Peak Evolution System

\"Current survival rate: 0.001%\"
\"System activated — You have taken control of the Earth\'s highest authority.\"

During the awakening ceremony in class, while the school beauty mockingly brushed away the F-rank badge from my palm, no one knew that my system was refining the entire New York black hole into an experience pool.

Do you think I level up too slowly?
Last night, in the folding space training ground, I just used ninety-nine bolts of heavenly lightning to temper my body and break through—your ten years of hard cultivation are enough for me to tear a piece of paper.

Saying I don’t have godly gear?
Ten minutes ago, I casually pulled out the SSS-level \"Ragnarok,\" and it\'s currently roasting the eight-headed serpent of Sakura Kingdom into skewers for a midnight snack.

Laughing at my poor talent?
At this moment, your S-level ice ability is dancing in my palm, while my Annihilation Domain has already devoured seven Awakener Temples across North America.

When the coalition of the five major nations approaches, I sit on the Throne of Skulls, smiling lightly. Behind me, a million blood-born heirs howl to the sky, each one a death agent birthed from a disaster-level mother nest.

\"Kneel.\"
\"Or become the next stepping stone on my path of evolution.\"

This world always needs a few ants, to highlight the sharpness of those who slay gods.