Marvel: God-Tier Talent—Infinite Critical Strikes! Chapter 151: Space Shatters! The True Bodies Descend!

The two great demons were both ruthless and decisive.

Since they had made their decision, they naturally acted without hesitation.

Shuma-Gorath's gigantic eye glanced over in that direction. His gaze turned vicious, and several of the enormous tentacles around him suddenly severed themselves. Four of them broke off at once.

Those tentacles burst apart violently, exploding into a mist of indescribable color.

With a savage, monstrous screech, Shuma-Gorath inhaled.

That strange mist was sucked straight into his mouth.

Shuma-Gorath's body trembled, and his enormous eye beca bloodshot once again.

In an instant, his power beca terrifying, as though he had broken through his own limits.

Shuma-Gorath did not waste this hard-earned surge of power.

He struck directly at the space beside him with that overwhelming strength.

The barrier Karl had created earlier with his powerful Spatial Power was instantly shattered by that terrifying force.

In the empty sky nearby, a massive pitch-black hole appeared.

A strange, indescribable aura spread outward from within.

phisto did not hesitate either.

Behind him, a colossal shadowy figure appeared, wrapped in vague, indistinct darkness.

Fiery-red lava seed to erupt in outer space.

In the vacuum, where no dium should have existed, a pungent sll of sulfur actually appeared.

An incomparably enormous black castle erged.

A tall figure sat high upon a throne, staring at this place.

That was phisto's true body.

One of Hell's most powerful Hell Lords.

Perhaps he had already existed since the very birth of Hell itself.

After all these years, no one knew just how powerful phisto truly was.

Most of the ti, phisto's true body remained in Hell.

But now, phisto moved.

That towering figure rely took a single step forward.

Terrifying power imdiately manifested.

Creak!

Creak!

An ear-piercing sound rang out, as if so colossal being were forcing its way into this space.

The surrounding space filled with countless cracks.

phisto's true body entering this world was enough to shatter the surrounding reality.

phisto's avatar directly rged into his true body, instantly increasing his strength by several degrees.

phisto descended from Hell.

But Shuma-Gorath was even more savage.

Compared to phisto, this demon who had holed himself up in Hell, Shuma-Gorath was far more ferocious.

He had always wandered throughout the entire Multiverse. If he disliked a world, he devoured that world.

If he disliked a planet, he swallowed that planet.

He was so unrestrained, so wildly arrogant, and yet he still had not been beaten to death.

That alone proved one thing: Shuma-Gorath was truly powerful.

Using the power brought by destroying part of his own body, Shuma-Gorath directly summoned his true body.

For a mont, the sky was blocked out by so kind of monster.

Looking up, everything was covered in black shadows.

An entire dinsion directly overlaid itself onto the space of reality.

One could even sense that the surrounding space, and reality itself, seed to have been altered by so overwhelming force.

A gigantic tentacle rely brushed past Earth.

Over a hundred satellites exploded instantly.

Compared to his true body, Shuma-Gorath's avatar was simply laughable, like a child's toy.

The oppressive force brought by this monster was simply astonishing.

Although his aura was still at the Skyfather level, with such an enormous body, how could an ordinary Skyfather-level being possibly compare?

However, Shuma-Gorath was also extrely intelligent.

He knew that against an opponent like Karl, whose abilities were so versatile, such a huge body would only beco a burden.

The countless surrounding phenona disappeared rapidly, and his body also shrank at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, he beca only slightly larger than a human.

He stood together with phisto.

Powerful ntal Force pressed directly toward Karl.

"Surrender, human!"

"As a reward, I can allow you to live under my enslavent."

Shuma-Gorath spoke with extre arrogance.

phisto, anwhile, stared greedily at Karl and licked his lips.

It was obvious at a glance.

This fellow was craving Karl's soul.

Hearing Shuma-Gorath's words, Karl looked at him with an absurd expression on his face.

"As your slave? Or your plaything?"

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Do you actually think I would agree?"

"If you refuse, your soul will beco our food."

Shuma-Gorath looked at Karl with extre greed.

As demons, what they loved most were the souls of intelligent lifeforms.

Whether they devoured those souls or used them to create puppets, the souls could be turned into combat power with the highest possible upper limit.

The stronger the soul, the better the effect.

And clearly, Karl's soul was an extrely powerful soul.

In their hands, it would definitely produce an enormous effect.

"You want my soul?"

"Then let's see whether you have the ability to take it."

"Do you really think you can kill with this level of strength?"

Karl smiled disdainfully.

"What an arrogant, conceited human. You have no idea how powerful our true bodies are."

"You can only tremble before our divine might!"

Shuma-Gorath burst into wild laughter.

"Then let our hands decide the truth."

Karl smiled as he spoke.

"I'll attack first!"

Seeing how imposing his two allies were, Kaluu imdiately shouted, as though the miserable sight of him being chased and beaten by Karl earlier had never happened.

He was just about to make his move.

But Karl raised his hand.

"Wait."

The three opponents across from him stopped.

"What is it, human? Are you going to surrender?"

phisto spoke.

"Surrender?"

"No, no, no. You're dreaming too beautifully."

"It is completely impossible for to surrender."

"I just feel that fighting here won't be satisfying enough. Why don't we fight sowhere else?"

"Earth is right next to us."

"If our battle affects Earth, then none of your plans will matter anymore."

Karl spoke.

phisto and Shuma-Gorath glanced at each other and thought about it.

That was true.

If the battle really affected Earth, they might not even have ti to collect the souls before all the souls on Earth scattered and vanished.

Then what had they co here for?

It would be completely aningless.

This kid was too fierce.

They might even suffer a huge loss.

That would not be worth it at all.

"Fine."

"Where do you want to fight?"

phisto asked.

"That depends on whether you can keep up!"

Karl laughed loudly.

Golden light flashed, and he disappeared directly.

"Should we take the opportunity to go to Earth?"

Kaluu asked.

"Idiot. Aren't you afraid that he still has avatars on Earth?"

"What if he activates Earth's spell array against you?"

"Even a Single-Universe-level powerhouse who enters that spell array would have their effectiveness reduced by three tis."

"That was created by that great existence."

phisto spoke with disdain.

Shuma-Gorath agreed as well.

None of them were fools.

This kind of petty trick would not work at all.

(End of Chapter)

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