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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

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Mysterious Debt Meteors

"What the…?" Invaderon stared in surprise at the geyser of flames that burst out of his domain, spilling out rotting pieces of bones everywhere. A sort of corruption pervaded them, making the Soul Fire useless for his use after that.

 

But, it was apparent that Peddler's schemes didn't stop there when suddenly, ten Spirits and one Apostle sighed in despair, "We'll repay the debt."

 

Immediately, Invaderon felt a punch to his chest as he fell on his knees, suffering a hit to his strength as twenty percent of his power vanished immediately.

 

To repay their debts, the ten Spirits and one Apostle sold their respective authorities—the authority granted to them by Invaderon.

 

It didn't stop at just their power as even the army they managed vanished, reappearing on Peddler's continent as they raised their weapons against Inron now.