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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
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1115 Chs

One Shot to Decide Everything

"How long…is this going to take?" Xuer muttered, feeling mentally exhausted. She had been staring at the ongoing battle for months now, spending only a minimal time sleeping and taking care of herself.

"It'll end…eventually," Ranze said, equally exhausted.

"I hope so too," Bunuela muttered, gasping for air. While Compass Carburettor and Straxia were engaged in this long war, they were fighting the three remaining Systems Hosts.

But, the fight ended anticlimactically as Balmer overpowered their opponents who seemed to have weakened considerably.

After all, to kill Gallo, they had overexerted their selves, even using their lifespans. This forced them into a weakened state. And against the group geared specifically to kill them, it was a no-brainer.

Lota was the last among the Evil Spirits to die as, after that, Ranze and the group had been staring at the fight in the sky.