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Jiude Mai looked up at the Tree of Life and murmured a prayer.

He embraced his own death and rebirth, and his contract with them was broken.

No, perhaps this is the new world he promised, and the contract has been fulfilled.

"I almost thought you had vanished into thin air. I'm so glad you actually made the trip."

The potato chip was pointing out her long legs, noting that her dark circles had gotten much worse lately.

"The whole world should witness the boss's funeral."

Such a great being was thus forever buried beneath the World Tree, becoming the cornerstone of life.

Is it out of rebellion against one's own destiny, out of a desire to reset the world and see another possibility, or simply to fulfill a boy's wish?

The mysteries, hatred, fate, and loneliness he carried were all buried under the tree.

"Let's go find Sanwu. I'm afraid she might do something rash."

Jiude Mai nodded.

"Potato Chips, how much money is left in the account?"

Su Enxi was taken aback. She then realized that she had gone from being a bookkeeping maid to a wealthy woman.

"Not counting real estate and trusts, it's close to a billion."

Mai stopped in her tracks, wondering if she was hallucinating.

"Dollar?"

"EUR."

If you include real estate, it's even more outrageous. In Japan alone, she knows of the Blackstone Mansion, the Takamagahara Club, and numerous shops.

“We can help injured mixed-race people in a different way. In a less drastic way.”

Mai Shude and Su Enxi ran across the melting frozen ground, waving their arms.

Zero, sitting on the branch of the tree of life, raised her head, a faint smile appearing on her pale face streaked with tears.

They will become the first pioneers of this world, establishing a new home for hybrid races here.

Lu Mingfei, standing under the tree, looked up at the despairing black wings above the tree canopy.

Senior brother...

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Having absorbed the White Dragon Bone, Luo Yin's spiritual power returned to its peak state.

After losing the Black King's sacred remains, the true path to godhood closed to him, and his bloodline, which surpassed that of the White King, was at risk of going out of control at any moment.

But it doesn't matter; he just wants to use this power to open the door to the final mystery.

The White King's remains, the Black King's remains, and especially the new king's form, have given him a vague idea of ​​the final form of the dragon race's evolution.

For a life based on pure spirit, the physical body is merely a vessel for the spirit.

After devouring the White King's dragon bone cross, Luo Yin was already very close to that form.

He touched the pure black wings of light in the sky, pushed open the last door, and his near-perfect dragon body turned into elementary particles as he passed through the door, dissipating into the newborn world.

He stepped through the door, shed his outer shell, and entered the dark spiritual world in human form.

This is a world composed of consciousness, perception, dreams, instincts, and so on.

"Black King?"

A ray of light illuminates the world.

Luo Yin saw a boy who resembled Lu Mingfei, and he looked like Zero. But the two were completely different in temperament.

Not human.

He could only describe it with these four words. He saw many qualities in Him in an instant, but it seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg.

“There’s something strange about you using this face.”

"How about this?"

He transformed from a boy into the hundreds-of-meters-tall dragon of despair, Emperor Nidhogg.

Luo Yin pondered for a while. He didn't quite understand the time scale here, and wasn't sure how much time he had spent.

“Nidhogg and the new king are different in form and different in divinity. But they are both you, and you are not them.”

One is all, and all is one. Like an irregular polyhedron that casts different shadows on a plane, they are merely one aspect of your form.

"I'm so happy to have you here. You're the first one."

The Black King transformed into Luo Yin's appearance, but his eyes still held an unfathomable divinity.

"Where did you all come from?"

"The depths of the spiritual world, beyond the shores of reality."

What do you want to do?

"Guiding the development of this world."

"What if we deviate from your guidance?"

They paused for a moment.

"We are still deciding."

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Epilogue: Internet Cafe, Screening Room, Centennial

The most mysterious urban legend circulating in City X in the past two years is about this illegal internet cafe next to Shilan Middle School.

The young internet cafe owner usually only serves regular customers; it's said that some new customers never come out after entering.

The boss usually lounges at his desk, doing nothing, with his eyebrows drooping, and no one dares to mess with him. His muscular physique is simply too intimidating.

It is said that his businesses also include a small supermarket next to the internet cafe and a newsstand directly opposite, but he only goes to check on the stalls when the weather is nice and he has slept well.

"Senior brother, are you done with work over there?"

"It's still early, there's never enough time to finish."

Building a new world from scratch is an incredibly massive undertaking.

Secondly, even with the cooperation of four original species, establishing a harmonious relationship between hybrids and dragons remains difficult.

Managing the flow of people and goods between the two worlds brought Luo Yin back to the topic of cirrhosis of the liver.

Many radical mixed-race families still harbor resentment towards Lu Mingfei's decree. But now, there is no turning back.

"The giant tortoise has a business dinner tonight and has to leave at five. This is an opportunity."

That siscon! He gets criticized by Genjiro even when he plays two games with Erii.

Erii's other brother is even more formidable, while her father is practically a hellish boss.

The ritual of becoming a god solved Lu Mingfei's lifespan problem. The residual power after sacrificing the Tree of Life maintained his bloodline at the Super A level.

But when facing the Underworld King in his dragon bone form, he can only be manipulated.

He should have banned the royal blood of these people back then, otherwise, inviting Erii to dinner wouldn't feel like filming a spy drama now.

"Thanks, senior brother. Speaking of which, what exactly did you see that day, and what happened?"

The moment the Tree of Life was born, Luo Yin devoured the White King Dragon Bone and disappeared as he rushed into the Black Wings of Light.

No one knows what happened to him during that time. After some time, the black wings of light slowly faded away, but Luo Yin never returned.

"I don't remember at all. If it weren't for your selfish motives when you became a god, I probably wouldn't be able to come back."

Everyone has their own little ideas, right?

When Lu Mingfei first threw the Holy Lance, he did not completely destroy the Old World Tree.

The roots of the old tree still store the last three pieces of soul information: Old Tang, Fingel, and Luo Yin.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what the black light wings were, but he instinctively felt that what was behind them was very ominous.

His other selfish motive was this internet cafe.

Its location is excellent, next to a school, newsstand and small supermarket.

Lu Lincheng's inheritance wasn't much, but it was enough to buy them. Giovanni moved next door to his aunt's house; that was his home.

The warehouse door at the deepest part of the internet cafe connects to another world, and is not bound by divine oracle.

Anyone, regardless of whether they possess dragon blood, can pass through this door, and there is no limit to the frequency of their journeys.

This door is for his friends. He must still be afraid of being alone, to some extent.

"Have a good date."

Luo Yin gave a thumbs-up and rode his bicycle around the familiar city.

"Sakura-kun! Give me ten machines!"

Erii's excited voice came from behind the iron gate, suggesting that her adventure today had gone quite smoothly.

Lu Mingfei opened the back door of the internet cafe, and Erii, who had been living a wild life in the other world for most of the day, walked out of the warehouse door, taking big gulps of iced orange soda.

Wait a minute, he rubbed his eyes.

Two Erii, three, four, nine, ten Erii, drinking ten cans of orange soda.

"They, like me, are different batches of artificial hybrids created for the purpose of sacrificing sacred remains. So we formed a team, temporarily called the Red-Haired Priestess Corps!"

They're all new members of the gaming club.

"I am Eri Unit 2."

"Eri Unit 3"

Lu Mingfei watched as ten red-haired girls in the store played games in unison. He silently went to the front desk to observe, and it was another day of only serving regular customers.

Wait, which one is Erii from Unit 1 again? If I invite the wrong one, I'll definitely get taken out, right?