The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Chapter 388 The Crazy Bet

A few months later, in the Sword Immortal Realm:

A group of Shadow Hunter Guild members was busy cleaning an alchemist's laboratory like normal people.

"Huh~ I'm tired," Siphid muttered.

"We've only cleaned three floors and you're already tired? How dare you call yourself a member of the Shadow Hunter Guild?"

"This mission is inhuman! Three floors? More like three worlds!" Siphid complained.

After the Shadow Hunter Guild moved to the Mercenary Alliance, millions of Tier 8 members eagerly began accepting missions and earn contribution points.

However, because of their weak strength, they could only accept miscellaneous missions.

From cleaning houses, eliminating disgusting monsters, collecting various ores, harvesting troublesome medical plants, etc.

These months, to earn contribution points from the Mercenary Alliance, they didn't know how much hell they had been through.

"Calm down. If you don't want to do these missions, you can quit and return to enjoy your life in the Ethereum Realm," their supervisor said helplessly.

"Return? It's too late. It would make all my hard work in vain," Siphid said helplessly.

Their Guild Leader was a devil who tempted them to death.

The contribution points they earned in the Mercenary Alliance could be exchanged for their guild contribution point with a ratio of 1:1,000,000.

This ratio drove them insane.

For the same work, they could earn hundreds of times more guild contribution points.

Although the work of the Mercenary Alliance was more disgusting and more mechanical, seeing the money they could earn, how could they be reconciled?

Initially, they were not interested in this kind of work.

After all, as tier 8 individuals, normal resources were no longer useful to them.

No matter how many contribution points they earn it's useless if they can't spend it.

However, their Guild Leader, a great devil, would stop at nothing.

In the Shadow Hunter Guild, as long as one had enough contribution points, they could upgrade their physique to Dimensional Rank.

Whether Mortal, Heaven, Unawakened, or Awakened physique, their Guild Leader promised to upgrade their physique to Dimensional Rank.

Initially, they didn't believe in such a sky-defying thing.

However, as tier 8 individuals all over the Ethereum Realm were given a Transdimensional System, they were introduced to a world that shattered their imagination.

The peak they were looking for was a mere mound of dirt, cannon fodder in this wide world.

Tier 9 realm was merely the beginning of cultivation.

Seeing such a scene, instead of despair, they celebrated in excitement.

With such an environment, the chance they could reach the tier 9 realm skyrocketed to almost 100 percent.

As long as they worked hard, with enough wealth and resources, the tier 9 realm was not a dream.

They were already content with achieving this—an immortal life, even though weak, they could happily retire and live a worry-free life in some small dimension.

The first step to achieving this dream is to upgrade their physique.

A Mortal and Heaven physique is severely suppressed by the void.

They were like aliens visiting a foreign planet, surviving only with all kinds of exquisite apparatus.

Besides the place where their 'Origin' was, they couldn't survive in other dimensions, much less travel the void freely.

One needed to be at the tier 10 realm or at least an invincible tier 9 realm to be able to freely travel the void.

The crux is, a mortal and heaven physique was like a curse; achieving tier 9 was already the limit.

It was easier for a dimension to advance to a tier 12 dimension than to break this impossibility.

Fortunately, with the Dimensional Alliance as a backer, problems always have a solution.

If a low-rank physique is an obstacle to the communication of dimensions, they would create all kinds of treasures to bypass it.

Like the exquisite apparatus the Shadow Hunter Guild wore, it was doped with modules and a combination of the essence of law.

Although they couldn't fight because of its limits, it was enough to work and earn contribution points for the Mercenary Alliance.

The more expensive way is to directly upgrade the physique to dimensional rank.

This is achieved by using a tier 11 treasure and consuming fragments of Dimensional Origin.

These Dimensional Origin fragments mostly come from killed Devourers and the profits of Dimensional War Ranking.

When one won the war, not all the Dimensional Origin was absorbed by the winner's dimension.

Ninety percent of the Dimensional Origin was taxed, and pocketed by the Dimensional Alliance.

Otherwise, why would the Dimensional Alliance bother to facilitate such a complicated war that would breed their competition?

