Karon didn't waste any time and started a sweeping massacre. The seventy-two demon gods of the small world were indeed insignificant in strength, too weak to be worth mentioning.
Most of them were at the level of the Sixth Sense or Seventh Sense small cosmos demon gods. In the small world, this was god-like power, but in the grand mythological world? They weren't even worthy of carrying shoes, especially in the golden age of the mythological world, where humans were born with the Seventh Sense small cosmos and grew into the Eighth Sense.
With this configuration, what was there to compare? It was purely a joke. Karon swept through them, killing a large number of the seventy-two demon gods. However, he didn't shatter their essence but instead sealed it back into the demon god pillars.
As long as the demon god pillars didn't disappear, it was fine. As for these demon gods? No big deal! Dead is dead. They would be reborn stronger in the underworld in the future.
Karon's actions naturally attracted the attention of the seventy-two demon gods. Whether they initially attacked him or later fled, it was all futile. The final outcome was already determined.
Eventually, when Karon had dealt with most of the demon gods, only the strongest remained—the so-called Supreme Four Pillars among the seventy-two demon gods.
Baal: Ranked 1st among the seventy-two demon gods, a king, representing the East.
Behemoth: Ranked 9th, a king, representing the West.
Astaroth: Ranked 29th, a duke, representing the South.
Asmodeus: Ranked 32nd, a king, representing the North.
These four were the strongest among the seventy-two demon gods, known as the Supreme Four Pillars. At this moment, they gathered in a small world, pondering.
"Who is he?" Baal asked slowly.
Behemoth shook his head calmly and said, "Unknown, but he is stronger than the four of us. If I'm not mistaken, he's from outside our world."
"Outside the world…"
"Outside the world…" Astaroth looked up, gazing at the dark red sky as if trying to see beyond it. He murmured, "What is it like outside the world? It's truly exciting to think about!"
"Indeed," Asmodeus echoed, "We have spent countless years and efforts wanting to go beyond this world. This world has limited our progress, keeping us here forever. But..."
The Supreme Four Pillars fell into silence.
At this moment, they didn't know what to say. Their power had reached the limit of what was possible in this small world—the Eighth Sense. They couldn't advance any further. For any deity or being, knowing that there is more ahead but being unable to progress is the most despairing.
This was their shared sorrow. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't advance further. They knew they weren't at the pinnacle, but no amount of effort would change their fate.
This was the source of their despair. Even ruling the world meant nothing. When faced with such a powerful being, the outcome was inevitable. No matter how hard they tried, it was futile.
So, the four demon gods always wanted to leave this world, to see farther and higher. But no matter their efforts, the result was the same—they couldn't advance.
"Sigh!"
All their thoughts converged into a helpless sigh. The four demon gods exchanged glances and silently shook their heads. They didn't know what else to say; the situation was too disheartening.
"Hehehe~~~"
"You're right; I am indeed from outside this world."
With a sly smile, Karon, wearing his dark armor and carrying an oar, approached. He looked at them, a smirk on his lips, and said, "You're the last ones. Once I deal with you four, I can destroy this small world."
"What is it like outside?" Baal asked Karon.
Karon thought for a moment and said, "Humans are born with the power of demon gods. Upon reaching adulthood, they have power comparable to yours."
"Hehehe~~~"
Hearing this, Baal showed a bitter expression. So, this was the gap? A huge, insurmountable gap that words couldn't describe, an endless despair.
"Sigh!"
Baal sighed but remained calm, saying, "Even so, we won't surrender."
"It doesn't matter," Karon said casually. "Either way, you'll die. I'm only interested in your essence, not you demon gods!"
Karon waved his hand dismissively.
What he wanted was the demon god pillars containing the essence of the seventy-two demon gods. As for the demon gods themselves? Destroy them! Once sent to the underworld, they could be nurtured and reborn as the seventy-two demon gods of the underworld. That was the core.
"Then..."
The Supreme Four Pillars attacked simultaneously, rushing at Karon. Unfazed, Karon countered with his terrifying small cosmos.
It was no joke.
Karon might appear to be at the Eighth Sense, but he could awaken his dark armor into a divine dark armor and slay True Gods or Major Gods without issue.
If that wasn't enough?!
Karon could switch to his past life's form for a limited time, but that would solve any problem!
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