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 to dwell on

contender and get the chance to

I could get in contact

"Ah, right."

thoughts, it

couple of them and stared at them.

is my

mirror in these past few months, it was only recently that I found out that my hair was

How did that happen?

was then that

a side effect of

answer didn't please me

My eyes squinted.

mean that I

but I was

push comes to shove, I might as well

no way anyone would notice

Right?

"Ugh."

I groaned.

'What a pain.'

a brief moment, he

will turn back

lit up

"Really?"

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..."

I couldn't agree anymore with

strength that I

something beyond my realm of comprehension. For my body to hold such power, I couldn't

grateful that the only side effect I suffered was my hair becoming

about useless stuff. Get some rest, you will soon be fighting

"Right..."

I nodded my head and laid back

I

be a

***

a dark

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

was this wild aura around him that would make anyone quake

"Huuu..."

a pair of deep eyes that

eyes, but it wasn't very

"Please wait for me..."

His voice was rather weak, but it

I

a strong undulation

the man's eyes

will win

***

Bang—!

slammed against the side of the arena, and the crowd

"Yes, fuck him!"

"Screw him!"

"Hahhahahah!"

twelfth victory in a row for our new contender whose overall rank is

'...Seriously?'

a straight face. From white death to white reaper? What was

going to be over soon

my opponent who was

the past week or so, I had been fighting

Rank thirty.

'I finally did it...'

a few ranks away from reaching the top ten. The only ranks that enabled

a bracket could someone fight against the

him. The only thing I knew was that he was

the demoness came to talk to

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

around the crowd for a brief moment, I

My next opponent will be

erupted into loud cheers. The cheers were so loud that I felt the ground shake for a

I ignored it.

I will quickly fight the Emperor and

challenge. This was purposely set up so that the

they must first earn the chance

no exception to that

Reaper. Once again choosing to fight the

couple of meters away from me, she winked her eye in

subtle threads of demonic energy making their way in my direction when

she

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

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