A strange light flashed in Karl's eyes, and he responded with feigned anxiety.

"What? You've been attacked?"

How are you doing now?

"Are you hurt? Tell me your location, I'm coming right away!"

However, Morgana's response was as cold as ice.

"Stop pretending with me, Karl!"

"Your approach won't work on me."

"His attack could even shatter my third-generation divine body in one blow. That kind of power is something I have never encountered before."

"The wound can only regrow, but it can never fully recover."

Her voice carried a hint of despair, but even more so, a deep fear of the unknown enemy.

Karl was silent for a moment, as if weighing something, before slowly speaking.

"Who is he?"

"You at least need to tell me his identity or some clues before I can consider how to deal with it." His tone became more serious, clearly indicating that he had realized the gravity of the situation.

Morgana snorted coldly, as if she could see Karl's hypocritical face through the screen.

"Stop pretending, Carl, you have no idea what my situation is like right now..."

“That guy, we had a brief ‘cooperation’ before, but it turns out he was a completely uncontrollable factor.”

"If you're capable of dealing with him, then go ahead and try."

"But remember, don't act rashly if you're not absolutely certain."

"I have sent his information to you via an encrypted channel. Take a look for yourself."

"Remember this... if you're not confident, never mess with him!"

As Morgana finished speaking, Karl's communicator screen flickered with complex light and shadow, a sign that the encrypted message was being decoded.

He quickly adjusted the settings on his communicator, focusing all his attention on this unexpected intelligence.

On Karl's side, a special light signal broke the silence; it was an urgent communication from Morgana.

Carl lightly touched the screen with his finger, and the information unfolded.

A clear portrait came into view—that face!

It was Long Wen who had just caused quite a stir here.

Upon seeing this, Karl almost broke out in a cold sweat!

The image of the person in this message is none other than Long Wen!

That's the Longwen that almost demolished this place just now!

Karl's pupils contracted slightly, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

"It's actually him?"

He muttered to himself, his voice tinged with disbelief and a hint of wariness.

The light from the large clock cast dappled shadows on his face.

This made his expression appear even more profound and unfathomable.

"you know?"

Morgana's voice came through the communicator, tinged with urgency and doubt...

Karl sighed softly.

"I wouldn't say we know each other..."

"But right now, he's in front of my big clock, using it to study what kind of girl she seems to be..."

"Research?"

"Studying girls?"

Morgana's tone was tinged with surprise and confusion, as if the phrase had touched upon some deep-seated memories within her.

The unforgettable image of Long Wen involuntarily surfaced in her mind!

And everything he did to himself!

Those moments, full of power and passion, still make her heart race and her cheeks involuntarily flush.

This guy...

It's so strange!

He even did it on his lower body before...

I don't even know what kind of serious research this is...

"Oh well... never mind, let's not dwell on the past."

Morgana shook her head vigorously, trying to clear her mind of those chaotic thoughts.

She took a deep breath and gave the instructions again.

"Karl, you must be careful!"

"Long Wen is a man whose actions are always unpredictable and extremely dangerous."

Karl nodded, a deep thought etched on his face.

He looked around. The clock still shone brightly, but now it seemed to carry a sense of urgency.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, bringing a glimmer of hope.

"I know what to do."

Karl's voice was firm and powerful as he quickly began operating on the screen, a series of complex commands leaping from his fingertips.

It's as if they're weaving an invisible net, preparing to capture the unknown that's about to arrive.

To be honest, Karl's feelings at this moment were complicated and hard to describe.

He sat on a throne constructed of dark matter energy, his gaze piercing through the endless void.

The anger he felt towards Long Wen was like a gravitational wave at the edge of a black hole.

The surging emotions had to be suppressed and kept quiet.

He knew that taking matters into his own hands would only complicate the situation further.

However... he had already laid out every move in the game.

Karl lightly touched the photon screen in front of him, and with a flick of his finger, a communication request that spanned the stars was quietly sent to the holy city of angels.

The communication signal traversed the vast sea of ​​stars, like the most inconspicuous yet most steadfast shooting star in the night sky, breaking the tranquility of the cosmic night.

...

In the City of Angels.

Inside a palace made of dazzling light, Angel Yan, who had just finished her journey on Earth, was...

He was reporting the details of Earth to Queen Keisha with an indescribable solemnity.

Her voice, like heavenly music, echoed in the spacious and solemn hall.

Every word carries a deep longing and responsibility for that blue planet.

Just then, an unexpected communication interrupted her report.

Queen Keisha's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything in the universe, flickered slightly.

Then, a faint smile appeared on her lips, as if she had everything under control.

"Karl's communications?"

She murmured to herself, her tone containing both expected indifference and a hint of barely perceptible vigilance.

"Yes, Queen."

The angelic attendant beside him responded respectfully, projecting the communication screen onto the huge light screen in the center of the hall.

In the picture, Karl has a cold expression and his eyes flash with complex emotions.

"Queen Keisha, I have learned of Morgana's hiding place..."

Upon hearing this, Keisha's eyes instantly sharpened like swords. She stood up, her cloak billowing in the wind.

Her long, golden hair shone with a sacred light in the sunlight.

"It's time to go to the River Styx and get some answers from Karl."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Angel Yan had some doubts upon hearing this.

"Just the few of us, Queen?"

She asked softly, her tone tinged with caution.

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