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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

Deity Level Faith

"The God King!"

 

The recipient of their shouts was of course Arnark. He stared at them with pride, observing the faith streaming into each in large quantities, speaking happily, "You've all grown well. You're strong even among Deities."

 

"But," The divine peacock said hesitantly, "I'm the only Deity among the peacocks. The case is the same for all the other races too. Only the human race is an exception as they have hundreds of Deities now."

 

"Is there any hope for us?"

 

"Hope?" Arnark laughed casually as he knocked the divine peacock's head a little, "You should know very well the core source of a Deity's strength."

 

"Faith!" All the divine beasts answered in unison.

 

"Yes, so the greater the faith, the stronger you are. So, having just one Deity per race is actually better." Arnark continued, "The faith of everyone from your race surges in you by default just because you represent them."