The light tore through the darkness and split the Styx. It is everywhere and extremely sharp. It is like a sharp sword piercing the universe, dividing the entire underworld into two. The huge Styx was cut open from the middle, and the black river water and mist were driven away by the light and disappeared in the air.

This is a conflict between light and darkness, which is more intense from the beginning than anyone imagined.

The old man narrowed his eyes...

He saw Kilk, who had turned into light.

He has become part of the light that fills the world, and he will no longer distinguish one another. He has no entity because he does not need it. The light of the entire space is his power. In the face of such a powerful force, even the underworld, which was famous in the universe during the great chaos, began to collapse.

A violent vibration came from under his feet, and a wave of Styx surged to the shore and was quickly dissipated by the light. Looking around, the light was eroding the world at a speed visible to the naked eye. The distant plain end was also swallowed by the light, melting like snow.

The entire underworld is shrinking and disappearing little by little.

And Dirk was suspended in the air, looking at all this coldly.

He knew what Kilk was going to do and where the other party's power came from. If he could resist all this in the distant period of chaos, he could only watch silently, watching the underworld being swallowed.

Because he is too weak.

As a clone, his energy is only one-tenth of that in the past. In addition, his inability to use high-level rules and the power decline brought about by the erosion of years. His actual combat power is only one-tenth of the fifteenth to twenty-tenths of his heyday. He is simply unable to defeat the true peak of nuclear energy. His previous battles could still rely on his experience to gain an advantage, but at this moment he could not do it anyway.

Neither Kilk nor the dead old man are ordinary nuclear energy levels. They are both the peaks of nuclear energy levels and have extremely rich combat experience. If Pluto could still kill them during the Great Chaos period, he could only rely on the Underworld here.

Only by opening the underworld can he temporarily drive his highest rules with the few remaining spiritual energy in the underworld, thus restoring one-fifth of his power at his heyday!

But no one expected that Kilk would step faster than him and attack the underworld directly.

Endless light energy swallowed every inch of space in the underworld. Dirk had accumulated a lifetime of spiritual energy to melt in the light. Because of the erosion of time and the fall of the subject, there was not much of these spiritual energy left. At this moment, there was not even a trace of the most basic one left. As the spiritual energy disappeared, the structure of the underworld began to collapse. A trace of the chain of rules that could not be seen by the naked eye collapsed.

Dirk watched all this silently, but never took action.

He knew more than anyone here what Kilk brought, which was a power that did not belong to the human world. Even during the great chaos, it only appeared three times. In the entire universe, no one could access the source of the light. Only the Elters could guide it here with some special means. And for this, they also had to pay a huge price.

The three arrivals of the Great Chaos Period. The Elites almost exhausted the resources of the entire clan. The three nuclear-level powerful men were used as sacrifices. What did they pay now?

Dirk didn't know, but he knew that when the light appeared, the battle didn't need to continue.

The underworld will definitely be swallowed up. If the underworld is lost, his strength will plummet.

Thinking of this, Dirk suddenly curled up his lips and showed a faint smile.

So what?

The reason why Pluto is Pluto is not because he has powerful power. But because he is Dirk.

Dirk, who was destined to bear the responsibility and obligation of death from birth.

In Crodill's history, Dirk, who is closest to God.

The sky was full of light, and all the dark clouds were dispersed. Dirk was also exposed to endless light. His cloak melted by the light, gradually revealing his strong body below. On the exposed skin, black mysterious runes gradually appeared, emitting endless mysterious fluctuations.

Dirk raised his head and took a deep breath, then let go of his right hand.

The black sickle fell from his right hand, then decomposed and disappeared in the air, turning into a black mist that exploded.

The black fog is very light, and it is even more illusory under the light and is almost invisible. But at the same time as the black fog appears, a harsh tearing sound sounded in the air. A huge crack visible to the naked eye fell from the sky, almost cutting the entire world into two pieces. Energy gushed out from the crack and collided with the light. The strong energy fluctuations raged wildly, and the whole world was shaken and shaking, and a hurricane of energy roared.

"Huh?" Kilk's suspicion sounded in the void. But before he could react, the second crack appeared again. Then the third and fourth...

The appearance of every crack is like tearing apart the world. The appearance of every crack will gush out an unimaginable frenzy of negative energy. In just a few breaths, the whole world is filled with these huge cracks. They are like sharp paper-cutting knives, cutting the space into pieces. The gushing out negative energy collided with the light, causing a violent conflict.

The unparalleled light that I had just shown was not as powerful as before, but these negative energy did not have the momentum of the previous one. Unconsciously, a ray of light was neutralized by the negative energy and disappeared quietly in the endless void.

With the first path, there is the second path and the third path.

As more and more negative energy surged out of the cracks, the whole world changed its appearance, and the endless light was suppressed by negative energy. Unconsciously, the space originally occupied by the light began to recover.

It’s a pity that no matter how it recovers, it can no longer be restored to the previous underworld. A large area of ​​space was torn apart by cracks, and the whole world was already full of holes. The once vast and heavy River Styx was divided into countless sections. It was like an earthworm that had been cut with countless knives, twisting in vain...

Kilk appeared in the void again, with a horrified expression on his face.

"You...you actually..."

"You actually want to tear the underworld apart!"

That's right, what Dilke is doing now is to tear the entire underworld apart. This is also the only counterattack he can make.

He has no spiritual power, just a clone, but he still has an identity that no one can replace, that is, he is the real and only master of the underworld! No matter what Kilk brought, in this space, when he decided to destroy everything, even Kilk could only watch and could do nothing.

This is different from the devour of light. This is a complete destruction. All rules of a space plane are completely eliminated.

No one can survive, including Pluto himself.

The underworld is born to the Hades, and the underworld is born to the Hades, and the Hades dies.

Isn't this taken for granted?

Looking at the calm Dirk in amazement, Kirk suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. He thought of the beginning, but not the end. He did not expect that Dirk would end his war with him in this way.

But it was too late to say anything at this time. In a blink of an eye, the cracks had already covered the void, cutting the entire world like a grid. With a shocking sound, the underworld was shattered like a broken mirror. The violent negative energy swallowed everything, and Kilk felt that the blackness in front of his eyes was overwhelmed by negative energy.

And just as he was about to die, he saw the figure of the dead old man quietly blurring on the distant horizon.

On his old face, there is still a trace of it...

A weird smile.
Chapter completed!