Apotheosis

The Evil God's eyes lit up with excitement as the spear struck Zen.

Without any resistance, the spear formed from the Annihilation Coke pierced through Zen's head and slid cleanly into his body.

Even as he killed Zen, the Evil God released the Creation Coke. It formed a star-shaped cage around Zen's corpse.

Of course, he had no interest in Zen's corpse. He wanted to trap Clarence inside it.

A spot on Zen's body began to glow from within.

There was a slight crackling sound as a bright sphere emerged from Zen's corpse.

The glowing sphere flew up, colliding with the star-shaped cage. The sphere bounced back. It bumped into the cage again, as though trying to escape, but the cage created by the Creation Coke was virtually indestructible. No matter how hard he tried, Clarence couldn't break free.

The Evil God slowly descended to the side of the cage. There was a look of great satisfaction on his face as he gazed at the mysterious sphere.

"Although the energy of the twelfth-grade world consists only of the Creation Coke and the Annihilation Coke, they can change constantly. This cage is the result of a theurgy designed by my two billion brothers, and it's more than strong enough to trap you," said the Evil God.

The sound of Clarence's voice came from the glowing sphere. "You have just mastered the energy of the Creation Coke, but you have already comprehended it and invented ways to maximize and improve it. This star-shaped cage fully displays the advantages of the Creation Coke. It's incredible!"

The Evil God smiled. With evident pride, he said, "My talent is beyond your imagination. You won't regret being devoured by me. Contribute everything you have!"

The tone of amazement vanished from Clarence's voice, replaced by indignation. "Never!"

Once more, the sphere began to try to escape, colliding over and over again with the star-shaped cage.

But Clarence's efforts were useless. The star-shaped cage did not budge even an inch.

"It's useless," said the Evil God calmly.

He lifted his hand, and the star-shaped cage began to shrink. The space left for Clarence became smaller and smaller. Finally, he was tightly enclosed by the cage, with no room to move.

"I heard that you are the one who created the downgrader, and also the ruler of the highest level. It's too stupid for you to go into such a situation with such a strong power. It's a waste for you to keep such power,"

the Evil God said, stretching out his hand.

His fingers elongated until they resembled slender threads. Although his fingers were no thicker than noodles, they were powerful. They slid into the cage and began drilling into the sphere.

"You will regret this!

No one can devour me!

You are digging your own grave!"

Clarence roared,

h he was drawing something.

The sky above them lightened to a soothing azure.

The earth extended around them. Mountains, rivers, canyons and basins appeared one after another.

Tall walls, pavilions, and streets were created instantly, sprinkled across the landscape.

"Now, people!" declared the Evil God.

He waved his hands in the air again.

Instantly, the empty world changed. It was now entirely populated, filled with people who moved and looked around them with wide eyes.

"Come with me!"

said the Evil God, taking Edna by the hand. He pulled her into his embrace, and together, the two of them soared into the air above the city.

When the people below saw the two beings floating above them, they all dropped to the ground, prostrating themselves before these seeming gods.

The Evil God had seen this scene before, when he was very young. The people had worshipped Zen as their creator.

He felt a surge of pleasure as he realized that with Zen dead, he now held that position.

"Where is our home?" Edna asked, safely enclosed in the arms of the Evil God.

"There,"

the Evil God replied, looking ahead.

A broad, elegant courtyard was sprawled on top of a majestic snowy mountain.

The Evil God led Edna into the courtyard, and they landed gently on the ground. A peaceful mood had come over the Evil God now that his victory was complete. He felt utterly relaxed, content to stay here without moving.

"You deserve some rest. Go to sleep," said Edna gently, touching his face.

Her soft voice was hypnotic, and soon, the Evil God found himself lying on a bed. He settled down and let his eyes close.

However, almost as soon as he closed his eyes, they snapped back open. His face was full of anger. A sudden chill ran down his head to the base of his back, leaving a trail of iciness all along his spine.