Infinite Evolution: My Idle Evolution System

'This man is…' Memphis's lips curled up in disgust. An unknown light energy seeped out of her palms, mysteriously causing the air to both freeze over and radiantly burn. 'Scum.'

"Anyway," said Victor. "Let the games begin!"

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Everyone instantly went on guard, their eyes darting all over the place.

"Boo."

*Snatch!*

An unsuspecting, pretty S-Rank Hunter felt something tingly travel down her neck. And then, without any hope of stopping it, her bright red panties were stolen.

"Ahhh!" she yelped before crouching down, her face tinged red.

"You're going to need to try harder than that if you want to keep what's yours," Victor said, his pointer finger twirling around the lady's panties. He had unknowingly reappeared in the same spot as before, smack dab in the middle of the giant grassy fields. "Well, let's go again, why don't we?"

Seeing his sly smirk slowly fade, all the S-Rank Hunters scrutinized their surroundings. Going a step further than before, they also activated every tracking-related skill they could think of.

Finally, someone's face brightened as he pointed toward the East. "He's over there!" he exclaimed. "Right ther—"

"Your superman undies are now mine, good sir," Victor whispered into the muscular man's ear before blurring from view.

He materialized in the same spot as before, with that same insufferable grin etched across his face.

"One of you can do better than that, right?" asked Victor, swinging around his finger the superman underwear of one mortified fellow.

The way everyone was looking at him made him feel the urge to puke his guts out…

Memphis's eyes narrowed. Her stance grew more defensive, and the icy golden energy emanating from her hands became deadlier.

However, that was when something changed…

At some point during Victor's next disappearing trick—one aimed at a blonde woman a few feet away—a tattoo began to form on the backside of her right hand. The tattoo depicted a cross mixed with the symbol for the female gender and was a light shade of gold.

For but a moment, that tattoo increased in brightness, creating a small, unnoticeable flash of golden light where Memphis was standing. And during that flash, her goldish pupils underwent a change, for within their centers emerged what were without a doubt crosses of the 'Heavenly Kingdom.'

If anyone familiar with the esoteric 7th Ascension Tower Dimension—Heavenly Kingdom—were here right now, they would immediately be able to match Memphis's eyes with the trademark of the Angels: The Eyes of Divinity. They were what all Angels under the All-Father possessed—a special, extremely powerful ability that carried the Will of the All-Father.

But the thing was… Only Genuine Angels… or the aberrational descendants of Angels had the Eyes of Divinity. Meaning that Memphis was without a doubt—

WHALOOOM!

—An Angel!

For a very brief period of time, Memphis's pupils tracked the every movement of the Fastest Man Alive. She saw him casually walk toward the blonde girl and reach into her tight suit before skillfully ripping up her purple-laced underwear—all while the blonde girl made no attempt to resist, almost as if she were frozen in time.

Although Memphis was still attempting to wrap her head around what was happening, she nonetheless felt a great sense of repulsion at the speedster. 'This Victor is nothing like him... They are nowhere even close to being the same.'

As soon as that thought finished, her pupils returned to normal, and Victor returned to the center of the field.

"You didn't even make it a challenge for me!" he said. Spinning on his fingers were the risqué panties of an S-Rank woman well-respected for her modesty and conservative nature. She only realized after seeing the underwear that she had been the one to get snatched from.

At this moment, she felt like jumping into an extremely deep hole and burying herself inside…

Memphis, on the other hand, was no longer paying attention to the perverted speedster. Her eyes were trained on the dimly glowing gold symbol attached to her right hand. Ninety percent of the symbol was dull, whereas the other ten percent was a far brighter shade of gold. And curious enough, with each passing second, the brighter shade of gold overtook the duller shade.

'What happens when the bright gold covers the entire symbol…?'

Wishing to know the answer to that question, Memphis let time pass. As more and more of her Guildmates had their underwear stolen, she watched her hand symbol, counting exactly how long it took for the bright gold to overtake the dull gold. From what she could tell, every full second made the bright shade of gold ratio increase by another ten percent of the entire symbol surface area.

At the end of ten entire seconds, the symbol turned fully bright gold.

As if on instinct, Memphis could feel that same eye skill become an option available to her. Though, to be certain that what she was feeling was indeed the case, she waited for Victor to perform his slow phase, then she activated the symbol.

And—same as the first time—she could now see Victor move around as if everything was progressing at a normal speed.

'This symbol…' Memphis thought with wonder. 'Just what exactly is it…?'

Following this utterly mind-boggling discovery, she continued experimenting with it, her curiosity knowing no bounds. Then, finally—after 80 S-Rank Hunters got their underwear stolen—it was her turn.

But Memphis was prepared.

The symbol on her right hand flashed a bright shade of gold, then Heavenly crosses appeared in her eyes. Time slowed down—or, at least, that was how it looked.

Memphis pretended to be motionless, same as all the other S-Rank Hunters. She calmly watched as the infamous fastest man alive strolled over. His eyes glazed rather lustfully upon getting a good look at his next target; her figure was unbelievably voluptuous, and her beauty a league above the second prettiest girl in the Guild.

Victor was planning to get a little more handsy with this one, just a tad bit more. But just as his hand deviously inched toward Memphis's plump bottom, a feminine hand suddenly clasped onto his wrist.

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