The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

With a solemn look, he slowly walked toward Lennox.

"You, mind telling us the detailed rules?" Maximus asked straightforwardly.

If they really had to stay here for an epoch, Maximus didn't mind leaving.

As for preventing them? A mere Absolute was not worthy.

"Hmm? What do you want to know?"

Lennox didn't mind Maximus's lack of respect.

Knowing he was one of the strongest in this competition and one of the prodigies in the core plan of the Overlords, Lennox treated him with high recognition.

"Do we need to stay here for an epoch? Is there an alternative way to end the trial?"

"An alternative way?"

Hearing his question, the crowd unconsciously listened in.

If they could stay here for less time, their chances of survival would skyrocket.

Some, confident in their strength, also didn't want to waste their time.

With all the attention on him, Lennox slowly nodded.

"Of course there is. You just need to kill a Tier 11 Primal Dark Beasts, a thousand Tier 11 Apex Dark Beasts, and have the stronghold accumulate a quintillion points."

"Hiss!"

"Isn't this just wanting us to die faster?!"

Dark Beasts are divided into four grades: Feral, Predatory, Apex, and Primal.

At the Tier 11 realm, these roughly correspond to normal, river-level, ocean-level, and Absolute-level strength.

Much less killing an Absolute-level Dark Beast, just a thousand Apex Dark Beasts was an impossible task.

As for a quintillion points—combined with the other tasks, it certainly wasn't easier.

Furthermore, it is common knowledge that a Dark Beast is stronger than others of the same rank and tier.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

A Tier 11 Primal Beast could even wipe out a group of ten Absolutes if they were careless, much less their puny strength.

Meanwhile, hearing the conditions to end the trial, Maximus heaved a sigh of relief.

Although it was hard, or even almost impossible, it was better than staying stuck here for an epoch.

"Do you have other questions?"

"Hmm, can you tell me how the points are tabulated?"

"Yes, points will be tabulated in real-time. Whether it's killing Dark Beasts, contributing to the stronghold, or providing information, points will be rewarded."

"I see…"

"If you don't have any more questions, you should quickly decide the leader or this stronghold won't move."

"The Stronghold Leader?"

Suddenly, the fear and trepidation of the crowd turned into excitement.

Becoming the leader of the outpost? Wasn't that a shortcut to power?

Furthermore, controlling the Skjǫldrún Stronghold meant they no longer had to worry about safety.

"I volunteer to be the Stronghold Leader!" Suddenly, one of them erupted with confidence.

"What? Who are you?! You're not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

"A bunch of weaklings! I'm Zoltan, the secret prodigy of the Void Blade Alliance! Step aside, I promise to lead you out of this alive!"

"Zoltan? That sissy killer?! If you can be the leader, why can't I, Fosca?"

The secret prodigies stood up one by one, showing off their power, vying to be the leader.

Turning toward Lennox, they asked how they could be granted control of the stronghold.

"You just need to take control of the stronghold's core," Lennox said, pointing to the core control of the tower conspicuously floating in the center.

"Hehe, then I, Uther, shall take the reign—"

Like a signal for chaos, a group of powerful prodigies swooped toward the center, causing devastation to the ground.

"Hmph! A bunch of ignorant savages."

Not caring about the chaos, the prodigies from the Dimensional Alliance slowly backed away.

Unlike the ignorant talents from the Devourer faction, they knew only two could be the leader of the Skjǫldrún Stronghold: Maximus or Zar.

Remembering their devastating battle that tore through even the fabric of the Virtual Realm, how could the others possibly match it?

As for Paragon, he had long been dethroned as the most powerful Primordial candidate.

Nyx and Sira also didn't show their strength, causing them to be overlooked.

Besides their close subordinates, no one even knew their true identities.

"Tsk, what a bunch of rabble; get down for me!"

Sure enough, with a wave of his hand, Zar suppressed the chaos, bringing the flies to their knees.

"None of you are worthy. If you don't want to die, stay silent!" Zar muttered coldly.

"It's the Noble Prince Zar!" they shouted in shock.

Because of their hindsight, they only now noticed Zar was in the competition.

"That monster is only at the Tier 10 realm?!"

"What a freak—I didn't expect that monster to be here!"

Zar had a loud name in the Devourer faction: the Noble Void Prince, the Young Overlord, the Next Beast Emperor, and more.

Due to this, most of them assumed Zar was already in the Tier 11 realm.

Possessing the power to fight an Absolute powerhouse head-on, how could this monster still be here?

"Did they make a mistake? Zar couldn't possibly still be at the Tier 10 realm!"

"Heh, shut up!" Scratching his ear, Zar turned toward Maximus.

"How about we fight for the stronghold control?" Zar invited with a boiling battle intent.

He didn't care about controlling the Skjǫldrún Stronghold; he just wanted to relive their fight from a million years ago.

Being the first person to match him in the same realm, Maximus had left a deep impression on his mind.

"A fight? No. You can be the leader—I don't care," Maximus shook his head.

He was still thinking about how to finish this round quickly; how could he have time to fight this maniac?

As for the stronghold control, as long as one had enough strength, they could forcibly take control.

As for becoming a leader and ordering them around like subordinates? It was nothing short of a dream.

"Become the leader if you want, just don't bother me," Maximus thought.

Nyx, Sira, and Paragon shared similar thoughts.

Becoming the outpost leader was nothing more than a burden at this point.

Instead of wasting time playing this childish game of house, they would rather investigate the Dark Void Domain.