webnovel

I Hate Systems

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

Overlord_Venus · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
1115 Chs

A Battle of Archers

Swish!

Boom!

Ka-Boom!

Arrows filled the air as they were constantly exchanged between two parties. They were both cultivators that had displayed their frightening battle strength, having butted heads multiple times in recent times.

It had been two months since the war began, leading to a stalemate on both sides. Neither side was able to gain in on the opponents.

Tura City was still the battlezone as after all, Compass Carburettor has erected thick walls of Dust Wave along the mountain range that covered both sides, leading from the portal to Tura City. this resulted in the entirety of the battle to be confined to just one area.

Multiple attempts had been performed to breach from the sides, but the Dust Wave wall stood tall. After all, there were dozens of Apocalypse World Compass Carburettors maintaining the Dust Wave wall.

As to where they actually were?