SYSTEMBREAKER: Rise Of The Ninth Overlord
Rhys died on Terra Prime, only to wake in a room, face to face with the Arbiter of the Trial System.
Chosen. Marked. Offered power beyond anything mortals should touch.
Before he can question it, the Arbiter’s smile shifts.
His class is forced.
His future is locked.
And an alert flashes:
《Warning: Your Terra Prime body is dead.
Chosen safety life spent.
One life remaining.》
Thrown into the Trials with a dying body, a predatory System, and a class built for assassination over glory, Rhys quickly learns the truth:
The Arbiter doesn’t pick heroes.
He picks weapons.
In a cosmic game where the System lies, the Trials kill, and every “Chosen” is a disposable pawn, Rhys has only two choices:
Obey the Arbiter…
or become powerful enough to break him.
Rhys’s Mark begins stacking hidden bonuses—letting him steal power meant for the Overlords themselves.
In a world where mortals are cattle, he becomes the glitch the system can’t predict.
To escape the Trials, he must outplay the Dominion, topple the Overlords, and rewrite the contract that enslaved Terra Prime.
But to break the game, he has to become exactly what they fear:
The ninth Overlord.
The one who answers to no one.
A dark progression fantasy filled with deadly Trials, evolving skills, hidden conspiracies, and a protagonist who refuses to stay a pawn.
Because some Chosen rise to greatness
But only one becomes the Overlord.
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Chapter: #58: Roadside Wisdom"It's not too late, you know." Did hostages normally talk this much? Veterans. Rhys turned to the old man and raised an eyebrow. "To turn myself in?" "What even is your plan? To survive in the leveled zones all the way to the top? You think you can solo a king and then the dragon? Then what? Are you going to challenge the Overlords? They'll smite you down the moment you step foot outside the leveled zones." Rhys just shrugged, dismissing the old man "I'll tell you my plan when I figure it out myself." "What a stupid waste of talent. The Arbiter chooses you, and you piss it away like this." Rhys laughed. The old man glared at his laughters. Rhys kept laughing until it stopped being funny. "Oh, old man, you have no idea how funny that is." "The hells is that supposed to mean?" "If the Arbiter chose me, then he knew all this would happen, wouldn't he?" Lirien's voice whispered
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Chapter: #57: Manual Mayhem"Mphh," "Shut up! I haven't driven a manual in ages!" Rhys still had the old man on his lap. He didn't dare move Jecharim off him. He also didn't try to stop the old man from head-butting him. Just using a palm to stop the old man from cracking his skull against a realm two skull. "Stop it, old man. That's really annoying" He wasn't expecting that to stop Jecharim from head-butting him, he was fully egging on the old man, hoping the erratic actions would stop any would-be heroic sharpshooters. The original reason Rhys hadn't knocked out the old man was because he had zero idea how much force to use. Last thing he wanted was to accidentally break the old man's neck. He still remembered how easily Jecharim's arm snapped. Rhys drove through the first city gate. An archway of enchanted stone, weakened by the fact that it was in a levelled zone. It could still survive a bombardment by an eighth realm adventurer. He shuddered at the turrets on the top. This was a city still designed
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Chapter: #56: EscapeBack in the shop. Rhys didn't understand where the conversation had gone wrong. He was sure he had them on the ropes. Now, the supposedly very sensible Chief Enforcer Ami was stonewalling him. The removal of his bounty was just a minor part of the plan. If the Witch Overlord wasn't happy with a reduced bounty, then she herself would have to pay it. If she did so, then she'd have to do it privately or make it a public matter. It would be a minor headache for someone like her. He was still happy to do it. "Hmphg." Jecharim glared from his position. The old man seriously fought him the entire way through. Ami finally responded over the phone. "We can give you the truck and the keys, but we can't pledge any of the bounty to your account or a charity. The Adventurer's Guild said no." "You didn't ask." Rhys winced. That sounded bad from his end. He was certain she hadn't had the time to negotiate with them, but he felt like a child saying, nuh-uh you didn't. Ami's response was cool
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Chapter: #55: Hostage ImpasseChief enforcer Ami was having the worst day since she had received her promotion. Firstly, incompetent adventurers had let a blacklister with a bounty walk out of the Guild hall. Six to one. Then the Realmers watching the security feeds had lost the blacklister in what was the most surveilled city in the second sector. After they had mobilized and created a net, gunfire was reported off the main road, closer to the Guild than where they were searching. Ami had arrived before any of her other enforcers and had to wait for their sniper to get in position. The other enforcers stood behind their trucks, making a perimeter, guns out, pointed at the shop. A voice crackled into her earpiece. It was a Realmer manning the security feeds. "All the store's cams have been cut off. Recordings do show the blacklister tying old Jecharim after breaking his arm." Everyone knew Jecharim, that cranky old Realmer. Ami shook her head. This had to be the dumbest blackl lister she had ever heard of. W
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Chapter: #54: Confrontation"Well, well, well. I didn't expect to see you here." A ghostly figure in white floated next to him. Her fake curvaceous figure being quite distracting as she lay on the air at eye level, head propped up by her hand. "Hi Lirien, how have you been?" "I've been busy. Haven't you seen the video?" "Yep." Lirien stumbled in midair. She'd been leaning on the air with her head in her hand, but all of it fell out as he said something so unexpected. Rhys paused to look around. The screams had stopped, and someone ran past him without looking at him. He looked to Lirien for an answer. She was still stuck on his casual behavior. "You saw that, and you still chose to teleport to Ulverra?" Rhys looked around and sighed, finally taking in the sights. Enchantments ran through nearly every building around, humming with energy. Even pulsing in some circumstances. "The busiest city in The Dominion. Home of the Academy itself. Of course I'd come here first, why wouldn't I?" He started walking.
