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In fact, at the beginning, Xue Law occasionally pondered the meaning of magic.

Although, in reality, magic is merely a byproduct of the King's birth.

Even the name "magic" has been used by Xue Lude because of his own beliefs. He has always referred to it by its name, such as spiritual power, magical power, battle qi, or even soul power.

This is merely a primordial power originating from the King's Spirit.

Even the term "Zunwang Lingzi" is incorrect. 40 billion years ago, "Zunwang Lingzi" was simply called "Mosu".

After Xue Dinglu left his home planet, which was absolutely magic-suppressing, he gradually came into contact with this primordial power. Whether actively or passively, he used this power to do many things that he had wanted to do but could only imagine.

He actually really likes perfect endings.

I remember one winter vacation when he finally had about ten days off. He was able to squeeze in some time to play games amidst his studies and schoolwork. At that time, Cyberpunk 2077 was very popular, so he bought the deluxe edition.

Then, very soon after, after finishing the prologue and discovering that his good friend Jack had died, Xue Law still remembered how red-hot he was at the time.

At that time, he desperately searched online for a guide on how his good friend Jack could survive. Coupled with the rampant fake news online, Xue Law tried countless methods and spent several days reloading saves dozens of times before suddenly realizing that this death was completely unavoidable.

That brother named Jack died forever at the hands of the designer.

From then on, Xue never opened that game again. Due to the academic pressure of high school, the game gradually became a thing of the past.

Therefore, Xue's Law actually considered the meaning of magic at times.

Magic originates from spirit particles, and spirit particles originate from magic elements.

Further investigation reveals that the source of the magic element is the vast void in the universe.

Since he obtained this power, Xue Law has always wanted to give every world a perfect ending. Perhaps sometimes, due to his own shortcomings, the ending is not perfect enough, but Xue Law has done his best at the time.

Even without a perfect ending, Xue Lude kept gathering people together to study this spell called "Heroic Spirit Summoning," striving to achieve that happy ending no matter what.

But in fact, the more this happens, the more Xue's Law will discover its own limits. It will realize that it is not a true god and that there are many things it cannot do. Even the Venerable King could not handle the tragedy that occurred 40 billion years ago. The monster that was twisted from a daughter's longing for her father gradually became the biggest cancer in the universe.

Xue's Law cannot achieve perfection, so it can only strive to achieve the closest possible state to perfection.

That's enough.

If he believed that the meaning of magic was that its power of miracles could give all worthy people a bright future.

Just like what an old friend once said back in Greece, we have always been fighting for a better tomorrow.

Just as Hassan said, cover up all sadness with laughter, then move forward and fill the world with laughter.

This was Hassan's dream, and it was also the idea that they, a group of people corrupted by nihilism, followed.

At this moment, looking at the father and daughter who had waited for 40 billion years, the old woman-like daughter and the scarred father, Xue Law may have understood the meaning of the masquerade ball's desire to make the whole universe laugh.

Perhaps this is the meaning of this magic.

……

"Fug..." This call seemed to pierce through the subspace, causing it to echo throughout the entire space.

"dad……"

Ishan looked at her daughter, whose hair had turned white and whose back was hunched, while Fugu looked at the father she had been searching for all her life.

At that moment, the old woman smiled; it was perhaps the first smile she had shown since that day.

She looked at the battered man, whose body was covered in burns, frostbite, and bruises from impacts. Although Ishan was only a spirit, the horrifying injuries on his body made the old woman understand.

His father hadn't abandoned him; they had done everything they could, and he truly couldn't come back...

Not just Ishan, but also the treant Domini, the orc Locke, Avril, the catfish...

They all arrived here, smiling as they looked at the wrinkled-headed Fugger, and said, "Sorry, little Fugger, we got lost in the Great Hollow and are late..."

Fuzz smiled, tears streaming down her wrinkled face to her chin. She smiled, but couldn't stop the tears as she said, "Welcome home! Daddy, and Uncle and Auntie..."

