Apocalypse: Infinite Evolution Starts from Attribute Allocation

Depart!

Wang Ye led the Sixth Legion Commander, riding the Combat Department’s Chaos Spacetime Shuttle on a mission.

Every divine domain is naturally not empty around it.

There are fortune divine realms and innate chaos realms that are born from stealing the creation of heaven and earth.

Even more so, there are tens of thousands of high-dimensional cosmic universes, and hundreds of millions of independent Primal Chaos Stars.

No one knows when these Primal Chaos Stars will transform into a high-dimensional cosmic universe.

It’s even less clear where, under the envelopment of chaos energy, a Chaos God falls, and its internal cosmic universe turns into a new high-dimensional cosmic universe.

The only eternal constant of the Primitive Cosmic Sea is the divine domains.

Because this is the evolution of the Chaos Extreme Path, created by the hands of the great Primitive Controller.

Even the Cosmic Sea True Divine cannot destroy it in the slightest.

"How long will it take to arrive?" Wang Ye asked.

"At full speed, it will take 69 years," said the Moon Lemon King.

"That far?" Wang Ye expressed surprise.

The Combat Department’s Chaos Spacetime Shuttle is the latest model, different from the antique that the Origin Ancestor gave to himself.

69 years, that’s almost to the border of the Great Bliss Divine Domain.

"Yes, approaching the Slaughter Blade Divine Domain, it’s in a zone of weak defense," said the Moon Lemon King. "The vast majority of high-dimensional races who are unwilling to pay the territorial management fee are located in the outer regions, and all have vassal races."

Wang Ye nodded.

The closer to the divine domains, the stronger the Golden-Winged Divine Race’s influence becomes.

High-dimensional races have basically two ways to survive.

Either become a vassal, or pay a hefty territorial management fee.

Otherwise, they can be annihilated in a matter of minutes.

The Sky race, for example, is a vassal to the Golden-Winged Divine Race.

There is no need to pay the territorial management fee, but they must send strong fighters to wage war on behalf of the Golden-Winged Divine Race.

You don’t have to be a vassal to the Golden-Winged Divine Race. Other divine races, including the chaos races, are also options.

The Dark race is a vassal to the Netherworld Race; their territories are protected by the Netherworld Race, and the territorial management fees are actually the responsibility of the Netherworld Race.

Of course, the fees are not paid to the Golden-Winged Divine Race.

Although the Golden-Winged Divine Race occupies the Great Bliss Divine Domain, they are just working for the Dongyin Primitive Race.

With the Divine King Dongyin now dead, the East Primitive Territory is in chaos, with each divine race hoarding wealth and growing. High-dimensional races naturally do not wish to continue handing over hefty management fees.

To be accurate, it’s the races backing them as vassals that don’t want to pay.

As for those who don’t have other races as vassals and develop on their own, such as the spiritual race,

Even though they are still paying territorial management fees, they are also undecided, with doubts in their hearts.

Can the Golden-Winged Divine Race really protect them?

Will the Golden-Winged Divine Race be eradicated in the next moment?

What will they do if other races come to charge them territorial management fees afterward?

But they do not dare not to pay.

Especially the closer to the divine domains, the greater the likelihood of being made an example of.

"How many Combat Departments have received the suppression mission so far?" Wang Ye inquired.

"To my knowledge, nearly half," replied the Moon Lemon King.

Wang Ye nodded.

That is, 16 Combat Departments.

If on average each Combat Department deals with 10 high-dimensional races, that’s 160 high-dimensional races.

"The number is a bit high," Wang Ye mused with a chill.

Although there are tens of thousands of high-dimensional cosmic universes outside the Great Bliss Divine Domain, many belong to divine and chaos races.

There are also many that are private and declining.

The high-dimensional races, actually, there are not many left.

There are roughly 5000 high-dimensional cosmic universes.

On the outskirts of the divine domains, let’s say around 1000.

Subtracting half that pay the territorial management fees independently, there are probably about 500 vassal high-dimensional races.

"Nearly one-third have started to rebel," Wang Ye thought with a chill.

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The rest are probably waiting to see how things unfold.

If the Golden-Winged Divine Race does not handle things well, they could also rise in rebellion.

Even those high-dimensional races that pay the territorial management fees independently could delay and dodge as much as possible when that time comes.

"Is there much to gain?" Wang Ye exhaled softly.

If it were only an exception, it surely would be.

But if the task is spread out and looked at in its entirety, it’s not so certain.

Especially since all these high-dimensional races have other divine and chaos races backing them.

One wrong move in handling them could bring about great trouble!

But, that is the Golden-Winged Divine Race’s affair.

"It doesn’t concern me," thought Wang Ye, who would be more than happy to see things get even more chaotic.

If the Golden-Winged Divine Race were united, they would then have the spare time to meddle in the affairs of the Sky race and the origin cosmic universe, and that’s when the real trouble would start.

Now?

"Make money!"

"Take advantage!"

"All risks and consequences, borne by the Golden-Winged Divine Race!"

Wang Ye felt very relaxed.

