Cosmic Chaos, Thor Descends on Earth!

From that day on, every sorcerer in the Universe who practiced Black Magic would have to borrow magical power from Ren.

When those unlucky souls died, everything they had worked for all their lives would become interest paid to him.

Not that Ren had any interest in the twisted, evil souls of dark sorcerers.

What he really wanted were the magical truths they had racked their brains to uncover.

After all, there was always something to learn from others.

With so many dark sorcerers across the Universe, who knew what novel spells one of them might devise?

As the new master of Black Magic, Ren could sit back and reap every discovery without lifting a finger.

There was only one awkward part.

A thoroughly respectable white-magic sorcerer had somehow become the head of evil. That would not sound good if word got out.

Then Ren thought of a solution. He could simply use an alias.

A god's title was like an author's pen name. He could pick one at will, and no one would connect it to Ren himself.

While Ren lived comfortably on Earth, outer space had fallen into utter chaos.

Chthon had no scruples. Morality meant nothing to an Ancient monster like him.

The dark corruption he unleashed with all his strength before dying gave life throughout the Universe almost no chance of survival.

A terrifying, frenzied force swept across the stars.

Half the living beings in the Universe went mad on the spot.

Compared with that purple brute Thanos, an unrestrained monster like Chthon was hundreds of times more destructive.

Thanos had spent years scheming to halve the population. Chthon had exceeded that target in the blink of an eye.

Countless sentient beings began slaughtering one another.

Everywhere one looked,

every galaxy beyond Earth was a