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

to become an Emperor-level contender and get the chance to fight against Amanda's father,

was the only way I could get in contact with

"Ah, right."

the midst of my thoughts, it was then that I

them and stared at them. Confirming that they were indeed white, I looked up at my

my

at myself in the mirror in these past few months, it was only

How did that happen?

that

effect of you using that

answer didn't please me too

My eyes squinted.

I will

really cared, but I was already used to my black

comes to shove, I might

no way anyone would

Right?

"Ugh."

I groaned.

'What a pain.'

a brief moment, he

turn back to normal

lit up

"Really?"

hair is currently like that because of the trauma your body has suffered from using so much power. There is a reason why people have ranks. Bridging so many of them without a

"That makes sense..."

past, I couldn't

that

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

the only side

will soon be fighting every day for the

"Right..."

my head and laid back on

eyes, I slowly

going to be a busy

***

a

tangible pressure rose in and out of

aura around him that would make anyone quake in

"Huuu..."

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

but it wasn't very apparent. It had

"Please wait for me..."

voice was rather weak, but it was

I can feel

his hands, a strong

bloodthirst flashed across the man's eyes as he slowly

will win no

***

Bang—!

side of the arena, and the crowd

"Yes, fuck him!"

"Screw him!"

"Hahhahahah!"

for our new contender whose overall rank is

'...Seriously?'

straight face. From white death to white reaper? What was up with them and

to be over soon

at my opponent who

had been fighting every day, and finally managed to

Rank thirty.

'I finally did it...'

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

reaching the top ten of a bracket

much known about him. The only thing I knew

demoness came to talk to

who will your next challenger be? Are you going to repeat your

around the crowd for a brief

correct. My next opponent will be

left my mouth, the crowd erupted into loud cheers. The cheers were so loud that I felt the

I ignored it.

will quickly fight

a twenty-rank limit on whoever I could challenge. This was purposely set up so that the Emperor-ranked

one to fight him, they must first earn the

exception to

White Reaper. Once again choosing to

hyped up the crowd. Stopping a couple of meters away from me, she

feel subtle threads of demonic energy making their way in my direction when she did that, but I merely shrugged

she could

surprised look on her face.

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