Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP!

Chapter 195: Fighting True Darth, The Grind

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"You actually dare to come into the land gifted to me by the Emperor himself and tarnish it in such a way!? Are you looking for death!?"

The grating voice of a man larger than a universe reverberated across the entirety of his fief.

"..."

Azmodeus listened to the words of the collosal man, as it wasn't long before the owner of said voice sped onto the scene.

True Darth was of a different species from a human, possessing features that were a mix between the blue titans of Norse mythology and the large, muscular men of Greek mythology.

His attire was that of a white wave-like toga, similar to the ones worn by Greek gods or commoners. On the other hand, his dazzling sun headpiece was definitely more along the lines of one of the gods, as his grandiosity truly knew no bounds.

But it wasn't just his appearance that gave one the illusion that he was analogous to a god, as his size trumped a universe a billion to one!

Furthermore, his aura was only something that one akin to a god should possess!

And that wasn't to even mention the fact that he was capable of flight...-

Wait... flight?? To be able to fly...

Azmodeus already knew which direction his thoughts were about to veer in. He heaved a sigh before asking, "Not an Astral Leap Participant, but it seems like you're from Earth, huh...?"

"????"

True Darth shot his menacing gaze toward the dust-like figure floating beneath him, as he never would've expected the intruder to say something like that.

"Earth... I faintly remember such a place... It was a world I lived in before ascending to godhood. That time was billions of years ago..." He responded with a reminiscent glint in his large, glowing eyes.

He didn't know why he felt the need to respond to someone who would undoubtedly die, but for some reason, hearing that word put him in a melancholic mood.

Azmodeus understood this as well, but there was something that he was curious about, so he voiced his question while standing with his hands behind his back:

"How many more heroes are there other than you?"

FWIP!

His figure blurred as he took out a sleek black Planet Rank sword and dashed straight toward where True Darth was leaving the area hit by his fist strike.

The end result of this strike caused far more damage than Azmodeus did, as everything within a countless number of parsecs disappeared without a trace, leaving a vast gorge with its edges nowhere in sight.

The grind begins...

A voracious smirk nearly formed on his divinely chiseled face as he decided to attack first this time around!

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Like a ceaseless war, time passed in orderly fashion, leaving behind nothing but the echoes of the past in its unimpeded advance.

5 years forever vanished from the Astral Plane's timeline.

Azmodeus encountered True Darth millions of times, dying within an instant before rushing right back to fight without respite.

No matter how many times the Regional Lord killed the cockroach, one more would just spawn right back in, attacking with even more force. And from what he could tell, the cockroach was improving...

It seemed like an impossible thing to believe, but after crushing the bug with overwhelming might before doing it all again repeatedly, True Darth could most definitely feel the strength of the cockroach increasing...

By the 1-year mark, Azmodeus could take on the initial force of the Regional Lord's reality-severing strike.

2 years: Azmodeus could survive the initial strike and a few nanoseconds of the force that came afterwards.

3 years: He could survive the first strike with half his existence in shambles, but he survived nonetheless.

4 years: A counterattack could be made → Dealt barely any damage.

5 years...

5 years was where it truly became interesting...

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