could.

The so-called Lord of the Mist or the Apostles were not actually at fault, but rather a microcosm of the tragedy of that era.

Even without Fuge, others would have had similar ideas, and the birth of the Lord of the Mist would have been almost inevitable. The Domini tree seeds would have been used by others. There were too many tragedies in that era. Why did Fuge's proposal receive such overwhelming support, with countless funds and talents joining in to create a god?

It's because people in that era lost so much that they had to resort to such things to alleviate their pain and find peace of mind.

They are even the people who have the most right to say, "It's not me who's wrong, it's the world."

The Great Void of the Universe is a natural disaster that no one can predict, a pure natural disaster, something that is beyond any control and the most despairing kind of existence.

One person and two ghosts arrived here.

Compared to when Ishan first came here, this place is now an endless expanse of darkness, but this darkness doesn't pose much of a problem for them. However, when Xue Luding conjured a ball of holy light to provide illumination, he suddenly discovered...

This place is no longer the ruins of the Seventh Expeditionary Force, but a huge... graveyard!
Simple tombstones and last words are scattered everywhere in sight, and the wreckage and scorched earth from the explosion seem to have not faded even after 40 billion years.

Or perhaps it's due to the characteristics of the subspace that they can find traces of the past even in this era.

Looking at the scene here, Ishan seemed to be lost in memories again, and remained completely silent.

The old man pulled Xue Dinglu aside and asked, "Who is he...?"

"Well, if I had to say, could he be considered half a grandfather of the Lord of the Mist?" Xue Dinglu said.

"Hiss~" This was the first time the old man had lost his composure like this.

"Still the last member of Expedition 13..." Xue Dinglu continued to add.

Actually, the information that followed was even more explosive, but this time the old man didn't react as strongly.

"So, what do you want to do?" the Great Sage asked.

"To collect the bodies of those who died here." Xue Dinglu stated his purpose bluntly.

This was his original idea: Xue Lude should at least not let these members of the expedition team be forever sealed away in this dark and sunless subspace.

They were heroes who chose to sacrifice themselves to save the world, even though they were all losers; the ultimate winners were the 13th Expedition Team.

But for the countless martyrs who, like moths to a flame, plunged into the vast void of the universe, their deaths, at the very least, paved the way for him, their descendant, to now find the smooth path ahead.

Ishan stopped in front of a tombstone, her pupils constricting.

Perhaps because there is no wind or natural activity in the subspace rift, these tombstones, despite their dilapidation, still allow us to see many things clearly.

Xue Dinglu saw the ancient characters engraved on the inserted metal plate.

"In memory of the tomb of the Dark Elf Karl..."

Simple words, yet at this moment, Ishan seemed completely unable to control herself. This scarred man knelt before the grave and wept uncontrollably.

Karl the Dark Elf was the first member of Expedition 13 to die. He fought desperately to save the drones as the starship was about to make contact with the spatial rift.

However, he still failed; not only did he lose the drone, but he also died there.

It was his death that made everyone realize just how dangerous this place was.

It's unclear who erected this grave. Perhaps it was a member of the expedition that arrived later. They found Karna's dismembered body nearby and discovered the last record left by this predecessor, so they simply erected this tombstone here.

And there are countless tombstones like these here.

“Old man, I want to build a ‘Hall of Heroes’,” Xue Dinglu said.

"Valhalla?"

“Yes, I think, not only at this time, but a long time ago, probably when you died in front of me, I may have had this idea…” Xue Dinglu smiled, “In addition, later, the Mimic King also handed over the ‘Netherworld’ of the Interstellar Squadron to me, and this idea may have been able to gradually be realized.”

"That's just the kind of person I am."

"Even if they are dead, I hope that at least future generations can remember their stories. At the very least, after many years, someone will remember that they once left themselves here forever for the future. I want to preserve this last trace forever."

"This Hall of Heroes, I think, is both to preserve these last traces and, like you, to give hope for the future..."

Xue's Law took a step forward.

The next moment, in an instant, drops of hellish blood fell to the ground, and an endless sea of ​​flowers instantly spread out.

The sea of ​​flowers instantly enveloped this desolate planet, covering each grave and remains.

The next moment, in Ishan's gaze, which reflected the sea of ​​flowers, countless rays of light scattered out, and one of them slowly gathered into an outline in front of him.

The silhouette of one of his former teammates, the dark elf Karl!
No, it wasn't just Karl; here, there were hundreds, thousands of people like him who wanted to stop the Great Void of the Universe, and their light began to shine.

"So beautiful..." Looking at the sea of ​​flowers, the old man smiled, reached out, and caught a fluttering petal. (End of Chapter)