"N-No, please spare me!" The Fate System fragment within the Unlucky Tower of Ruin screamed in fear as it lay underneath the tail of a massive serpent, gradually being crushed into a pulp.
"Nope, you're tasty." Dita objected to its plea and breathed out a toxic fume that froze the Fate System fragment. Following that, Dita swallowed it and coiled around the Unlucky Tower of Ruin like a python, aiding its digestion.
It was called Dita in name alone. In truth, it possessed all powers that Slayer had moments before his mind shattered. Basically, it still possessed the essence of the concept that holstered the Representative System.
And now, what Compass Carburettor intended to achieve was pretty simple. He would collect fragments of concepts of Time, Space, and Fate. They would remain with Dita. Since Time and Fate were under the control of Grade 4 Systems, it was impossible to use them.
But, through Lore and Tell-Tale, Compass Carburettor would be able to make them his for an instant. It had to be noted that he already had three concepts under his possession now: Mortality, Space, and Representation.
In the end, Secret Society was just his power. Since Ahjar and Dita were both members, it needn't be said.
There was also the concept of Strength possessed by the Ancient Strengthening System. But since it was currently in a maddened state, Compass Carburettor didn't intend to bother with it. Even for him, it would take a lot of time and resources to suppress the madness.
Just like Zaira, he couldn't eradicate the madness, even if he were to spam his Psyche Stars. It seemed the origin of the madness was from a Mystique way stronger than the one Compass Carburettor had faced.
It was at a level beyond what his current capabilities could influence. That was why he left the Ancient Strengthening System to its fate.
"Why don't you just kill me?" Stencil screamed while bound at the bottommost floor of the Unlucky Tower of Ruin, unable to break free of the chains in her weakening self. The longer the time spanned, the greater her strength was absorbed by the tower.
In the meantime, Compass Carburettor went to various worlds and hunted the Fate System fragments there. As they were mere fragments, the individual strength of which was only at Grade 2 level, they were of no match to him.
Facing the Fate System was dangerous, but their fragments? They were easy prey. While moving through the universes, Compass Carburettor absorbed every free sun he came across.
Currently through Secret Society, he was being empowered through the concepts of Space and Representative, not to mention his concept of Mortality. So, unless he fired off a Genre Representation, he wouldn't run out of energy.
But that didn't mean he could ignore Psyche Stars. They proved effective even against Mystique. Moreover, Psyche Stars were what allowed him to unleash the powers of Dreamcraft.
As long as he had enough of them stocked up, even without using them, he could passively affect his enemies just like what he did against Arnark.
Hunting Fate System fragments, accumulating Psyche Stars, and turning Grade 1 Systems into Secret Society members before sacrificing them to reinforce the laws of different worlds, Compass Carburettor was busy.
Even though he wasn't on the frontlines, thanks to his actions in the rear, the Systems were unable to push away the Genre Representatives like usual. As a result, the war raged on endlessly, with no signs of a conclusion.
After all, Systems could revive. The Genre Representatives could also do the same. So, both sides were simply killing each other nonstop. It was a war of attrition. The one with the stronger foundation would emerge victorious.
Had it been before, the Systems would have lost. But once the era of System Supremacy began, Systems had gained control of more than half the multiverse's resources.
Though the time period was only a bit more than seven thousand years, in this duration, through the Representative System, the System World had amassed Mental Energy that would have taken them millions of years through the usual route.
After all, they stole it right from the Genre Representatives. This was not to mention all the Systems continuing to farm Mental Energy as usual.
And in those seven thousand years, they truly had no enemies. So, the Systems expanded arrogantly. Therefore, it would be hard to truly exhaust the Mental Energy reserves of the System World.
As the years spanned forth, the Genre Representatives were actually losing ground. The Genre Representatives could revive, yes. But their armies couldn't.
In contrast, as long as their data was safe, the Systems could revive endlessly. As a result, the Genre Representatives' side was gradually losing.
"Charge!" Rahakh shouted as he blasted for Core Skills one after another as chains stabbed him from the System World's ground. He was constantly changing his arsenal of Core Skills to be unpredictable.
Stencil, Gehera, and Rhizen had already joined the battle. As Compass Carburettor hadn't killed them using his powers, they simply revived in the System World. Following that, they joined the battle, intending to win here.
As long as the Genre Representatives were crippled, Compass Carburettor's tricks would mean nothing in the face of the overwhelming power of the Systems.
"Is that all you got?" Technocraft transformed into a shooting star and crashed into the universe barrier of the System World, cracking it in numerous places.
Reincarnation System was hot on his tails, mending the damage while retaliating. A powerful time rupture erupted from its attack, targeting Technocraft as his figure turned hazy. His attacks became weaker and it seemed as if his energy-condensed body would collapse.
If it happened now, it would take at least a year or so for it to recondense. That was the type of time-based attack launched by the Reincarnation System.
"No! You promised to never make me cry!" Fluff suddenly appeared before him and plunged into his embrace, breaking into a fit of tears. Her voice echoed out and tugged at the heartstrings of everyone, whether friend or foe.
Power of Friendship!
The powerful ability plaguing Technocraft collapsed. He overcame it and recovered, flexing his muscles as he condensed a plasma canon and shot a plasma pulse at the Reincarnation System, poking a hole through its body, "Thanks Fluff."
"Anytime for you!" Winking cutely, Fluff disappeared as her cries erupted from nearby another Genre Representative, allowing them to break free of a Core Skill's power too.
Fluff was the weakest in terms of attack power but in terms of support, she was the catalyst that could summon plot armour to its fullest.
