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Turbulent void.

Utrecht looked down at his palm.

The numbness in the tiger's mouth had not yet subsided; it was a long-lost pain.

how many years?

Since achieving Great Perfection and refining the main godhood to become the Lord of Destruction.

Aside from the occasional sparring session with Ouf, he had almost forgotten about this tingling sensation.

"happy."

Utrecht looked up.

In his eyes, which seemed to contain endless rules of destruction, a tangible black flame ignited.

There was no anger.

Only the fervor of seeing a prey.

"Your body..."

Utrecht's deep voice pierced through the turbulent spatial currents, clearly reaching the ears of every chief god.

"It's even stronger than I imagined."

"Even those super divine beasts born in hell are not as physically strong as you."

Raven held the seemingly unremarkable black greatsword in one hand and casually twirled it.

Click.

The surrounding spatial fragments were once again pulverized.

"It's just that I eat a lot."

Raven was telling the truth.

But to the surrounding gods, this was the ultimate Versailles.

eat?

What could you eat to get like this?

They also consume rare and precious medicinal herbs and elixirs.

But who can eat their way to the point where they can withstand a full-force attack from the Dominator without getting hurt?

"My physical body has long since reached the limits of the main artifact."

"Unless it's a supreme artifact..."

"Otherwise, even if a main artifact were to hit me, at most I would only hear a bang."

Raven didn't hide anything and openly revealed one of his trump cards.

The limits of the main artifact!

A collective gasp arose from the crowd watching in the distance.

Beirut's small eyes widened, and his beard trembled.

Even this God-Devouring Rat, with its extraordinary talent and indestructible body, dared not claim that it had reached the limit of the main artifact.

That's a theoretical concept.

This means that every cell in the body is comparable to the most advanced materials used in divine artifacts.

"good!"

"What a powerful ultimate artifact!"

Utrecht burst into laughter, his laughter echoing through the void.

His long black robe fluttered in the wind, releasing an aura of destructive power without reservation.

This time, he no longer saw Raven as a new challenger.

Rather, he is a formidable rival who is on par with him and who requires his full strength to overcome.

"Warm-up is over."

Utrecht's black spear jerked violently.

The intricate runes on the gun suddenly lit up, a manifestation of the rules of destruction.

"Raven, catch it."

"I won't hold back at all in this next move."

Raven lowered his eyelids slightly, and slowly raised the Chaos Greatsword in his hand, its tip pointing directly at Utred.

"I couldn't have gotten it."

Before he could finish speaking...

The two figures disappeared at the same time.

Boom—

This time, the clash was no longer a mere exchange.

It was a disaster.

The spatial turbulence spanning hundreds of millions of miles felt as if it had been roughly kneaded by an invisible giant hand.

The colorful energy storm burst as easily as a soap bubble in the face of this terrifying shockwave.

Those gods who had hidden far away only felt the scene before them distort.

The movements were completely invisible.

All that can be seen are two balls of light and shadow frantically entangled and colliding.

A mass of absolute black represents pure destruction.

The other clump was a chaotic gray, which was Raven's power, a strange energy mixed with the mysteries of various laws and the power of the Taotie.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The dense sounds of impact merged into one, finally turning into a long, sharp whistle.

Each impact felt like a heavy hammer blow to everyone's soul.

"That's too powerful..."

A fire-elemental god was pale-faced, and the divine power shield in front of him flickered, clearly indicating that he had been severely affected by the aftershocks.

"Is this the power of the ruler of the rules?"

"Even without using the supreme artifact, this power completely surpasses ours."

"That kid Raven... no, I mean Raven Overlord."

Another water-based deity swallowed hard, his eyes filled with awe.

"He actually pulled through!"

"And it's a head-on confrontation!"

The center of the battlefield.

Raven felt like his blood was on fire.

Cool!

This is the kind of battle he wants.

Utreid's spear was as fast as lightning, each strike containing the perfect rules of destruction; its destructive power was enough to easily pierce the defenses of any high-ranking god.

Moreover, this marksmanship is extremely tricky.

It appears to be grand and sweeping, but in reality, it conceals deadly intent.

Each thrust blocked Raven's escape routes, forcing him to fight head-on.

But is Raven afraid of a head-on confrontation?

joke.

Taotie's favorite thing is head-on confrontation.

"Open it!"

Raven roared.

The Chaos Greatsword in his hand had no fancy techniques; it was just about slashing, hacking, smashing, and sweeping.

simple.

rough.

But with the added power and speed, this is the most unbeatable sword technique.

The greatsword and the spear clashed wildly in the void.

Mars?

No.

What was ejected was not sparks, but fragments of shattered space and turbulent currents of laws.

Utrecht grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

In terms of skill, he might have a slight edge.

After all, he was a veteran ruler who had lived for countless years and had an extremely rich combat experience.

But in a contest of strength, he was actually at a disadvantage!

Each clash of weapons sent an extremely powerful force through the spear, making his arm go numb.

How is that possible?

He is the Lord of Destruction!

The most powerful rule-ruler!

"This kid's power seems inexhaustible."

A fierce glint flashed in Utrecht's eyes.

We can't keep wasting time like this.

He could sense that Raven's condition was not declining; on the contrary, he was becoming more and more excited as the battle progressed.

Like a ferocious beast that has just woken up, it is awakening its bloodthirsty instincts through battle.

Don't let yourself get caught up in his rhythm.

Utrecht suddenly retreated, instantly creating a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

"Raven."

"Take this soul attack!"

Utrecht's voice became ethereal and indifferent.

He put away his spear.

He made a strange hand gesture in front of his chest.

In an instant.

The turbulent void stretching for hundreds of millions of miles seemed to freeze.

All the colors disappeared.

Only black and white remained.

A huge, semi-transparent black phantom slowly emerged behind Utred.

That was not a phantom of any mythical beast.

That was a "god" formed entirely from the rules of destruction.

It has no facial features and no limbs.

There was only a blurry human silhouette.

But the moment this phantom appeared, all the watching gods felt a chill run down their spines.

It's as if just one glance would suck your soul in and utterly annihilate it.

"A natural talent?"

"wrong!"

"This is the most powerful soul-destroying move that Utrecht developed by combining his own innate divine abilities—Destroying the God Realm!"

The knowledgeable and wise chief god exclaimed in surprise.

Utrecht had only used this move once before, when facing the master of fate, Of.

That time, even Auf had to temporarily avoid the limelight.

Raven stopped what he was doing.

He could feel an invisible wave locking onto him.

There's no escaping it.

This is a lock at the rule level.

As long as he is in this universe, no matter where he escapes, this blow will strike his soul.