In that space filled with the aura of death, the faces of the two Death Gods, Karl, instantly turned ashen.
The veins on their foreheads bulged like serpentine snakes, each one clearly visible, as if about to burst through their fragile skin.
Large beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads like broken strings of pearls, each drop reflecting the excruciating pain they were enduring.
Neither the Grim Reaper Karl from the present time nor he who has traversed twelve hundred years have ever tasted such pain.
This pain, like a surging black tide, instantly overwhelmed them, leaving them utterly defenseless.
"ah!!!"
A piercing scream shattered the deathly silence of the space. The sound, like the desperate roar of a wounded beast, echoed in the air, sending chills down one's spine.
Their bodies began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, as if controlled by a force from hell.
Their faces grew paler at a visible rate, as if the vitality of life was rapidly draining from their bodies.
Lu Renjia stood to the side, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with amusement.
He truly hadn't expected Death God Karl to react so violently.
After all, those demons, and even the members of the Super Soldier Squad, had long been accustomed to all kinds of pain in countless brutal battles.
The pain of losing an arm is something they've long been accustomed to.
However, Death God Karl was completely different. Not only was he the way he is now, but perhaps from the day he was born, he had always been protected by the god of fate in a greenhouse without pain.
For him, being able to endure the pain of having his fingers crippled was already the limit.
Now, his forearm has been broken, and the excruciating pain is like a bolt from the blue, causing him unbearable agony.
Karl, the Grim Reaper of this era, had bloodshot eyes, his heart burning with a mixture of anger and pain.
He attempted to attack Lu Renjia, but before he could make a move...
Lu Renjia's gaze, as cold as a blade, fell on his other hand.
"Click-click-click-click!"
Five crisp, cracking sounds, like ice splitting, rang out in the silent space. Those were the sounds of Death God Karl's five fingers, bones and all, being crushed twelve hundred years ago.
Each sound was like the death knell tolled by the Grim Reaper, striking the depths of Karl the Grim Reaper's soul again and again.
The ten fingers are connected to the heart; for someone who has never felt such excruciating pain, this is especially true.
This pain was undoubtedly a fatal blow, like a raging tsunami that utterly destroyed his will.
Karl, the Grim Reaper of this era, was like a soulless shell, writhing in agony on the ground.
His body was contorted into all sorts of bizarre postures, like a drunkard struggling in endless pain.
Meanwhile, Karl, the god of death from 1,200 years ago, was also tormented by excruciating pain and unable to move.
His eyes were white, and he kept spitting out white foam, which flowed down the corners of his mouth and soaked his clothes.
His whole body was trembling violently, as if he were possessed by a demon. His hair was disheveled, and he was extremely disheveled. His former lofty and majestic demeanor had long since vanished.
Lu Renjia had no intention of letting Death God Karl off so easily.
As the sixth son, it's time for him to pay the price for his actions.
It would be too unfair to let him go so easily, especially for Morgana and Angel Yan who have been suffering all this time.
Lu Renjia thought to himself that he was a loving, fair and selfless judge.
Looking at Death God Karl sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, Lu Renjia sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
However, at that moment, Death Karl on the ground suddenly sprang up.
Suddenly, a void dagger emitting an eerie light appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Death God Karl, like a black lightning bolt, pounced on Lu Renjia with lightning speed, even faster than the Holy Keisha.
"Die!" Death God Karl's roar was filled with resentment and madness.
For a long time, everyone thought that Death God Karl was just a scholar who was obsessed with research and could not fight.
He himself always made this claim to the outside world in order to lower other people's guard against him.
But is that really the case?
Is Karl, the God of Death and Lord of the River Styx, really just a powerless cripple?
Lu Renjia didn't believe it at all.
He knew that even if Death God Karl really couldn't fight, he could master combat skills in an instant with the help of the Great Clock.
Therefore, Lu Renjia remained completely calm in the face of Death Karl's sudden attack.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss; he had long ago predicted Death God Karl's next move through his Observation Haki, which he had cultivated to its extreme.
His Observation Haki grants him the ability to briefly foresee the future and even understand the deepest thoughts in others' minds.
In Lu Renjia's eyes, the two Death Gods, Karl, acted just like real people.
Their realistic acting was so convincing that he couldn't help but want to award them an Oscar.
Lu Renjia slightly raised his eyes, and in an instant, a terrifying energy erupted from his body.
The energy surged like a raging torrent, sweeping towards Death God Karl with overwhelming force.
Death God Karl had just stood up when he was sent flying backward by the powerful energy.
The void dagger in his hand, under the influence of this force, broke free from his control and flew straight towards Lu Renjia.
Lu Renjia reached out and grabbed the dagger from the void, which landed in his hand.
With a "whoosh," Lu Renjia flicked his wrist, and the Void Dagger transformed into a black streak of light, flying towards Death God Karl.
It moved as fast as a shooting star.
The dagger plunged straight into the head of Death Karl, but surprisingly, it was a phantom version of Death Karl.
The Void Dagger pierced his head as if it were passing through a cloud of empty air, causing him no real harm.
"A mere trick, you think you can ambush me?" Lu Renjia sneered, his eyes full of mockery.
However, even as Death God Karl was sent flying backward, he sneered.
With the help of Lu Renjia's energy surge, his body instantly transformed into a dense cloud of black mist.
The black mist, as if it were alive, lunged towards its 1200-year-old self.
Once they merge, Death Karl will be able to possess both a phantom body and a physical body simultaneously.
The combination of these two forms, along with the power of the two giant clocks, will bring his strength to an unprecedented and terrifying level.
"Once we become one, everything will go as I wish. I also want to thank you for bringing me from 1200 years ago, Lu Renjia!"
The voice of Death Karl echoed in the void, filled with smugness and madness.
Even the Grim Reaper Karl, who lived 1,200 years ago, struggled to reach out his hand despite the excruciating pain.
His eyes gleamed with a longing, a yearning for liberation from suffering and the attainment of great power.
He couldn't wait to merge with his future self, 1200 years in the future, as quickly as possible.
He believed that if the fusion was successful, he would be able to escape this endless torment and regain control of the situation.
However, how could Lu Renjia not know what they were thinking?
Just as they were about to touch, there was a "snap" sound.
The whole world seemed to have been paused, and time suddenly stopped.
The black mist that was the illusory form of Death God Karl was only 0.001 centimeters away from Death God Karl from 1,200 years ago, so close that they could almost feel each other's presence.
Lu Renjia did not confine their minds; he wanted them to see each other clearly.
Feeling the despair of something so close yet unattainable, savoring the pain of wanting something you can't have.
"Tch, why aren't you continuing the fusion?"
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