Infinity Arrives!

What Lowett intended to spread throughout this universe was death, not the undead.

So, any problem that could be solved with an undead plague would be solved with a plague.

And any problem that could not be solved with an undead plague...

Would have to be handled with art.

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Souls all tasted the same anyway, and Necromancers were not picky eaters for the most part.

Everyone aware of this deal understood perfectly well that Death wanted to take the opportunity to fleece the other Creation Gods and have some fun, but she would not let him off the hook in the process either. The guests had already smashed through the door; no matter how weak the host was, he would not simply swallow his anger.

But Death did not know one thing!

The Emperor and Mistress were not standing "behind" him at all. Long before him, they had already extended their tentacles into the universe.

When their homeworld came under attack, the Old General of the Nova Corps urgently contacted Mohawk. But the Golden Knight, who had repeatedly brought them miracles and hope since his appearance, gave no response. At the same time Lowett made his move, the Emperor controlled his soul and put him to sleep.

Things were much more convenient on Mistress's side.

After leaving the fruit's main body and replacing the Supreme Intelligence as ruler of the Kree Empire, she merely needed to issue an order. Her brainwashed loyalists would willingly consume the plague.

Then, using the Kree Empire's formidable technology, they carried the plague to every planet within reach.

This was a catastrophe that swept across the entire universe!

The Deathbringers, who appeared to number only a little over three hundred, triggered undead disasters in more than a hundred thousand advanced civilizations within just twenty-four