Super God Academy: The Stranger

Morgana saw that Karl's giant skeleton had also stopped moving, and without saying a word, she spread her wings and tried to leave this space and escape through the spatial wormhole. There was no hope of turning the tide, so she had no choice but to take a gamble.

"Heh, trying to run away?"

Qianmu gave a mocking laugh and said with some disdain.

You started the fight, you chose the battlefield, and now you want to taunt people when you win and run away when you lose? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

So come back, Morgana!

"Universal Guidance!"

Chimu assumed a posture as if he were feeling pain, but the move he unleashed was the complete opposite of Shinra Tensei, the Bansho Ten'in.

As Morgana ascended into the air, she felt an overwhelming and unstoppable gravitational pull coming from behind her. Even though she desperately flapped her wings and mobilized her dark energy, she was still getting closer and closer to the source of the gravitational pull.

Morgana's demon legion stepped forward, ready to pave a bloody path for her departure with their own flesh and blood.

Qianmu had lost patience with these mortal flies. With a wave of his hand, a rain of white light fell.

Each ray of light transformed into a spear of light, striking each demon precisely and stripping it of its proud power, reducing it to a mere mortal.

A torrential downpour of demonic rain instantly descended from the sky, the sound of splattering echoing everywhere.

Then, under Qianmu's orders, the angels captured all the demons who had lost their power, and executed them on the spot if they resisted, so as not to waste energy.

"Bitch!"

"Ato! Sheeyi!..."

Morgana watched as one of her men turned into a free-roaming chicken, then into a bound chicken, calling out the names of one of her men after another.

Unfortunately, this is not a world of idealism, and Morgana is not some positive figure representing love and justice.

No matter how much the demons struggled, it was all in vain.

……

"You son of a bitch!"

"Karl, save me!"

"You bastard, release your queen!"

Morgana struggled incessantly, trying to escape the powerful gravity emanating from Qianmu's palm, but all her efforts were in vain, because she could not interfere with the material level at which Qianmu controlled gravity.

In contrast, Qianmu was able to interfere with the material and energy structure of Morgana's technology, rendering its algorithm ineffective.

They even shamelessly used the Void Engine to attack Morgana's Dark Dimension, weakening her resistance.

After struggling for a long time, Morgana finally fell into Qianmu's hands.

"Sizzle~"

A star projection suddenly appeared not far from Qian Mu.

Death God Karl still wore his ever-changing dark blue robe with gold trim, the wide hood obscuring his handsome face, giving him an air of calm and detached composure.

Qianmu watched him with great interest, Morgana in his hand already powerless to resist.

"The Heavenly Saint King's methods are truly remarkable; I'm starting to regret it."

Karl glanced at the captured demon legion, then returned his gaze to Morgana, who had fainted in Qianmu's arms, and said calmly.

Qianmu guessed that it wasn't that he regretted provoking him, but rather that he hadn't been able to kill him with a single blow when he was certain of success.

Furthermore, looking at Qianmu's expression, which was as calm as a dead man's, Qianmu didn't see much emotion.

Ha, I guess most of the emotions have been lost, and Liang Bing is probably the only thread left. No wonder he's licking it so much.

"Time is fair; no one can turn back the clock. It's pointless to talk about this now," Qianmu said, unmoved.

What's the use of regretting it now? It wasn't like that when a supernova exploded.

It's just that fortunes change, and the balance of power shifts.

If Qianmu died in the supernova, do you think Karl would say things like "I regret it"?

"I know that you have always had a special feeling for this demon queen. From Liang Bing to Morgana, from student to death god, it has never changed over tens of thousands of years. There is even a portrait of her hanging in your Deathsong Academy."

As he spoke, Qianmu weighed the hundred or eighty jin in his hand.

"What price do I need to pay to redeem Liang Bing?" Karl asked directly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Karl's words, Qianmu suddenly burst into laughter.

Death God Karl frowned, his face turning grim. He didn't know why Qianmu was laughing, but he was certain it wasn't a good thing.

"Karl, do you remember what you said back on Emerald Star?" Qian Mu stopped laughing, his gaze turning icy as he stared at Death Karl. "I asked you: Killing you all wouldn't be too much to ask, would it?"

"What was your answer back then?" Qianmu asked, emphasizing each word.

"Since you've taken action, it means accepting hatred is the right thing to do, it's only natural."

"That's exactly what they said back then."

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Death God Karl's eyes narrowed, and his tone turned cold. "I'm not without leverage to annoy the angels. Nobody wants to see a lose-lose situation."

Seeing that bribery was ineffective, Karl began to change tactics and resort to coercion.

"Oh? You mean that expired ancient evil god Hua Ye?" Qian Mu casually revealed Karl's trump card. "Or are you confident that you can open the void and remain unscathed?"

Qianmu's words made Karl fall silent for a moment. He hadn't expected that Qianmu knew about the trump card he had left behind.

Hua Ye could still deduce it using Ruoning's words, but opening the void...?

Thinking of Qianmu's consistently confident demeanor and his disdainful attitude even towards the void, Karl considered a possibility.

"Are you the ultimate fear? Do you originate from the void?"

Qianmu's origins are extremely mysterious. Even the Angel Civilization only knows about Qianmu after he arrived on Kak Star, and has no idea about his true origins.

In addition, there is an extremely mysterious technological inheritance that far surpasses his own understanding of the void.

Therefore, when all of this is connected, there is only one truth: Qianmu is a void life form from the void, and the inheritance is the inheritance of Qianmu as the successor after the destruction of the civilization, which is why there is no material legacy.

After hearing Karl's guess, Qianmu was also dumbfounded. Karl's imagination was so wild that it was a pity he didn't write novels. Moreover, he was able to fill in the plot holes in the whole story in a self-consistent way. He was simply the seed of a master.

Upon hearing Karl's words, both the angels and the captured demons turned their attention to Qianmu.

Even Ruoning and Angel Leng, who were entangled in a dispute, were separated, which shows how explosive this matter was.

The new king of the Angelic Civilization actually came from the void!

If an ordinary person said this, they might not believe it. Do you even know what the void is? You're just spouting nonsense here!

However, this came from Karl, a well-known expert on the Void, which immediately increased its credibility by 80 percentage points.

Everyone looked at Qian Mu, wanting to see what this great figure, the Heavenly Saint King, who was suspected to be a remnant of the Void, would have to say.