Chapter 228: Tyrannical Emperor, Genocide
With the passing of time, many things could change, and that stood true whether a single day or even a year had passed.
However, for Azmodeus Crimson, time flew by in waves, taking everyone else in its unrelentless currents.
5,000 years later.
5000 years… What sort of concept was that?
It was enough time for multiple civilizations to rise and fall, but for Azmodeus, it was just another result of due process.
He had successfully broken through to the Early Planet Forger Realm a few thousand years ago.
Since that moment in time, he made great progress within said realm, even reaching a point where he only needed at most 3000 years to make another breakthrough.
On a side note, his Battle Power had taken leap after leap, as it reached a state called \'Half-Step Solar Dynasty Realm\' a few hundred years prior.
Additionally, his professions made advancement after advancement, even reaching the precipice of the Solar Dynasty Rank!
In fact, it would likely be no longer than a few more years before he should be able to overcome the tremendous bottlenecks set out in front of him.
However, in the meantime, there was something quite important happening for not only him but also for the rest of the Astral Plane.
With this specific thing being the…
Coronation Ceremony of the One True Ruler of the Astral Plane!
That\'s right! After hundreds of years of continued effort, the day when Azmodeus finally quenched all thoughts of rebellion came around.
With the destruction of the last of the stragglers from the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of Darkness, there was no longer anybody left to stand in the Crimson Emperor\'s way.
His tyranny spread far and wide, reaching every ear of the Astral Plane, as people feared and cursed him. But above all, they revered him—they revered what he stood for—they revered what he would become!
This reverence bordering on insanity was also the leading reason for countless countrymen of the Astral Plane gathering at a venue—a venue that stood atop the highest insurmountable mountain in the world—a mountain so grand that it was said a Solar Dynasty Realm Expert came down from the heavens and placed it down himself!
The Mountain of Cryon!
It was this very mountain that would serve as the place where everyone, no matter their gender or race, would bear witness to the birth of a true ruler.
A ruler who would allow the Astral Plane to usher in a new age of prosperity!
At least, that was how it was supposed to go…
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"Where is the Crimson Emperor? Was he not supposed to be here already?"
"I have no idea where he is, but we went through the trouble of gathering every well-known master at this location. There were countless Half-Step Starshire Rank Experts who had to travel for an uncountable number of parsecs in order to reach the venue…"
"I sure hope he gets here soon, as the foreign experts are getting a little restless while mixed up with those from the Red and Black territories…"
Various voices echoed out from the limitlessly large flat plateau that sat atop Cryon Mountain as everyone looked to one another for answers.
And that was when it happened…
SHING!
A crisp, unsheathing sound reverberated through time and space, as it felt like the entire world was on the verge of collapse!
"What the hell was that-!?" The Half-Step Starshire Rank Experts attempted to exclaim in disgruntlement, but before they even got the chance to flap their gums…
CRACKA—BOOOOM!
A sword arc unlike any other blitzed down from the heavens as its radiant crimson resplendence shattered the very concept of time and space, rendering every form of protective barrier or talisman as nothing more than futile resistance!
The Half-Step Starshire Experts weren\'t even able to open their eyes wide in astonishment before the sword arc had already cleaved Cryon Mountain in two, subsequently taking the lives of everyone gathered at the coronation venue!
BOOOOOM! BOOOOOM!
A couple more absurdly loud explosions rang out not long after the first one, as the two split pieces of Cryon Mountain were diced into countless pieces before evaporating in mid-air.
It was only after the dust and sut dispersed from the surroundings that a figure of immaculate regality materialized above the destruction.
He overlooked the unfathomably deep craters like a high god from the Divine Realm!
After his aloof figure appeared, a few more people emerged from different layers of space, all of whom phased right next to him, seemingly awaiting his words.
Thankfully, it didn\'t take long before Azmodeus said, "This is the way of the world, and their strength will be better used as my own. It was only natural that I killed them."
Following his divine declaration, he turned toward the plethora of beautiful women, all of whom were looking at him with varying gleams in their eyes.
Just as he was about to say something else, a busty dragon girl stepped forward and outright leaped into his arms!
"Az, I think we should kill even more people! After all, these creatures reproduce faster than we can kill them!"
Nao Long hugged the side of his neck as she swung around in circles with an oddly mesmerizing glint in her green eyes—a glint that oozed impossible levels of killing intent.
"Yes, I say we go and find the organizations that these worms came from and eradicate all their nine generations!" You Mei chimed in with a few bouncy hops in mid-air, quickly finding herself snuggling up against Azmodeus with that same deadly look in her gaze.
"They truly don\'t have any value left, so why bother leaving them alive?" Bing Nu Shen inquired with a graceful smile, her well-endowed figure elegantly walking over to the expressionless, crimson-haired man.
"I agree…"
"Seconded."
"I\'m hungry… Are there any desserts left in that venue…?"
Chi Wu, Li Na, and Yang Hua agreed with their fellow sisters as they got a little closer to the man they dreamed of dancing in blood with.
"It is fine to kill all these useless sperm worms, but could I get a bit more experience this time around?" Pan Nu interjected the current conversations with an agitated tapping of her icy blue, lightning-streaked sword.
"Junior Sister Pan Nu, we all know that your \'experience\' is just an excuse you tell yourself so as to pretend like you\'re master\'s little saint, but it isn\'t fooling anyone, so why even bother?" Rou Tian included her input as well.
Making sure to accentuate her assets while taking furtive glances at her master, she used her slender arms to push up her plump breasts from below.
"..."
Azmodeus was going to make this a teachable moment, but all these women ever seemed to care about was murdering more things, completely overlooking the reason for which they killed them.
I kill for greater strength… But these women kill just for the sake of killing…
He heaved an exasperated sigh upon thinking about how crazy these women were, as he didn\'t know how he ended up with this sort of group as company…
But regardless of his vexation, he soon put his focus on the innumerable system notifications currently bombarding his vision.