"Freedom after just five hundred years?"
Knull was tempted. Five hundred years was naturally a very long time for humans, but for a god like him, who had lived for over ten billion years, it was barely longer than a yawn.
"You don't need to worry about me using this method against you."
Andrew said, "With your strength, trapping you would require catching you off guard. If you already know about the method, there's no way I could trap you."
"As if I needed you to tell me that."
Knull snorted. The method he would teach Andrew could never pose a threat to him.
After considering it for a moment, Knull said, "I can help you, but once I'm free, you must return half the symbiotes to me. I need them to fight for me.
"Also, you cannot tell anyone else what you learn about me. We must sign a contract."
"Fine. There are countless Knulls in the Multiversal Universe. I have no reason to make trouble for you."
Andrew smiled. He had no intention of tricking Knull, for a simple reason: in five hundred years, he would definitely have reached the multiversal level. When Knull gained his freedom, Andrew would leave him alone as long as he stayed out of his way. If he dared provoke Andrew, Andrew would slap him straight back onto the Symbiote Planet and seal him again.
For other Demon Kings, five hundred years would do little to improve their strength, but Andrew had gone from a nascent Skyfather to a top-tier Skyfather in just five years.
Five hundred years was more than enough to reach the multiversal level.
Knull knew none of this, so he wasn't particularly wary of Andrew. "Countless Knulls?" he grumbled. "Don't tell me you intend to deal with the others