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Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three Chaos Spacetime Shuttles from the Na Combat Department were flying at high speed, shuttling through the Primitive Cosmic Sea.

Encased in the thick energy grid membrane, their speed had been pushed to the limit.

"Third Commander, is this really a good idea?" the captain Stone Maned Emperor hesitated.

"What’s wrong with it?" Emperor Jin Guoshi responded with his hands behind his back, his head held high.

Stone Maned Emperor said, "This is clearly a benefit intended for the Sixth Commander by the senior official. Won’t we upset the senior official by interfering like this?"

Emperor Jin Guoshi sneered coldly, "What do I care if she’s unhappy? Why doesn’t she consider whether we are happy or not? Why should a newbie like the Sixth Commander get such a mission?"

Stone Maned Emperor said, "It is said he significantly aided the senior official in the Glazed Death Realm mission."

Emperor Jin Guoshi’s eyes sharpened, "Haven’t we put our lives on the line for the senior official? My Third Legion Commander has sustained considerable losses in the continuous battles against the chaos races in the lands of opportunity."

Stone Maned Emperor sighed softly.

He knew that once the Third Commander had made a decision, it couldn’t be changed.

Emperor Jin Guoshi said, "Don’t worry, we’ll make a quick profit and go, without affecting the overall situation or giving Empress Jin Yena a chance to trouble me."

Stone Maned Emperor revealed a bitter smile.

If the senior official heard this, there would be big trouble.

But the Third Commander truly didn’t care; he had the identity, the stature, and most importantly, the strength.

Being subordinate to the senior official was only temporary.

In the end, it would come down to who would be the first to break through to become Chaos Gods!

"I wonder if the Sixth Commander is easy to get along with?" Stone Maned Emperor pondered.

He hadn’t found out much about the mysterious Sixth Commander.

Not only was his background a mystery, but he was also extremely low-profile, rarely venturing out.

He seemed to be a Cultivate fanatic.

"Shouldn’t cause trouble with the Third Commander, right?" Stone Maned Emperor considered to himself.

...

Inside the Chaos Spacetime Shuttle.

"Cause trouble? Why would that happen," Wang Ye chuckled.

"Aren’t you angry?" Jin Tong asked curiously.

"Didn’t Emperor Mu Qiushui mention it early on?" Wang Ye said, "Since we already knew the other legions would meddle, is there any reason to be angry?"

Wang Ye was quite satisfied with Jin Tong.

The fellow had a good network, with friends spread across all Combat Departments.

And he had very reliable information.

He even knew that Third Commander Emperor Jin Guoshi was heading to his destination to beat him to the punch.

"Actually, Sixth Commander, have you considered... reporting immediately to Empress Jin Yena?" Jin Tong hesitated for a moment.

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow, "Are you teaching me how to handle my affairs?"

"No, not at all," Jin Tong replied quickly, "I just think since we haven’t met yet, reporting to the official in advance can prevent incidents and minimize the rift between both sides."

Wang Ye smiled lightly, "The Third Commander doesn’t even take the senior official seriously, so what’s the use of reporting? It wouldn’t help at all, but would actually deepen the rift."

"So we just let him take advantage of us?" Jin Tong asked.

"How can it be called taking advantage of us," Wang Ye said earnestly, "The Third Commander is merely being kind, helping us complete our mission! With him clearing the way, we can avoid a lot of trouble."

Jin Tong nodded slightly.

He probably understood the Sixth Commander’s attitude now.

It made sense.

If you can avoid making enemies, do so.

After all, the Sixth Commander had just assumed the position; avoiding adversaries was wise, though it was somewhat hard to swallow for pride.

A little less profit, the Sixth Commander probably didn’t care much about.

But as a captain, he still had the duty to report to the Sixth Commander.

Especially since the Sixth Commander hadn’t kept his promise to him yet!

What about introducing him to a wealthy lady?

"Speaking of which, Sixth Commander," Jin Tong licked his dry lips, showing a sheepish smile, and asked, "Didn’t you say last time... you were going to introduce me to her?"

"Right, I almost forgot about that," Wang Ye suddenly remembered.

"So—?" Jin Tong hinted with a raised eyebrow.

"No time now," Wang Ye spread his hands, "And she’s in the divine domains. Why didn’t you say something earlier?"

Jin Tong: "..."

How did it become his fault?

"Do well on the mission, and you’ll have your fun when we get back," Wang Ye said with a smile, patting Jin Tong’s Wings and narrowing his eyes, "This trip isn’t as simple as it looks on the surface."

Jin Tong looked puzzled.

What was complicated about it?

Wasn’t it just suppressing the high-dimensional races?

Did those inferior grade races really dare to rebel?

Wang Ye didn’t explain much.

As someone who’s always been an absolute controller in the divine domains of the Golden-Winged Divine Race, living too long in comfort and looking down on others, they often couldn’t feel the undercurrents stirring.

Including Jin Tong and the Third Commander.

Do you want to share in the spoils?

That’s just what I was hoping for.

"Let the Third Legion Commander test the waters of this mission for me," Wang Ye’s eyes twinkled.