Noah's eyes burned with brilliant intensity as understanding crystallized into ambition. The numbers were staggering, representing advancement potential that would have taken others eons to accumulate through conventional methods. His voice carried tyrannical certainty as he spoke his realization aloud.
"It seems…I need to focus on hunting Duke-level entities."
The statement buzzed in the air like a declaration of war against the established order of existence itself!
He knew that currently, his power remained far below that of an Honored Living Existence, let alone a Duke. But if he could continue eliminating such beings through strategic positioning and clever use of his unique resources, if he could keep converting their deaths into nutrients for his advancement... he would catch up soon enough.
