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nTen years later.

nIn Purgatory City, at the Shadow Hunter Pavilion:

nMaximus looked at the bustling store as he calculated his gains over the past decades.

nWith the puppet taking care of the shop, he didn’t need to worry about anything else.

nHe only needed to tabulate the necessary resources and bought them every other day.

nDuring these ten years, the reputation of the shop continued to grow.

nMaximus had almost all the monopoly of lower-tier abyss source.

nFurthermore, for higher-tier abyss source, although there was a confidentiality contract.

nMany keenly noticed that all those who traded with him got what they wanted.

nEvery year, he could harvest the equivalent of over ten billion system points worth of abyss source just in the shop.

nHowever, fame also came with danger.

nThroughout the decade, Maximus and Skye faced frequent attacks from tier 8 squads.

nLuckily, there wasn’t any apex sovereign who showed any interest in him.

nHis wealth still can’t move those apex sovereigns from high above.

nAfter all, instead of arguing with him, they can earn more if they fight honestly.

nHis wealth is so insignificant that it can’t move their hearts.

nOf course, Maximus still had to be careful about everything.

nWho knows if there was a crazy lunatic who wanted to play with him?

nJust when he was in deep thought, a knock came at the door.

n“Come in.”

n“Maximus!” Skye closed the door and eagerly came into his embrace.

n“What happened? Are you bored with shopping?”

nlightsΝοvεl ƈοm “No, I just miss home…” Skye sighed.

nWhat he meant by home is their little manor in the Etherium Realm.

nMaximus’ wives and children, the little things.

nSkye felt reminiscent for the first time.

n“I also miss home…” Maximus nodded sadly.

nHow can he not miss them after twenty years of not seeing his family?

nThere are also his grandchildren; he wondered if there were any additions to the family.

nUnfortunately, this damn abyss realm is quite difficult; even a bit of communication is not possible.

n“When do you think we can go back?”

nAlthough they can absorb and condense their own merits crystal without any interest from the origin will.

nThe crystal merits they needed are still enormous.

nShe didn’t know how much Maximus needed, but for her, she needed at least 100 quadrillion crystal merits.

nEven with their current profits, earning that amount would take thousands of years.

n“Soon… we will come back soon,” Maximus said solemnly, kissing her forehead.

nMaximus estimated that he only needed about 15 years to condense enough mana to leave this damn world.

n“I hope so,” Skye looked at him hopefully.

n“Trust me…”

n…

nWhile they were flirting, his token suddenly vibrated.

n“Hmm?”

n“What is it?” Maximus asked Tintin.

n“A mandatory mission, Maximus Shadowcrest, is needed urgently in Gold Hive Outpost,” Tintin replied.

n“Oh,” Maximus nodded.

nAlthough his vaquisher status granted him many privileges, it came with corresponding responsibilities.

nFor example, from time to time, some public or public outposts needed some help.

nVanquishers and Executioners needed to mandatorily help once instructed.

n“I need to go first,” Maximus told Skye.

n“Hmm, be careful out there.”

n“I will.”

n…

nGetting into the teleportation array, he saw others with the same status as him.

nThey were also in the city waiting for some task.

nAfter all, staying in the Eternal Ruin Outpost was quite dangerous.

nThey would rather rot here and wait for mandatory missions from time to time and earn some big money.

nAs the array lit up, he suddenly felt a spiritual force put a mark on him and disturb the teleportation array signal, wrapping him.

n“Ambush?” Maximus hurriedly thought.

nBefore he could think any further, the teleportation array finished activating.

n…

nIn the abyss wasteland:action

nKnowing something was wrong, Maximus didn’t panic and carefully looked around.

nThis is the first time someone has blatantly tried to ambush him.

n“The Thief Saint, Flinch?” Maximus muttered, finally seeing the culprit.

n“As expected of a prodigy, you quickly sense me,” Flinch praised.

n“I didn’t expect that the Thief Saint was interested in me, a little fish,” Maximus sighed.

nThief Saint Flinch was the god of theft and robbery who hijacked the god’s authority of the previous thief god.

nHe called himself a saint because he was previously the saint of that thief god.

nMaximus could only shake his head at such irony when he had read about it.

n“Of course, I would not be interested in a normal little fish.”

n“But you are a little fish with a golden body,” Flinch teased.

n“So, what is it? What do you want from me?” Maximus asked coldly.

nHe didn’t look a bit scared.

nThis Thief Saint was only promoted to a high god in less than an epoch.

nIt can be said that he was weaker than Lysarian Silverleaf, the newly promoted apex sovereign from the arcane continent.