……

Watching this scene from afar, Xue Dinglu couldn't help but smile.

The great sage also watched this scene, and for some reason, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Old man, can you still find the remains of your Demon Star in the subspace?" Xue Luding asked.

In that instant, the Great Sage's face showed shock, even horror.

"you……"

"Old Deng, you don't want the Demon race to be completely wiped out in the universe, do you?" Xue Dinglu said. Although that was indeed what he meant, for some reason, the tone of his words seemed very off.

Forget it, whatever. As long as the old man understands Schrödinger's Law, that's fine.

"So, do you want to learn the 'Heroic Spirit Summoning' technique, which is truly realized based on my blood of hell? I can teach you. By then, you will have finished your atonement and saved all your compatriots," Xue Dinglu continued.

"At that time, your demon race can still continue its lineage in the Hall of Heroes."

After a brief moment of losing his composure, the great sage quickly regained his amiable demeanor.

"Perhaps, you've convinced me..." The old man smiled slightly. In truth, he didn't know if he could still find the fragments of his home planet, but if he really had the chance, he would spare no effort to search for them.

"Perhaps this is the true meaning of magic," Xue Dinglu remarked.

In the distance, after embracing each other, Fugu and the members of Expedition 13 gradually approached Xue Luding.

“Thank you, people of the future,” Fuge said to Xue Lude.

She also understood what kind of monster her experiment had created in this later era.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble..." the old lady said, a fleeting sadness in her eyes.

"It is indeed a bit troublesome, but perhaps this is the crisis that our era must face," Xue Dinglu said with a smile.

He wouldn't blame the old woman, even though she was indeed directly related to the appearance of the Lord of the Mist, but had little to do with the daughter who wanted to create a new god.

In fact, if a divine tree hadn't collided with the Gulf of Mexico at the end of the Cretaceous period, dinosaurs wouldn't have perished, and our ancestors, those scattered mice, wouldn't have appeared on the stage of history. Consequently, there would be no Schrödinger's Law.

If that's the case, shouldn't Xue's Law thank the Lord of the Mist and the Apostles?

So blaming this old woman is pointless; perhaps she is the one in the entire universe who most wants to kill the Lord of the Mist.

Xue Falun thought so.

"Finally, I will help you kill the monster that was born because of me..." the old woman said, and together with the members of Expedition 13, they gave Xue Lude a united salute.

Xue also returned the courtesy of this united front.

He just watched the old lady like that, and at that moment he seemed like a real child, being asked all sorts of questions by the elders.

Despite appearing to be the oldest, she couldn't hold her head high in front of these true elders.

They chatted and laughed as they returned to Valhalla.

At this moment, all other figures in the world disappeared, leaving only Xue Lude and the Great Sage.

Oh, and there's also the God of Order, who's currently wearing an expression that says, "Am I seeing a ghost?"

The God of Order naturally recognized them as members of Expedition 13, as well as Fug.

What's going on? Is it haunted?
He didn't even know how Xue Lude managed to pull out those countless souls in the end, or whether the flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist that had merged into Xue Lude's body was just too powerful, but that was no longer important.

Even the God of Order's smile gave the impression that everything was settled.

With the help of Expedition 13 and that guy, Fug, their chances of winning would increase even further.

If the win rate was only 60% before, now, according to the God of Order's calculations, it has exceeded 70%, and is even very close to 80%.

"This technique is truly beyond my imagination," said the God of Order.

"Actually, it's beyond my imagination. When I first entered the field of magic, I already had a similar spell, but it wasn't until now, after I possessed the Blood of Hell, that I was able to perfect this spell by using its power," Xue Dinglu said.

Hellblood is a product born from the fusion of Cursed Blood and the Blood of the Lord of Mist, and only after the Lord of Mist has fully completed the Path of the Sovereign.

In addition to making Xue's Law an unkillable cockroach, it also inherits the original characteristics of the cursed blood, which can absorb all suffering, pain and disease, and even all regrets and remorse.

