Apocalypse: Infinite Evolution Starts from Attribute Allocation

He emphatically made his point!

For both public and private reasons, Wang Ye would not linger in the Kenta Cosmic or even divine domains under 718 any longer.

Having someone to take over was indeed more than ideal.

Of course, a high-dimensional cosmic was not something that Emperor Jin Guoshi could afford alone.

Even with a discount, it far exceeded their financial capacity.

What’s the greatest wealth of a high-dimensional race?

It’s often the high-dimensional cosmic they inhabit.

Yet, Wang Ye’s target was not their money.

Even though he had already drained it.

His true goal was Combat Prowess!

It was the strong! It was talent!

He poached a team of members from the Exploration Department led by Jin Ligeng.

He poached a team of members from the Source Department under Jin Jingjing.

From the deeply wronged Emperor Jin Guoshi, he took three leading teams!

Fully equipped, 50 Golden-Winged Divine Race elites!

Including three major sectors of the Golden-Winged Divine Race’s outer area organizations!

The Exploration Department, proficient in exploratory flight, and the Source Department, proficient in resource exploration, each filled with rare talents!

Not to mention the three leading teams from the Combat Department.

Even though Emperor Jin Guoshi offered the weakest three teams, they were still three of the strongest captains, plus twenty-seven Supreme Lifeforms!

Fully armed, with rich combat experience!

In no way inferior to the elite of the chaos races!

"From now on, you will follow me," Wang Ye was forthright, stuffing money their way.

The wool comes from the sheep anyway, since it’s all sheared from the big wronged one, he didn’t feel the slightest heartache.

If you want your subordinates to work hard for you, you naturally have to give them ample benefits.

"Thank you, Sixth Commander!" the five captains and the members were overjoyed.

For them, since they were working anyhow, wasn’t it better to earn more?

Moreover, having already been accustomed to staying in the Kenta Cosmic under the Sixth Commander’s lead, they were familiar with the arrangement.

It was merely a change of flags now.

Wang Ye smiled and nodded.

His Na Combat Department’s Sixth Legion was finally fully equipped!

Ten teams, a hundred strong!

Combat Prowess, maximized!

…

Depart!

Emperor Mu Qiushui and Emperor Jin Guoshi soon completed the handover of the Kenta Cosmic.

In the origin cosmic, essentially unchallenged.

But in the Primitive Cosmic Sea, whether it’s the Primal Chaos Stars or high-dimensional cosmics, the handover is not difficult.

As long as both parties are willing, it can be smoothly completed.

The Chaos Spacetime Shuttle sped through the Primitive Cosmic Sea.

"If the Third Commander hadn’t bought the Kenta Cosmic, what would you have done?" Emperor Mu Qiushui curiously asked.

"There are still Jin Ligeng and Jin Jingjing," Wang Ye chuckled. "I could always shear some wool off them, it’s just that the Third Commander gave more."

"Three Combat Department squads, he has no idea how valuable these are."

Emperor Mu Qiushui exclaimed, "Are they that valuable? Aren’t Combat Department members recruited directly?"

"Where do you recruit from?" Wang Ye looked at her. "Times have changed. The forces in the Great Bliss Divine Domain have already been reshuffled; the Golden-Winged Divine Race is no longer the behemoth it once was."

"In the battle in the Great Bliss Divine Domain, thirty-three Combat Department greatly depleted their Yuanqi, nearly a third of the Na Combat Department fell, and even Empress Jin Yena was seriously injured."

"Like you, their way of thinking hasn’t shifted yet; they don’t understand what is most important now."

"Only if your own strength is strong, are you really strong."

Emperor Mu Qiushui pursed her lips, a trace of sorrow in her Qiushui eyes: "Is our Golden-Winged Divine Race… really finished?"

"You don’t have to be that pessimistic," Wang Ye consoled. "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse; our Golden-Winged Divine Race, no matter what, has enough heritage. It’s just now under siege and fragmented."

"Once the war chaos ends, we can certainly regroup and gradually recover our vitality."

"However, it will be a new order by then."

Emperor Mu Qiushui leaned on Wang Ye, uttering a soft hum.

The reason she chose to give up the Kenta Cosmic and continue following the Sixth Commander is that she saw composure and confidence in him.

She saw a future.

When suppressing high-dimensional races, the Sixth Commander displayed strong capabilities.

In the divine domains under 718, he had early preparations.

Including the actions and arrangements after occupying the Kenta Cosmic carried out by the Sixth Commander.

He strategized perfectly!

Compared to co-defending the Kenta Cosmic with the Third Commander, she preferred to start anew with the Sixth Commander.

"Do we really need to help the Pudu Clan and confront the Netherworld Race together?" Emperor Mu Qiushui asked.

"Who said so?" Wang Ye exclaimed.

Emperor Mu Qiushui realized, "You aren’t just looking for a reason to trick the Third Commander, are you?"

"No," Wang Ye said with a smirk, "aren’t we currently heading towards the Pudu Cosmic?"

