Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Hua Ye was so angry that he almost jumped off his throne. His illusory body was so enraged that its energy fluctuations became unstable, distorting like water ripples, and foul language poured out like venom.

Liang Bing simply picked at her ear elegantly, her face full of disgust and impatience, as if she had heard some filthy noise:

"Save your breath, you scumbag. Even when you're about to die, all you can do is ramble on like a shrew. I feel it would be beneath me, a disgrace to my noble dark communication channel, to even say another word to you."

After saying that, she didn't give Hua Ye any chance or room to retort. With a light flick of her slender fingers in the air, she swiftly and decisively cut off the communication without any politeness. Hua Ye's face, which was extremely distorted with rage on the projection screen, disappeared instantly.

"Bastard! Bitch! Slut!"

Hua Ye was furious, feeling that his meticulously planned revenge feast and absolute deterrence had been easily trampled and crushed by the other party.

He abruptly switched the camera to the distant, remaining Taotie fleet, poised to hysterically issue a new, even more insane order to exterminate them:

"Let's see how many times you can stop me! All fleets, listen up! Full firepower, saturation fire..."

Before he could finish his command, his voice was as if it had been gripped by an invisible, cold hand, stuck in his throat.

The projected image presented a horrifying scene that left him, and indeed all known advanced civilizations in the universe who observed this scene through various cutting-edge means, breathless, trembling, and collectively speechless.

Above the remaining Taotie fleet, the void of space, which should have been empty, was silently torn apart by an incomprehensible, absolute force.

A "heavenly sword" whose size cannot be accurately described in any language appeared out of thin air.

It is not forged from any known metal or substance, but rather is composed of countless cosmic laws, physical principles, and pure, destructive energy condensed into substance.

The Taotie's warships are all like moving steel mountains, enormous, ferocious, and covered in weapons.

However, before this celestial blade that stretches across the cosmos, seemingly capable of cleaving through galaxies and severing time with a mere stroke, they are as insignificant as humble dust in a storm, or as insignificant specks of ink on a grand painting.

On the blade, countless profound runes containing the ultimate principles of the universe are born and die, flowing endlessly, evolving from birth to end.

Time and space are completely distorted, blurred, and rendered ineffective near its edge, so that even light cannot escape normally, and a terrifying, distorted halo surrounds it.

An indescribable, terrifying will that transcended the level of life emanated from the Heavenly Blade, like an icy, absolute zero tide, silently sweeping across the entire star field and brushing against the hearts of every observer.

It is an absolute "existence," a supreme "judgment," and a final declaration of life and death over all things.

Even when viewed from a distance of light-years, Hua Ye felt as if his illusory body was being pierced and burned by that cold, emotionless will.

A chill emanating from the deepest recesses of his soul, a chill of absolute annihilation, surged uncontrollably, making him tremble and want to flee.

The Taotie fleet has gone completely mad.

All the warships' alarm systems emitted the highest frequency, piercing screech that signified ultimate destruction!

All the warships recklessly unleashed all their firepower at that heavenly blade.

Main guns, secondary guns, missile pods, energy beams, pulse bombs, and even the last remaining antimatter bombs... like desperate moths drawn to a burning flame, they formed a dense and futile rain of energy that bombarded everything.

At the same time, all warships pushed their engine power to 200%, disregarding the structural collapse and damage to the hull, and poured all their energy into the shaky shields, frantically and chaotically fleeing backward and in all directions!

I just want to stay away from that heavenly blade, even if it's just an inch away!

However, all their attacks were like throwing mud into the sea when they came into contact with the distorted, law-level force field around the Heavenly Blade. They couldn't even make the runes flowing around the Heavenly Blade flicker in the slightest.

Their combined energy shield, which was enough to briefly withstand the bombardment of the planet-destroying cannon, was as thin as a soap bubble blown by a child in front of the Heavenly Blade, losing all meaning.

The moment this heavenly blade appeared, their fate was already sealed, completely predetermined, with no room for change.

Destruction became the only truth.

