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."
time for me
contender and get the chance to
the only way I could get in
"Ah, right."
of my thoughts, it was then that I suddenly
a couple of them and stared at them. Confirming that they were
is my hair
few months,
How did that happen?
then that
effect of you using
please me
My eyes squinted.
that I will
that I really cared, but I was
push comes to shove, I might as
was no way
Right?
"Ugh."
I groaned.
'What a pain.'
at me for a brief moment,
turn back
eyes lit up a
"Really?"
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
"That makes sense..."
I couldn't agree anymore
that I previously
of comprehension. For my body to hold such power, I couldn't understand how the only issue I suffered
only side
will soon be fighting every day for
"Right..."
a sigh, I nodded my head and laid back
eyes, I slowly dozed
going to be
***
of a
of the room. A tangible pressure rose in and out of the man's body as each breath he
that would make anyone quake
"Huuu..."
a pair of deep eyes that seemed to
eyes, but it wasn't
"Please wait for me..."
voice was rather weak, but it
I
at his hands, a strong undulation of mana
the man's eyes
will win no
***
Bang—!
a crashing sound, a figure slammed against the side of the arena,
"Yes, fuck him!"
"Screw him!"
"Hahhahahah!"
a row for our new contender whose overall rank is now in the thirties and has earned the nickname of 'White
'...Seriously?'
tried my best to keep a straight face. From white death to white reaper?
going to be
my opponent who
been fighting every
Rank thirty.
'I finally did it...'
the top ten. The only ranks that enabled someone
reaching the top ten of a bracket could someone
known about him. The only thing I knew was that he was someone whose strength was extremely
the demoness came to
challenger be? Are you going to
the crowd for a brief moment, I slowly nodded
My next opponent will be a top
mouth, the crowd erupted into loud cheers. The cheers were so loud that I felt the ground shake for a brief
I ignored it.
I become top ten, I will quickly fight the Emperor and get everything done
purposely set up so that the Emperor-ranked contender wouldn't be challenged by just
him, they must first earn the chance to
was no exception to that
of the White Reaper. Once again
up the crowd. Stopping a couple of meters
demonic energy making their way in my direction when she did that,
she could
a brief moment of time, the demoness showed a surprised look on her face. She seemed to be surprised by the fact that I
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