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Its enormous computing power seemed so pale and powerless at this moment, completely unable to understand or analyze everything that was happening before its eyes!

Qin Chuan's existence and methods have already exceeded its comprehension!

"Even...even the black hole engine can't analyze it?! This...this..."

Hua Ye's heart sank into an abyss, and boundless chill and fear gripped every cell in his body!

His greatest asset has completely failed at this moment!

Seeing Qin Chuan's calm yet penetrating gaze turn towards him, Hua Ye was terrified. He no longer cared about the dignity of the Heavenly Palace Master or his revenge plan. His only thought was to escape!

Get out of this horrible place immediately! Stay away from this monster!

He turned around abruptly, his energy surging wildly, as if he wanted to tear open space, open a wormhole, and escape from this battlefield that terrified him!

"Want to leave now? Too late."

Qin Chuan's voice rang out, not loud, but clearly reaching Hua Ye's ears. It was devoid of any emotion, yet carried a chilling and resolute tone, as if delivering a verdict.

He raised his arm again, just as he had previously pointed out the singularity of the black hole, and seemingly casually pointed out another finger at Hua Ye's fleeing figure.

This seemingly casual gesture, when traversing space, appeared to ignore distance, instantly bringing a mysterious and profound sense of locking down, sealing off all possible escape routes for Hua Ye!

Hua Ye, who was desperately revving the engine in an attempt to escape, felt an icy, irresistible, and inescapable premonition of death instantly engulf and freeze him!

Chapter 46 Students and Teachers

Faced with that deadly finger strike, the black hole engine within Hua Ye's body continued to frantically report errors. Countless scarlet warning messages flooded his consciousness like a burst dam, but they could not provide any effective defense or evasion solutions.

The shadow of death, like a cold, giant hand, pierced through the barrier of the fourth-generation divine body, gripping his throat tightly, making even his soul tremble!

"Spare me! Spare me!"

Hua Ye could no longer care about maintaining his dignity as the "Lord of the Heavenly Palace," and screamed hysterically, his voice distorted and shrill with extreme fear:

"Qin Chuan! No! My lord! Your Majesty! I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! I am willing to submit! I am willing to make you my only king! I offer you the entire Heavenly Palace order, all the angelic civilization! I only beg you to spare my dog's life! Please! I am willing to be your most loyal dog!"

He was weeping uncontrollably, looking utterly hideous. All his previous arrogance and pride had been crushed into humble dust in the face of absolute power and death.

However, Qin Chuan's gaze remained as calm as an unchanging deep pool, profound and without a ripple.

That finger, imbued with the laws of destruction and seemingly capable of shattering stars, continued its steady and resolute strike towards Hua Ye's brow without the slightest pause or hesitation. Its trajectory was mysterious and unpredictable, seemingly locking onto time and space, making it unavoidable.

Before the fingertips even arrived, the pure and extreme destructive pressure had already caused Hua Ye's supposedly indestructible fourth-generation divine body to groan under the unbearable strain.

The azure energy halo on its body surface flickered violently and erratically, and then countless tiny spiderweb-like cracks appeared. The most basic structure of the divine body was beginning to collapse and annihilate from the microscopic particle level!

Hua Ye's eyes were filled with the most primal despair and fear. He could clearly feel the foundation of his own existence rapidly crumbling, a process more terrifying than death, a process of returning to nothingness!

Just as his consciousness was about to completely fade away, and he thought he was going to die,

"Teacher Qin Chuan, please calm down for now. Could you please let me have a word to say? After you've heard it, you can decide whether to deal with Hua Ye."

A gentle yet strangely penetrating voice, seemingly capable of calming all the restless energy, suddenly rang out in this shattered star field.

At the same time, a slightly ethereal projection, dressed in a dark blue scholar's robe, silently appeared between Qin Chuan and Hua Ye, as if he had always been there, but no one had noticed.

The newcomer was tall and slender, with a calm demeanor. His face was obscured by his hood, but he exuded an aura of a scholar who was purely pursuing knowledge.

It is none other than Karl, the Lord of the Styx and the God of Death!

Qin Chuan paused slightly in his deadly move. His finger, powerful enough to shatter stars and reduce all things to nothingness, stopped steadily just an inch away from Hua Ye's brow.

The destructive energy swirling around his fingertips pulsed slightly, causing Hua Ye's skin and even soul to feel a burning pain, yet it ultimately did not fall.

Although Qin Chuan did not speak, the pause itself gave Karl an opportunity to speak.

Karl had actually been observing from the shadows all along.