There was no earth-shattering sound, no dazzling explosion of light and shadow, not even a violent fluctuation of energy. The Heavenly Blade simply and gently fell, in a way that transcended the concept of speed, as if it were destined to be so.

The movements were slow and graceful, yet they carried an absolute will to sever cause and effect, shatter eternity, and judge everything.

The next moment, all the enormous and ferocious Taotie warships in the scene, regardless of size, class, or how far they had escaped, disappeared.

They were all as if they had been directly "deleted" from the level of existence by the creator with the highest authority, silently and completely transformed into the most basic cosmic particles, leaving not even a slightly larger fragment or a trace of residual energy.

The massive fleet that gathered the last essence of the entire Taotie civilization, the invading force that dominated a star field and brought countless deaths, was completely annihilated by this casual strike, as if it had never existed.

All the cosmic civilizations that witnessed this scene were now utterly silent in their command centers.

Whether it was Angel Nebula, Demon One, Blazing Sun Heavenly Dao, or other distant beings, they all fell silent before this absolute power, feeling their own insignificance and fragility.

The rage on Hua Ye's face had vanished, leaving only uncontrollable horror and a chilling, venomous fear that he couldn't suppress, spreading wildly down his spine. Cold sweat almost soaked through his non-existent back.

He knew that Qin Chuan had definitely made the move!

Apart from him, there is no other being in the known universe who possesses such power that transcends understanding and tramples on the rules!

The fear of Qin Chuan that Death Karl had almost forcibly erased from his heart, deeply rooted in his soul, was now like a prehistoric beast breaking free of its chains, almost about to break through all restraints and take over his entire mind again.

"Hmph...Hmph!" Hua Ye forced himself to remain calm, trying to straighten his back and use bluffing to dispel the chill in his heart, but his voice trembled. "Playing tricks! It's nothing but a show to scare people! A smokescreen!"

"Fuck you!" Despite his weakened state, Ge Xiaolun couldn't resist seizing the opportunity to sneer, his tone filled with immense satisfaction. "Morgana is right! You're just a stupid idiot who doesn't even realize he's about to die! Trash! Did you see the principal's power?!"

Hua Ye screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his voice completely distorted by extreme fear, becoming shrill and laughable:

"I am the Illusionary Body! The Fifth Generation Divine Body! Immortal and indestructible! Keisha cannot kill me! Liang Bing cannot kill me! Qin Chuan cannot kill me either! The void is eternal! I am the future! Who can kill me? Who can kill me? Who can…"

His barking stopped abruptly.

An unprecedented, chilling, and pure sense of impending death surged forth from the deepest recesses of his heart and from every energy unit of his illusory body without warning!

It was as if a bottomless ice abyss had swallowed him up in an instant!

Hua Ye's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, his whole body trembled violently, and all his voice and arrogance were stuck in his throat by the cold premonition of death.

Under his horrified gaze, the terrifying celestial blade that had just wiped out the Taotie fleet, which should have been countless light-years away, the blade of absolute killing composed of laws and will, was now before him.

Ignoring the distance of space and the characteristics of the illusory body, out of thin air and strangely, from the very center of his own chest, from the inside out, with that absolute will to sever cause and effect, destroy eternity, and judge everything, he slowly and irresistibly slashed out!

It was as if his very existence was a mistake that needed to be completely erased.

Chapter 57 The Death of the Grim Reaper

The blade slashed out from Hua Ye's heart without the slightest resistance, as if it were a seed of destruction that had grown from the deepest part of his soul.

The blade flashed like water, clear and bright, yet it reflected his suddenly contracted pupils.

This arrogant king of scum only now realized that his illusory body, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as a cicada's wing in the face of this strike containing the supreme laws of the universe.

Where the blade passed, the very fabric of spacetime trembled slightly, as if responding to some supreme call. Every atom groaned, and every inch of space shuddered.

Hua Ye's source of power, his supposedly immortal illusory body, is collapsing at a visible rate.

Countless tiny particles of light scattered from the part of him that had been struck, like shattered stars, drawing their final light trails in the void, both magnificent and tragic.

