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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!
"!!!"
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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