In the game "Super God": 800 Astartes at the start!

Saint Gilles couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth when he thought about how the weasel had drained his spiritual energy and forced him into a fierce battle.

This weasel even claimed that it wasn't a god, but that it had awakened to the essence of the subspace and was a fusion of a higher-dimensional soul.

Even though it was stronger than most lesser gods, it couldn't withstand the yellow weasel's powerful psionic attack.

While Saint Gilles was inwardly cursing the weasel's deeds, the fleet had already jumped to the Styx system and was heading at high speed toward Deathsong Academy.

Death Song Academy.

Death God Karl learned through the monitoring of the Great Clock that the Angel and Saint Gilles were leading a fleet towards his hometown, but he felt no panic or surprise.

The family's assets have already been transferred, and there are no resources or important things left in Death Song Academy.

Carl had long anticipated this day would come.

Karl was even less worried about his own life. He wasn't afraid of being killed at all, since he was already a phantom body at this point, and the body that moved in the known universe was just like a projection. No matter how many times he was killed, he would regenerate.

Immune to all physical means and conventional energy attacks.

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"What brings the Angel King and the Lord of Humanity to Death Song Academy?"

Death God Karl stood outside Deathsong Academy, gazing at the fleet in the sky, his tone calm and natural, showing no sign of panic.

"Karl, you know perfectly well why we're here. Prepare to die!"

Saint Gilles had no interest in chatting with Death God Karl; he simply raised his hand and unleashed a powerful psionic attack, just like the one used by the yellow-skinned monster.

Countless brilliant golden energies converged in front of Karl into a giant palm, firmly locking onto Death Karl, and slapping him away.

With a loud "BOOM!", Death God Karl was slapped hard into the Death Song Academy behind the road like a kite with a broken string.

It smashed a huge hole in the wall, and dust filled the air.

Karl was completely dumbfounded by this powerful psionic attack.

"What's going on? I'm feeling pain? No, this is bad!"

Death God Karl lay amidst the rubble, feeling a searing pain in his body. He hadn't experienced this in ages; having upgraded to a phantom form, he shouldn't be able to feel the pain of a physical attack.

It should be that you feel nothing at all and cannot cause any harm.

That energy slap just now wasn't made of void energy.

Karl was completely baffled, but he knew that the only thing he was certain of was that Saint Gilles from ten thousand years in the future might really have the ability to kill him!

Thinking of this, alarm bells rang in Karl's mind, and he was no longer as calm as before. He prepared to use the Great Clock to teleport himself away and run away.

However, just as Karl began communicating with the dark dimension and using dark energy to spatially transfer himself, he was completely dumbfounded.

A look of astonishment crossed his face: "Huh? What's going on?! Why is my rate of dark energy manipulation so inefficient?!"

At this moment, Karl's dark energy was negligible, if not nonexistent. If his previous rate of dark energy usage was like a mighty Yangtze River, now it was like dewdrops on green leaves in the morning, dripping slowly and despairingly.

If you rely on speed to accumulate energy and escape, you'll be long gone by the time you get there.

"Damn it! It must have been caused by Saint Gilles' golden slap just now!" Without any hesitation, Death God Karl decisively chose the suspect.

Aside from Saint Gilles, who had traveled from ten thousand years in the future, he couldn't think of anyone else who could have such an ability to deal with him.

"Could it be? Was that golden energy just now real void energy? That's why it could harm me?" Karl's mind raced as he began to analyze whether Saint Gilles's energy slap was truly void energy.

If it is true void energy, then everything makes sense; the void is omnipotent.

Meanwhile, Saint Gilles and the others came to the ground and walked step by step toward Death Karl, their heavy footsteps growing louder as they approached.

Saint Gilles, along with his offspring and the angel Yan, leisurely traversed the ruins and arrived before Death, Karl.

Saint Gilles watched Death Karl's constantly changing expression, noticing the undisguised surprise and doubt on his face, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Oh, Karl, what's wrong? Why are you in such a sorry state? Are you feeling like you can barely draw upon your dark energy?"

Before Karl could reply, Saint Gilles continued, his tone full of praise and surprise: "I must say, Karl, your skills are truly amazing. That blockade you just created would be completely imperceptible to anyone else, and they wouldn't be able to access any dark energy."

And you, you can actually manipulate dark energy, that truly surprises me and makes me realize my own shortcomings.

Saint Gillespie paused, her smile becoming exceptionally genuine: "Thank you, Carl, I will remember your help."

In fact, when Saint Gilles realized that his psionic energy could cause considerable damage to Karl, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally thought that his psionic energy could not harm Karl at all.

Unexpectedly, Karl's current illusory body was roughly equivalent to his soul body, and his physical body was a projection of his soul.

My own psionic sinus is a dual-wielding combination of mental and physical attacks, and against a pure soul, it inflicts tons of critical damage.

If Karl were still a fourth-generation or fifth-generation god, even if he burned the opponent to ashes, he would not be able to completely kill the opponent.

Burning one's soul? People in this world don't have souls, so what's the point of burning one's own?

Karl successfully created a weakness for himself; in the current world, indeed no one has the means to kill Karl, who is similar to a spiritual entity.

But isn't this just a coincidence? Saint Gilles's psychic coercion has a special effect on souls!

At this moment, Karl realized that Saint Gilles wanted to kill him completely, and his composure in the face of imminent collapse was finally shattered.

"Your Majesty, Lord of Mankind, spare my life! I am willing to join your empire and serve you."

"I believe that the scientific and technological achievements I have made over the past tens of thousands of years will be of help to you."

At this moment, Karl's tone became urgent and humble, begging Saint Gilles to spare his life, as he had not yet witnessed the true arrival of the Void.

Saint Gilles knew all too well that villains die from talking too much. Although he wasn't a villain, he wasn't an absolute hero either. If he triggered such a law and Karl escaped unscathed, hiding all over the universe and stabbing him in the back, that would be a huge problem.