The Strongest Conquest System

They quickly got lost in his eyes once again, but before they fully went out of it, Azmond made his move and knocked out all the women present with one clean tap on the back of their necks.

His figure flashed around the large tent at a speed not able to be perceived by the human eyehis actions were quick and precise, as he missed not a single one of the women.

And that was quite the feat, as there were dozens of women of various ethnicities and ages falling to the surface floor one after the other!

Normally they would hit the ground, followed by loud thuds, but before they could fully hit the hard rock and dirt-covered ground, Azmond's elegant figure phased once more as he softened their falls before moving on to the next group of women.

All of this occurred in the blink of an eye

After a few milliseconds, all the women he 'assisted' lay unconscious as Azmond walked up to each one of them before they disappeared from their spots.

He had transported them into his storage ring for easier transportation. He didn't want the hassle of them becoming dazed every time they looked at him, so he figured this was the most efficient course of action.

"..."

|Humph!| Boundless wanted to be mad over Azmond touching a bunch of random bit*hes! ... But held off for now.

Although these women were a needle in her eye!

She knew they had just come out of a terrible situation that she wouldn't wish upon the worst of her enemies

So she let it slide this time.

Azmond immediately noticed the attenuated effect of her hate and knew he had made the right decision. He didn't want to imagine the hell that would've been incurred should he have left them conscious

Goosebumps traveled down his back when imagining such a precarious scenario.

He turned his gaze away from the large tent as he began to walk outside before making his way over to the stragglers, who were far better off than the women.

He scrutinized their injuries in an instant and surmised that they could make it out of here themselves.

The badly injured ones had a degree of injury that could be easily healed with a unique application he found out he could use with the healing Qi quality that came along with 'Boundless Restoration'.

There was a certain element of Qi that he had inadvertently acquired when testing out the effectiveness of 'Boundless Restoration'. Of course he 'tested' it out by dismembering his body

Nevertheless, the result of such barbaric acts was the comprehension and usage of a new from of Qi he dubbed 'Healing Qi'.

And the spell he made from such a new type of Qi was nothing 'fancy', just a simple healing spell he named 'Minor Heal'. Although not a single feature of that skill could be considered 'Minor'.

He used such a skill while gliding across the air, making circles around the wooden carts.

Bright, dazzling green Qi exploded outward as the humans within the carts swiftly recovered from all their ailments!

Even injuries that had been laying dormant within their bodies for decades were resolved as easily as a swipe of the hand from a man whom they revered as nothing short of a god.

After expending a negligible amount of Qi on healing the common folk, he turned his indifferent gaze toward them and began to speak.

"You may all go on your way now. I have exterminated all goblins within the vicinity and left you all with a minute amount of my Qi as an extra safety precaution measure. Your easygoing journey back to whenst you came should be smooth sailing."

His voice came out in an earnest tone as he pointed at a dark, crimson glow that began to emit from the area around their chests.

"That is your golden ticket out of here, so make sure not to waste it. It will not last forever either."

His impassive voice echoed out before his stalwart figure faded into the distance. Forever disappearing from the sight of all those present below.

The previously stunned prisoners gradually came out of the stupor they didn't realize they were in!

... But only after Azmond had disappeared from his previous position.

It seemed like his looks could be counted as a form of power all on their own

That was when the former prisoners started to sweat bullets when they realized the unforgivable error they made.

All the common folk began to internally freak out when they registered the fact that they had been implotite with their savior

They hurriedly collapsed their bodies before bowing in reverence for the god who had saved their lives. Following such an action was a loud, boisterous shout as every single one of them, without exception, yelled out.

"Thank You For Saving Our Lives, Lord!!!!!" Their heads hit the ground with a loud bang as a deep sense of veneration filled every inch of their beings.

....

Such a loud exclamation was heard even by Azmond, who was already thousands of meters away.

"Such a bunch of busybodies" Despite what he said, a small, imperceptible smile made its way up his chiseled features.

'Who was really the busybody here??? Going through all that unnecessary trouble for a random group of people. Don't you think you're the busybody?' An incredulous look emerged on Boundless's pretty face as she couldn't understand his actions.

Why go through so much trouble for people you don't know?

However, in spite of such thoughts, the love festering inside her heart only seemed to grow exponentially...

A smidgen of the unknown began to materialize inside her kind brown eyes.

It looked like she was also someone who was not true to her own feelings

And there it was! Yet another one had fallen to the clutches of Azmond

Every single woman he encountered seemed to acquire a certain 'quality' upon being exposed to him for long enough.

"..." Boundless's pools of brown started to swirl around, as a slightly distorted smile overtook her features.

Obsession. A deep-rooted obsession