Kalu's race was merely one of the countless weak races among the billions of races in the universe.
There were far, far too many races like his in the universe.
The strongest member of his race was only an ordinary High Universe Venerable.
What kind of heritage could such a race possibly possess?
No one knew the hardship and longing Kalu had endured over the years as he felt his way forward alone.
He envied, resented, and yearned for the heritage and resources possessed by the pinnacle races.
When he was still an ordinary High King and had just joined the Demon Race camp on the Outer Domain Battlefield, the Demon Race's King Rank warriors had looked at him with disdain and contempt.
Those looks had cut him deeply.
Deep down, he felt terribly inferior when facing members of the pinnacle races.
This was a mindset shared by all weak races.
He had sworn that he would work hard and grow stronger.
But even after he became a Limit King, with combat strength approaching that of an Invincible King...
What did it matter?
Kalu knew that no matter how hard he worked or how desperately he fought, there was still a vast difference between him and the Demon Race's King Rank warriors.
That was because the Demon Race's military merit exchange system would never offer those precious manuals to outsiders like him.
Those precious manuals were available only to powerhouses within the Demon Race Alliance.
And so he yearned for them.
Now, what he had yearned for so desperately lay right before him.
How could he not be excited?
For Kalu, who followed the path of the Gold-Space Beast God, this was the greatest gift imaginable.
A path leading straight to becoming a Top Universe Overlord lay before him.
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