Super God: Kissing an Angel at the Beginning, Building an Empire

G-74 star system.

The ultimate showdown on the virtual battlefield has come to a dramatic end.

That was not an ordinary energy annihilation.

It was not a tragic end with the collapse of the divine body.

When Ye Chen's extremely calm yet chillingly cold voice uttered his "greeting" to Karl.

The core computing space of the entire virtual universe became stagnant.

The high and mighty holy Keisha.

The unruly and rebellious demon queen, Liang Bing.

Their massive computing cores, large enough to calculate the entire galaxy, fell into absolute silence for a moment.

It was almost completely shut down.

Their consciousnesses were like two statues petrified by time.

It floats silently in the vast and boundless core space of the virtual universe.

Their "gaze" is like a probe of truth piercing through endless illusions.

It directly crosses the barrier between the virtual and the real world.

They were fixated on that area on the star map.

That place is clearly marked as the "Styx Galaxy".

That is the real-world location of Karl's Deathsong Academy.

Then, in the invisible flow of information.

They "saw" it.

I witnessed a terrifying scene that transcended all known laws of the universe.

The physical aspects of the real universe.

That once thriving galaxy is now eerily quiet.

Nothing happened.

It lacks the dazzling, all-consuming light of a supernova explosion.

There was also no gravitational disturbance caused by planetary collapse.

Not even a trace of excess energy radiation escaped from that area.

It was as if nothing had ever existed.

Styx Galaxy.

And so, under their "gaze".

It disappeared without a sound.

It was not completely destroyed by conventional forces.

It was not torn to pieces by the explosion.

It was... completely erased.

It was forcibly deleted from the three-dimensional existence of the universe.

Just like a supreme creator.

Dissatisfied with a grand depiction of the universe.

I casually erased one of the unsightly stains with an eraser.

That location.

All that remained was an absolute, pure two-dimensional plane.

It sends chills down your spine.

A "trace" that is forever fixed in the background of cosmic spacetime.

It was as shocking as a brand.

"This...this is..."

Liang Bing's face always wore a cynical smile.

At this moment, all the blood had drained from his face, leaving him as pale as a corpse.

Her consciousness, composed of countless data points, trembled slightly uncontrollably.

That wasn't because of fear.

Rather, it is an instinctive tremor at the unknown power.

This was not the excitement or anger she usually displayed when facing powerful enemies.

Rather, it is a primal, uncontrollable tremor stemming from life's encounter with a higher-dimensional power.

It is a subversion of the meaning of its own existence.

She proclaimed herself the embodiment of chaos and depravity.

He once took pleasure in destroying Keisha's righteous order.

He has personally caused countless deaths and destructions.

She has witnessed countless cruel ways of dying.

He also personally sent countless lives into nothingness.

But this is the form of "death" before our eyes.

It completely overturned her cognitive system that she had built up over tens of thousands of years.

The chaos and destruction she was so proud of seemed so insignificant.

This was no longer the war she understood.

It was not the kind of killing she was familiar with.

It is not a level of destruction that any known technology could achieve.

This is... dimensional reduction.

It is the most thorough, ruthless, and unreasonable erasure of a lower-dimensional being by a higher-dimensional being.

"A weapon that delivers a devastating blow."

For the first time, Queen Keisha's voice carried an indescribable dryness and heaviness.

The sound seemed to come from the depths of the distant universe.

Her vast treasury of celestial knowledge is currently operating at a speed exceeding all limits.

To attempt to analyze and understand the phenomenon that just occurred in the real universe.

however.

All analytical models.

All theoretical frameworks.

Faced with the cruel and bloody reality of "dimensional reduction attack".

They all seem so pale and powerless.

Like a child's scribbles.

Her knowledge base does indeed contain theoretical conjectures about high-dimensional attacks.

There has also been a vague description of "ultimate fear" by Principal Kieran.

Those are the most profound mysteries of the universe.

But those were all just theoretical deductions on paper.

It is a spying through an endless fog.

It has never been truly verified in reality.

until now.

When Ye Chen truly brought this ultimate weapon, which only existed at the pinnacle of theory, to life before her.

That shock truly pierced through her divine body.

Keisha finally understood the terror that was enough to make even the gods despair.

It was a kind of nothingness that transcended life and death, directly confronting existence.

"How...how could he possess something like this?"