In the instant of his demise, a massive amount of spacetime data surged through his fading consciousness like a burst dam; it was proof of his existence, and also evidence of his manipulation.

At this moment, Hua Ye was shocked to realize that he was not a complete original body at all.

He was nothing more than a copy meticulously created by Death God Karl using spacetime data, a tool used to test Qin Chuan's true strength!

This realization made him more desperate than death itself.

“Karl! I’ll fuck you…”

Endless regret and resentment turned into a final, unfinished curse.

Hua Ye, the once invincible king of the universe, along with all the data traces of his existence, was completely reduced to nothingness by this one strike.

There was no rebirth, no turning back, only utter annihilation, as if he had never existed.

The command room was deathly silent, with only the faint hum of the instruments reminding everyone that time was still ticking away.

The members of the Super Soldier Squad stared blankly at the spot where Hua Ye had disappeared, but there was no joy of victory on their faces.

The repeated fierce battles had already left these young soldiers exhausted, and now they were even more surprised and doubtful.

An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air, like the calm before a storm.

"Is it... over?"

Rui Mengmeng asked in a low voice, her voice filled with uncertainty, her hand holding the longsword trembling slightly.

Ge Xiaolun sighed heavily. His black armor was covered in battle scars, some of which still crackled with tiny sparks: "Kill one, and another one comes. It's never-ending..."

His expression revealed a deep weariness, a result of both mental and physical exhaustion.

Zhao Xin, panting heavily, instinctively gripped his spear, glancing warily around, his muscles still tense: "This time we took down Hua Ye, the next one... could it be that Death God Karl himself coming?"

As he spoke, he scanned every shadowy corner with his eyes, as if an enemy might pounce out from there at any moment.

Their concerns are not unfounded.

From the Taotie invasion to the Triangular War, and then to Hua Ye's surprise attack, this series of disasters has left a heavy psychological shadow on these young soldiers.

Every time felt like the final battle, every time a new and formidable enemy appeared, hope was ignited again and again only to be extinguished once more.

However, they did not know that Karl, the God of Death, at the Death Song Academy in the Styx Galaxy, not only had no intention of making a move, but also felt a deep-seated terror emanating from the depths of his soul.

Through the monitoring of the large clock, Karl clearly saw the entire battle process.

When he witnessed Qin Chuan's single strike annihilate Hua Ye, a crack appeared on his usually calm face for the first time—the most instinctive astonishment a researcher would show when faced with an incomprehensible phenomenon.

Hua Ye is an illusion, and like him, he is theoretically immortal!

The fact that Qin Chuan could kill Hua Ye so easily means that he also has the ability to completely destroy him!

This deduction sent a chill down Karl's spine, a long-lost emotion called "fear."

What chilled Carl even more was that, through the feedback from the large clock, he detected a terrifying fact:

Qin Chuan's strike not only killed Hua Ye at "this moment," but also went back along the timeline, completely erasing all of Hua Ye's data from all points in time!

This terrifying understanding and application of the rules of spacetime caused Death, who had always been dedicated to studying the void and ultimate fear, to feel a sense of awe for the first time.

"It seems my research is still too superficial..."

Karl muttered to himself, his tone devoid of emotion, but the slight whitening of his fingers as he gripped the ancient book betrayed the turmoil within him.

The void truth he pursued throughout his life seemed so insignificant and laughable in the face of the immense power displayed by that single strike.

However, Karl's reluctance to cause trouble again did not mean that Qin Chuan would let him off the hook.

The instigator of all this, the culprit who spread empty ideas and caused countless disasters, was kept alive by Qin Chuan simply to give Earth's civilization enough tempering.

Now, the Earth has endured three calamities, and the Super Soldier Corps has grown rapidly, having achieved its purpose of tempering.

Therefore, there was no need for Karl to continue existing.

In the starry sky, the invisible celestial blade that had annihilated Hua Ye and the Taotie fleet did not dissipate. Instead, ignoring the distance in space, it instantly appeared in the Styx Galaxy, above the eerie and ancient sky above the Death Song Academy!

Its appearance was without warning, as if it were meant to be there, blending into the starry sky.