The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God-Chapter 730: Nero’s Power

A few months later.

As thousands of Masters of Ocean and River of Law, and countless other powerhouses gathered in one place, the chaotic phenomenon finally began to manifest.

As the surging chaos converged, it started solidifying into temporary natural laws and rules.

At the center of the chaos, the grand prize began to take shape, drawing the attention of the powerhouses watching from the sidelines.

"It's a Tier 12 ultimate material!"

"Lucky! This is worth trillions of contribution points!"

"Hahaha, those absolute beings probably haven't detected the chaotic phenomenon yet!"

"This might be my chance."

Gazing at the grand prize, the masters of the Ocean of Law couldn't help but drool.

A Tier 12 ultimate material was never cheap.

Although the Dark Void Domain had already opened, providing a stable harvesting ground, the dangers within it were outrageous.

Unless they were an absolute of law, they wouldn't dare stay in that place for long.

As they waited for the rules to fully condense, their eyes swept across their opponents, remaining alert.

Strength wasn't the only criterion for claiming the grand prize—it also required skill, intelligence, and luck.

If they weren't careful, they might capsize their chance and let weaker ones take advantage.

Soon, the rules converged, enveloping everyone in the area.

Feeling their strength fall, their expressions darkened.

From Tier 11, it only stopped when their power dropped to Tier 3.

"I can only use basic laws?"

"Tsk, as expected of a chaotic phenomenon, I can't even connect to my path of law."

Feeling uncomfortable, they began reading the rules imposed by the phenomenon.

[Eliminate all 145,124,000 participants.]

[Prize: Tier 12 Lightning Origin Essence]

[Participants: 145,124,000 / 145,124,000]

"What a cruel rule!"

"Kill everyone? Damn, this chaotic phenomenon is screwing us over!"

Seeing the rules, many who knew they had no chance of winning tried to escape.

However, upon flying to the edge, they were met with an invisible barrier, stopping them in their tracks.

"We can't even leave this damn place?!"

"It's over… I have to start over again!"

"Thousands of years of effort—gone to waste!"

"Thousands? I've been here for tens of thousands of years! And now I have to start anew!"

Cursing in frustration, they gradually calmed down, searching for places to hide.

Who knew? Maybe they'd be lucky enough to be the last one standing.

Winning the grand prize was enough to free them from all their worries for life.

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Meanwhile, amidst the chaos, Nero remained unusually calm.

"Tier 3 realm? Just right…"

As long as it wasn't above Tier 10, Nero was confident he could win any challenge.

"Even treasures are useless here?"

Looking at his deactivated items, Nero could only marvel at the solidity of the chaotic continent's rules.

Even the ultimate treasures given to him by his father were now completely suppressed.

"It seems I can only use that method…"

Scanning his surroundings, Nero's consciousness stirred.

Manipulating every particle, he began constructing weapons, armor, defensive artillery, mobile strongholds, alchemical satellites, probing devices, and more.

Like a universal factory, Nero armed himself to the teeth, patiently waiting for his enemies to find him.

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Days, weeks, and months passed as the killing continued, shrouding the battlefield in endless chaos.

Like a brutal war, explosions erupted everywhere, shaking the ground as it withstood countless attacks.

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Meanwhile, within his mobile fortress, Nero kept building, slowly advancing while slaughtering everything in sight.

Whether it was a master of the River of Law or a master of the Ocean of Law, after enduring multiple salvos of his firepower, they would inevitably kneel.

With everyone limited to the Tier 3 realm, Nero dominated both in quantity and quality.

Most never even saw his figure before being bombarded into oblivion.

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On the other side of the battlefield.

As Nero pushed forward with his endless arsenal, another force of destruction tore through the battlefield.

Being an Absolute, Moss's control over his power was beyond perfection.

Even within the same tier, no tricks could escape his perception. He crushed everything in his path with an invincible stance.

As months passed and the air filled with wails and despair, Nero and Moss, the absolute of shadow, finally crossed paths.

"So it's you… I was wondering who else was killing besides me." Moss smirked as he looked at Nero.

He had assumed another Absolute was behind the massacre. Who would have thought it was this infamous prodigy?

Graduating from the Etherium Academy in just a thousand years, Nero reputation was through the roof.

As he proved his strength, running rampant across the Chaos Continent, his name had become so loud that even an Absolute like Moss had noticed.

As for losing? Moss had never even considered the possibility.

"An Absolute?" Nero frowned as he assessed his new opponent.

Without hesitation, he mobilized his entire arsenal and unleashed a relentless bombardment at Moss.

Yet, like still water, Moss remained unfazed. No matter what Nero threw at him, nothing hindered his steady advance.

"Such power… It seems I underestimated the strength of an Absolute."

The gap between a master of the Ocean of Law and an Absolute was far greater than Nero had imagined.

It wasn't just a matter of quantity—it was a difference in quality, mastery, and control.

Even with the rules limiting him, Moss moved with a grace befitting his status as an Absolute.

"I'm glad you recognize our gap. Now, die for me!"

Mobilizing the power of law, Moss unleashed an ultimate attack on Nero.

"Who said I'm admitting defeat?"

Stepping out of his turtle-like armor, Nero met Moss's attack with equal intensity.

As the two clashed, Nero's power surged forward, swallowing Moss in a storm of destruction.

"How—how is this possible?!"

Seeing the overwhelming attack closing in, Moss turned serious and dodged.

However, as if predicting his movement, Nero launched another attack, cutting off his escape.

"End~"

Like the judgment of death itself, Moss began to disintegrate, consumed by the combined power of all 161,803 basic laws.

"Tsk, it took me two attacks to kill an Absolute. They're really strong," Nero muttered, dissatisfied.

Having reached ultimate perfection, nothing could match the quality of his attacks.

Under equal intensity, Moss stood no chance of victory.

Yet, with the instincts of an Absolute, he had still managed to dodge at the last moment, forcing Nero to strike twice.

Nero estimated that if he faced multiple Absolutes at once, victory wouldn't be so easy.

"It seems I was too overconfident."

Realizing he couldn't one-shot an Absolute, Nero began to worry about his conquest of the Chaos Continent.

Returning to his mobile fortress, he resumed tracking and eliminating the remaining participants, eventually claiming the grand prize of the chaotic phenomenon.

"Tier 12 Lightning Origin Essence? Not bad. Another fine addition to my collection."

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Back in Chaos Star Land, Nero began deducing the timing of the next chaotic phenomenon.

"Five years later? That's not too far off."

With 99 consecutive chaotic phenomena left to conquer, Nero calmed himself and began preparing.