Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP!

His rage was overshadowed by an overpowering darkness—one that held nothing in its deep, inescapable orbit.

"The fate that awaits all who impede my advancements to Infinite Evolution… Death. Death is all there is."

It was in this moment that his aura went through another substantial change, as it developed into something truly terrifying—something that held no rage or indigence and neither forgiveness nor respite.

However, that was exactly what made this aura so terrifying… As there was nothing contained within its energy waves… It was as if it, along with the owner of the aura, didn\'t even exist.

It was this very quality that made his serene, swirling crimson aura so horrifying…

Additionally, it was this metamorphosis in aura that caused his blood red and gold katana to go through a change as well, becoming something far superior to a simple weapon only meant to serve.

WAAA!

The katana wiggled and squirmed as its metallic surface elongated and extended out before curving into the shape of a crescent at the tip.

It was only after the shape of this truly devastating weapon fully formed that Azmodeus was able to get a good look at something different from both a Treasured Weapon and a Life Treasure.

"A bonded-weapon… Likely activated by my intent…" He coldly analyzed the overbearing crimson scythe placed in front of him as he eventually outstretched his hand.

"Very well… I shall upgrade you for all of eternity… And in return, you shall kill anything that I wish you to…"

BZZzztt…!

The Scythe vibrated mid-air before it flew into the clutches of Azmodeus of its own volition.

"..."

It seems like this one is more interested in the killing part than the upgrading part…

This realization helped him understand that the Scythe truly was something born of his intent. And it was with this understanding that he walked away from the war-torn battlefield with an 8-foot long scythe looming over his head.

"I say it\'s time we begin the hunt…" Azmodeus nearly let a wide creepy grin emerge on his face; however, it was quickly repressed by his emotion dullers.

BZZzztt…!

Sanguinary seemed to agree with such a bloodthirsty notion as it oozed oppressive killing intent all over the place.

"Sanguinary… That is your name…"

Azmodeus had a flash of realization go past his eyes as he looked toward the scythe, which possessed a very befitting name.

"Sanguinary… for death… Are you ready…?" He questioned while having already taken wide strides toward the slit in space.

BZZzztt…!

"That is good," said Azmodeus as he passed through the tunnel in space-time, chasing after the one who killed the Heavenbreaker—his loot.

For taking my loot away from me, you shall simply become the loot yourself…

...

A few years passed in the blink of an eye as Azmodeus hunted the mysterious figure who killed the Heavenbreaker.

It was on one day in particular that the Loot Goblin finally caught up to the killer. However, this only happened after traveling through a wormhole that led to an island in the middle of nowhere.

"You chase me… Why…?"

A voice that sounded foreign and oddly crackly echoed throughout the sandy beaches as a figure that had no physical form, with two static, spiraling eyes, turned in the direction of a crimson-haired, immortal-like man.

"I have chased you simply because you stole what was mine." Azmodeus\'s response came after a moment of scrutinizing the inhuman appearance of the one who stole his kill.

"What was yours…? I have not stolen anything of yours…"

Azmodeus heard the robotic words spoken by the figure that faded in and out of reality as his brows furrowed. "You actually have the nerve to say that you did not steal something of mine??"

The figure analyzed the expression of the one who exhibited killing intent as its entire spiraling body spun around a little faster. "Cannot Compute… Cannot Compute…"

After repeatedly mumbling the same phrase over and over again, the mysterious being had its head spin around in circles before eventually extending into the air. As its three-meter-long body increased to over four meters in height, Azmodeus\'s brows furrowed in disgust.

Following this inexplicable action, its head finally finished spinning around as its purplish eyes morphed into a deadly red warning signal.

"Yyou shaall be exterminated!!!"

It screeched with a voice capable of shattering even the most robust of glass screens; its head continued to freak out and spasm as its face warped into something straight out of an SCP lore episode.

"..."

Azmodeus watched the freaky being spasm and slowly crawl off the sand hill it was on. Contrary to expectations, he figured it was better this way.

"If you were a fully functional existence, then I would\'ve had to go through a lot of trouble in order to get to the killing you part, so this is a much more preferable scenario."

Azmodeus lobbed his long, intimidating scythe over his left shoulder as a cold gleam flashed past his eyes before the sand beneath his feet slightly vibrated.

That was all it took for his body to sling around like he had attached himself to an object of centrifugal force. Then, at supersonic speed, his figure blurred at a degree far surpassing the concept of motion, defying any and all applicable laws of physics.

"For taking away my loot and not giving me anything in return, I shall take your life as remuneration." Azmodeus uttered with a voice so cold that the moment his face neared the enemy, even the air around his blazing figure froze over.

"Screech!!!!"

The mysterious existence stopped speaking any comprehensible language altogether as its body spun and twisted in every direction imaginable, turning into something that seemed like it came from a different level of dimensionality…

"You truly think that dancing around like a monkey will save you from your penance…? For taking my loot, nothing in existence is capable of preventing your assimilation."