Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP!

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"!?" "!?" "!?"

The pitch black sword had moved at such an insanely fast speed that no one even caught a glimpse of it penetrating into the outermost layer of the island!

"Sup, bitches!"

The raspy voice of the devil followed the appearance of this sleek black sword. After which, a monster from the depths of hell materialized atop the hilt of the planted sword.

His figure was the size of a star, and his thin brows held both a deep cunningness as well as a hidden darkness. But the most distinctive feature of his had to be the wide, evil smirk plastered across his exceptionally handsome face.

"I heard that you all were holding a little gathering in this snow globe, so I figured, Hmm, why not pay my good friends a nice visit!"

WAAA!

Azmodeus's crimson-colored aura rapidly expanded as he flipped his predatory gaze across all the loot bags scattered throughout the massive island.

"I know the Island King told me this place was chalk full of people, but he never said there would be this many high-quality loot bags! I mean, there must be at least a million Supermassive Voider Realm ants gathered in this place!"

Azmodeus failed terribly at hiding his growing excitement as his face oozed the yearning for more loot!

"!!!"

Down on the surface, Jing Fu dumbfoundly stared at the imposing man standing atop a sword stained with the blood of countless enemies.

A great many things whirled inside that brain of his, but when he heard the Crimson Usurper speak of the Island King, a flip seemed to switch on. Then, without informing his companions, he cracked the ground and sprang up into the air like a broken coil!

"How could you do that to the Island King, you Bastard!!!"

His passion-filled bellows could be heard by all the inhabitants of Starfarer Island!

But regardless of how much emotion he exhibited in his lunge of fire with a sword in hand, no amount of passion could hope to overcome the existence that was the abomination before him.

SHING!

SHING!

Two distinct sword clangs echoed out in the surroundings as Jing Fu's sword shattered without any resistance!

Spurt!

"!!!"

The Star Rider turned his shaky gaze down to his stomach, only to see a pitch black scythe lodged into his abdomen. As it dug away at his insides, he slowly crawled his sight up to the one who inflicted such painful damage on him.

However, when he saw the wide, evil grin plastered across the Crimson Usurper's face, all the color in his expression vanished. Slowly, every ounce of his will to live disappeared right along with the color.

"Hey, I think I know you from somewhere! You're that guy who diced me up a few thousand times!" While speaking these words with a friendly tone, Azmodeus inched his scythe ever deeper into Jing Fu's stomach. "You know, for a loot bag, you have given me quite the trouble over this last period of time."

His voice became colder than ice as he stared into the depths of the frightened man's irises.

"W-Why…?" Jing Fu found the strength to mumble, his voice shaky and scattered. "Why did you come after us…? We did nothing to you-"

SLASH!

"Loot bag is talking too much. But before you die, I will tell you that the only reason I decided to find and fight you guys…"

"!!!" Even with blood pouring out of multiple parts of his body, Jing Fu attentively listened to the words coming out of the devil's mouth.

"The only reason I want to kill you all… is simply because I want the benefits that you provide!" Azmodeus sported a toothy grin as he watched the last unwilling emotions flash by the troubled man's eyes. "You asked, and I answered. There is no point in thinking that I lied to you either. After all, what is the point in lying to a—"

SHING!

SPURT!

"—Dead Man?"

Without being given the chance to comprehend the devil's words, Jing Fu exploded into a firework of blood.

Azmodeus found this type of death quite poetic. Thus, he made sure to give both father and son the same treatment.

"This is the sentiment that I decided to give you both. If you were thinking of thanking me, then you can discard those thoughts. After all, I do all this out of the kindness of my heart!"

Azmodeus walked through the skies with a benevolent disposition, seemingly letting everything be passed off as the result of his good grace.

It was only after remembering that he still had some loot to reap that he snapped out of his reverie and stared at all the shocked figures below.

He looked at them like a shark finding a school of groupies, his smile dazzling, and his eyes slitted.

"Oh, shit-!!!"

By the time that one of the high officials realized what was about to happen, it was already far too late!

SHING!

SPURT!

One of Azmodeus's Mirror Mirages spawned in from a layer of space, striking down more than 10 Quasar Lords with a single slash!

It was only after seeing the gruesome scene of entrails flying in the sky and getting a whiff of the iron-filled blood that the others finally snapped out of their stupors.

"Fuck!!! We have to run!!"

"Run for your lives!!!"

"Every man and woman for themselves!!!"

Everybody started to freak the hell out as they ran in every which direction, attempting to find a safe spot in the retro city.

But unfortunately for them, Azmodeus couldn't find two shits to give about the obstacles that stood in his way of looting!

"I think it's about time we play 'Cut and cull the vermin'!!"

Following the utterance of these joyful words, millions of Mirror Mirages and 150 Primordial Essence Clones materialized from thin air.

"Go and kill them all! Destroy the cities, blow up the towns, and uproot the trees and mountains! I want everything that this place has to offer! Absolutely everything!!!"

Azmodeus's maniacal laughter rang out in all regions of Starfarer Island!

"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"

Countless civilizations and ecosystems were brought on full alert. Then, when they looked up at the sky, they saw fiery dots shoot in from beyond the horizon.

"What is that-!?"

CRACKA—BOOOOOM!

A Primordial Essence Clone crashed into a city like a world-ending meteor, eviscerating the existences of billions of lives!

However, this was far from the extent that this clone would go to in order to acquire more loot.

FWIP!

It blink-stepped from its spot, reappearing in the skies above. Then, like a terrible dragon god, it shot dozens of fire beams in all directions!

CRACKLE—OOOM!

The world was torn asunder, with towns being erased whenever a fire beam passed over one!

Furthermore, this wasn't the only place being razed to ashes, as every Primordial Essence Clone and Mirror Mirage turned into living natural disasters. With the world as the playbox and them as the puppeteers, the world lit ablaze!

Loot came thereafter.

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