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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

Strongest Attack Against a System

"The world has changed drastically, and at present, even I am treated no different to a monster." Compass Carburettor, in his Haggon form, said, pointing at the growing horn on his forehead, "So, do your best to survive."

"Lord," The leader shouted suddenly upon noticing that Compass Carburettor was about to leave, "Will you protect us?"

"Maybe," Compass Carburettor said casually, "Only if the prayers move me would I take action."

Saying so, he walked behind the altar, returning to his human form as he expertly wore a pair of clothes that Grisha had given him, condensing a pair of wings as he carried Grisha with him and began to fly towards the exit.

All along, the humans of the fort kneeled on the ground as the leader gritted his teeth, turning around to ask, "Lord, how may we address you?"