Accept demonification and become the Fourth Progenitor of the Evil Tide Civilization.
This was the best condition the Undying Supreme could offer Aoziman.
After all, in the Undying Supreme's eyes, Aoziman had already surpassed ordinary beings who had only just touched upon the Level-9 Path, reaching the same Supreme realm as itself.
The Undying Supreme had even quite naturally imagined that the Aoziman · Diesi before it was also a special being like itself, one who desperately concealed his strength and refused to break through to the peak.
There were benefits to recruiting a Supreme-level being like Aoziman into the Evil Tide Civilization.
The Evil Tide Civilization was not some top-level civilization arrogant enough to bulldoze its way across the Star Realm at will. At any rate, the several Supremes all seemed quite rational.
Aoziman's disdainful sneer at this moment was his most direct answer to the Evil Tide Civilization and the Undying Supreme.
Were more than a hundred Dominators really that impressive?
It was merely a coward who had clearly reached the Level-9 realm, yet dared not break through!
Neither the Evil Tide Civilization nor the Undying Supreme itself was worthy of making Aoziman · Diesi bow his head.
Especially now that Aoziman had already become a Level-9 Being, the Undying Supreme's attempt at recruitment seemed somewhat laughable.
If the Evil Tide Civilization had come to recruit Aoziman · Diesi two hundred thousand years ago,
he might have seriously considered it.
But today... With a cold sneer, Aoziman asked the Minghe Empire army across the surrounding starfield battlefield, "Are you willing to join the Evil Tide Civilization?"
"No!" A tidal roar like mountains calling and seas surging erupted from the Minghe Empire army across this Starry Sky Battlefield.
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