Qin Chuan's method of deciphering black holes was understated and effortless, completely exceeding all the deductions he made based on the theory of the Great Clock and the Void. This had an almost fatal attraction for him, a scholar who had devoted his life to pursuing the highest wisdom.

Therefore, upon his appearance, his first action was not to plead for Hua Ye, but rather, like a student encountering an academic bottleneck and humbly seeking guidance, he bowed slightly to Qin Chuan, his posture extremely humble, his tone filled with pure and intense curiosity and inquiry.

"Teacher Qin Chuan, I am too dull to understand your method of breaking the black hole singularity. It seems to completely violate the physical rules of the known universe, and even transcends the framework of the law of conservation of mass-energy in the void."

"That's not a simple energy counteraction or spatial displacement; it's more like an operation at the level of 'laws' that students can't understand. Could you please enlighten me? What exactly is the principle behind it?"

His humble and eager-to-learn demeanor was incredibly sincere, as if he had instantly returned to tens of thousands of years ago, to the classroom of the Super God Academy, where he was filled with curiosity about the mysterious and profound cultivation methods that Qin Chuan described, which were different from the technological system, and chased after him to ask questions after class.

Upon seeing Karl appear, and instead of saving him, Karl asked what Hua Ye considered nonsensical "academic questions," Hua Ye was so enraged he nearly lost his mind, and with his last ounce of strength, he unleashed a torrent of curses:

"Karl! You son of a bitch! What the hell are you doing here?! Help me! He's going to kill me! Did you hear me?!"

Karl didn't even turn to look at him, but coldly uttered a single word, his voice devoid of any emotion, yet carrying a chill that seemed to freeze the very space: "Shut up."

That icy tone, as if speaking of a failed experiment, sent a chill through Hua Ye as if he had fallen into an ice cave. A coldness even deeper than when facing Qin Chuan's death finger surged from the depths of his heart, making him fully understand his own position:

"He...he doesn't respect me at all! I'm just his tool! A test subject that can be discarded at any time!"

After reprimanding Hua Ye, Karl immediately reverted to his humble student demeanor, bowing to Qin Chuan once more, his posture even more earnest:

"Please do not hesitate to give me your guidance, teacher."

Qin Chuan looked at Karl's unchanging thirst for knowledge and spoke calmly, his voice gentle yet carrying an all-knowing power:

“If you had come in your true form, rather than merely an energy projection that relies on the Great Clock for calculations, I might not have minded discussing things with you.”

Upon hearing this, Karl remained silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing across his face beneath the hood—a mixture of longing, apprehension, and regret, which ultimately coalesced into a pure, restrained sense of pity.

He slowly shook his head, his tone filled with sincere apology:

"I'm sorry, Professor Qin Chuan. My research has entered a critical stage, and at this moment I cannot be absolutely certain that I can guarantee the safety of my true form in front of you. In order to continue exploring the ultimate wisdom of the void and uncovering the final mysteries of life and the universe, I have no choice but to reluctantly give up this opportunity to ask you for your guidance in person."

His tone was incredibly sincere, as if he had missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that could change his perception.

Then, he changed the subject and revealed his true purpose, his tone still calm: "Since I cannot obtain knowledge, I would like to make a deal with you, Teacher Qin Chuan. What do you say?"

"Speak," Qin Chuan said succinctly.

"Before Queen Keisha went to Earth, she left behind the right-wing guardian angel Zhixin to monitor my Death Song Academy. Now, she has naturally fallen into my hands."

Carl spoke calmly, as if discussing a trivial matter, yet he precisely laid out his bargaining chip:

"If you, teacher, are willing to show leniency and let Hua Ye go this time, I will immediately release Zhi Xin and guarantee that she will be returned to you and Angel Civilization intact without any harm during this period."

Completely suppressed and unable to utter a word, Hua Ye could only roar in his heart:

"Who the hell is this? Never even heard of him! He must be some insignificant nobody! A short-skirted girl who's hundreds of years old? How could Qin Chuan possibly let me go for such cannon fodder?! Karl, are you crazy?!"

However, to Hua Ye's surprise, Qin Chuan nodded almost without hesitation and said decisively, "Okay."

His reasoning was simple and direct, yet it deeply moved all your female angels:

"In my eyes, any loyal, brave, and righteous angel warrior is a thousand times better than a corrupt and brutal piece of trash like Hua Ye in terms of life and dignity. What's more, Zhi Xin is He Xi's disciple."

"Teacher Qin Chuan, you are absolutely right. My opinion is the same as yours."

Karl wholeheartedly agreed, even nodding slightly as if he had found a kindred spirit, completely ignoring Hua Ye's almost fiery glare:

"Hua Ye is indeed a complete waste. He has power but lacks the temperament and wisdom to match it. He is greedy, short-sighted, and tyrannical, and has no value whatsoever. If it weren't for the precious void particles used to create the black hole engine in his body, I wouldn't have wanted to save him."

