Curled up in the black light was the downgrader, elated to see the third-grade world slowly downgrade into the Wall World.

It had been too depressing having lost to a human from the third-grade world.

Now, he was hell-bent on revenge.

"Ha-ha!

The downgrading will only get faster and faster!

I've already mastered all the Extreme Form energies. Not only will this third-grade world be disintegrated soon, so will the other third-grade worlds, the four-grade world and the fifth-grade world! They will all disintegrate into the Wall World!

You losers will all die! You tiny ants… insects… derivatives…"

As the downgrader muttered foul words, the Evil God stretched out his hand, shooting out a purple vine.

Whoosh!

The purple vine pierced right through the black light, killing the downgrader.

"Go ahead and curse—that's all you can do. You have no power to fight back. You're the real loser," retorted the Evil God.

"Whoosh!"

As the black light slightly trembled, the downgrader was reborn along with it.

He knew he was no match for the Evil God on his own, but with the black light infinitely reviving him, he still stood a chance.

"After the downgrade, you will turn into nothingness! All of you will rot in history. Only I can live forever!

Insignificant humans..."

"……"

The Evil God almost couldn't bear his annoyance.

"You're too noisy for a downgrader! It's shameful! Shut the hell up!"

Phew!

Thin threads of ice appeared from the Evil God's hands, shooting into the black light.

Once they entered, they curled up bit by bit, merging with the black light until they froze.

with them

from the "Phase" energy of the tenth-grade

it would undoubtedly take a very long time. For the time being,

off, his gaze fixated on the transparent thin sheet. Turning to Zen, he asked, "Is

there is no solution." Zen shook his head.

Zen's words, the Evil God merely nodded. They had both fallen into the critical situation—Zen had

I inject energy into the

can give it a

sorts of methods to prevent the downgrade, all to no avail. Zen didn't think the Evil

God reached out to touch the transparent thin

fingers met the material, they

bones, blood

a

his arm away immediately as though he felt no pain. Looking at his broken arm, he examined his flat nails, skin, and bones. "Are my

Zen

reminded Zen of the Eternal Scroll Painting.

a picture—but it

very state of them changed, they had been completely downgraded from the third grade to

for people to survive as a picture on the Eternal Scroll Painting.

Once the downgrade began,

power is very strong…but not

terrifying amount

covered the back of his hand,

four kinds of Frequency energy in the eleventh-grade world, all controlled by four respective races. This carapace is that of the Ghost Hand race—it has the strongest

in Zen's mind, getting active.

resist the downgrade?" Zen

Clarence

Evil God once again extended his hand to reach for the transparent sheet.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

sound

on the Evil God's arm overlapped with the thin, transparent sheet.

downgrading power, it still

twisted until it was quickly pressed into the Wall World by the downgrading power,

Frequency energy can't

narrowed slightly, his

grew from his broken arm.

new hand didn't seem like anything out of the ordinary at first, it was formed from

energy remained in the twelfth-grade world—the "Creation

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