Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

Chapter 311 Mohe vs. Karl

When Mo He heard what Karl said, his heart suddenly hung in his throat, and he felt that something was wrong.

At that moment, he did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately contacted Chang'e in the moon center space through mental connection, anxiously asking about the key.

"Chang'e, how is the key now? Is there any problem?"

Mo He's voice was full of anxiety, with a hint of barely perceptible worry.

After a moment, Chang'e responded calmly: "The keys are all here with me, everything is normal, there is no problem."

After hearing Chang'e's reply, Mo He's tense nerves finally relaxed a little and he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, new doubts came to my mind like a tide.

According to common sense, a specific key is needed to open the Gate of the Void. Now that the key is safe and sound in Chang'e's hands, how can Carl open the Gate of the Void?

This question was like a heavy rock pressing on Mo He's heart, making him feel vaguely uneasy.

Mo He locked his eyes on Karl, trying to persuade him: "Karl, just give up! You know very well that without the key, you can't open the Void Gate at all. Don't be stubborn anymore!"

The corners of Karl's mouth slightly raised, revealing an expression that seemed like a smile, first he nodded slowly, then shook his head gently, his look was unpredictable.

"Yes, I don't have enough keys in the conventional way."

He spoke slowly and his voice echoed in the void.

After he finished speaking, Karl waved his arm gracefully, and in an instant, violent ripples appeared in the space.

A huge clock slowly emerged and appeared in front of everyone.

The clock has a simple and mysterious shape, emitting a deep light all over, as if it contains endless mysteries.

Every swing of it seems to pluck the strings of time, making a low and shocking sound.

"But I still have it—the big clock!"

Karl's voice suddenly rose, with a fanatical light flashing in his eyes.

The moment Mo He saw the big clock, his heart suddenly shrank, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

The Big Clock is the most powerful celestial computer in the known universe, and the energy and wisdom it contains are beyond imagination.

Since Carl has sacrificed the big clock, he must be using it to accomplish his crazy plan of opening the gate to the void.

No matter how Carl plans to use the big clock, Mo He knows in his heart that he must not sit idly by and must do everything he can to stop it, otherwise the universe will fall into an abyss from which there is no escape.

"Karl, since you are so stubborn and unwilling to turn back, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Mo He's eyes were as sharp as torches, his expression was stern, and his voice was filled with a resolute murderous intent.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the spiritual power around him instantly boiled over and gathered towards his palms like a surging tide.

In the blink of an eye, a spiritual sword emitting a faint glow took shape in his hand.

Mo He swung his arm violently without any hesitation. The giant sword that condensed powerful mental power and was wrapped in a sharp momentum slashed towards Carl swiftly.

Carl stood there like a statue, motionless, with a gentle expression on his face, as if the impending attack was nothing more than a insignificant breeze to him.

However, just as Mo He's sword was about to touch Carl, Snow, who had been standing beside Carl, suddenly took action.

Snow quickly raised his hands, and a thick black mist as thick as ink surged out from his palms.

The black fog seemed to have life, constantly rolling and twisting, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into a huge skull.

A strange red light flashed in the empty eye sockets of the skull, exuding a creepy aura. It opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Mo He's giant sword fiercely.

"Boom!"

There was a deafening roar, as if the entire universe was shaking.

Mo He's spiritual sword and the skull summoned by Snow collided with a loud bang. Two powerful forces erupted instantly, like two planets colliding, triggering a terrifying energy storm.

For a moment, light was everywhere, heat waves were rolling, and the surrounding space was distorted beyond recognition by this powerful force.

Snow took advantage of this impact force, instantly turned passive into active, and launched an attack towards Mo He.

As the messenger of death, although he only has the strength of a third-generation god body, he is in the form of a spiritual entity like Carl.

This special form gave him a unique advantage in the use of spiritual power, and also made Mo He dare not underestimate him in the slightest.

Mo He knew very well that when fighting with an opponent like Snow, he could not get into a protracted war and must end it quickly.

So he took a deep breath, increased his spiritual power to the extreme, and started a fierce battle with Snow using weapons materialized from his spiritual power.

For a moment, the two figures moved quickly in the void, the light and energy fluctuations from the collision of weapons kept flashing, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.

Carl watched the fight between Mo He and Snow coldly for a while, shook his head slightly, and didn't care about the fight in front of him.

Then he turned around, focused all his attention on the large clock in front of him, and began to operate it busily.

His fingers danced rapidly on the operating panel of the big clock, and a series of complex commands were input like flowing water.

As commands were continuously input, the huge dial of the big clock began to spin rapidly, and the internal mechanical structure emitted a low and intensive humming sound, indicating that it was performing high-speed calculations.

Strange data codes flashed and jumped on the surface of the big clock, as if they were deciphering something.

While Mo He was dealing with Snow, he was keeping an eye on Carl's actions.

Although he had no idea what Carl was doing on the big clock, with his keen intuition, he knew that what Carl did must be related to opening the door to the void. If he succeeded, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, Mo He was extremely anxious and had to stop Karl immediately.

So, Mo He changed his mind and silently gave an order in his heart.

Almost at the same moment, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Death Knight Nusa, who had been standing quietly beside Carl.

His figure flashed like a ghost and disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment, he appeared next to Snow.

Before anyone could react, a sharp blade emitting a faint glow appeared in Nusa's hand.

Nusa's movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation. He thrust the sharp blade into Snow's body without hesitation.

Snow was so focused on fighting Mo He that he was unaware of the danger around him.

It was not until a sharp pain like an electric current struck him that he was startled and quickly pulled back.

He looked down at his body and saw a shocking wound on his body. Black mist was constantly pouring out of the wound.

Snow's face was filled with astonishment. He raised his head and looked at Nusa opposite him. He saw that Nusa was holding a sharp blade emitting a strange aura in his hand.

This is the cursed blade that Karl gave to Nusa. This blade is carefully crafted from void stone and contains a mysterious and powerful void power, which is specifically designed to restrain conscious beings.

As a spiritual entity, Snow was caught off guard and suffered a great loss in the face of the cursed blade.

"Traitor!" Snow was furious and roared angrily, his eyes wide open, staring at Nusa, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Being betrayed by his former companions made Snow's anger burn fiercely and almost out of control.

Nusa, however, was like an emotionless statue, with an expressionless face and eyes as cold as a deep pool in a cold night.

Hearing Snow's roar, he did not respond at all, but flashed and pounced towards Snow again like a black lightning, the cursed blade in his hand flashing with a cold light, cutting through the void.

Snow was filled with anger and had no place to vent it. When he saw Nusa attacking again, he met him without hesitation.

The two men instantly tangled together, fists and feet fighting, energy overflowing, and the intensity of the battle was no less than the previous confrontation between Mo He and Snow.

For a moment, the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing intertwined and echoed in the void.