Godlike: Double Penetration of the Starry Sky! A brutal beating of Ge Xiaolun at the start.

"They were terrifying...huge and ferocious, exuding a chilling aura."

"Those insects—no, they've transcended the category of insects; their fighting power is beyond even my imagination..."

Snow's words were filled with lingering fear; he seemed still immersed in the shock of what had just happened, cold sweat slowly sliding down the edge of his mask.

It dripped onto the ground, making a soft sound.

Upon hearing this, Karl paused slightly in his movements, but quickly regained his composure.

He didn't turn around, but simply said it calmly.

"It's nothing, just someone came and wanted to borrow my large clock."

"This is the will of Heaven, and we must all comply with it."

"You may leave now."

Upon hearing this, Snow was filled with a thousand doubts and countless questions.

Snow was a little confused because he had never seen those insects before.

Moreover, his combat power is outstanding. If "600" had encountered him just now, he would definitely have been torn to pieces!

The thought of this sent chills down Snow's spine!

But faced with Karl's unquestionable tone, he could only bow and retreat, leaving the study with heavy steps.

As he turned, he couldn't help but look again at the sky outside the window, shrouded in an eerie atmosphere, and secretly wondered what was going on.

Big clock...

That's the ability to foresee the future!

How can such a miraculous artifact that can turn the tide of fate be easily lent to others?

Carl...

Did they really lend it?

...

In the dimly lit study, Karl's shadow stretched long and lonely.

The surrounding bookshelves were densely packed with ancient books and scrolls of unknown technologies.

Each book carries the secrets of the universe and the dust of history.

A faint smell of burning filled the air.

Those were the traces left by the books that had just been burned to ashes by Karl's rage.

Carl stood by the window; the night was as dark as ink, and the stars were sparse.

It was as if even the universe itself was silent in response to his feelings at that moment.

His eyes flashed with resentment and anger, a strong reaction to the situation spiraling out of control, especially to Long Wen's sudden action!

They casually "borrowed" the big clock!

This is a magical artifact that he has meticulously planned for many years and regards as a key piece in the game!

Carl has no idea what's going on with Longwen.

How could they disrupt their plans so easily!

His clenched fists trembled slightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged like writhing dragons.

This revealed the turmoil churning within him.

However, Karl also knew that Longwen meant no harm.

It's clear that Longwen really came to borrow the big clock, but Karl can't accept it.

Long Wen was completely outside his plans and under his control!

You should know that in the entire universe, Death God Karl is the god with the strongest desire for control!

He even knows most of what the Holy Keisha is like!

Why can't he understand a single dragon pattern?

The atmosphere in the study grew increasingly heavy, as if even the air itself trembled with Karl's anger.

He turned around and started contacting Morgana.

With a light touch of Karl's finger, the communication device slowly activated, and a soft beam of light condensed in the air to form a virtual image of Morgana.

She still had that unruly demeanor, but there was a hint of worry hidden in her eyes.

"Karl, you were looking for me?"

Morgana's voice came through the communicator, sounding somewhat urgent.

Karl took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger, and said in a deep voice.

“Morgana, it seems our plans need to be adjusted.”

"Many things happened that I didn't expect."

"It seems our previous plan needs to be brought forward."

Morgana frowned upon hearing this.

Her image also seemed slightly blurred due to the fluctuations in her emotions.

"Don't worry, Carl. I've run into some trouble too."

"I cannot extricate myself from this situation for the time being."

"Our plans may need to be put on hold for now."

Upon hearing this, a shadow crossed Karl's eyes!

He had absolutely no idea what was wrong!

I heard Morgana's slightly tired voice coming through the communicator.

Karl's brows furrowed involuntarily, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

He gently put down the ancient book in his hand.

"what?"

"Morgana, have you encountered some difficult problem?"

"Please tell me the details, and perhaps I can offer you some ideas."

"If I can help you..."

Karl said slowly.

Morgana's voice, coming through the communicator, carried a hint of barely perceptible helplessness.

“Karl, I’m afraid even you are powerless to help with this matter.”

"However, I'll still tell you about it."

As Morgana spoke, her thoughts seemed to travel back to that unforgettable night, when the moonlight was thin and the stars were hidden.

Everything seemed so unusual.

She recalled Long Wen, that mysterious and unpredictable man, whose appearance was like a bolt of lightning in the darkness!

It instantly illuminated the entire battlefield!

This also made her, who called herself the Demon Queen, feel an unprecedented sense of defeat and humiliation.

Those tremendous forces...

Morgana still can't forget it!

Morgana felt it was necessary to talk to Carl about this.

After all, Morgana and Karl did have a collaboration.

“Karl, I met a man named Longwen, whose power is beyond imagination.”

"I possess a weapon capable of directly tearing apart my third-generation divine body."

"I tried to resist with all my might, but I found that the power was like an abyss, devouring everything I had."

"Even my body couldn't recover from that power."

Morgana's voice was deep and powerful, each word seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of her heart.

Upon hearing this, Karl's expression turned solemn; he could sense the heaviness and unease in Morgana's words.

Anyway, Morgana said... his abilities surpass those of a third-generation god!

Honestly...

This was the first time Carl had ever heard of something so novel.

To know...

Even Kai'Sa couldn't say she was beaten like that by Morgana...

Karl frowned, and Morgana's slightly impatient voice pierced through the cold, mechanical tone, carrying an undeniable sense of urgency.