Chapter 385

It was even said that several star systems adjacent to the Ancestor Minghe Star System might also be erased under Karl's attack this time.

This was far more powerful than splitting open the Sun Star back then.

This can no longer be explained by the power of stars alone.

Of course.

This is also a clever method Karl uses—such as black holes.

If relying purely on raw power, Karl would find it extremely difficult to destroy even one star system, let alone multiple ones, with his own strength.

To some extent, this is a certain limitation of the beings in the Supreme God Universe.

The main deities of the Supreme God Universe are immensely strong; sometimes the power they display is far greater than that of other worlds.

Take Kesa, for example—even if her body is shattered by a star's explosion and her atoms scattered across the universe.

But in such a state, Kesa is not truly dead.

Over time.

Her atoms scattered throughout the universe will slowly coalesce, eventually reconstituting into a new Kesa.

Therefore, completely killing a main deity like Kesa is nearly impossible.

Of course, this applies only to Kesa.

The same is true for Karl, the Death God, who possesses a Phantom Body.

Killing Karl is truly too difficult, too difficult.

Yet before this unknown powerful figure whose dark aura suddenly emerged, Karl's most direct sensation was death.

It was a fear rooted in his own genes, his own soul—a primal instinct of life.

For Karl, who had ascended to the Phantom Body, this was an unimaginable thing.

Precisely because of this, Karl activated the Great Clock and unleashed his full power.

Countless black holes surged like a tidal wave toward that black palm.

Not just a single star—even countless stars would be swallowed by this tidal force of black holes.

But soon.

What startled Karl slightly was.

He saw that his tidal wave of black holes had not even slowed down that sky-obscuring palm.

Under the pressure of this palm.

The power of the black holes was being rapidly extinguished and destroyed.

You know, black holes, in their universe, were among the most supreme forms of power.

Yet now, this supreme power was being broken, erased.

For Karl, if this were a dream, how much would he wish it were—but unfortunately, it could not be a dream.

In his eyes, it was real.

"Great Clock, operate at full capacity."

Watching his tidal wave of black holes being destroyed, as that sky-obscuring black palm descended, Karl roared again.