1. A slacker wanted to coast along and pad out his performance, avoiding being sabotaged by his boss.
2. Damn it, how could the profits be this high?
3. He simply couldn't hold himself back!
Dimogegen's mindset steadily and swiftly passed through three stages.
When profits reached 10%, they would begin to stir; when profits reached 50%, they would take desperate risks; when profits reached 100%, they would dare trample every law in the world beneath their feet; when profits reached 300%, they would dare risk the gallows.
Although Dimogegen was not a mortal, his nature was even greedier and more frenzied, so those words described his state of mind perfectly well.
Right now,
the gods had fallen into misfortune, and mortals' resistance against him had never been weaker.
Even the gods themselves were no longer beyond being worth plotting against.
How could the profits be merely 300%?
In only a short time,
Dimogegen's mindset was violently shaken before such absolute profit.
At that moment, in a daze, he even felt that Orsaga was as generous as his own father.
He had actually opened the doors to his treasury and let him take whatever he wanted.
This was truly moving!
For a time,
he had even entertained the idea of hauling out his entire fortune and launching a genuine all-out campaign that would smash pots and sell iron.
However,
with the rear that needed defending before him, he ultimately did not do so. He could only keep that thought buried in his heart.
Even so, amid a snowballing war of constant slaughter and constant troop summoning,
before long, he had still assembled more than a million Abyss troops.
They included all kinds of demons, all kinds of Undead Creatures, and various vassal creatures that had pledged themselves to him, including