The cold, icy voice was somewhat ethereal.

It seemed to come from a distant echo.

It was full of unbelievable things.

She subconsciously looked at Ye Chen's terrifyingly calm consciousness.

Just how many secrets is this man hiding?

"This is no longer within the scope of technology in the known universe."

"This...this is taboo!"

"Liang Bing said in a trembling voice."

Her tone was filled with awe and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

Ye Chen slowly withdrew his gaze.

His expression remained calm and composed.

It seemed like just a trivial thing.

Not even worth mentioning.

His deep, starry eyes looked at Keisha and Liang Bing.

It contains profound meanings that ordinary people cannot understand.

……

In the real universe.

A desolate star system far removed from the known routes of civilization.

At this moment, a hidden ship is floating silently.

This is the garbage dump of the universe.

It is filled with the remnants of dying stars and broken planetary belts.

And a region of strong gravity strong enough to tear apart any ordinary matter.

It is a forbidden zone that life cannot easily venture.

A strangely shaped, stealthy ship that appears to be pieced together from countless irregular black crystals.

It is silently suspended in the shadow of a giant gas planet.

It blends into the surrounding darkness.

Its surface has no portholes.

There are no visible thrusters.

It resembles an ancient coffin floating in the deep sea.

It exudes an aura of deathly stillness.

Inside the ship.

It was a huge, empty, pure white space.

There are no unnecessary decorations.

It only has a cold, technological feel to it.

The center of the space.

A humanoid figure made of pure energy was trembling violently at that moment.

It was Death, Karl.

"Cough...cough..."

A violent cough originating from the core of consciousness rang out.

That was his instinctive reaction after his consciousness suffered a severe blow.

In front of him.

The silhouette of the large clock appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Its surface is covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it could collapse at any moment.

The runes that were once running smoothly have become dull and lifeless.

More than 20% of them have been completely extinguished or died.

This symbolizes the enormous damage suffered by the large clock.

just now.

The moment that incomprehensible and irresistible wave of "two-dimensionalization" swept through the Styx Galaxy.

The shadow of death loomed over him.

Carl achieved a high degree of integration with the large clock.

And his profound understanding of the theory of void.

In a fraction of a second, he made the most insane, and perhaps the only, decision that would allow him to survive.

He overloaded the main clock's processing core, concentrating all energy in an instant in hopes of a chance of survival.

He utilized the immense energy generated in that instant, enough to tear apart dimensions.

It forcibly created an extremely tiny and extremely unstable temporary "dimensional bubble" around itself.

That was his last hope.

It is precisely this "dimensional bubble" that even Planck time could not last.

He barely escaped the fate of being directly "flattened" into a painting.

He narrowly escaped death.

But at a cost.

It was so devastating that it was unimaginable.

It almost exhausted his billions of years of accumulation.

His consciousness.

Along with the large clock that is integrated with him.

It was almost severely damaged by that dimensional reduction attack.

It is on the verge of collapse.

He lost Deathsong Academy.

He lost all the physical resources he had accumulated over millions of years.

All those precious research materials on the void were also lost.

more importantly.

He lost direct informational connection with most of the known universe.

It has become an information island.

He didn't know what method Ye Chen used.

They actually isolated him from the universe.

This prevented him from ever gazing upon the Milky Way again.

Today's him.

It's like a supercomputer whose network cable has been forcibly disconnected from the internet.

The processor is still there.

However, it has become an isolated information island cut off from the world.

"Ye...Chen..."

Karl's consciousness pronounced the name, word by word.

There was no anger or hatred in his voice.

He also lacked his previous indifference towards all things in the world.

There was only one kind of almost pathological obsession, mixed with extreme fanaticism.

Those eyes gleamed with a longing for unknown power!

He lost.

A crushing defeat.

The defeat was so great that even the very foundation of its existence was completely shaken.

He lost all material support.

But he saw it too!
He saw the door to a higher-dimensional world that he had dreamed of and had spent tens of thousands of years searching for!
"That's it...that's it!"

"This is the true void! This is the ultimate truth!"

Karl's consciousness fluctuated violently.

That was the ecstasy of knowledge being overturned and then reconstructed.

A kind of ecstatic joy mixed with sudden enlightenment.

And the immense pain of losing everything.

This conflicting emotion made him both excited and desperate.

