The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

"You have guts!" Otto said, eyeing Maximus as if he were a lunatic.

"I have a library, so it's only natural that I recruit sscholars," Maximus said with a smile.

"That makes sense."

"However, be careful; once slunatic knows what you've done, you're in trouble," Otto advised.

"I will be careful..."

Seeing such scholars, Maximus couldn't let them pass by.

Deciding to follow the path of knowledge, how could he not have a few researchers?

Thinking the river of knowledge would be in his pocket sooner or later, he was more determined to accept them.

The reason why the people of the Hexen Arcanum Realm are respected but not strong is because of their path.

Comprehending the forbidden river of law, the river of knowledge, was path with no return.

However, despite knowing this, they would rather die, than give up the path they were born with.

Such talented creatures, yet stuck due to this unconquerable path, the people of the Hexen Arcanum Realm are destined to be mere mascots.

However, with his appearance as a cheater, possessing an Origin-grade physique, and the Ultimate Foundational Manual.

Maximus is destined to becthe master controlling this path.

At the tthe people of the Hexen Arcanum Realm would be equivalent to his dependents, helping him improve the path of knowledge.

What's the harm in accepting his people in advance?

Planning to advance the River of Knowledge to the Ocean of Knowledge, these scholars are a must.

However, being only at Tier 9, Maximus plans to use them differently.

Although they couldn't spread knowledge that wasn't available to the public, as famous scholars, their teaching ability is still top-notch.

Maximus only needs to provide the topic and resources for them to teach anyone.

As the Dimensional Master, Maximus still has to provide convenience for his people.

To dive into the world, they couldn't just be ignorant of it.

Especially those Apex Sovereigns; without anyone teaching them, it may take millions to billions of epochs before they can advance to the Tier 10 realm.

With things as they are, they wouldn't even have the most basic utility if they couldn't keep up with the Etherium Realm's advancements.

Having these scholars teach them is equivalent to having a player booster who could level them up without any barriers.

While Maximus thought of his plan, the auction continued.

From those talented pets, familiars, and even rare spirits, Maximus felt a little tempted.

However, looking at his balance of only over 3 million Origin Coins, Maximus could only sigh.

He needed to save this money for the final segment of the auction.

...

Soon after a few days, the final auction of the second segment began.

"For the finale, we have a famous devourer, The Duke of Carnage!!!"

"The Duke of Carnage?!"

"How could they capture this maniac?!"

"Damn, a famous devourer was captured just like this?"

Over the thousands of years, the Duke of Carnage continued to cause wave in the Dimensional Alliance.

With unmatched strength and 99% mastery of the river of law, the Duke of Carnage was unstoppable in most dimensions.

...

In the VIP room, Otto stood up in interest.

"Wow, a master for sale!"

"With the Eldarth Warrior plus this Duke of Carnage, I wonder who dares to compete with me!" Otto laughed out loud.

Looking at the man covered in runes and restrictions, Maximus could only shake his head.

A Tier 11 individual possessing 99 percent mastery of the river of law?

Apart from dimensional masters of Tier 12 dimensions and a few lucky individuals, the Duke of Carnage was equivalent to invincibility.

Soon, the auction heated up, with bids rising to billions in the blink of an eye.

"31 billion!"

"50 billion!"

"71 billion!"

"76 billion!"

"83 billion!"

"Hey, this is too slow. 100 billion!" Otto bid with a smile.

Since he dared to buy a Tier 11 individual who had mastered only 10 percent of the river of law for over a hundred billion, he was ready to spend a trillion this time.

"101 billion!" A bid echoed from the lower private rooms.

Alexander had long been silent; hundreds of billions were not something he could casually put out.

Seeing someone outbid Otto despite his earlier actions, Alexander smiled with interest.

Unfortunately, with the one-way mirror blocking his view, he had no way of knowing who this brave individual was.

Meanwhile, seeing someone bidding against him, Otto just smiled.

"110 billion~"

"111 billion!"

"Oh? You have a lot of money..." Otto chuckled.

"300 billion!"

"301 billion!"

"400 billion!"

"401 billion!"

"500 billion!" Otto bid with a frown.

Seeing that it was someone from the lower levels of the auction, he was already growing impatient.

Just who is this rich person who keeps bidding against him?

"501 billion!"

