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."
was no time for me to dwell
contender and
I could
"Ah, right."
midst of my thoughts, it
I plucked a couple of them and stared at them. Confirming that they were indeed white, I looked
is my hair
in these past few months, it was only recently that I found out that my
How did that happen?
was then that my question was
side effect of you using
didn't please
My eyes squinted.
I will have permanent white
I
I might as well dye
no way anyone would
Right?
"Ugh."
I groaned.
'What a pain.'
at me for a
will turn back to normal
eyes lit
"Really?"
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 body that is capable of holding such power will inevitably lead to
"That makes sense..."
events of the past, I couldn't agree anymore with
strength that I previously
to hold such power, I couldn't understand how the only issue I suffered was just my change
should be grateful that the only side effect
rest, you will soon be fighting every day for the next
"Right..."
my head and laid back on
my eyes, I
going to be a
***
a dark
of the room. A tangible pressure rose in and out of the man's body as each breath
aura around him that would make
"Huuu..."
slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep eyes that
but it wasn't very apparent. It had still not overtaken
"Please wait for me..."
voice was rather weak, but it was filled wh
close. I can
his hands, a strong undulation of mana
flashed across the man's eyes
win
***
Bang—!
a figure slammed against the side of the arena, and the crowd
"Yes, fuck him!"
"Screw him!"
"Hahhahahah!"
in a row for our new contender whose overall rank is now in the thirties and has earned the nickname of
'...Seriously?'
a straight face. From white death to white reaper? What was up with them and the color
be over
my opponent who
week or so, I had been fighting every day, and finally
Rank thirty.
'I finally did it...'
reaching the top ten. The only ranks that enabled someone to
a bracket could someone fight
not much known about him. The only thing I
demoness came to talk
to repeat your previous streaks
crowd for a brief
will be
those words left my mouth, the crowd erupted into loud cheers. The cheers were so loud that I felt the ground shake
I ignored it.
top ten, I will quickly
a twenty-rank limit on whoever I could challenge. This was purposely set up so that the
to fight him, they must first earn
exception to
Once again choosing to fight the strongest
up the crowd. Stopping a couple of meters away from me, she winked her eye in my
energy making their way in my direction when she did that, but
if she could
a surprised look on her face. She seemed to be surprised by the fact that I
About The Author's POV - Chapter 511
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