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Conqueror

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

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Chapter 66 - Controlling the Power

"System, check the levels of the players."

[Player levels cannot be discovered unless with a skill.]

"Damn. Let's go." We went and split in groups. Myself only, Zeta and Greta and finally Yefa and Precia. We scouted and looked for any players. They say that they can also see the floating arrow on their head.

We spent 30 minutes scouting and we found 30 players in the vicinity.

"Hmm... You four take two I'll take the other three groups.. They walk in fives so take one at a time."

"You sure you can take them?" Zeta asked.

"Definitely. I'll keep contact with telepathy. Just say something if you're in trouble. I'll be there in a flash.

We then went ahead and went our ways.

I went up to the roofs of the buildings and scouted for groups. I found one. "Time to make an entrance. Let's try this new armor. Gazer Form!"

The armor instantly appeared on my body. It's the same appearance as Val's.

I held out my hand and the scythe appeared out of nowhere.