The Author's POV

Chapter 511

Clank—!

Darkness enveloped my vision as the doors behind me closed shut.

Raising my hand, I snapped my fingers.

Snap—!

A small flame formed in front of me, illuminating what was ahead of me.

"Rather plain..."

Apart from a small bed that sat in the corner of the room, there was nothing else in the room. Not even a toilet.

Shaking my head, I proceeded to lay down on the bed. The bed was rather hard, but I made due. Beggars couldn't be choosers.

Beside me, the flame continued illuminating the place.

Raising my hand, I glanced at my wrist.

"They sure are confident."

I had originally thought that they would've taken my bracelet away, but that never happened. This surprised me quite a bit, but who was I to complain?

This perfectly worked in my favor.

Reaching my hand out, I slowly clenched it. I then opened my mouth and asked.

"...Are you sure Amanda's father is the Overlord?"

"Yes."

A voice echoed from near the door of the cell. I lowered my hand and frowned.

"I have no choice but to become an Emperor rank, don't I?"

"If you want to meet him, that's your only choice."

"I see..."

I nodded. Raising my head, I gazed in his direction.

There was something I was curious about.

"Apart from more resources, what's so good about being an Overlord rank?"

"Freedom."

He only replied with one word, but that was enough for me to understand everything. Sitting up straight, I asked.

"Are you saying that once someone reaches Overlord rank, they will be freed?"

"Not quite."

My other self shook his head.

Turning his head to gaze in the direction of the door, he replied.

"For an Overlord to gain freedom, they must first win against one of the ruling Dukes."

"Tsss..."

I took a cold breath of hair.

"Beat on of the ruling Dukes? I assume their strength will also be suppressed."

If not, how would anyone be able to win?

The other me nodded.

"It will be, but unlike the challengers, they won't wear any artifacts to suppress their strength."

"This..."

Wasn't this shady? What if they were about to lose? Considering their pride, it wouldn't be strange if they resorted to some petty trick.

"It's exactly as you think."

Confirming my words, the other me leaned his back against the wall.

"Freedom is merely some false hope given to ignite the fighting spirits of the contenders. They never planned on freeing them from the very beginning."

"As expected."

Letting out a long breath, I sighed.

"Don't worry too much. Just focus on reaching Emperor rank for now. All other things will come naturally."

"...Alright."

right. There was no time for me to dwell on

my priority was to become an Emperor-level contender and get the chance to

was the only way I could get in

"Ah, right."

it was then that I suddenly recalled

hair, I plucked a couple of them and stared at them. Confirming that they were indeed

my

mirror in these past few

How did that happen?

that my question

effect of

please me

My eyes squinted.

mean that I

cared, but I was already used to my black

I might as well dye

was no way

Right?

"Ugh."

I groaned.

'What a pain.'

at me for a brief

turn back to

lit

"Really?"

from using so much power. There is a reason why people have ranks. Bridging so many

"That makes sense..."

the past, I

that

body to hold such power, I couldn't understand how the

grateful that the only side effect I suffered was my

you will soon be fighting every day for the

"Right..."

my

my eyes, I

to be a

***

a dark

in the middle of the room. A tangible pressure rose in and out of the man's body as each breath he took caused the room to

around him that would make

"Huuu..."

figure slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep eyes that seemed

of those eyes, but it wasn't very apparent. It had still not overtaken

"Please wait for me..."

softly muttered. His voice was rather weak, but it was filled

I can feel

hands, a strong undulation of mana

man's eyes

win

***

Bang—!

side of

"Yes, fuck him!"

"Screw him!"

"Hahhahahah!"

whose overall rank is now in the thirties and

'...Seriously?'

From white death to white reaper? What was up

going to be

my opponent who was still passed out on the

or so, I had been fighting

Rank thirty.

'I finally did it...'

reaching the top ten. The only ranks that enabled someone to fight against

of a bracket

much known about him. The only thing I

demoness

who will your next challenger be? Are you going to repeat your previous streaks and challenge

crowd for a brief

My next opponent will

into loud cheers. The cheers were so loud

I ignored it.

top ten, I will quickly

was a twenty-rank limit on whoever I could challenge. This was purposely set up so that the Emperor-ranked contender wouldn't be challenged

they must first earn the chance to do

exception to that

of the White Reaper. Once again choosing

the crowd. Stopping a couple of meters away from me, she winked her

energy making their way in my

she could

time, the demoness showed a surprised look on her face. She seemed to be surprised by the fact

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