BXBX NOVEL Chapter 192: Vigintillions
Overall, Azmodeus used absolutely every means available to him, not even sparing Spirit Foods and unique spiritual herbs that couldn\'t be made into pills.
It was with this tenacious, power hungry drive that he was able to reach the precipice of the Peak Stages of the Late-Adamantite Rank, as well as the Peak Comet\'s Passage Realm!
On the subject of the progression of his realm, over the last few centuries (cave time), the sheer amount of Evolution Essence he acquired from the work his Primordial Essence Clones and Mirror Mirages did in the Boundless Void had exceeded any and all expectations.
With the instant extermination of millions of Single Layered Infinity Planes every day, the ludicrous degrees to which he received system notifications surpassed anything that his singular vision scope could hope to keep up with.
As the numbers passed into the Vigintillions, with a total of 63 zeros at the end, nothing was stopping the perpetual advance of the man who aimed to overcome the value units placed before him!
Though the value of each stat point differed, there would eventually come a day when no more unit indicators stood in the way of the one who wished to transcend the very concept of mathematics!
If math as a whole wishes to obstruct my path forward, then I might as well erase the concept altogether…
Azmodeus was not one to ignore the opposition when it came to those who wanted to block his path to more power.
No matter if they were mortals, gods, or even concepts themselves, there would be nothing capable of stopping his exponential advancements.
Speaking of things that insisted on getting in his way, there was a 2nd Tier Double Leafed Faction that aimed to do that very thing. And in his mind, there was nothing more irritating than someone hindering his progress.
To actively search out and destroy what I\'m working to build… The Sunsmite Empire is truly looking for an early grave…
Azmodeus\'s eyes, which hadn\'t been opened in the last century, finally exposed themselves. And from within their blood-colored depths, a cold gleam emerged.
His hair stood on end as the once-tranquil aura of his private chambers violently fluctuated, letting a fierce and deadly crimson aura leak out into the surroundings.
Just as the intent of death nearly enveloped all those in the Crimson Dimension, the aura suddenly vanished. And along with it, the Crimson Emperor was no longer within his cave abode.
It had been ages since last he stretched his legs, and he felt that his sword mastery was getting a little rusty.
He felt that this was quite unfair when considering that he made sure to do his daily thrusts into the ground every day...
Such unrelenting sword thrusts using his sword intent granted him immense levels of sword comprehension, enabling his Sword Law to become the first Level 5 Star Law. But other than that, there was no real practical application when it concerned the improvements made to real-life battles.
And though his Primordial Essence Clones and Mirror Mirages were capable of honing these practical skills and bringing the fruits of such efforts back to his main body, there was just nobody of similar strength to him.
Without a proper whetstone, where would the sharpening of one\'s sword occur?
So Azmodeus figured he would go about increasing his in-live fighting level in a different manner…
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FWIP!
A man of unparalleled beauty with long, flowing red hair and dark red eyes materialized in the air above a shrine of sorts.
This shrine was called the \'Crimson Summoning Shrine\' and acted as the center hub for all of Azmodeus\'s Primordial Essence Clones and Mirror Mirages.
There was nothing special about the shrine, as it was smoothly paved with a large, circular, marble printed tablet at its very epicenter.
It was above this tablet, filled to the brim with glowing yellow and green runes, that those of his clone lineage could share their memories with him.
One might wonder why a massive, pillared shrine to the north of the Crimson Palace was necessary for transmitting memories. But the truth was that Azmodeus figured out something extremely detrimental to his health a while back.
That detrimental thing was the reality that his mind just wasn\'t able to handle the mental load that came with completely absorbing the memories of billions of clones. All of whom lived varying degrees of time depending on where they were stationed.
So, after many years of studying and comprehending various subjects, Azmodeus was able to sanction the creation of the Crimson Summoning Shrine.
It was a shrine that enabled him to mass select and mass assimilate memories to a scale that even the fastest supercomputers weren\'t capable of accomplishing.
This process still took some time, and it would have been faster if things like comprehension speed weren\'t restricted in the Boundless Void, but it was far better than it would\'ve been without it.
It was with this shrine that, after a few months of re-summoning and assimilating relevant or useful memories, Azmodeus finished glossing through billions of Mirror Mirages and Primordial Essence Clones.
After which, he took his knowledge and digested it for another few months before ultimately deciding on the Primordial Essence Clone he would use in order to hone his sword skills.
Considering that it wasn\'t the same unless his main body\'s direct line of consciousness was the one honing the skills, it was eventually decided that he would transmit half of every aspect of his existence onto the body of a Primordial Essence Clone.
With this action, Azmodeus could not only feel the essence of the sword with every fiber of his being, but he could also revive himself with no backlash through the use of the split half he\'ll leave behind!