Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes! Chapter97-Star Hunt

At the mont Velen reopened his eyes, an extrely terrifying aura of destruction surged forth, resembling a special death wave of the undead that engulfed everything.

In an instant, within Ethan's perception, the entire world fell into boundless darkness the mont Velen's eyes fully opened.

His senses were instantly stripped away.

By the ti he suddenly snapped back to reality, he felt as though the sensation just now was rely a fleeting illusion!

What was going on?

Was that just his own illusion?

Ethan furrowed his brows, but in the next second, he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hairs standing on end.

He suddenly saw that, not far ahead, the towering ten-thousand-ter-high mountain range was dissolving like an illusion at a speed visible to the naked eye!

That colossal mountain, like a giant beast, had been completely leveled under the pitch-black radiance that Velen's eyes had just unleashed—without a sound, without anyone noticing!

Ethan rubbed his eyes in disbelief, yet the scene before him remained unchanged.

The mountain had already been annihilated!

Just now, the mountains had truly been destroyed.

How could Velen possibly possess such terrifying power?

A strong feeling gripped Ethan—if he had been standing before that mountain, he would have been instantly obliterated!

That destructive power was simply too terrifying!

The more he thought about it, the more unfathomable Velen appeared to be!

His reverence toward Velen grew even deeper.

Not to ntion the tens of thousands of lightning guards he had once toyed with.

Then there was that one-eyed, red-haired man who always appeared whenever Velen was in danger.

The Saintess of the Tarot Order, who sched alongside Velen, and that other, even more mysterious ntee.

And now, this eerie ocular technique.

Velen was undoubtedly soone who had been concealing his strength, biding his ti for a grand endeavor.

As Ethan's gaze toward Velen grew increasingly reverent, Velen, having fully experienced the might of the Eye of Annihilation, was in an exceptionally good mood.

Indeed, his knowledge was still too limited!

Without hesitation, Velen retrieved the Ghost Box from his system inventory and handed it to Ethan.

"Ethan, Senator, you've put in a lot of effort traveling all the way from the fortress. Take this Ghost Box as a token of appreciation for your hard work!"

With the power and limitless potential of the Eye of Annihilation, Velen no longer had any interest in the Ghost Box.

Seeing Velen offer the Ghost Box, Ethan's expression suddenly changed.

As a Master Forger, he had an acute perception of special artifacts.

The mont Velen took it out, he had already sensed its extraordinary nature.

Now that it was placed in front of him, he was utterly astonished.

"Velen, if I'm not mistaken, this should be an extrely rare growth-type artifact, right?"

He had only heard of such artifacts in legend. Their rarity was comparable to those relics passed down from the Upper Plane Universe.

But now, Velen was actually giving such a priceless artifact to him!

This reward was too generous!

He could hardly believe it!

If other factions learned of this artifact, they would stop at nothing to seize it.

"It's yours. Just take it."

Seeing Ethan's disbelief, Velen directly placed the Ghost Box into his hands.

The mont it touched his skin, an overwhelming spiritual shock surged into Ethan's mind.

For a brief mont, he saw countless ghosts howling and echoing, threatening to tear his soul apart.

Even as an Ascended Rank master forger, possessing a strong soul with a natural suppression over such artifacts, he was still being overwheld by the spirits.

The power of this artifact exceeded even Velen's expectations!

Huff—huff—

Ethan gasped for breath, abruptly opening his eyes. The eerie visions in his mind dissipated, replaced by a unique bond forming between him and the Ghost Box.

At the sa ti, information about the artifact surged into his consciousness.

Upon understanding its special cultivation thod, he took a sharp breath.

The countless spirits alone were already unsettling enough.

Feeding it with his own blood—how was this different from those sinister sacrificial artifacts?

Although he had never forged such artifacts himself, as a forger, he knew plenty about them.

They were all extrely ominous.

"Ethan, Senator, you should have sensed these ghosts by now, right?"

"They are all terrifying entities. While they may attack one's mind, they are bound and controlled by the Ghost Box. Unlike other artifacts, it has no backlash, and it possesses imnse growth potential…"

Velen smiled as he introduced the Ghost Box. Though it appeared ominous, in reality, it simply required blood to sustain it—without any risk of backlash.

Upon hearing this, Ethan nodded, a hint of fanaticism flashing across his face.

As a Master Forger, his body was brimming with lifeblood—nurturing these spirits would not be a problem.

The sheer terror exuded by the spirits within was more than satisfactory.

Even in its current undeveloped state, it could already threaten an Ascended Rank Awakener.

Who could imagine how powerful it would beco with proper cultivation?

This was a true weapon of destruction!

After familiarizing himself with the Ghost Box, Velen looked at Ethan and said:

"I have other matters to attend to. You should return first."

Ethan looked at Velen in surprise, unsure of his intentions, but he chose to obey without question.

"Velen, I'm leaving then. Be careful on your own!"

Saying this, Ethan toyed with the Ghost Box in his hands and swiftly departed.

anwhile, Velen turned to his system interface.

"System, take to the hunting planet."

However, the system advised, "Surveillance shows major factions are deploying resources. I suggest the host departs tonight."

Upon hearing the system's suggestion, Velen found a quiet spot to rest.

Elent Academy

On the vast plaza, as Elent Academy's headmaster, Cor swept his gaze across the crowd. Seeing that all preparations were in order, he turned to the elder beside him and slowly asked:

"Are the supplies and personnel ready?"

"Headmaster, everything has been arranged according to plan. Once they finish setting up and inspecting the hunting planet, we will use our pre-arranged trackers to locate their scattered supplies and move them to the planet's core."

Beside Cor, the Grand ntor's veins bulged with excitent, his wrinkled face brimming with fervor.

"We have prepared for this day for hundreds of years. This ti, we will finally unseal the old Headmaster!"

"Once the old Headmaster is freed, it will be the mont for our Elent Academy to rise. By then, whether it be the forces on Ulalos or the surrounding factions, they will either submit completely—or perish!"

"All shall bow beneath Elent Academy!"

Seeing the Grand ntor's excitent, Cor nodded with a smile.

"It is all thanks to your ticulous planning, deceiving all these factions. They think they can obtain resources from us? What a ridiculous fantasy!"

This Star Hunt was never about forging alliances.

It was a trap to collect resources and release the long-sealed old Headmaster!

For this day, they had been preparing for centuries…

At dusk.

On the grand plaza of Elent Academy, all the ntors and core mbers of the academy had gathered.

anwhile, the guest rooms surrounding the plaza were packed with geniuses from various factions who had co to participate in Star Hunt.

At this mont, inside a room at the fortress—

Hael frowned as he looked at Alan and the other geniuses.

"I really don't understand what Velen and Miss Anastasia are thinking. For the other factions, this Star Hunt is a frenzied battle for resources, but all those supplies combined aren't even worth a single bottle of dragon blood potion that Velen casually throws out!"

"Exactly! Those so-called resources are nothing but junk. Why are they making such a big deal out of it, fighting over trash?"

Alan and the others nodded in agreent.

After being influenced by Velen, they had completely lost interest in such ordinary resources.

Compared to what Velen casually took out, the supplies scattered on the hunting planet were nothing but worthless garbage!

The one leading them here, Ironback Centipede, let out a helpless sigh and said:

"I know how you all feel. I don't want to be here either, but this is an order from Velen and Miss Anastasia. Otherwise, wouldn't it be way more comfortable just lying around in the fortress?"