"What?" Emperor Mu Qiushui exclaimed, "Are we really going to fight? I thought it was just a bluff. But can we defeat the Netherworld Race?"

"No, we can’t," Wang Ye shrugged. "Two Chaos Gods, what were you thinking?"

Emperor Mu Qiushui was even more puzzled, "If we can’t defeat them, what are we going to do in the Pudu Cosmic?"

"Help the Netherworld Race fight the Pudu humans," Wang Ye said.

Emperor Mu Qiushui: ???

Wang Ye revealed a smile, "Everything is based on self-interest. We help whoever benefits us the most; after all, neither of the races are good stuff."

"We don’t need to participate directly in the combat."

"Once the Pudu humans start to lose, they’ll definitely flee in the direction away from the 718 Divine Domain Territory."

"All we need to do is wait for the prey to come to us."

Seeing Wang Ye’s smile, Emperor Mu Qiushui felt conflicted.

He almost forgot that the Sixth Commander was not only cunning but also ruthless in his methods!

Following him was the right decision.

*

*

Pudu Cosmic.

"We must hold our ground!"

"At any cost, repel the Netherworld Race!"

Tribe Leader Pusui, with his purple long beard, spoke heroically.

Standing over ten meters tall, he possessed the Perfection Bloodline, flowing with noble blood.

The Pudu humans’ warriors were in multitude, their morale high and combat spirit boiling!

As the second-ranked high-dimensional race of the 718 Divine Domain Territory, they possessed remarkable talents and combat prowess!

Even facing the Netherworld Race, they showed no fear!

"Tribe Leader, will the Jade Beauty Divine Race come to our aid?" a warrior of their race asked.

"No," Pusui calmly responded, without any deceit, "The Jade Beauty Divine Race can’t expose themselves for now and will not intervene in the race conflict. But the Human Great Clan Alliance will send their strong ones!"

"The chaos races fear the Human Great Clan Alliance, which is why they struck first."

"We just need to hold out until the reinforcements from the Human Great Clan Alliance arrive, and then we can protect the Pudu Cosmic!"

"Drive out the Netherworld Race!"

"Humans will prevail!" "Humans will prevail!!" Echoes of chants resounded across the Pudu Cosmic.

Inspired by this, the Pudu humans’ warriors’ combat spirits soared to the skies!

They would not be defeated!

...

Strong ones from the Human Great Clan Alliance?

They were already dead!

"How ridiculous that the Pudu humans still don’t know," a Netherworld Race elite sneered.

"Really, when did this happen?" Wang Ye asked, surprised.

Using the Tri-Transfiguration Mirror and disguised as a Netherworld elite, Wang Ye quietly blended into the Netherworld army.

Although the Netherworld Race had two Chaos Gods, those transcendental beings wouldn’t pay attention to ordinary Netherworld elites.

"Chang Buli did it," the Netherworld elite said. "He ambushed them perfectly, clashed head-on, and crushed the strong ones from the Human Great Clan Alliance, even their team leader perished."

"Otherwise, how could we dare to recklessly oppose the Pudu humans?" another Netherworld elite said.

Wang Ye chuckled, "The Pudu humans are just an appetizer. Once we take them down, we’ll go after the Golden-Winged Divine Race!"

"Needless to say," the Netherworld elite laughed loudly, "how ridiculous that the Golden Winged Birdmen still think they are the high and mighty divine race of old, unaware that they’re now caged birds, barely worth our attention."

"Just kill them in the end," the leading Netherworld Tribe Leader said. "They are helpless and on the path to their doom."

After evaluating Wang Ye for a moment, the Nether Supreme Tribe Leader asked uncertainly, "Which camp are you from? You seem unfamiliar."

"I am under Emperor Ju," Wang Ye replied indifferently, displaying a Supreme Zhen Yan that commanded respect. The Nether Supreme Tribe Leader nodded and asked, "How should I address you?"

"Wang Ye," Wang Ye revealed a slight smile.

Whoosh! The face of the Nether Supreme Tribe Leader changed immediately: "May I know why you are here?"

"I want to lead by example and hone my combat skills," Wang Ye smiled. "Don’t worry about me, just prepare for combat."

"Yes, sir," the Nether Supreme Tribe Leader respectfully said.

Wang Ye nodded and said no more.

To him, the Nether Supreme Tribe Leader, a Supreme Lifeform, was merely ordinary trash.

With his overpowering strength, he had enough confidence and assurance.

"Pudu humans, they indeed have the Human Great Clan Alliance backing them..." Wang Ye gathered quite a bit of information.

The current situation was extremely unfavourable for the Pudu humans.

They had almost no chance of winning.

Then they shouldn’t blame him for kicking them when they were down.

Soon—

"Wooo!!!" Horns blared throughout the Netherworld army, the aura of Chaos Gods spreading far and wide, magnificent!

Countless Netherworld warriors raised their arms and shouted, their combat spirit boiling! n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The attack begins!

Pudu Cosmic!