Andrew's response was, why bother with new tricks when Chthon couldn't even counter the old ones?
Could Chthon counter them? No. The reason was simple: he was being overwhelmed by sheer strength. He had no way to break the three men's combined assault, and his body was rapidly dragged into the black hole.
"At this point, I can only stake everything on one last attempt. Hopefully, the other multiversal entities will help me. Otherwise, I'll really fall here."
Chthon had no choice. He could no longer survive on his own and could only gamble with his life. If no one helped him, he would inevitably fall today.
Sithorn Main Body glanced at the other multiversal entities without saying anything more. With a light tap of his finger, an entire planet and its countless living beings were sacrificed in one of the universes under his control.
After those countless lives were sacrificed, a surge of power flowed along the mysterious connection between Sithorn Main Body and his clone, entering Sithorn's clone.
This method of transferring power delivered only one unit for every ten thousand spent, making it outrageously inefficient. But Chthon couldn't afford to worry about that now. He transferred power as quickly as possible, knowing full well that he could only do this once.
"How dare you!"
God Andrew and the other multiversal entities quickly noticed Sithorn Main Body's actions and struck together to sever the transfer link.
"Chthon, you're cheating!" God Andrew said coldly.
"Am I cheating? Why wasn't I aware of that?"
Chthon looked bewildered. "Oh, you mean that just now? My followers made a mistake with their sacrifice. They intended to sacrifice it to me, but somehow sacrificed it to my clone instead. That's their mistake. It has nothing to do with me."
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