Seeing them bid again, adding just a billion, Otto felt insulted.

"Fine, 1 trillion!"

"If you can go higher, I give up!" Otto muttered forcefully.

Meanwhile, in room 107, the person who kept bidding against Otto was sweating buckets.

"1 trillion?! Are kids these days so crazy?!"

"We're just at 500 billion, how can you raise the price like that?!" He yelled internally.

"Your Majesty, we can't continue bidding. This is already undermining our foundation!" A man beside him said.

"Do we really have to give up..." The man they called Majesty, Julian, sighed.

He was the dimensional master of a Tier 11 dimension.

Recently, they had the misfortune of being matched with a top-notch dimension in the Dimensional War Ranking.

Considering the life and death of his Dimensional Empire, Julian gritted his teeth and bid.

"1 trillion and 1 billion Origin Coins!"

"Your Majesty!" Seeing their ruler's determination, they couldn't help but call out.

"This is our chance!"

"Though the odds of us becoming a Tier 12 dimension are low, at least we can survive this ordeal..." Julian explained.

As a dimensional master of a Tier 11 dimension, he didn't even have 99 percent mastery of the river of law.

Acquiring the Duke of Carnage was akin to securing a guarantee for their dimension.

Meanwhile, hearing the determination of the bidder, Otto sighed.

"Fine, you win."

A trillion for an individual who had mastered 99 percent of the river of law was already a significant sum.

The Sterling family could cultivate dozens of individuals possessing such power for the sprice.

Although he was rich, Otto wasn't foolish.

With Otto forfeiting, Julian won the Duke of Carnage.

"Thank you for participating in the second segment of the Void Auction."

"Please wait as we prepare for the third and final segment of the auction..."

Upon hearing about the intermission, Maximus excused himself from Otto.

He needed to attend to the scholars he had purchased and settle them first.

...

In the private room of the Dimensional Origin Library, Maximus gathered the thousands of scholars and the Eldarth warrior he had bought.

"We greet the master!" The scholars said professionally.

Studying the nature of slavery, they showed a first-class etiquette they thought a slave should have.

Seeing this, the Eldarth warrior he had purchased rolled his eyes.

"What a bunch of lunatics..."

Being bought as a slave and still having such passion, these scholars really had mental problems.

"Hmph! Ignorant brute, this is called professionalism!"

"Heh, professionalism, you say? Do you seebeing happy?"

"A slave being happy is not a slave," the Eldarth warrior retorted.

"Huh?"

"It seems so!" The scholars seemed enlightened, observing the Eldarth Warrior like a fine specimen.

"What are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"The eyes, the expression, even the tone! So this is a slave!"

They didn't seem to hear the Eldarth Warrior and continued staring at him.

"Damn it! Do you think I care about anything now? Die!"

Seeing their looks while reminding him of his state, the Eldarth warrior went mad and attacked them.

"Okay, stop! You can't fight in here," Maximus said, urging the seal to suppress them.

"The power of the slave master... Is this how they suppress us?" A scholar muttered, not listening.

The scholars turn their attention to Maximus, looking to see what more could he do.

Seeing such a looks, Maximus nearly lost his patience

"Enough!" He said urging his power and the slave seal to suppress them.

However, it didn't seem to have an effect, as they looked at him in eagerness.

Thinking of this bunch of masochist who begged to sell themselves, Maximus sighed.

"If you don't stop this at once, I will take you back to the auction."

"Just think ofas stupid, losing my wealth to buy useless insubordinate slaves," he threatened.

Hearing this, they finally cto their senses, they were slave they should be obedient to their master.

"No! We are obedient!"

"We are the most obedient slaves ever!"

"Don't abandon us, master!"

Seeing Maximus unmoved and still emotionless, they panicked.

"Chief, do something!"

Seeing his tribesmen in such a state, Pallas sighed.

As people of the Hexen Arcanum, their thirst for knowledge was innate.

They could die but could never stop learning.

Being at Tier 10, Pallas was the only one who had slight control, holding his craziness back.

"Please forgive us, Your Excellency. This is simply the curse of our people."

"If they offend you, please punish us as you see fit." Pallas bowed deeply.

Satisfied with their attitude, Maximus proceeded to introduce himself.

"I'm Maximus Shadowcrest; Your Master..."