Chapter 198: I Want Power For Power

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It wasn't until viewing the monster-in-human skin in person that Nightshade understood what it truly meant to be in the presence of a monstrosity...

Their bouts lasted for a total of 2 years, and considering that Nightshade was only slightly stronger than True Darth, that was all it took for the infinitely reviving invader to get the upper hand and push him to a wall.

"Who the hell are you, bastard!? And are you the one who killed True Darth!?"

"..."

Azmodeus listened to the first words he'd ever heard the taciturn Regional Overlord speak, subsequently causing a malicious smirk emerged on his face. "You wish to know if I'm the one who killed True Darth...?"

"Yes! Were you the one who killed and burned a part of his territory over 6 years ago!?" Nightshade inquired with an unwilling voice, his slippery red fins weaving in and out of the innumerable sword slashes being thrown his way, resulting in many bloody gashes forming on his skin.

Azmodeus stopped swinging his sword for a moment as he lifted it high into the sky before responding, "I could tell you... But I think it would be easier if you went and asked King Yama on my behalf... True Darth would want it this way..."

After making this apathetic proclamation, he focused on his sword intent, infusing his level 5 Low-Star Rank Sword Law as well as numerous other laws, all combined together so as to make something truly disastrous!

WAAAA!

Multicolored energy tendrils whirled and whipped around all over the place as they slowly but surely condensed into iron-hard tendrils that extended upward to a distance that seemed insurmountable!

"!!!" Nightshade retreated the moment the intruder started building up that insanity, as he couldn't fathom what was going on!

"This shouldn't be possible! I have killed you millions of times! And not one of those times were you anywhere near this level of strength!!"

He didn't even entertain the idea of the invader improving his power to such a degree within such a short period of time. Instead, his mind thought up anything that could support the nonsense in front of him.

"You truly are one with a shortsighted scope, aren't you...?"

"???"

Azmodeus took the bewildered Overlord out of his reverie as his crimson-colored eyes emitted a piercing glow of resplendence, indicating the sheer number of Laws he had successfully comprehended and mastered!

"I shall help guide you to the truth... And I will enable your mind to understand just how shortsighted you really are..."

*...Very well, then the pain will commence...*

Following these translucent words spoken by the Infinite Evolution System, Azmodeus Crimson's main body as well as all his clones and Mirror Mirage's felt something stab into them.

It felt like thousands of small needles were injected into his skin, all of which transmitted ludicrous levels of pain to his pain receptors.

They ignored the attributes of Traits, Physique's, Laws, and anything else that wished to resist or alleviate the pain.

"...Pain... If this is the price I must pay in order to acquire more strength, then I will accept it."

Azmodeus let the grimace on his face melt to a state of complete and utter indifference as the calculative gleam in his eyes turned a few degrees colder.

He treated the soul-wrenching pain as if it weren't even there as he expressionlessly stared at the incoming pop-up screens.

*This is the first of many prices you must pay... and all of your current costs will exponentially multiply with each further ounce of strength you acquire.... This is your decision, and it will only get worse from this point onwards...*

*Knowing this, do you still wish to use the Infinite Evolution System in order to improve your strength? This will be your last chance to de-assimilate the system...*

After hearing the question of the Infinite Evolution System, Azmodeus wondered why it was that he wanted to become stronger.

He was willing to do whatever it took in order to increase his power, but why...? Why did he want so much power to begin with...?

Was it out of pride? Was it greed or vanity? Maybe it was because of his conceit?

No...

Power... A reason for power...

Why should there be a reason to want something that governs the principles of existence...?

Without power, life is meaningless... and without the ability to grasp that power, life becomes even more pointless...

It was at this moment that Azmodeus knew why it was he wanted more power—more strength.

"I want power for the power..." After uttering these words, he clicked the yes button presented before him.

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