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."
no time for me to
become an Emperor-level contender and get the chance to fight against Amanda's father, Edward
was the only way I
"Ah, right."
midst of my thoughts, it was then that I suddenly
and stared at them. Confirming that they were indeed white, I looked up at
is my
the mirror in these past few months, it was only recently that I found
How did that happen?
then that
a side effect of you using
please me too
My eyes squinted.
that I will
I was already
comes to shove, I might as well
was no way anyone would
Right?
"Ugh."
I groaned.
'What a pain.'
a
will turn back to
lit up a
"Really?"
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
"That makes sense..."
past, I couldn't agree
that I previously
of comprehension. For my body to hold such power, I couldn't understand how the only issue I suffered was
grateful that the only side effect I suffered was my hair becoming
thinking about useless stuff. Get some rest, you will soon be fighting every day for the next few
"Right..."
sigh, I nodded my head and laid back on the
I
going to be a
***
a dark
crossed-legged in the middle of the room. A tangible pressure rose in and out of the man's body as each breath
this wild aura around him that would make anyone quake
"Huuu..."
his eyes, revealing a pair of
insanity inside of those eyes, but it wasn't very apparent. It had still
"Please wait for me..."
muttered. His voice was rather weak,
I can
his hands, a strong undulation of mana
the man's eyes
will win
***
Bang—!
figure slammed against the side of
"Yes, fuck him!"
"Screw him!"
"Hahhahahah!"
our new contender whose overall
'...Seriously?'
demoness's words, I tried my best to keep a straight face. From white death to white reaper? What was up with them and
be
who was still
so, I had been fighting
Rank thirty.
'I finally did it...'
few ranks away from reaching the top ten. The only ranks that enabled someone to fight against the current Emperor level
reaching the top ten of a bracket could someone fight against
only thing I knew was that he was someone whose strength
then that the demoness came to
you going to repeat
crowd for a brief moment, I
will be a top ten
crowd erupted into loud cheers. The cheers were so loud that I felt the ground shake for
I ignored it.
will quickly fight the Emperor
I could challenge. This was purposely set up so that
fight him, they must first earn the chance to do
no exception
the White Reaper. Once again choosing to
demoness hyped up the crowd. Stopping a couple of meters away from me, she winked her eye
energy making their way in my direction
she could
surprised look on her face.
About The Author's POV - Chapter 511
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