The players were so excited they could barely speak coherently.
ssages on the World Channel were refreshing at a terrifying speed—so fast that no one could even tell who was saying what anymore.
So people dug up the old posts mocking Faustus and started slapping faces one by one.
Others were already doing the math in their heads—if they could follow a godlike figure like him, maybe they could get a share of the spoils too...
But beneath all that excitent and noise was sothing else entirely:
the entire player base’s almost blind worship of Faustus.
He was no longer rely the "number one player."
He had beco a god among players—the absolute ceiling that all others could only look up to and never hope to reach.
...
Yet inside the encrypted channels of the major guilds, the atmosphere was completely different.
The core group of Eternal Hawk had been silent for a long ti.
At last, soone broke the deadlock.
"Guild Leader... are we still recruiting?"
Whitehead Falcon said nothing.
"How about... we apply to join Doom Guild too? I heard the treatnt there are pretty good."
"Are you insane? We’re still one of the top guilds. You want us to beco soone else’s lackeys?"
"One of the top guilds? Open your eyes and look at the rankings. Doom Guild’s score is hundreds of tis ours! Faustus alone could erase our entire guild from the map. What exactly are you still trying to hold onto?"
Silence fell over the channel again.
Whitehead Falcon let out a sigh, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper scraping stone.
"If any of you have connections... go ask whether Doom Guild is still taking people. Uh... don’t make it public. Ask in private."
The mont those words ca out, everyone understood—
even the guild leader had folded.
One had to know, this was the man once hailed as the one seated upon the throne of all Earth’s gold coins!
And yet even he had helplessly given up on resisting, even he had no choice but to admit defeat.
That alone was enough to show just how terrifying Faustus’s strength had beco.
As unbelievable as it sounded, no one was actually that surprised.
Those who stood at the upper echelons of Earth had long since realized that this ga was not rely a ga.
Stellar was an eerie existence that was on the verge of rging with reality itself!
Even its absurd magic and monsters...
All of that ant the entire power structure of Earth was destined to be overturned!
It could be said that whoever controlled the greatest strength in the ga would beco the one who held the right to speak in the future world!
And by now, the situation could not have been clearer.
With his unrivaled power and influence, Faustus stood alone at the summit, looking down upon all players from on high.
If they still insisted on resisting as before, clinging to their little circles and stubborn pride, then the price would be simple:
they would be flung farther and farther behind by Doom Guild,
until at last they beca nothing more than the most insignificant dust in the future world.
Inside the encrypted channel, one private ssage after another was quietly sent out.
Each was humbler than the last.
Each posture lower than the one before it.
...
World Zone 47.
At this mont, the player forum was in an uproar.
The title of the pinned post was blood-red, as though it had been carved out with a knife:
"Faustus Is Already Invincible—What Are We Supposed to Fight Him With?"
The replies below were exploding at breakneck speed.
"Fight my ass! Didn’t you all see it? He solo-killed the peak supre-grade Angel King! Our zone doesn’t even have a few supre-grade powerhouses to begin with—what exactly are we supposed to use against him?"
"I said it a long ti ago—don’t make an enemy of Faustus. None of you listened. Well? Now he’s gone and smashed straight through the angel race."
"Does anyone know if Faustus accepts players from other zones? I surrender! I’ll even be a guide for him if I have to!"
"Bro, have so backbone... and take with you."
"It’s over, it’s over. The NPCs in our zone are still discussing how to resist him. Are they brain-dead?"
"Stop discussing it. Just surrender already. Maybe then we can still get a spot in so foreign rcenary corps."
Panic spread like a plague.
Players from the other World Zones were finally beginning to understand a single fact.
Faustus had not co to compete with them.
He had co to rule them.
Resist?
With what?
Even the Angel King’s avatar had been killed by him. Who still dared claim Faustus couldn’t do it?
...
anwhile, Faustus imdiately sold off the reward.
[Ding! You have sold the special item "Heart of Immortality (supre-grade)" ×1 to Doom Guild for 1 copper coin, triggering Millionfold Boost!]
[The sold item belongs to the special item category. Please choose: quality boost / quantity boost!]
"Quality boost!"
[Ding! Congratulations! You have obtained 1 gold coin! You have received [Eternal Sacred Heart (Divine-grade)] ×1! (As the upper limit is unlocked, the item’s grade will automatically increase.)]
Daniel’s eyes widened instantly.
He hurriedly took out the reward to inspect it.
[Eternal Sacred Heart (Divine-grade)] (Growth-Type)
Level: 1
Grade: Divine-grade
Description:
After use, it can independently condense [Immortal Singularity].
[Primal Spirit] may be used to upgrade the Eternal Sacred Heart. The higher its level, the faster it condenses Immortal Singularity, and the greater its storage limit becos.
[Primal Spirit] may be used to sacrifice the Eternal Sacred Heart. Once the amount sacrificed reaches a certain threshold, [Divine Realm] and [Sacred Realm] may be awakened.
Special Note:
Immortal Singularity condensation rate: 1 point every 60 minutes
Storage limit: 500 points
Required for next upgrade:
500,000 points of Primal Spirit (Level 2)
Description:
The difficulty of obtaining this item rivals that of a mortal plucking the stars from the heavens with flesh and blood alone. The odds are so vanishingly small that they are akin to an ant dreaming of shaking the throne of the gods!
"Hiss—!"
Daniel sucked in a sharp breath.
This item’s effects were simply heaven-defying!
Even if a level 1 newbie obtained it, they could ascend to godhood on the spot!
And it could still continue to grow. In theory, its effects could be stacked upward without limit.
Damn!
Daniel felt that obtaining this single item alone had already made him an outrageous profit.
Without another word, he poured 500,000 points of Primal Spirit into it.
The Eternal Sacred Heart rose to Level 2. Its Immortal Singularity condensation speed shot up to 1 point every 6 minutes, and its storage cap also increased to 5,000 points.
[Ding! Would you like to use the special item "Eternal Sacred Heart"?]
"Use it!"
[Ding! You have used the special item "Eternal Sacred Heart"!]
Boom—!
Daniel’s body suddenly trembled.
"A divine spark?"
A smile curled at Daniel’s lips.
A divine spark was rely one path to godhood, nothing more.
In the Endless Starfield, there were countless races born with talents similar to the Eternal Sacred Heart.
Such beings had no interest at all in fusing with so so-called divine spark.
He had just used 500,000 points of Primal Spirit, leaving him with another 500,000 still in hand.
Primal Spirit seed to be a universal resource, sothing that only innate-race supre-grade powerhouses could drop.
The Eternal Sacred Heart required 1,000,000 points for its next level, which ant he still didn’t have enough for the ti being.
But that was fine.
As long as he kept killing supre-grade powerhouses of the innate races, he would eventually gather a steady supply.
It wasn’t really that difficult.
With that thought, he took out the rest of the rewards.
[Arrow of Judgnt (epic-grade forbidden spell)]
Effect:
Shoots an arrow condensed from the ultimate light elent. Upon striking the target, the arrow explodes into a rain of holy light, continuously purging all corruption within the area and dealing 300 million damage per second to enemies (scales based on the user’s output). At the sa ti, the power of the light elent surrounds the caster, forming [Absolute Protection], which generates a shield every second capable of absorbing 300 million damage (converted from output).
Special:
Consus 10% of MP per second.
Description:
When the arrow is loosed, it becos light itself. Wherever that light reaches, all enemies retreat—such is the judgnt of the forbidden archer.
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