"Become bait for our abyss... Creator God!"
Staring down at Caruso below, Fang Mo slowly raised the Abyss Sword in his hand.
It was a weapon that writhed eerily like a living thing. It twisted and slithered along the hilt, forming a black rift vaguely shaped like a greatsword.
The rift was deep and pitch-black, like a boiling shadow of nightmares. Countless tiny bubbles appeared and vanished across its fluid blade, giving off faint, mottled light, as though innumerable eyeballs were peering at everything around them. It inspired bone-deep terror.
The thing was merely held in Fang Mo's hand.
Yet the surrounding light seemed suppressed by something, dimming for no reason.
"..."
Even Caruso below paused slightly upon seeing the weapon.
He sensed an intense unease from it.
So he moved immediately.
His entire body turned into light and vanished from where he stood, rapidly reforming some distance away. Then he spread his hands, and a mass of energy spheres instantly appeared behind him.
Every one of those spheres carried power sufficient to destroy the heavens and earth. Nuclear weapons... even antimatter weapons could never reach such heights. This was true Divine Punishment, capable of tearing apart a star in an instant and reducing it to dust in the Creator God's palm.
And at that exact moment.
Fang Mo suddenly felt the space around him begin to shift.
It was a forced spatial jump, similar in principle to his own Void Teleportation. As mentioned before, Caruso was the Creator God of this universe. Here, he was a god, so naturally he possessed authority over space and time... It was perfectly normal for him to forcibly pull Fang Mo over and attack him.
Unfortunately, Fang Mo was not so easy to handle.
"Cut the crap!"
Frowning, he tore through the air