As soon as he said that, an indescribably terrifying pressure spread out, and the Temple of Darkness, which was as large as a star, trembled.
The various Supreme God Kings immediately felt uneasy. As the Evil God of Chaos, Morgan was one of the most terrifying existences in the entire universe. His age was even older than the universe, and it was rumored that he had existed since the birth of the universe. Countless star regions were his territories, and countless galactic races were his clans.
Morgan's territory was boundless, and the number of his clans was also extremely large. Many galactic races didn't even know that they were Morgan's clans. They were muddle-headed and ignorant, doing their best to reproduce and survive on their own planets.
If there were no accidents, they probably wouldn't know that they were the clans of a terrifying Evil God until their entire race was wiped out.
"That person who dares to snatch Morgan's clans is going to be in big trouble!"
All the Supreme God Kings thought. At Morgan's level, what he cared about the most was undoubtedly his face.
His clans were Morgan's private property, equivalent to his cattle and sheep slaves. Even if it was a lowly and lowly clan, he wouldn't let anyone touch it, because only he could deal with his private property. If others touched it, it would be a slap to his face.
"Who dares to act so recklessly? I'm willing to capture that thief on behalf of Allah! "
A Supreme-Being stood up and bowed respectfully to Morgan.
"That thief who snatched the clans is just a thief. There's no need for Allah to take action personally. I'm willing to serve Allah!"
Another Supreme God King stood up.
"If Allah agrees for me to take action, even if I have to search the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I'll definitely capture that thief and bring him before Allah."
One after another, the Supreme God Kings spoke one after another, flattering Morgan.
They were all clear that the person who snatched Morgan's clans was definitely a hothead. They reckoned that he didn't even know what kind of disaster he had gotten himself into. If it was those truly terrifying existences, they definitely wouldn't offend Morgan for a mere clan. This was also why the Supreme God Kings dared to ask for Morgan's help without any qualms.
"Do you think that I'm useless and can't lift my blade?" Morgan snorted coldly, his words containing overwhelming pressure.
All the Supreme Divine Kings were so frightened by his temperamental behavior that they broke out in cold sweat. They hurriedly said, "I definitely don't mean that!"
"This one is loyal to Allah and only wants to share Allah's burdens …"
"Shut up!"
Morgan said as he picked up a cup of Imperial Wine and drank it in one gulp.
Even if he sold a highly developed civilization planet, he still wouldn't be able to afford this cup of Imperial Syrup.
"If this Evil God wants to kill someone, why would I need the help of others? Even if he crosses the edge of the universe and escapes into the vast Chaos Sea, I can still kill him with a flick of my finger. "
"Almighty Allah!"
"Allah is invincible in the world, all the small fries are ants in front of Allah."
"Wiping out the universe and destroying the galaxy, there will no longer be a god like True Lord in this world!"
The supreme Divine Kings all praised him in unison.
They seemed to have boot-licked correctly this time, as Morgan revealed a slightly proud expression.
"Sit down, all of you. Watch how this Evil God executes his divine ability to kill that little bastard. It can be considered as the appetizer of this banquet."
He ordered, and the supreme Divine Kings sat down obediently, not daring to mention anything about "serving".
Morgan waved his hand, and an image of the starry sky immediately appeared at the top of the hall. He began to use his great divine ability, and countless dense karma threads appeared one by one on the surface of his body.
Very quickly, Morgan found the karma thread that had been snatched from the clan tribe, tore it apart, and threw it into the image of the starry sky.
Boom!
The image of the starry sky shook violently, and the image flickered and changed constantly. It was like the most advanced technological detector, flying across the universe at a speed faster than the speed of light, tracking the location of the person who had snatched the clan tribe tribe.
After half a cup of tea's time, the image of the starry sky had already spanned a distance of trillions of light years through the tracing of karma. The image flickered and changed constantly, showing shocking scenes one after another, from gamma-ray bursts, to the collapse of neutron stars, to the helium flash of stars …
Finally, the image stopped on a blue planet. As the view zoomed in, the outline of a second-tier city appeared in everyone's field of vision. In a corner of the city, there was an inconspicuous small shop. The signboard of the shop had the words "Qidian Internet Cafe" written on it.
"That person is hiding in this room."
Morgan sneered. "How dare you steal this Evil God's spawn? This Evil God can crush your entire planet with a single finger, let alone a small, run-down house."
"True Lord's Karma Tracing Technique is truly the best in the world!"
"Seeing True Lord display his divine ability has truly opened my eyes!"
"Daring to offend the majesty of True Lord, that person's True Spirit is destined to be destroyed, never to reincarnate. No one can save him."
Seeing that the outcome had been decided, the supreme Divine Kings once again praised in unison. A few benevolent Divine Kings felt pity for this azure planet.
Morgan was not a kind person. In order to avenge his clan being robbed, there was no doubt that not only would he kill the initiator, but he would also destroy this planet. In any case, these were billions of innocent lives.
Amidst the flattery, Morgan directly zoomed in on the interior of the Internet cafe.
The lights were dim, and a row of computers with black screens were as quiet as tombstones. A young man sat behind the counter, his fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard.
"What?!"
The moment the young man's appearance appeared in the starry sky image, the supreme Divine Kings in the Temple of Darkness, who had been praising Morgan nonstop, instantly disappeared. Everyone's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.
They saw that the young man was wearing a white shirt. Below the neck, he looked normal, but above the neck, something was wrong!
Endless Primal Chaos mist covered his face, surging and boiling like boiling water. Even though they were separated by trillions of light years, the supreme Divine Kings could still feel the terrifying power of the surging Primal Chaos. Just a small wisp of it was enough to crush the eternal heavens and break the long river of time!
"He … Who exactly is he …"
A Divine King trembled, his expression horrified.
The other Supreme Celestial Kings were in the same situation as him. They felt an indescribable fear engulfing them. They had the urge to escape from the Temple of Darkness at all costs. However, their instincts told them that they absolutely could not escape!
They might not die if they did not escape, but if they escaped, they would definitely die!
At this very moment, in the Temple, the most fearful person was actually Morgan.
He was an Evil God that was born from the Chaos. He knew better than anyone else how precious and terrifying the Chaos was. Even He had spent trillions of years and only managed to refine a small strand of the Chaos Origin Energy. But this young man in the picture … He was actually using the Chaos as a mask!
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