nAfter all, before Lysarian was promoted to tier 9, he underwent tens or hundreds of epochs of refining.

nA mere god who relied on a quick and easy path to gain strength would undoubtedly be weaker.

n“Hehe, of course, I want everything you have from now and the future,” Flinch licked his lips.

nHe had long regarded Maximus as his prey.

nThe little subordinate he sent to Maximus from the past decade was almost all from him.

nTo his surprise, Maximus seemed to have an overwhelming strength coming unscathed from all of this.

nLooking at the fearless kid, Flinch’s interest was aroused.

nBesides stealing what he wanted, the most was to play with these talented prodigies.

nWhile imagining Maximus exploding from anger.

nWhat he received was a nonchalant shake of the head.

n“Huh?” Flinch looked in surprise.

n“What do you mean?”

n“I mean, you’re too weak to get anything from me,” Maximus muttered emotionlessly.

n“Interesting!” Flinch’s smile was widening.

n“Are you a pervert?” Maximus asked, seeing Flinch look at him obsessively.

n“Hehe, I’m just romantic, as I would say,” Flinch refuted.

n“You’re indeed a pervert,” Maximus said with goosebumps.

n“How about we play? I will guess what item I can steal from you.”

n“If I’m wrong, I will leave?” Flinch said with a smile as he mobilized the law of thievery.

n“Oh?” Maximus looked with interest when he suddenly felt surrounded by the essence of law.

n“I guess I will get all your crystal merit!”

nSoon, the essence of law surrounding him began to converge, sensing all of his crystal merits.

nOf course, Maximus wouldn’t let that pass.

nDisguising his crystal merits, he quickly bought concentrated feces and quickly disguised it as crystal merit.

n“Then I guess what you got was a piece of **,” Maximus smiled teasingly.

nBefore Flinch could react, a massive load of feces was teleported to his face.

nHowever, to Maximus’s disappointment, instead of being angry, Flinch looked more interested.

n“Huh~” Flinch’s nose twitched as if he was smelling the feces.

n“A feces of a tier 9 Mystic Muskstalker?” Flinch muttered, licking the feces to confirm his guess.

n“What a great treasure!” Flinch said happily.

nMaximus, seeing this, just rolled his eyes.

nWhat the heck?

nDo you still dare to lick it?

nMaximus cursed countless times, facing this lunatic.

n“Good! Do you still have this treasure?!” Flinch seemed to have found his money bag.

nAlthough the feces of the Mystic Muskstalker were the stinkiest feces of all Etherium Realm, they are an excellent tonic for spiritual plants.

n“No more,” Maximus quickly shook his head.

nAt the same time, he couldn’t help but reflect.

nSeeing that it was the smelliest, he brought it without hesitation, regardless of the price.

nWho knew that he would face such a pervert?

n“Hehe, I think there is more!” Flinch muttered as he mobilized the essence of law again.

n“I thought you said if you guessed wrongly, you would leave?”

n“Huh, did I say that?” Flinch suddenly stopped.

n“Yes.”

n“I don’t remember anyway,” Flinch played dumb and came to steal from Maximus again.

nMaximus just shook his head and disguised a rock, which was quickly teleported to Flinch.

nHe can’t invalidate this skill as he still can’t control the power of law.

nHe can only fool it with tricks.

n“A rock?” Flinch frowned in disappointment.

n“Kid, what about other things?” Flinch said, urging the essence of law again.

nUnfortunately, what he got was another rock.

n“I don’t believe it!” Flinch muttered.

nUnfortunately, after hundreds of times, what he got was still a rock.

n“It’s useless,” Maximus finally smiled.

n“It seems that you still have some skill, kid.” Flinch finally gave up using his little tricks.

n“Can you send me to the Gold Hive Outpost already?” Maximus muttered lazily.

nThe Thief Saint’s reputation in the abyss realm is quite extensive.

nHe steals from all newcomers like entertainment.

nThe reason he hasn’t been on the wanted list until now is that he never harms those he steals from.

nHe will groom them like leek, cutting from time to time.

nThis also made many eager to have Flinch steal from them.

nAfter all, although they will lose something occasionally, they can also have an apex sovereign backer.

n“How can I send you back without getting something valuable?” Flinch quickly shook his head.

n“Didn’t I give you a valuable **?”

n“That doesn’t count; I got it with my own ability,” Flinch quickly denied.

n“What a mess,” Maximus thought.

nHe really didn’t want to talk to individuals with this kind of weird brain circuit.

nWho knew if he could get infected?

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