I Will Eventually Become a Capitalist Tycoon?

—We were the extension of Sui's will.

If we died, Sui would not die.

But if Sui died, our side would definitely be wiped out in one fell swoop.

However.

Fortunately, Black, Russell's never-before-met good brother from different fathers and mothers, was incredibly generous.

The Shendu Magic Compendium was practically handed out with a single click.

The means to counter Sui had thus been brought to Terra in full.

"After this battle, there will be no more giant beasts. Sui."

Russell looked at those familiar—and perhaps unfamiliar—faces without hesitation.

He directly summoned Huihui and used a spell to strip away the parts of their bodies corresponding to Sui, turning them into Dragonborn masks.

The Twelve Sui Faces.

Were thus completed.

"What a peculiar feeling."

Dressed in otaku clothes utterly unlike his younger siblings' style, Chongyue held the Candle Dragon mask and offered it to Russell.

They had dealt with Sui.

In exchange.

The Sui aspects would bestow their authority upon Russell.

That had been the payment agreed upon from the beginning.

As those words were spoken.

The Sui aspects, including Xi, Ling, and Nian, also offered their Sui masks to Russell.

At this.

Ya Zi shook his head.

Long ago.

He had indeed considered turning the authorities of the Twelve Sui Aspects into tools for use.

But—

Now that he was preparing to plant the Ten-Tails, there was really no need.

Did they know the value of forcibly collecting the souls, memories, genes, and even the life of a planet itself from every living thing throughout its history, then refining it into a pill?

Compared to the future fruit of that God Tree, the authority of the Sui aspects was merely so-so.

Besides.

Russell now lacked no abilities capable of beating ordinary giant beasts like dogs.

Continuing to chase after