Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP!

[Area width: 1 Galaxy]

[Upgrade Requirements: The Core of a 3 and a Half Layered Plane of Infinity]

[Rank of Residents: Primitive Mortal Lifeforms → Single-celled Organisms, Primitive Insects, Bugs, Small Birds, Fish, Large Birds, Dolphins, Large Fish, Monkeys, Large Reptiles, etc…]

[Advanced Mortal Lifeforms → Magma Fish, Lava T-Rex\'s, Fire Birds, Obsidian Devourers, etc…]

[Low Spiritual Lifeforms → Humans, Sea Leviathans, Lava Wyrms, World Eaters, Krakens, Embryonic Dragons, etc…]

[Time Dilation → 1:25,000]

[Qi Density → 10x that of the outside world] → [Continue upgrading in order to encroach upon the Qi Density of a higher plane of existence.]

"It\'s already become the size of a galaxy, huh?"

Azmodeus took another look at the Infinite World and was once again left amazed at its rate of evolution.

At the rate it\'s going, it likely won\'t be more than a few years before it achieves the size of a universe.

His thoughts stirred as he pondered the matter for a few moments. After which, he zorped back into the Infinite World.

FWIP!

When he reappeared inside the confines of the miniature universe once more, the first thing he noticed was the faint smell of charred embers in the air. This caused him to focus on a certain direction as he saw explosions going off in the distance.

"A battle…? In the Forest Biome?"

This piqued Azmodeus\'s curiosity as he shot toward the source of the chaos, quickly arriving at what appeared to have been the aftermath of a very intense battle.

"It seems like some of the Tribes have changed over the time that I\'ve been gone."

Azmodeus scrutinized the surroundings and saw residual elemental energies, all of which originated from Fire and Water Tribesmen.

"Are they still going at it? Even after the Water Tribe Leader killed the Fire Tribe Leader?"

He assumed that the Water Tribe Leader would\'ve long since taken the weed up by its roots, stem and all. However, it seems like he failed somewhere along the way.

After a moment of getting nowhere in his investigation of the scattered corpses and war-torn battlefield debris, Azmodeus opted to use a more direct approach.

FWOOM!

His body suddenly became visible to the world as he undid the natural layer of omniscient concealment around his body. Such an action resulted in the stragglers of the battlefield bearing witness to what appeared to be a Crimson God!

"Are you a God sent from the Heavens in order to bring us salvation!?" One of the Water Tribesmen pleaded on his knees while leaning up against a bloody boulder.

"Are you stupid!? Clearly, he is a Fire God, and he has come to assist the Fire Tribe!"

This time, it was a Fire Tribesman who spoke with a snappy voice as he held what used to be a fully functional arm—now just a blood-stained stub.

"No! You are blind! He is here for us!"

"You must be the dumbest creature to ever walk the face of the planet!! How stupid can one person be!?"

A series of lively banter spread out among the survivors of the Fire and Water Tribes as they butted heads without respite.

"Silence."

"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"

Azmodeus\'s voice took all of the stragglers out of their rankling as they simultaneously looked in the direction of the Crimson-eyed God. His appearance was otherworldly; his sun-halo backdrop was divine; and his disposition was unrivaled. These reasons alone were enough to have the various tribesmen on their knees as they begged for forgiveness.

The God in question paid them no mind as he waved his hand and said, "I am not from this world, and unless you wish to have your memories forcefully extracted, you will tell me what happened here."

As if in a trance, all the tribesmen gave their retelling of the events, leaving out not a single detail.

Their recounts put Azmodeus in a profound state, as he never would\'ve expected this to occur. At least, not so soon…

The Ice Tribe rose up from the bottom like a true underdog, swiftly and effectively taking their spot at the very top of the world hierarchy.

However, before they could fully cement their position as the strongest force, they had to get through the unstoppable monster—Harkath, the Leviathan God.

He was someone who rose up from the bottom, just like they did. Furthermore, he was able to rule over the world of Pandora with an iron fist for millions of years. He crushed all rebellions, quelled the unrest of the people, and even developed greater technology and infrastructure.

It was because of him that the world progressed in the right direction. But with time, his thirst for power grew too strong, and he decided that he didn\'t care about the consequences any longer…

Similar to myself, Harkath went on killing rampage after the next, murdering anybody who so much as looked at him the wrong way. However, in contrast to the way I went about it, he eventually became drunk on death, spouting nonsense such as how he would become the next God of Death.

Harkath also talked about how this \'Small Bubble\' would not be able to hold him any longer. He spoke about how he would one day meet the one who created them all. And when he did, he vowed to kill them, blaming all his pain and sorrow on me…

Sigh…

Azmond heaved a sigh upon recounting this part, as he probably would\'ve done the same thing if he were in Harkath\'s shoes.

But regardless of how he felt about the matter, there was still a story to retell…

So after Harkath went batshit crazy, the Ice Tribe could tolerate no more, as they ignited the sparks of rebellion and amassed more and more strength with each passing year.

Even the Fire Tribe and Water Tribe had joined up with the Ice Tribe, as all of them were working toward the same goal. And with the continued passing of time, the day they ultimately pushed Harkath into a corner finally came around...

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