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Chapter 306 Chapter 306

Ten thousand years later and... Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

"Show me my status, Nancy."

"Affirmative, host."

"DING!"

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Host: Clark Colter

Power Systems Conquered: 6/50

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"Nice. Slowly but surely. Wait for me you fucking Elder God." Our bored gamer cursed and then silently bid for his op partner in the dark.

Another breath passed and then he was whisked away to a different dimension altogether.

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"FLASH!"

"You have successfully obtained the Precious Stone of Origins. You have one wish." an ancient sound resounded in the ears of the masses.

"Make me the Owner of this Reality." a handsome man answered without any second thoughts.

He had an intimidating presence, almost demonic in power and grace as swirling crimson residues proliferated around his person.

Signs of battle had marked upon his flesh and garments because their tattered blotches and wounds tried to blemish the same man who stood unbowed amidst the foes that scattered about.

Some men, some beasts, while others sported a feminine luster, but they were not all enemies in fact.

A few among them were allies and had come to support this person that had finally gotten his hand around this item of power.

"That particular wish cannot be granted. If you want to be the Owner, then you need to fight for it, not ask. Please make another one."

What remained in the dome of war was perhaps a minuscule portion of what had been. A thousand at most.

This was the man's topmost friends in this conflict and perhaps the strongest among the lot.

"Let the dead rise anew." the handsome devilish man whispered and the universe answered his call for this impossible miracle.

The combined realms shook as if groaning at the immensity of the quest, yet before the third breath elapsed,

it brought a wondrous change that would since then be marked, until the eons that would come to pass, as the Day of Resurrection.

"Greetings, Blood Sovereign and congratulations in your victory!"

Most of the assembled people roared in a one big respectful voice and showed appropriate reverence to the holder of the stone.

Some clapped their hands on their chest, others bowed deeply,

while a select number prostrated completely before the seemingly all Powerful Being in front of them,

utterly displaying the relationships of each towards the lone man who grabbed the attention of everyone in attendance.

They felt like insignificant ant crickets before the amalgamation of energies and spiritual deterrence that solely belonged to the Blood Sovereign.

"Our victory..." the man corrected in a barely audible tone yet the sound alone almost cracked a few eardrums in the process.

He even brought back to life those that had helped him along the way in his path in cultivation.

But his eyes never stilled and continued to scour the million and change of resuscitated souls and flesh beneath his feet.

Two breaths went by and an agonizing sigh of longing and loss reverberated in everyone's senses.

"Just as i had expected, they are not here. A pity." the Blood Sovereign thought inside.

"The battle is won but this is only the beginning. I will be watching."

this was the last words of the Blood Sovereign before he together with the Precious Stone of Origins vanished before everyone's eyes.

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"Are you alright, boy?" A concerned voice called into a boy that had blood all over his body.

"Hmmmm..." the boy merely murmured as he opened his eyes into the bright blue sky above him.