Reborn with Infinite System Points, I Gathered All SSS Classes!

Chapter 334: Chapter334-The Battle Space

"Dawnlight Judgment."

Warwick’s colossal body hissed as it lunged toward Gregor through the void.

Yet the instant it touched the golden radiance, it came to an abrupt halt, as though it had fallen into an invisible swamp.

"What is this...?"

Warwick was horrified to discover that the golden light had not only trapped him, but had also drastically slowed his movements.

Waves of instinctive rejection and searing pain surged from the depths of his body.

His heart sank.

There was something deeply unnatural about this golden light.

The corners of Gregor’s mouth lifted slightly. His voice was calm and cold.

"It’s over."

The golden radiance filling the sky suddenly closed in like a surging tidal wave, completely engulfing Warwick’s enormous body.

The colossal serpent did not even have time to scream before every inch of its body dissolved beneath the golden light, fading into nothingness.

Gregor waved his hand.

The golden radiance dispersed, leaving the opposite side of the stone platform completely empty.

His figure then vanished and reappeared beside John.

Within the Evernight Palace faction—

The moment Warwick was killed, everyone’s expression changed.

They silently turned toward the High God standing at the center of the crowd.

Alvin.

Warwick was Alvin’s follower, and they had just wagered a considerable number of Originstones on his victory.

They could only curse their misfortune inwardly. None of them dared reveal the slightest dissatisfaction on their faces.

Alvin’s expression remained completely calm.

Warwick was a player. Death merely meant he would revive.

What truly drew Alvin’s attention was the golden domain Gregor had used at the end.

"A demigod is still only a demigod."

The thought flashed through Alvin’s mind before he dismissed the matter.

He stood among the most powerful existences at the High God level.

The methods of a mere demigod were not worth too much of his attention.

At the same time—

Within Skyvault Consortium’s temporary plane, news of victory arrived in quick succession.

[Ding! The target you wagered on has won.]

[Prompt: You have obtained 3.6 billion cubic units of Originstone.]

"My investment doubled."

A faint smile appeared on John’s face as he listened to the notification.

Gregor had cultivated Dawnlight Judgment to an extremely profound level.

Combined with his Karmic Domain, he truly had few opponents at the demigod grade.

As the second-strongest combatant who had followed closely behind John for many years, Gregor had always been an enormous headache for opponents of the same grade.

John had never doubted his victory.

Immediately afterward, Fiona entered the arena and won with ease.

Aldous took the stage and crushed his opponent without resistance.

Gareth, Kaine, and another peak player named Roland fought one after another, each securing victory.

The number of Originstones in John’s possession rose from the original 1.8 billion to 18 billion cubic units.

The players also earned enormous profits of their own, and every one of them grinned from ear to ear.

Where there were winners, there would always be losers.

That was an eternal law.

The results of Skyvault Consortium’s other demigod-grade participants were mixed, with some winning and others losing.

John’s players, however, achieved an almost overwhelming record.

Their continuous series of crushing victories quickly attracted the attention of many nearby powerhouses.

Several High Gods quietly followed John’s wagers and earned modest profits of their own.

They could not help feeling astonished.

John himself possessed terrifying strength and had already crossed ranks to slay God Kings.

Yet even the demigod-grade players he had brought from his homeland were frighteningly powerful.

It was impossible not to take notice.

Participants from the other factions repeatedly suffered defeats whenever they encountered John’s players, leaving them deeply frustrated.

The Demon King Council had the worst luck of all.

Three consecutive matches had paired its participants against John’s people.

The first was crushed by Kaine.

The second was effortlessly swept aside by Roland.

Finally, Gareth mercilessly eliminated their third challenger.

Three consecutive defeats completely shattered their hopes of profiting from the betting system.

They understood the origins of these players better than the other factions did.

All of them came from the Myriad Races Universe.

And every one of them served under John.

The more clearly they understood this, the more frustrated they became.

The first day’s Warm-Up Arena came to an end amid the battles of demigod-grade powerhouses and the constant sounds of wager settlements.

The second day arrived.

When the appointed time came, the stone platforms floating throughout the starry sky silently disappeared.

In their place, enormous gateways formed from invisible energy rose into the void.

The gates towered high into the darkness, their edges surrounded by flowing halos of law power and radiating a pressure that made even powerful beings hold their breath.

According to the Spirit of the Great Dao, the second day’s event was the Trial Stages.

All High Gods could participate.

Those who cleared stages and obtained high rankings would receive large Originstone rewards.

Those with exceptional results might even directly win invitations to the Myriad Worlds Tournament.

Holy Spirit Sovereign offered no further explanation.

He simply remained silently stationed around the perimeter of the area alongside the accompanying Sovereign-rank powerhouses, ensuring the safety of all participants.

John instructed the demigod-grade players to remain inside the Thunder Origin Sanctum and cultivate.

He then left the sanctum with the three women of Valhalla and looked toward the gateways standing within the void.

Countless High Gods had already transformed into streaks of light and entered the gates, flooding into the successive trial stages like a tide.

John glanced around and spoke calmly.

"Let’s go."

The moment his words fell, he transformed into a streak of light and entered the nearest gateway.

Beyond the gate lay an independently created battle space.

The space was incomparably vast.

Even after John fully extended his Divine Sense, he could only barely touch its boundaries.

His perception spread outward like invisible water.

It quickly detected tens of thousands of humanoid beings radiating High God-level auras.

They were all trial puppets created by the Spirit of the Great Dao.

Every puppet possessed strength below the Third Order of the High God level.

For an ordinary High God, tens of thousands of such enemies would be an enormous problem.

Their numbers alone were enough to overwhelm and kill most average High Gods.

To John, however, these creatures did not even qualify as an appetizer.

He stood where he was, too lazy to take even a single step.

"Great Heavenly Sound Art."

The cosmic origin power was drawn forth.

Invisible celestial sound waves erupted outward with John at their center, instantly enveloping the tens of thousands of puppets.

The ripples vibrated.

The Third-Order High God puppets had not even clearly seen John’s appearance before they were all shattered at once.

[Ding! You have killed High God-level trial puppets, Third Order ×76,234. Obtained experience, gold coins, and Fame!]

[Plunder talent triggered. High God Source +30 million!]

[Ten-thousandfold amplification triggered. High God Source +300 billion!]

[Auto Loot triggered. Obtained High God-level items ×5.]

[Bonus Loot triggered. Obtained High God-level item ×1.]

The kill notifications poured past like a waterfall.

Immediately afterward, the stage-clear notification rang out.

[Ding! You have cleared the first trial stage.]

[Obtained Originstone ×100,000 cubic units.]

[The second trial stage is being generated. Please wait.]

John stood in place without expression and waited for the environment to change.

The scene before him rapidly transformed.

The open plains became rolling hills.

The hills then turned into a deep canyon.

Finally, the surroundings settled into a vast desert filled with endless yellow sand.

A new group of trial puppets appeared within John’s Divine Sense.

Their numbers were roughly the same as before.

However, their strength had already risen to the Fifth Order of the High God level.

The difficulty had increased by far more than a hundredfold.