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Time passed bit by bit.

Dam and the others hit it off with Renoli and his group right away.

"Dam, with such excellent physical abilities, why didn’t you join the Nova Corps? Why become city guards instead?"

Renoli carried two large fish over his shoulder as he headed toward the temple, asking casually.

Dam’s superpower seemed to be physical in nature. While it was not on the same level as his or Kyle’s, it was clearly many times stronger than that of ordinary people.

With such physical abilities on Xandar, joining the Nova Corps would not be difficult.

"To be honest, we were too afraid to go to the front lines before, so we didn’t dare take the assessment and ended up with easy jobs in the city guard."

"The guard work is easy, but it doesn’t pay much."

"So I’ve been considering taking the Nova Corps assessment soon and making some real money."

When Renoli asked about it, Dam casually came up with an excuse that was easy to believe.

Through their conversation, he had learned that Renoli and the others had come to pay their respects to Lord Kassadin, though they had only met Miss Sonia.

Clearly, Lord Kassadin had decided to grant them his blessing, so Dam did not dare meddle in their affairs.

"Joining the Nova Corps means being tied down. You’d be better off becoming a bounty hunter like us. One big job, and you can rest for a year or two."

"Mansions, fine wine, beautiful women—you can have it all without taking orders from anyone. Isn’t that much freer?"

Kyle carried five or six stacked fish on his shoulder and walked steadily. Hearing Dam’s words, he spoke loudly.

They were quite proud of being Bounty Hunters.

"Bounty Hunters are great, but only by joining the Nova Corps and obtaining Nova Armor can I feel safer."

Dam envied the lifestyle Kyle described, but he still chose the more stable, down-to-earth path.

As they chatted, the group arrived at the temple.

Although night had fallen, the temple remained brilliantly illuminated under the lights.

When Dam saw Lord Kassadin’s statue, he pressed his palms together and bowed.

Dam’s three brothers had wanted to kneel directly, because of the blessing Mr. Kassadin had granted them.

In just one month, it had already visibly improved their lives and their dreams.

However, when the three of them saw Dam’s actions, they followed his example and bowed as well.

Renoli watched their synchronized movements, his eyes flickering as he fell into thought.

When he had first met Dam, Dam had directly addressed Kassadin as "Lord," and his words had been filled with admiration.

Although Dam had deliberately concealed it during their conversation, he still could not suppress the respect in his heart when faced with Kassadin’s statue.

Since Dam did not say it outright, Renoli did not deliberately expose him.

Dam and his group had successfully joined the Void Cult and seemed to have gained some abilities from it.

This made Renoli even more determined to join the Void Cult.

After all, judging by Dam and the others, Kassadin clearly did not usually issue them orders.

This meant that joining the Void Cult would not come with many restrictions.

Only when necessary would Kassadin perhaps issue missions for the Void Cult members to carry out.

Renoli first went to call Lacey down, and together they lit a fire near the base of the temple and roasted the fish.

The group gathered around the fire, chatting as they temporarily settled down there.

Meanwhile, the news Kassadin had personally released spread throughout the Milky Way Galaxy over the course of a day.

"Join a glorious evolution?"

"Is this Kassadin trying to fool people?"

Aboard a secondhand Interstellar Spaceship, Star-Lord listened to music while reading the news online, suspicion appearing on his face.

"Kassadin is planning to build a faction. He’ll definitely offer some benefits, but it’s hard to say how much."

"But don’t go courting death by delivering yourself to his doorstep."

"He said everyone, but that might not include Ravagers like us, who are hostile to Bounty Hunters."

"But Kassadin actually chose Xandar. There should be a good show soon enough over that choice of location."

Yondu smiled when he heard Star-Lord’s words.

If the Nova Corps were smart, they might live a few more years. But if they were not smart enough and investigated the Void Cult Kassadin had established—

If some conflict broke out, Yondu had no doubt that the Nova Corps would be destroyed because of it.

If he had to choose, he would rather make an enemy of the Nova Corps than provoke Kassadin.

This Kassadin was like a god who had appeared out of nowhere, and that god seemed to be plotting something.

But no matter what he was plotting, Yondu only wanted to watch the show. As long as he did not get involved, it was fine.

"I’m quite satisfied with and confident in my own strength. There’s no need for me to seek him out."

Star-Lord was somewhat interested when he heard that, but he also understood that he could not blindly deliver himself to Kassadin’s doorstep.

They were already trying their best to avoid Kassadin. Only someone whose brain had been slammed in a door would go offer himself up to die.

"I just wonder how the Kree will react."

"After all, Xandar and Kree are among the few great empires in the Milky Way Galaxy."

Star-Lord then said thoughtfully.

"Who cares? Let the dogs bite each other. We’ll just watch. Maybe we can even fish for some benefits in troubled waters."

Yondu burst into laughter.

The more chaotic the universe became, the better it was for Bounty Hunters and Ravagers, because chaos bred hatred, and hatred represented profit.

On a planet littered with severed limbs and wreckage, looking as though it had suffered a devastating calamity—

A burly, purple-skinned man clad in armor sat upon a somewhat ruined throne, watching the news rapidly spread through the universe’s communication networks. His deep eyes shifted slightly.

Thanos had naturally heard of Kassadin’s growing fame throughout the Milky Way Galaxy and his recent active movements.

More than Kassadin’s strength, what concerned Thanos was the rumored language Kassadin used and his place of origin: the blue planet C53.

That planet was far from ordinary, for it was one of the Nine Realms under the famed God King Odin.

It was also guarded by two great gods renowned throughout the universe: Ancient One, Sorcerer Supreme, and another.

With those two guarding it, very few dared cause trouble there.

But once the time was ripe, none of it would remain an obstacle.

Thanos dared to proceed slowly because he knew that few in the universe understood the true nature of the Infinity Stones.

As long as Kassadin did not interfere with his plan, then no matter what this god who claimed to come from the Void did, Thanos had no desire to concern himself with it.

But if Kassadin dared obstruct his plan, he would personally kill Kassadin. Everything was for the continuation of the universe and the balance of resources.

In Asgard, God King Odin also received news that Kassadin, who had recently been highly active in the Milky Way Galaxy, had established the Void Cult.

However, he did not take it seriously. Though Kassadin had killed various calamities and appeared quite formidable—

God King Odin had lived for thousands of years. What had he not seen?

Moreover, building a faction was no easy task. Even if Kassadin wanted to establish a massive power, it would take at least several hundred or even a thousand years before it took shape.

After all, gathering a group of useless people together did not make them a major power.

The most important thing for a major power was to endure the trials of time, allowing its people to pass on from generation to generation.

Once it had sufficient manpower, it also needed clear systems, ranks, and authority to ensure loyalty. Only after loyalty was secured could a faction truly be established.

Kassadin was willing to give everyone a chance, recruit talent widely, and use Xandar as a springboard to rapidly form his faction.

But that would merely gather a rabble together. In the end, it would become nothing more than a disorganized mess.

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