Hearing even his "creator" and "collaborator" bluntly declare him "useless" and "worthless," Hua Ye was so angry that he almost had a mental breakdown.

Unfortunately, he was even deprived of the right to express anger; all he could do was stare wide-eyed and make strange "hoarse" sounds in his throat, like a dying beast.

Carl waved his hand casually, as if shooing away flies, and an invisible stream of data flashed by, completely silencing Hua Ye's ability to express himself, turning him into a silent puppet.

In the end, Hua Ye was a clone "created" by Karl using the data of the Great Clock and the Void Technology. Countless hidden doors and backup plans had already been planted inside him, and his life or death was entirely in Karl's hands.

Immediately afterwards, Karl did not delay any longer and used the authority of the Great Clock to directly open a stable micro wormhole ripple next to him.

The next moment, a figure stumbled and fell out.

With blonde hair, delicate features, and slightly worn white angel armor, she was none other than Angel Blazing Heart.

Her face was somewhat pale, and she seemed a little listless, but her eyes remained alert and determined. Clearly, being imprisoned in Deathsong Academy was not a pleasant experience. However, she had no obvious injuries, and her armor was still relatively intact, although her energy level seemed to be somewhat low.

It's clear that Karl only imprisoned her and did not inflict any additional torture or humiliation.

Essentially, Karl was merely an extremely obsessive seeker of knowledge, whose goals were usually higher levels of knowledge and truth, which is fundamentally different from Hua Ye's perverted nature, who took pleasure in torturing others and satisfying base desires.

After Zhixin appeared, she quickly steadied herself and cautiously scanned her surroundings. When she saw Qin Chuan and the angel legion waiting in the distance, a look of relief and reassurance flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that Zhi Xin had appeared safely and was in relatively good condition, Qin Chuan kept his promise and slowly withdrew the finger that had been resting on Hua Ye's brow, a finger containing destructive power.

The suffocating, terrifying sense of oppression, as if it were about to completely annihilate them, suddenly vanished.

Hua Ye collapsed as if all his bones had been removed, lying on the cold fragments of void, panting heavily, his eyes filled with the extreme fear of surviving a catastrophe and a deep apprehension of Karl's unfathomable nature and his disdain for him.

Karl bowed slightly to Qin Chuan again, his manners impeccable.

"Thank you for your kindness, teacher. I will take this person with me now. Farewell."

After he finished speaking, his blue projection rippled like water.

Along with the limp Hua Ye and the dilapidated Tiangong, a symbol of the glory and sins of the old era, they were swallowed up by the rapidly expanding micro-wormhole and vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

In the shattered star field, only the floating wreckage of warships remained, the angel legion still maintaining its battle formation but with its heart pounding, Zhi Xin still trying to remain calm despite being in shock, and Qin Chuan standing calmly in place, as if he had only done something insignificant.

The turbulent energy currents around gradually subsided, the shattered space slowly repaired itself, and starlight began to fall again, reflecting the desolation and silence of this battlefield.

Thus, Death God Karl's meticulously planned conspiracy, orchestrated with the help of Hua Ye's clone and aimed at overthrowing the foundations of the Angelic Civilization, was utterly thwarted by Qin Chuan's absolute power.

The Heavenly Court of Merlo has temporarily weathered this sudden and devastating catastrophe.

All the angels breathed a sigh of relief, but every high-ranking angel knew very well that the battle against the mastermind behind it all, Death God Karl, and the deeper, more terrifying void world was far from over.

Today's victory is merely a temporary respite in a long war.

Chapter 47 The Queen of Seduction

Although the Angelic Civilization successfully repelled the powerful enemy in this battle, it also paid a considerable price.

Cracks have appeared in the once crystal-clear floating complex, and energy circuits flicker intermittently. Angel warriors move among the broken walls and ruins, and the air is filled with an atmosphere of dust and solemnity.

The entire Heavenly Court of Merlo resembled a wounded giant, slowly but steadily rising again.

In this fierce battle, Yan won the heartfelt recognition and support of all the angel warriors with her decisive decisions, calm command in the face of danger, and the brilliant achievement of finally defeating Hua Ye's main force.

She proved with her actions that she possessed the power and wisdom of the Guardian Angel civilization, and also passed the final test set by He Xi.

Although the coronation ceremony was postponed due to the war, the invisible crown had already been placed on her head, and the authority of the new queen was established the moment the smoke cleared.

Zhi Xin was safely rescued.