Chapter 1104.3: Representation War (Part 3)

Name:I Hate Systems Author:Overlord_Venus


Every single native in Central Plains gradually adapted to Darlac as their body sizes morphed accordingly. Monsters from a cultivation world were too massive as compared to one from a magic world at similar power scales.

In the Darble World, all creatures were tiny in comparison. And now, the various races in Central Plains were simply shrinking in response. But, there was one advantage to the large monsters here.

When their bodies shrunk, the excess body mass was burned into energy and converted into their reservoir of Darlac. So, they ended up profiting in that way, gaining a leap in strength in the new rules of the world they lived in.

708 Grade 2 Systems!

That's how many Grade 2 Systems existed in total, since the history of the System World. Many had died under the hands of Slayer, Arnark, and Compass Carburettor. But in the era of System Supremacy, quite a few Grade 1 Systems swallowed their genres and attained Grade 2 status.

Therefore, the total number of Grade 2 Systems in Central Plains exceeded 600.

An average Grade 2 System controlled at least a dozen worlds. As they were racially limited, they just spread their races through many worlds. So, multiple races lived in a world, some were Hosts to Systems while others were natural natives of such worlds.

The number of Hosts for a Grade 2 System numbered a couple dozen billion at the very least, even for the weakest among Grade 2 Systems. The stronger ones probably had Hosts in the trillions.

And now, every single Host of every single active Grade 2 System was in Central Plains. The number of living beings here was simply unscalable. It was by far the most populous universe in the entire multiverse.

Ahjar was pretty exhausted now, having unleashed his Genre Representation. But since he was within the territory influenced by his Genre Representation, he was empowered. As long as he remained within Central Plains, he was a lot stronger than usual.

His recovery too was faster.

"I can't rest yet," Sighing, Ahjar churned his Concept of Space once again, unleashing another ability.

Primary Factor—Exploration!

"Any orders from the Creator?"

"Just one," Hazen nodded and pointed across the infinitely stretching land, "Go out there and carve a path of blood. The bloodier the better. You can create your own empires."

"The Darble Dungeons of the lot of you have developed enough to spawn Haggons, which is why the lot of you have been selected." He concluded.

"So, if I get this right," Harem grinned widely, "I'm free to do whatever I want, right?"

"Except having children with the rest of the natives here. They might no longer express it, but slumbering within them all is a System fragment..."

"Of course, I know that." Harem rolled his eyes, "Who do you think you're talking to?"

He waved and pointed at the rest of the Secret Society members, saying as they laughed, "Everyone here was once an elite Grade 1 System. We know what's happening here."

"And you needn't worry," Harem snorted, "Members of Secret Society are innately repulsed by System Hosts. That's how we detect them in the first place. So, even I would find it impossible to have a child with a System Host, not to mention the rest here."

"I know," Hazen sighed and transformed into a Haggon, "I'm a member too, same for Ahjar."

He then stared at the Secret Society members, "If there's anything else, we'll communicate through the Darble Network."

By now, the entirety of Hazen's powers had been suppressed, thanks to the effects of Central Plains. Its foundation was deep enough to suppress even his universality nature, for that was one of the functions of the Lore Sphere Ahjar fused with Central Plains.

It was necessary for their plans. As he was aware beforehand, Hazen had long since prepared similar abilities using Darlac as a medium.

Having become a six-metre-tall Haggon, Hazen descended the mountain and rushed in a particular direction. All the Secret Society members too did the same, with each proceeding in a respective direction of their choice.

Central Plains was created to be a battlefield. But their addition would make it a slaughterhouse instead.