The Strongest Conquest System

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WAAAA!

"..."

Azmond felt his strength constantly increasing with each passing second.

Following the checking of his current power, he decided to go to sleep until morning came.

After all, tomorrow would be the day that he, along with a few dozen of his party members, participated in the 'Centennial Clash'.

****

The bright morning rays of sunlight shone down through the windows of a specific Mariase Hotel room.

And inside that room, there was a tall, otherworldly handsome man with long black hair, standing in the middle of hundreds of beautiful women.

All of the women looked like they were dressed up for a special outing, as they all wore varying sun dresses, kimonos, and cheongsams.

The women in Azmond's party clearly saw this 'Centennial Clash' as nothing more than an opportunity to become closer to the man they loved

Even the ones who weren't participating had changed up their outfits a little.

After all, everyone wanted to obtain some of Azmond's attention!

Azmond gazed at all the gorgeous women around him before he turned his head in the direction of the door.

*Step Step*

He took slow steps toward the door, and along with him, Calista had already leaped onto his shoulders, while Boundless took over his back.

"...This spot best" Calista mumbled with a content look on her face.

|No! This spot is far superior!| Boundless exclaimed, her milky white breasts pressing up against Azmond's back.

"You both are wrong! This spot is the best!" Clawdia remarked with a haughty expression.

She had already found her way to the front side of his chest, clinging to him like a koala.

And it didn't just end with her, as Ember took over the left side of his arm while Clover wrapped her soft pillows around his right arm.

Azmond flipped his neutral gaze through all the women claiming ownership of his body parts.

He couldn't help but think that he had suddenly become a piece of land that was for rent

Nevertheless, he didn't mind it, considering all the 'softness' that was violently pressing up against him with their arguments.

'This must be what heaven feels like' Azmond thought with satisfaction filling his heart.

After reveling in the moment for a second, he and the rest of the girls had already started to walk out of the room door, headed for the Coliseum of Dacratas.

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Meanwhile, in a wide dome-shaped coliseum, a few thousand miles away from the hotel of Mariase.

"Do you know why I'm here?" A refined feminine voice reverberated through the halls of a section of the coliseum.

"..." "..." "..."

Dozens of ostentatiously dressed people went silent upon hearing the voice of the one who was called the 'Mother of the Queen'.

Otherwise known as the ancestor of the kingdom of AquaRing

All of these lavishly dressed men and women were the executives of the 'Centennial Clash', and they also managed other smaller events that were held in the Coliseum of Dacratas.

And right now, all of these extremely affluent figures are gathered around a large, rectangular table, awaiting the next words of the scary woman before them

Margarete looked around at all the frightened Tribulation Transcendence Realm Master's as she sighed a little before saying, "I have come here to keep you all in line. Which means no secret deals or rigged matches this time around."

"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"

The expressions of the coliseum executives suddenly turned ashen as they looked at their Queen Mother with pleading gazes.

And one of the more corpulent of the men in the group decided to speak up, as he said, "M-My Queen You can't do this to us-!"

However, he didn't even get the chance to finish his sentence, as a beam of turquoise light was shot out of Margarete's left eye.

BZZOOM!

It blasted out at levels tens of thousands of times the speed of light, subsequently evaporating the fat rich man!

Following this abrupt action performed by Margarete, in a voice as cold as ice, she said, "I was not asking for your opinions. I was simply stating how it would be."

She looked around at all the terrified faces before she continued by saying, "If I hear of anybody going against my wishes, then you will end up with a fate far worse than his"

FWIP!

After speaking these words, her voluptuous figure and all its jiggliness disappeared from sight.

"..." "..." "...

And in her place, she left behind dozens of powerful figureheads looking at each other with baffled expressions, wondering what they should do!

They had expended so much effort in order to rig the games, all so they could have Blazeheart and Shadowstrike win everything.

But now it looked like all their efforts were in vain!

And it was this discovery that left them all in disheartened and sulky moods, as they didn't know what they had done to incur such cruel actions from their Queen

Nonetheless, orders were orders, and the last thing they wanted was to get on the bad side of that eighteen thousand-year-old witch

So after lamenting their fates for a few seconds, they vanished from the table and made their way throughout their respective areas of the Coliseum.

***

Meanwhile, outside the northern entrance of the coliseum of Dacratas, a few hundred beautiful women were being led around by a tall man with a fox mask on.

Azmond had already switched up his outfit so as to stay incognito among a select few who might discover who he was.

After all, there was that Margarete, and he had already felt her aura the moment she reappeared in the capital.

He didn't know why she was here, but he had a strong gut feeling that she would be an integral part of this 'Centennial Clash'.

It wasn't like he minded the company of this gorgeous Milf, but in the end, he wanted to keep his Edgelord senior identity hidden.

And it was because of this that he couldn't disclose his true identity to Margarete until he completely conquered all of Asterion!

This was, of course, assuming that no 'mishaps' happened along the way.

After all, that seductive Milf had quite the perceptive gaze