He always believed that by "borrowing" the power of the void through the Great Clock to study death, he was on the path to the ultimate truth.

Only now did he realize how terribly wrong he had been.

What he pursued was nothing more than the superficial edge of emptiness.

The power that Ye Chen displayed was on a higher level.

It is the understanding and application of the fundamental rules of the universe.

Far beyond his imagination.

"I need...I need to get it!"

"at all costs!"

At this moment, Karl's obsession was elevated to an unprecedented level.

They became more paranoid and fanatical.

He slowly raised the "hand" made of energy.

A gentle wave.

A faint yet pure void fluctuation emanated from his fingertips.

This fluctuation disregarded distance.

It ignores the laws of physics.

It pierced directly through this desolate star field.

A brief and urgent message was sent to some unknown being, hidden in a deeper dimension.

[Coordinates (lost) have been detected, suggesting a potential user of 'Dimensional Weapons'.]

[Requesting guidance from the 'Observer'.]

……

G-74 star system.

In the core space of the virtual universe, after a brief period of deathly silence, Queen Keisha's voice finally broke the long silence.

"He escaped."

Queen Keisha's voice carried a hint of weariness.

His tone, however, was absolutely certain.

She sensed Karl's residual energy.

Her gaze shifted from the area on the star map that represented "nothingness".

It landed back on Ye Chen.

The eyes are complicated.

"Ah."

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

This is not surprising.

Everything was as he expected.

Given Karl's control over the Great Clock and his understanding of the Void Theory, annihilating it in a single attack would be an almost impossible task.

Moreover, Ye Chen's purpose this time was to "deter" and "teach a lesson".

It is not "extinction".

Carl had even greater uses.

He needs Carl to live.

To live is to deliver a crystal-clear signal on his behalf to those "things" hidden deeper in the universe, watching everything.

"Aren't you afraid that by doing this, he will completely fall into the void, causing even greater trouble?"

A cold, icy voice rang out.

With a hint of worry and confusion.

She has recovered from the initial shock.

She looked at Ye Chen with a complicated expression.

Trying to glean something from his calm expression.

She found that she understood this man less and less.

His every move seemed to contain a profound meaning that ordinary people could not understand.

Unfathomable.

"He has already fallen into the void, hasn't he?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Ye Chen's lips.

His eyes held a keen understanding of Karl's true nature.

"Moreover, I want him to cause even bigger trouble."

Ye Chen's tone was chillingly calm.

Yet it is filled with unquestionable decisiveness.

"Only when a real threat arrives."

"When everyone feels that despair that is enough to shatter everything."

Ye Chen's gaze swept over Keisha and Liang Bing.

The voice was like a resounding bell, shaking the very soul.

"Only in this way can our so-called 'integration' truly and without reservation proceed, without any selfish motives."

"Otherwise, there will always be a sense of luck, and there will always be selfishness."

Ye Chen's words were like the sharpest blade.

It revealed the last vestige of their innermost fantasy about the future.

It directly points out the drawbacks of civilization.

Keisha and Liang Bing fell silent again.

Their consciousnesses remained still.

They were processing Ye Chen's cruel yet truthful prophecy.

Ye Chen's words were like the sharpest knife.

It revealed the last vestige of their innermost fantasy about the future.

This forces them to confront the harsh reality.

Yes.

Even though an agreement has been reached for a virtual universe showdown.

Even though they already knew about the existence of the void threat.

They still had reservations.

But deep down, it's both the arrogance of an angel and the freedom of a demon.

Neither of them was truly prepared to fully integrate into another civilization.

That kind of integration means self-sacrifice.

Ye Chen is using the most cruel and direct method.

They pressured them.

It also forces the entire known universe to comply.

Go and face the future you have to accept.

There is no way out.

"The show is about to return to our home turf."

Ye Chen's gaze returned to the virtual battlefield where fierce fighting was still raging.

That was his real focus.

“I’ve thrown that little fish, Karl, back into the abyss.”

Ye Chen's voice carried a hint of contempt.

It was as if it were just a trivial interlude.

"Now, let's see what kind of big fish can be raised in this pond."

His words were full of profound meaning.

This foreshadows an even more magnificent future.

His words trailed off.

The intensity of the war throughout the entire virtual universe seemed to be under his will.

It was pushed to a new climax once again.

The flames of war instantly engulfed the entire galaxy. (End of Chapter)