Unfortunately, their plane of existence limited the dimensions to only tier 12.

No matter how much Dimensional Origin a dimension absorbed, it couldn't break such a limit.

With no way to use it, it can only be regarded as an expendable resource.

Even then, to upgrade their physique to dimensional rank, one would have to spend enough money comparable to the cost of a low-rank dimension.

This amount of wealth, even if they worked all their lives for tens to hundreds of epochs, they would never reach.

Fortunately, although their guild leader is a devil, he is very generous.

With enough guild contributions, their guild leader would pay out of pocket and help them upgrade their physique.

This is also why, no matter how hard it was to earn contribution points for the Mercenary Alliance, they were ready to break their theeth for it.

Thinking of all this, Siphid sighed.

"I'll work, I'll work for this damn dream of mine!"

...

In the Primal Arena:

The crowd was seated, excitedly waiting for the finals, the primal feast of the millennium.

"Malgron!"

"Malgron!"

"Malgron!"

"Caesar!"

"Caesar!"

"Caesar!"

These two primal warriors were the ones who fed them with a feast of blood and sweat in these few months.

The warriors who would decide if they would go to hell or enjoy the glory of the world.

With the money they bet on the line, they couldn't help but shout their favorite primal warrior.

"Malgron for the win!"

"Hahaha, a tier 9 individual dare to win? It's impossible."

"Hehe, that's what all the defeated enemies said."

"It's different this time. The one fighting is Caesar, A Prince of the Primordial Saint Realm!"

"With such a background and a Mythic Physique, Prince Caesar is sure to win!"

(Heroic, Mythic, Supreme, Origin)

"Heh! What if it's a Mythic Grade Ultimate Physique?!"

"Our Primal Champion can only be Malgron, the primal warrior possessing a Supreme Grade Ultimate Physique!"

...

As the crowd argued in excitement, in a private room:

Maximus and a thousand other Apex Sovereigns couldn't wait for the fight to start.

"Did you bet all your money?!" Alabaster asked, thinking Readius was crazy.

"Hahaha, I'm bound to win this!" Readius said with red eyes.

Learning from Maximus, Readius converted the faith he collected throughout the epochs into dimensional coins.

Such a large amount made his net worth reach over tens of octillion dimensional coins.

"What a crazy bastard," Maximus couldn't help but curse.

Although the betting limit of the Primal Arena is 100 septillion, it's only for individuals.

Readius bypassed this by instructing all the high gods to bet with him.

With hundreds of High Gods, Readius managed to bet over 30 octillion dimensional coins.

It's a pity that he bet too late.

Because of the fact that Malgron possessed a Supreme Grade Ultimate Physique was known, his betting ratio was normalized to 1:1.25.

Even if Readius won, it would only net him over 7 octillion dimensional coins.

However, such an amount already satisfied Readius.

Thinking the money was about to come to his pocket, Readius couldn't help but tremble as the fight was about to start.

Seeing this, Maximus sighed.

Even after knowing Readius's method, he didn't add another bet.

Although he was sure that Malgron would win, borrowing such a large amount just to win a few cents was not worth it.

He already bet 100 septillion when Malgron was still unknown.

Thus, if Malgron won, he would net 5 octillion, much more than Readius.

This should be enough for the auction a few years later.

Maximus had already cracked the hidden virtual world in the Nexus Virtual Gateway.

Although he still hadn't set up the physical store of the Dimensional Origin Library, he had already roughly explored the place.

One of the things he discovered is The Void Auction that will be held three years later.

Among the catalog items were the ultimate treasures he was dying to find.

Ultimate treasures were his foundation; they were the function that made the Origin cultivation technique reach Ultimate Grade Manual.

Maximus already bought most of the tier 7 and tier 8 ultimate treasures by scouring the Nexus Virtual Gateway these days.

As long as he had time and enough money, he could buy the rest.

As for tier 9 ultimate treasures and above, they were not available to the public.

Most of them were monopolized by large families and organizations, with only some higher auctions offering them.

The Viod Auction is one of these; just in the catalog, he already saw three tier 9 ultimate treasures.

Thinking that his budget depended on Malgron winning, Maximus couldn't help but clench his fist in excitement.