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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
Not enough ratings
1115 Chs

System Restricted

'System! Help me!'

<Ding! >

[Detecting danger to Host. Exercising evasive maneuverer!]

[Host, this might get dangerous]

Boom!

Immediately after, mana burst out of Tehela's body, destroying the totem embedded in her forehead as suddenly, a mysterious Pseudo-Relic emerged from her body, resulting in a typhoon that destroyed the entire region, sweeping away the Shaman King.

"Gobugobumon! I'll kill you!" Tehela bellowed in rage, watching her body heal rapidly as she punched forth, unleashing a tornado that drilled through the Goblins like they were made of paper, turning the swirling winds crimson with their blood.

"You damn!" The Shaman King finally lost his cool, watching Tehela overcoming his totems mysteriously, despite the fact that his totems were even able to hinder a Titan Saint.

But immediately after, he broke into a smile, closing his eyes before he broke off the totem growing on his back, opening his mouth wide to swallow it.