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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

Time to Repay the Debt

"So, his name's Peddler?" Invaderon muttered in surprise as he stared at his Apostle, "What happened to the army you sent his way?"

 

"They were defeated." The Apostle bowed in response, "The unscrupulous merchants are rapidly accumulating strength. They are selling some of their assets to regional Deities to buy a portion of their faith."

 

"Have you narrowed their base?" Invaderon asked next.

 

"I found it, Your Lordship!" Nefear landed on the ground and spoke in joy, "They have strong defences. I couldn't breach it by myself. To conserve my troops, I ordered a retreat and came to inform you."

 

"Essencer has become their guard dog."

 

"So that happened in the end. Damn Essencer. He's just too weak." Invaderon snorted in disdain, "Seems he got overconfident in the end just because he could steal and store the faith of other Deities and devils."