Chapter 305: A Crazy Old Man!

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"Almost there! Maybe I should do this!?"

A crazy man's maniacal voice resounded inside a dark nook. Located within the center of a restrictive pocket dimension, Harkath made it so not even Half-Step Divine Rank Experts could bother him!

"Hahaha!! I'm so close, I can just feel it!! Feel it, feel it, oooh yeah~!!! It's coming!!!"

BOOOOM!

Just as Harkath was on the verge of losing the last of his coco pebbles, a hole was blown through the outer layer of his pocket dimension. Then, with even greater force, the hole extended out to the innermost layer, breaking into his hidy spot in half an instant!

"Son of a bitches, who has the gall to interrupt the great and mighty me in the midst of my guaranteed breakthrough!?"

Harkath's enraged and delusional shouts reverberated throughout the pocket dimension, causing countless vials and glasses to shatter!

With a haggard appearance and spiraling eyes, Harkath glared at the smoke, waiting for the intruder to show himself.

Luckily, he didn't have to wait very long, as the intruder materialized-

"Master!? Is that really you!?" Harkath suddenly blurted out. Hurriedly, he ran up to the crimson-haired man.

Upon confirming the authenticity of his identity, Harkath shouted, "Y-You are not my master! Where is my master!? Did you eat him, you bastard!?"

WAAA!

His aura violently fluctuated as he was prepared to fight this imposter to the death!

However, before he could do such a stupid thing, Azmodeus whacked the brat across the head!

Whack! Whack! Whack!

After jogging his brain with a few more solid slaps, Harkath ultimately snapped out of his crazed state and muttered, "M-Master... It's you! You've finally decided to come back to this filial disciple of yours!? Do you know how much work I've had to do over the years!? Oh, the sorrows!!"

The Divine Emperor of the world started to cry and sniffle while latching onto the Crimson God's legs.

[Ding! You have automatically converted all the loot of your enemies into more Loot God Nourishment Rate. This has effectively taken your Loot God Nourishment Rate past 25% and into 26.5%. Thus, you have fulfilled all requirements to unlock the next Racial Trait of the Loot God Race.]

[Ding! Your next Racial Trait is called 'Loot Death'. With this Trait, you can touch other existences with a part of your existence and have them replicate their body. As a result, one of the bodies will explode into a pile of loot worth 10 times whatever it was without this Trait. (Stacks with Loot Halos and future Loot-related abilities)]

[Ding! You have accumulated enough Loot to weave destiny and fate to your will. Thus, you have obtained 160 White Tier Loot Halos!]

[Ding! Your total Loot Halo count has reached (177). As a result of this number, your total Loot boosts have achieved a grand amount of '88,500%']

[Ding! You have received numerous Traits and Physiques!]

[Ding! Your Singularity Physique and Trait are starting to near Level 4 of the X Rank!]

[Ding! Your Battle Power has improved by leaps and bounds!]

[Ding! Your current Battle Power has improved to [Battle Power: 2nd Order Low-Galactic Traverser Realm (Late)]]

"Very nice. If everything goes as planned, then I should be able to achieve a Battle Power in the 3rd Order Low-Galactic Traverser Realm before long."

Azmodeus was extremely satisfied with this result, but if he wanted everything to be performing at maximum capacity, there definitely needed to be an expansion of farming spots.

Luckily enough for him, there just so happened to be a near endless amount of galaxies in the universe that was the Starry Expanse.

The Starry Expanse was not like Earth's known universe, no matter which way one looked at it.

For one, the size comparisons were nowhere near the same as Earth's observable universe. After all, the Galaxy of Neverdye was a number of times larger than an average-sized galaxy in the known universe. And that was with Nevedye being of the 'extremely small' category.

An example of a moderately sized galaxy would be the one that the Great Warlord ruled over.

He was a ridiculously powerful being with an untold number of children in and above the Low-Galactic Traverser Realm.

Furthermore, he also just happened to be Galactus's father, making him an absolute menace...

However, for Azmodeus, such an existence was nothing more than a huge loot bag that he would undoubtedly have to loot.

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