This is the underlying logic that truly enabled the Heroic Spirit Summoning technique to come into being.

"In that case, I only need two more days for the Starfleet to be fully organized. At that time, we will have a real chance to kill the Lord of the Mist directly," the God of Order said, but there was also a hint of dejection in his voice.

Because after killing the Lord of the Mist, the "Mimetic King" was completely dead, and what remained was merely an Order God who prioritized "order" above all else.

"Hmm." Xue Dinglu nodded. "Two days is enough. I will also bring more allies who can improve our win rate. This should be the reason why you entrusted me with the authority of the 'Unity' branch, right?"

The God of Order nodded.

To be honest, the power that Xue Law currently wields within him is quite a mixed bag.

The immortality that parasitized him after consuming the Eighth Apostle, the nothingness that corrupted him due to the side effects of the cursed blood, the creation born from consuming the flesh and blood of the Lord of Mist, the "anti-magic" power derived from the Beast of the End's order authority after being modified by the Mimic King, and the unity previously granted to him by the God of Order...

Other apostles couldn't even handle one authority. Even the seventh apostle, who was also a fragment of the King, almost lost half his life after consuming one authority of fear. He was still desperately squeezing and harvesting fear in order to barely maintain a balance between income and expenditure.

Xue's Law is a complete hodgepodge of powers, but there is no so-called balance between the various powers. Instead, they seem to be working together to fight against nothingness.

In short, the essence of Xue's Law is as chaotic as the end of the subspace.

However, this was not within Xue's consideration. He didn't care about any side effects. He would still use it when the time came. Even if it was the power of nothingness, when he could truly touch the Lord of the Mist, Xue wouldn't mind releasing the monster of nothingness along the way.

At worst, we'll die together!

They briefly checked the recent situation on Xue's side with the God of Order and finalized the plan to attack the Lord of the Mist two days later.

Xue Dinglu then prepared to leave. This place was far too close to the end of the subspace; one could even see the endless subspace barrier directly from there.

He pulled out the dimensional sword, which was still very useful to this day, and cleaved open a portal.

However, just as Xue Dinglu was about to leave, the next moment, from inside the portal, an arm with a long face suddenly grabbed the portal, and at the same time, a distorted expression appeared on the face in the center of that palm.

Lord of the Mist! When exactly did this happen?!
In that instant, there seemed to be a deathly silence.

That terrifying hand with a human face tore through the space Xue Dinglu had created, appearing in a place no one could have predicted.

"It really was you! The 13th Apostle. I suspected it was you when Number 9 died. I never thought it really was you!" A maniacal excitement was revealed on that distorted face.

But at this moment, neither Xue's Law nor the Great Sage laughed anymore.

That face belonged to the Sixth Apostle!

"Is your homeland behind this door?" the Sixth Apostle asked, his face contorted with utter confusion.

At that moment, Xue Dinglu no longer hesitated and slashed his wrist hard with the dimensional blade.

To everyone's surprise, this dimensional blade, capable of cutting through any space, was actually blocked, and even space itself was blocked!
No, it's not that space is blocked, but rather that in the area where the dimensional blade makes contact, countless branches grow every second under the power of the authority to counteract the power of space.

"This does not seem to be the true Lord of the Mist, but rather a monster He has recreated," the voice of the God of Order rang out.

Xue Dinglu turned to look at the God of Order and nodded.

The God of Order has only one chance to act, and this opportunity absolutely cannot be used here!

The next moment, Xue Dinglu said directly, "Old man, give me a hand!"

"it is good!"

"Genesis!" Xue's Law started with zero frames, and in the next instant, his teacher also understood Xue's Law's intention and began to assist Xue's Law.

Although a long time has passed, the great sage can immediately understand what Xue's Law is trying to do.

"O beast of evil, humankind, appear thus!"

"The Beast of the End!" (End of Chapter)