"Asura, you have been dead for twelve thousand five hundred years, yet you still seek to obstruct my path. Today will be your end!" Deus's voice echoed through the Karma Fortress, carrying unquestionable authority.
Deus pondered silently. At this moment, his attention had been completely drawn to that enemy whose name he did not know.
This sudden intruder was like a stone cast onto the chessboard he had so carefully arranged, disrupting all his plans.
He was furious and unwilling to accept it, but he knew even more clearly that only absolute power could erase this uninvited guest completely.
"I will use the True Word Power my Divine Kingdom has accumulated over twelve thousand five hundred years to end you! Let you witness what true power is!"
At the same time, deep within the core of the Karma Fortress, the ancient and mysterious Eight Extremes Furnace began to radiate an unprecedented light.
That light was not a single color, but eight different colors intertwined together. It was as brilliant as a rainbow, yet carried an indescribable sense of danger.
Each color represented a different kind of True Word Power. At this moment, they were completely activated, as though slumbering giants had finally awakened and unleashed the power they had stored for so long.
Within the Eight Extremes Furnace, the True Word Power converted from countless Human Souls surged like raging waves, continuously pouring into the Karma Cannon.
The Karma Cannon, the pinnacle creation of Divine Kingdom technology, possessed such exquisite design and terrifying power that it was enough to make any enemy tremble at its name.
However, it was not truly directly related to the power of karma. It relied entirely on the driving force of this True Word Power.
Deus stood before the Karma Cannon's control console, his eyes