Chapter 387

Karl gazed upward as his power was destroyed.

As the black demonic hand descended, the giant clock hovering above his head was also corroded by that terrifying demonic aura.

Karl could feel the giant clock, as a celestial computer, decaying and vanishing continuously.

That decay was a deep-layered force of time.

Tens of billions of years, even longer, surpassing even the time of the universe's birth.

Under this very force, even the miraculous celestial computer of the Super God World could not withstand such an attack.

"Such terrifying power."

Only now did Karl truly sense how terrifying the strength of this sudden stranger truly was.

That terror had surpassed the absolute limit of the Super God World's power.

Compared to this stranger, the power of these Supreme Gods was utterly incomparable.

The gap was simply too glaring.

As the sky-shielding black hand descended, even though the stranger had not touched his phantom body, Karl could still feel his own phantom body being corroded and destroyed.

It was destruction from the very source.

Yet when he tried to resist, to awaken the power of his phantom body, it had no effect whatsoever.

"Looks like today is my end," Karl offered a bitter smile. "I had hoped to see just how vast this world truly is… what a pity…"

Death God Karl.

In the past, as a mentor at the Super God Academy, he never cared about dominating the world or notions of justice or order.

For Karl, what he loved most was research.

Staying in the Ancestor Minghe Galaxy and becoming the Death God was merely so he could more conveniently conduct his research.

Thus, for his own death, Karl felt a tinge of regret.

"Little Liang Bing, I can't fulfill your request anymore." Karl's mind conjured the image of Little Liang Bing.

He had promised Little Liang Bing to deal with Kasha, but now it would never happen.

Yet.

Karl recalled the stranger's words: his goal was to harvest the Supreme Gods of this world.

That meant this time, not only him, but all other Supreme Gods would likely face this terrifying powerhouse's harvest.

"Finally, let me issue you all a warning," Karl channeled the last of his giant clock's power and his phantom body's energy, sending a warning to all Supreme God-level beings across the universe.

"All of you, the terrifying force you felt just now—I'm sure you've sensed it. He is our enemy. His goal is to harvest me and all of you Supreme Gods. As for his purpose, I do not know. May you all take heed…"

Before Karl could say more,

he was severed from all other Supreme Gods in an instant.

This was because Karl's giant clock had been severed and completely corroded and damaged by the Dao-robed youth's demonic aura, while his own phantom body was being continuously eroded.

This erosion was not merely superficial.

It was a deep-layered annihilation.

Originally, Karl's possession of a phantom body had allowed him to exist as if within an independent Super God World.

In this state, killing Karl was extremely difficult.

Even destroying his phantom body might not be enough to kill him.

Just like Kasha—even if her divine body was destroyed, she could not be fully killed.

Karl could only scatter her physical atoms across the universe to prevent her resurrection.

But now, Karl realized that this ability of his physical form had no effect whatsoever against this demonic aura.

As the demonic aura eroded,

it slowly seeped from his limbs into his internal organs.

Not only were his physical molecules and atoms completely saturated and turned to nothingness; Karl felt as if his very existence in all places was being rapidly erased.

In fact,

Karl's perception on this matter was correct.

As the Dao-robed youth transformed into a monstrous, frenzied form, his power surged beyond comprehension—utterly incomparable to what it had been before.

Under the demonic aura's assault, the laws of cause and effect and time were fused into it.

This was the true reason Karl could not escape, no matter how hard he tried.

Now, even Karl's last resort was rendered useless by this power.

Karl's body could be seen turning to ash, slowly scattering across the universe.

His existence, everything about him, was wiped clean.

Watching the dead Karl, the Dao-robed youth's monstrous expression returned to normal.

"Sigh… I lost control again," the Dao-robed youth's eyes held a trace of helplessness. "When will I ever be able to control these moments of lost reason?"

As a Super God Space powerhouse, he knew his own sanity might collapse, transforming him into another personality.

The Dao-robed youth was aware of this.

But he had no solution whatsoever.

Because the stronger he became, the stronger that personality grew—even surpassing his own original strength in terrifying ways.

This personality and its associated power originated from that terrifying great world.

Thinking of that terrifying great world, even now, he felt a lingering dread.

Through Super God Space, he had traversed countless worlds—some strong, some weak—but none he had ever experienced were as horrifying as that original world.

That world's experience ultimately caused the Dao-robed youth to develop his current personality-splitting reaction.

For this, the Dao-robed youth felt both love and hatred.

The reason for hatred is that he cannot control the fluctuations of this emotion.

The reason for love is that this is not merely a change in personality, but harbors an even more astonishing power.

It was this very power that enabled him to continuously defeat powerful foes and complete missions in the Master God Space.

Eventually, until now, he has reached the ranks of the strong ones in the upper reaches of the Master God Space.

Therefore, this transformation of his personality is not necessarily a bad thing.

But regardless, as a strong one in the Master God Space, he also wanted to know why he had undergone this change, and how it would unfold in the future.

This was the true purpose behind Xu Feng's constant increase in strength.

He had no intention of becoming someone who simply lay flat.

Originally, with his own power, killing the God of Death Karl would have been extremely easy.

Who knew that suddenly, it had stimulated this hidden personality deep within his body.

"Forget it, since he's dead, he's dead," said the Dao-robed youth Xu Feng, shaking his head. "Now, head to Earth and wait for my team to finish their mission."

As he spoke, Xu Feng's figure slowly turned ethereal, gradually vanishing.

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City of Angels.

A terrifying battle was raging here.

Countless angels flew through the air, then fell, losing their lives.

Angels, who once terrified other universe planets, now seemed like ants, continuously being exterminated.

Facing their current enemy, they could not even produce a single ripple of combat damage.

"Hahaha, so delightful, this is truly delightful," Gao Shan swung his fists wildly in all directions, terrifying power erupting in every direction.

Under this power, the angel warriors could not resist at all.

Even if their weapons blocked Gao Shan's attacks, the terrifying force within them shattered the weapons outright, killing the angel warriors.

Conversely.

Even when the angels' attacks struck Gao Shan, they had no effect whatsoever on him.

This was pure, one-sided slaughter.

At that moment, a silver light flashed from one direction, causing Gao Shan's pupils to contract.

The speed of this silver light was incomparable to the previous attacks of the angels; the gap in both speed and power between them was far too great.

Yet.

"You think this kind of ambush can still affect me? You're dreaming," Gao Shan's fist glowed with a faint light.

Just as Gao Shan swung his fist forward.

The silver light flashed again and vanished from Gao Shan's sight.