“Erase the sky! Erase the monoliths! Erase every single one of those laughing peasants!”
Inspector General Tan Lang (Goodness: -99 / 100) shrieked until blood-red veins bulged across his soot-blackened forehead.
His singed silver hair stood straight up like a dandelion struck by lightning. The smoking fragments of his Supreme Black-Gold VIP Card still clung to his trembling fingers.
For ten million years, the mere sight of his obsidian dreadnought had forced galaxy-emperors to slit their own throats in tribute.
Yet today, five hundred billion miners, dockworkers, and schoolteachers across three thousand galaxies were pointing at his crispy hair and roaring with laughter!
“Executioners of the First Supreme Heaven!” Tan Lang raised his Half-Step Rank 10 Plunder-Scepter, channeling every drop of his blood-red usury essence into its skull-carved tip. “Deploy the Heaven-Devouring Usury Net! Drain five hundred billion mortals dry in a single breath and refine their marrow into replacement credit!”
“But Lord Inspector General, what about our embezzled pensions?!” Executioner Squad Leader Scar-Iron hesitated.
“Our soul-contracts are chained to his scepter!” the deputy commander barked grimly. “If he detonates our slave-seals, we die right now! Activate the net first and demand our back pay after!”
