Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP! - Chapter 298

Chapter 298: A ‘Little’ Destruction…
Chapter 298

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“So, do you know which Zealot will be coming this time around?? Will it be the Nature one, or maybe the Fire Zealot-?”

“Ha! That is what most people said when I told them this information. However, the truth of the matter is that the Plasma Zealot will be the one to grace us with his presence today!”

As the line became ever shorter, the eyes of the other green-robed man got wider than ever before!

“Are you trying to tell me that the elusive Plasma Zealot is coming out into the public!? But it was said that he would not be coming out until the most recent Heavenly Transfiguration came to a close!”

“Have you been living under a rock at the bottom of the sea for the last few million years?”

The informative man slapped his forehead with a disgruntled expression.

Kicking over a few loose plasma pebbles in the cobblestoned trail, he maintained his composure and said, “The Heavenly Transfiguration ended a little bit ago, apparently marking the coming of the Crimson God.”

“The Crimson God!? He is here!?”

The uninformed man started to freak the fuck out!

After all, who hadn’t heard of the Crimson God!?

He was a gawddamn legend!!

“Are you a moron or something!? From the scriptures of Divine Emperor Harkath, it was said that the Crimson God would only descend when the moon was red and the time was ripe. And as far as red moons go, the one in our sky has not once turned red.”

‘A red moon…? What the hell… Did I really say all this??’

Azmodeus was beginning to doubt the veracity of the words coming out of the mouths of these two idiots, but he still decided to continue listening in.

After all, maybe a few words of their ceaseless drivel would be quite interesting.

“So, if the Mythical Crimson God hasn’t appeared and the Plasma Zealot is making his first appearance… Then does that mean a new Divine Emperor is about to be crowne-”

Whack!

“Shut up, you bumbling moron!” The informative man berated the big-mouthed one, giving a few smacks and mouth cover-ups along the way.

After cautiously scanning his surroundings and hoping that nobody heard what was said, the man let go of the slightly larger, weaker man.

“Hey! What was that for!?” The dumb one yelled.

“Well, it was your fault for talking about such a sensitive topic! Are you trying to get us all killed or what!? You do know that the Divine Emperor has still yet to officially take the Divine Throne and crown himself the Divine Emperor, right!?”

“Well, I mean… Yeah…”

“Then, what the hell were you talking about just a second ago!? If you’re courting death so badly, then do it without me!”

Wham!

The smarter one kicked the dumber one in the butt.

Realizing that it was their turn in line, he pulled the dumb one by the ear and ascended the last of the cobblestoned steps. After which, they walked up to a tiny section of the gate’s left side. Paying the Gate Guard for entry, they proceeded to make their way toward a small crack in the crackling purple gate.

It was only after they slipped into the crack that the door closed just enough that no one could view the mystical wonders that lay within.

However, before the crack fully closed, Azmodeus caught a glimpse of a few Spirit Fairies as well as some Lord Elves riding on top of dragons and wyverns.

Flying around in the lightning-filled skies, they headed in their own directions, seemingly enjoying their time in the Primordial Tripod.

“Ahh… Even the races have started to mingle with one another. This will also be very good for increasing the rate at which I cultivate-”

“NEXT!”

An irritated voice took Azmodeus out of his low mumblings.

Attention drawn to the voice’s source, he saw a dragon/elf hybrid with a galaxy cap on. Wearing a slightly veiny expression and furrowed brows, he was clearly annoyed by something.

“Hey, can you get a move on, bub!? We got things to do and places to be! Not a single damn one of us has the luxury of waiting for you to get done playing with yourself in line!”

Azmodeus turned his head toward a human/dragon hybrid behind him, immediately realizing that he was the problem.

‘Can they really blame me for holding up the line?? That shit lasted for fucking forever! I might have had to spend my whole gawddamn life in that line if not for the fact that my lifespan was blown out of proportion!’

It may not have seemed like it, but more than 10 thousand years had passed since Azmodeus arrived in the Infinite World. And considering that half of it was spent in this infinity line, he didn’t deserve all the hate he was receiving!

“You know what? Fuck you!” Azmodeus cursed at the people behind him before flipping them off. Then, without a care in the world, he walked up to the gatekeeper and did the same exact thing.

“Fuck you too, buddy!” Two more middle fingers were thrown up. After which, Azmodeus slammed the gatekeeper’s head against a hard, glossy, cosmic table.

There was no reason for him doing this, but he just felt like taking his anger out on someone.

Following these purposeless actions, Azmodeus mind controlled the guard into getting him entry into the Primordial Tripod. On top of that, he got himself a VVIP citizen card, effectively making him the top dog.

After all of this was said and done, Azmodeus walked through the slightly cracked gates. However, before his body fully vanished to the other side, he stuck out a pointer finger and randomly shot out heat ray beams.

Upper bodies slid off their lower bodies, and people gained new holes that they didn’t previously have. But if Azmodeus were being honest, he didn’t give two shits.

The once-long line was reduced to countless people crawling around on the ground, trying to reattach their organs and appendages.

Of course, with their high cultivation bases, none of them actually died, but it was still a little funny to see all those stuck-up pricks crawl like zombies.

Picking up each other’s organs and intestines before placing them in the wrong people made this experience all the funnier.

“Welp, that is enough fun for me. With the creation of a scene that should’ve been in the Boys, it’s time to see just how well my cultivation improvement farm is doing.”

Following his slightly entertained voice, Azmodeus vanished past the enormous plasma gate, leaving everyone on the other side to writhe in extreme pain.

“Ahhh! My leg! Has anyone found my leg!?”

“Your leg! It’s now my leg!”

“What!? You motherfcka! I’ll kill you!”

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