Evil God understood the gap between himself, Luo Zheng, and the Degraders very clearly.
When drawing on the Mother World's energy, he could hold his own against Luo Zheng and the Degraders for three to five exchanges.
If no victor emerged, he could only sacrifice the Mother World's matter as replenishment. At that point, the gap would be finite against infinite, and Evil God would sooner or later be worn to death by Luo Zheng and the Degraders.
However, in terms of the intensity of energy released within a single exchange, Evil God was in no way inferior to the Degraders or Luo Zheng.
On one hand, Evil God was striving to explore the origin of energy; on the other, he was using the "field" to expand the Mother World without limit. He intended to encompass the entire Chaos World, so that everything within the Chaos World would belong to him.
But when he saw this stream of energy erupt without warning, Evil God froze.
What kind of existence could release such terrifying energy?
The energy stream had appeared within the bounds of the Mother World, and Evil God estimated it with his omniscient energy.
The answer he obtained felt like a heavy hammer slamming into his chest.
The sheer volume of this energy stream would require sacrificing the matter of roughly sixty thousand Mother Worlds...
In other words, even if he sacrificed the entire Mother World, the power released would only be one sixty-thousandth of the energy stream's might.
His throat felt dry, his mouth bitter, and his so-called arrogance seemed like nothing more than a joke.
"Are we still going to keep staking out territory?"
A clone carefully studied the original's expression as he asked.
"Keep going," Evil God's original replied, and then vanished on the spot.
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