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Chapter: #53: Return[Return To The Dominion] 《8 minutes remaining until you are ejected from the saferoom.》 The white room with the singular table lay in front of him. 《You have selected [Dangersense] [Dangersense] level 0 -> level 1!》 The change in his mindset was distinct. Not from the [Dangersense] skill but from his Epic. He could feel his doubts wash away as the Epic urged him forward. He knew logically that the skill was impacting his mental state. But it didn't feel like he was someone else. He was just a bit more confident. That was all. He had a plan, now it was time to execute. Rhys strapped Avale's kite shield to his back. The strap he used for his knives could hook the shield, albeit in an unstable position. It went over the top of Kael's longsword, uncomfortable, but would protect his torso from any surprise shots from behind. He had a loaded crossbow in his left and a gun with three bullets left in his right.
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Chapter: #50: RevelationMaster Qimir's first response to my declaration was a long, lingering sigh. "You're asking very difficult questions. The kind that will get very dangerous if they spread." "Don't worry. I didn't get to this age of blabbing about things that were best left buried," I answered. "Living as a mercenary taught me a lot more than just fighting." "I can see that," Master Qimir answered. He paused a bit, looking around. "The question you ask has a complicated answer, one that has to do with the gods." "I can keep my heresy suppressed for a while, don't worry about it," I said. "Now, spill." "At the beginning, there were only gods, living in harmony, at the center of the universe, in alignment, bringing order to the existence of the chaos," he said. "However, that task was difficult, so they created mortals to do their task, and granted us the System to give us tools to defend. In the beginning, it worked perfectly." "Until it didn't, right?"
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Chapter: #49: Evacuation TruthKilling more beasts away from the camp had a certain amount of temptation, but a literal earthquake and volcanic burst in response to my leveling showed that it was not a sustainable path. The natives clearly had their own reasons to keep that restricted. Instead, I returned to the camp, using similar tricks to the last time. It was harder to do so without the young noble distracting the camp on the other side, but the stat increase was more than enough to compensate for the increased challenge. A few minutes later, I was safely at the camp. It was tempting to go directly to Master Qimir and have a talk, but a lifetime of habit prevented me from doing so. Ignoring routine information gathering in favor of important objectives was always tempting… But that was how people ended up dead. Instead, I stole a cloak and walked around the camp, Perception making it much easier to listen to the random discussion. I first focused on Jertann's
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Chapter: #48: River RevelationThe rest of the day had passed without anything of note ... though it was fascinating just how easily I started referred another half a day filled with killing dangerous monsters hungry for human blood, all the while experimenting with a magical effect that created some kind of magical command effect. Extraordinary became ordinary in quick order. Ultimately, that was life. The assistance of Jertann started to provide after his promotion played a significant role in the ease I was experiencing. I had no idea what was the ability Jertann received, but it was clearly significant, as he could actually take down large beasts while coordinating with the others even without my assistance. Much to the surprise of the rest of the camp. I had stayed close for the first few attempts, ready to intervene if things went chaotic, but his performance had been satisfactory. He had the ability to take down the beasts in just a few blows, showing that his myster
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Chapter: #47: Promotional Ritual"Can't we rest for just five minutes," Jertann gasped as he run behind me as we rushed forward to cut the path of another beast before they could meet with the second line. For the last four hours, we were continuing our extremely exhausting pace of fighting on the front line of the camp, an elatriss away from the other line, rushing back and forth to kill any large beast that was on the path of meeting with the line of the unaffiliated. I even used Charisma sparingly to occasionally draw the more crowded waves of the smaller beasts, which allowed the smaller beasts to gather around me, only to be cut down by my halberd. I had lost my earlier hesitance to show off for one important reason, the reaction of the knights against that elephant-sized tiger. With their incredible performance, I developed a better understanding of what might have been truly threatening to the ruling powers, and what I had was certainly not that. That didn't mean I lov
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Chapter: #46: Ward PlanI decided to make my first showing for the Greens, though that was less about my existing impression of the Blacks, but the appearance of a large beast rushing forward, toward the border between Greens and the unaffiliated. I wasn't the only one who noticed the beast. Both groups already noticed, trying to react to it. The unaffiliated tried to pull back, but the Greens were against that, forcing the group to take the point against the beast. Considering the ragtag nature of the unaffiliated group — put together at the last moment, armed badly, struggling morale, and with no plan for how to deal with the approaching beast — it was not far from attempted manslaughter. Or murder, I decided as I noticed one of the Greens taking the weapon of a young man, yet forcing him to stay on the line when he tried to pull back. I expected the camp to collapse without leadership — which was the whole reason I stayed, as chaos would allow me to experiment eas
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Chapter: #45: Camp DivisionAs I walked back with two beasts in tow, I expected two things. First, I expected to meet with the caravan midway as the first carts started to move, hurrying up to catch up with the others. Second, I expected to create a spectacle as I dragged two large beasts back with me. Curiously, neither happened. As I moved back, I could see that, rather than piling the tents on the ground, they were establishing those tents again, just in a tighter manner, closer to the huge bonfire. Very interesting, as other camps were already on the move, which meant that ours would stay back. No one paid attention to me, because everyone was locked into a huge row that was going in the middle of the camp… Between several people, from all three gangs on one side … and Jertann on the other. Curious, I thought as I dragged forward, with most people didn't even paying attention to me, either busy watching the argument or setting the tents. Setting the camp in a tighter
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