Super God: Opening the game with the Golden Lightning Curse

In this dead silent atmosphere, the Grim Reaper Carl stood there like a wooden sculpture.

The eyes that used to be as deep as the abyss were now filled with astonishment. The originally meticulous golden hair was now spread out like overgrown weeds, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

If someone who is familiar with him witnessed this scene, their jaw would probably drop to the ground in shock, and the inherent majestic image of the Grim Reaper Carl in their minds would instantly collapse.

Death Karl has always been seen as a calm and composed person by everyone.

It seemed as if everything in the world was under his control, and any difficult problem could be easily solved by him.

He is like a chess player who is detached from the world and can manipulate all situations at his fingertips.

However, for him, this miserable appearance at this moment is a rare sight in a thousand years, or even a once-in-a-millennium spectacle.

This undoubtedly showed the world that at this moment he was facing an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, an opponent who left him powerless to fight back and almost in despair.

You know, under normal circumstances, all the god-level civilizations in the known universe are very wary of the God of Death Carl and the Styx civilization he represents.

It is an indisputable fact that the technological level of the Styx civilization is unique in the known universe.

Even those arrogant and god-like civilizations, no matter how unwilling they are to admit it deep down in their hearts, cannot change this ironclad reality.

Take the demon queen Morgana for example.

In the original work, she had personally admitted that the technology mastered by the God of Death Carl was one level higher than that of the demon civilization.

The Angelic Civilization, a civilization that has always been known for its strength, pales in comparison to the technological prowess of the Styx Civilization.

Among them, the sub-biological engine is also a type of void engine.

But compared to the extremely powerful black hole engine in the hands of the Grim Reaper Carl, it seems insignificant.

It is no exaggeration to say that the technology controlled by the God of Death Carl is unique in the Super God Universe, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the strongest.

But such a god who stands at the pinnacle of technology and controls the powerful Styx civilization has now been forced into such a situation.

But if you think about it carefully, this seems to make sense.

Because the enemy he faced was the nightmare-like Lu Renjia.

After all, Lu Renjia can be regarded as the embodiment of destruction.

Wherever it passed, god-level civilizations fell.

The Angel Civilization and the Demon Civilization, two of the top three civilizations in the known universe, were reduced to ashes in his hands, and the Fiery Sun Civilization also failed to escape his clutches.

It can be said that the several once glorious god-level civilizations in the known universe were all destroyed under Lu Renjia's ravages.

Death Karl knew that although he possessed powerful strength and unparalleled technology.

But in order to win this life-and-death battle, they must grasp a key factor - they must never let Lu Renjia seize the initiative.

Because according to the calculation of the big clock, in this battle, whoever can take the first shot and successfully hit the opponent will have a greater chance of winning.

It's like a thrilling game, and the one who strikes first seems to hold the key to victory.

It is for this reason that Death Karl has been in a state of high tension during this period of time.

Every nerve in his body was like a taut bowstring, and he was on high alert at all times, fearing that Lu Renjia would suddenly launch an attack.

In his opinion, in this battle, either he would kill Lu Renjia instantly, or he would be instantly wiped out by Lu Renjia.

Both sides possessed enough power to destroy each other, and the possibility of mutual destruction forced him to be extremely careful.

At this moment, the fast-moving mind of Death Karl seemed to suddenly catch a hint of inspiration, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be that Lu Renjia has been watching me from the dark? Is he deliberately making small noises one after another to test my cards?"

Once this idea took root in his mind, it spread quickly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was extremely high. During this period of time, his dependence on the big clock had reached an unprecedented level, almost to the point of blind faith.

The powerful calculation and prediction capabilities of the big clock dominated his time these days.

But because of this, he gradually neglected his own advantages and confidence, and his vision became narrower and narrower, like a beast trapped in a maze.

You only see the road ahead, but forget that you have the power to break through the difficulties.

“Hu…” Death Karl took a deep breath, trying to calm his panicked heart, “It seems that I am too nervous.

The Death Song Academy is surrounded by such a powerful defense system, coupled with the strict detection of the big clock.

Even if it was him, Lu Renjia, it would be impossible for him to break through the defense line and invade here quietly.

Thinking of this, Death Karl felt as if a big stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground, and he was no longer worried about whether Lu Renjia would suddenly launch a surprise attack.

He thought to himself, if the defense of the angel civilization could hold out for a period of time under Lu Renjia's attack, how could he, the God of Death Carl, not be able to withstand even that little bit of time?

All the worries before were just because I was too nervous, which led to serious errors in judgment.

"It's not too late to adjust our mentality now. We just need to get ourselves in good shape and face his arrival head-on. If he doesn't show up, then those cannon fodders are not completely useless. We can let them attack Blue Star and force him to show up."

The cannon fodder mentioned by the Grim Reaper Carl - those beast warriors.

The purpose of their existence in this battle is only to distract Lu Renjia's attention and create some chaos, so as to buy more preparation time for the Grim Reaper Carl.

But the real killer move is the void beast that has always been hidden in the dark.

In the plan of the God of Death Carl, those beast warriors were just minor characters who accompanied Lu Renjia to destruction, and the void beast was the key to determining victory or defeat.

In the dark, Karl, the god of death from twelve hundred years ago, watched all this quietly.

When he saw himself calm down, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He secretly rejoiced, thinking that in this state, even if he could not win the battle, he could at least ensure that he would be invincible.

However, he didn't know that his thoughts would greatly speed up the countdown to his death.

At this time, Lu Renjia was still thinking about teasing the Grim Reaper Carl and enjoying his panic-stricken expression.

But now, watching the self-consoling look of the Grim Reaper Carl, he gradually lost interest.

The corners of Ren Jia's mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

When he casually glanced at the God of Death Carl from twelve hundred years ago, the other party was struck by lightning.

All of a sudden, all the hairs on my body stood up and an ominous premonition came to my mind.

Twelve hundred years ago, the God of Death Karl had not yet become an illusion. His divine body could still be harmed and he could even feel the pain of death.

"Is he trying to use me against my future self?"

When the God of Death Karl, who lived twelve hundred years ago, recalled the look given by Lu Renjia, he felt cold all over, as if an invisible chill was running from the soles of his feet straight up into his heart.

He had a strong premonition that a huge disaster was about to befall him.

Lu Renjia pulled his clothes over with a relaxed look on his face and wiped his mouth casually, as if he had completed a boring farce.

"It's time to end this game. After watching him perform for so long, it's time for me to really take the stage and perform."

His voice was low and cold, like a verdict from hell, foreshadowing the imminent end of the God of Death Carl.