Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes

"Lord Daniel, what's wrong? You don't look too well…"

Milla couldn't help but ask, her voice tinged with concern.

She had noticed Daniel's abnormal expression immediately.

However, Daniel didn't respond. Instead, he instantly activated his God Rank Skill — Reflective Shield.

"A beam of light just now… it looked like it came down from the sky…"

His voice hesitated slightly as he spoke.

Daniel wasn't entirely sure if that beam of light had really descended from the heavens.

It seemed to appear out of nowhere, like it had simply materialized rather than traveled.

But at this moment, Daniel had no room for doubt.

He could only raise the Reflective Shield in front of him.

There was still a lingering dread in his heart.

For the first time, Daniel felt uncertain about the effectiveness of a God Rank Skill.

The sensation of being turned into pure light earlier was something indescribable—

a horror only comprehensible when facing an attack from a god.

So now, he wasn't sure…

Could Reflective Shield really block an attack from a god?

Daniel subconsciously glanced at the sky.

It was still before dawn, and the sun god Apollo had yet to rise.

Which meant—Aurelia's attack couldn't be redirected back toward the sun.

After a quick moment of thought, Daniel concluded that he shouldn't waste such a powerful strike.

His target would have to be carefully chosen.

Yet, even with all preparations made,

Daniel's body continued to tremble ever so slightly.

That godly assault just now had been far too overwhelming.

Even someone like Daniel—normally composed and fearless—

was now gripped by a primal fear that stemmed from deep within his soul.

And honestly, who could blame him?

He was merely a level 100 awakener.

Even a Demigod Rank powerhouse would feel an existential chill

when facing a true god's direct assault.

"Lord Daniel, you really don't seem well," Milla commented again, worry in her eyes.

"And… why did you summon a shield all of a sudden?"

She wanted to ask more, but at that moment—

she, too, sensed something terrifying approaching.

Though she was the devotee of the Luck Goddess,

even she could not foresee this danger ahead of time.

Only when the attack was moments from landing

did Milla finally realize the mortal peril descending upon them.

But by then, it was already too late.

A cluster of pure golden radiance descended gently and landed upon the surface of Daniel's Reflective Shield.

In an instant, the shield exploded with divine brilliance—

light surged violently across its surface!

Daniel could feel it—Reflective Shield was on the verge of collapse.

It was the first time he had ever encountered this kind of situation.

Until now, not once had he seen any force able to shake this god-tier defensive skill.

And yet…

Even though the shield nearly shattered,

it still held strong and successfully blocked the divine attack.

A few seconds later, the beam of pure gold light shifted direction,

redirecting itself upward toward the sky.

Almost immediately, the beam touched the limit of the Divine Realm,

the very barrier separating it from the Primordial Plane.

Under the effect of the golden light,

the seemingly indestructible boundary began to dissolve soundlessly into light.

And for the first time ever, the aura of the Primordial Plane seeped into the Divine Realm and spilled over onto the Continent of Myriad Races.

No one could have expected this.

Goddess of Gold & Silver Aurelia's attack didn't just fracture the barrier to the Primordial Plane—

it obliterated more than half of the stellar bodies in the process.

Entire clusters of stars were reduced to light in the blink of an eye!

The Emperor of Angels, witnessing the golden beam, grew visibly more solemn.

This was god-tier power—so vast and incomprehensible that it defied explanation.

But that wasn't the real issue.

The real question was: Why didn't this attack hit Daniel?

They had prayed fervently for Aurelia to destroy Daniel.

So how did the attack get deflected?

This wasn't some ordinary mistake.

This was a god's assault we were talking about!

Could it have been the Luck Goddess, interfering from the shadows?

If not, there was no logical explanation for what had just happened.

Just as the Emperor of Angels began to consider their next course of action—

Daniel suddenly activated Time Stream.

This time, he traveled back two minutes into the past.

Moments ago, Daniel had attempted to redirect Aurelia's divine attack onto the Emperor of Angels.

But he had failed.

Now, with this second chance, he was giving himself more room to maneuver.

Because Aurelia's assault had a massive area of effect,

he needed to be extremely precise.

There was one major flaw in his previous plan:

Aurelia's attack had no effect whatsoever on members of the Angelic race.

That meant his entire redirection strategy was doomed from the start.

Thus, Daniel needed a new plan.

As time moved forward once more,

Daniel summoned his Reflective Shield again.

This time, though, his mental state was different.

Having endured one direct attack from a god,

he no longer feared their power to the same extent.

His terror had diminished.

Because no matter how powerful a god was,

as long as there was a way to counter them, he wouldn't panic.

Only when a situation was truly unsolvable would Daniel feel helpless.

But now that he knew he could survive,

there was nothing to fear.

The only caveat?

Aurelia's divine attack had no effect on the Angels of Gold and Silver.

So—why not find a better target?

With this thought in mind,

Daniel activated Flashback, instantly teleporting to the Continent of Flesh and Blood.

Originally, there had been a barrier around the Continent of Flesh and Blood,

preventing him from exploring its depths.

But Daniel had fully uncovered the continent's map four thousand years ago.

That allowed him now to teleport to any part of it without restriction.

The barrier meant nothing to him anymore.

As he arrived on the grotesque landscape,

Daniel scanned his surroundings carefully.

All he could see was an endless stretch of blood-red flesh.

The sight was disgusting and nauseating.

How did the Oden Continent become this monstrous mess?

Daniel frowned and looked toward the distance—

toward the ominous Fleshheart.

He could sense it clearly—

even the rules of reality had changed on this continent.

The laws governing this place were nothing like those of the Continent of Myriad Races.

It was obvious:

the rules here had been rewritten by the Fleshheart.

With a flicker of movement, Daniel appeared directly before it.

But before he could even speak,

he already felt the seething malice radiating from the entity.

Clearly, the Fleshheart had no intention of having a peaceful conversation.

Suddenly, countless tentacles burst forth from its writhing body.

And at the tips of those grotesque tendrils—

Were humans.

Or rather, half-humans.

Each of them had their upper body intact,

but their lower halves had been fused completely with the tentacles.

Their faces were smeared with blood,

twisted into horrifying, grotesque expressions.