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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
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Arnark Vs CC (Part 1)

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Shadow spread on the ground, covering half of a grassy plain, following which spike jutted out and coiled like a cluster of serpents, stabbing into a seated individual.

 

Each shadow spike possessed enough power to puncture through a mountain instantly, with the inner walls of the punctured tunnel being smooth like butter. It was a show of the sheer, undeniable piercing power.

 

But strangely, the seated man didn't even bat an eye as he simply blinked once, watching the shadow spikes stab into him and stop, unable to pierce even a millimetre through his skin.

 

"H-How is this possible?" The Saint of the God of Rain stared in absolute horror. Every single shadow spike possessed enough power to wound even a Deity. And here, there were hundreds stabbing into the target.

 

What was even more unbelievable was how they failed to even scratch the opponent, "H-How can someone this absurd exist?"