I Hate Systems-Chapter 1011: Let’s Do This, Arnark!

"Seriously?" Yaeha raged as it turned around and unleashed an attack at the barrier, only noticing a ripple form in response.

"This barrier has been created using faiths of all Deities. A Saint can never hope to even put a dent on it, much less break through." The potted plant said, "Besides, if you try to interfere, you'll receive the wrath of every other being here."

"Dammit!" Yaeha slammed the potted plant into the ground and asked in irritation, "How much?"

"It's one point five times the current ticket price for a seat in the middle circle…" The potted plant said, trembling in fear at the opponent's glare.

"I don't care about that!" Yaeha felt like it was unable to control its anger any longer, "Tell me about the inner circle."

"Two times, my Lord." The potted plant said, feeling a steam of faith slam into its weighing scale, almost breaking it as Yaeha paid the price.

The potted plant hurriedly motioned for Yaeha to enter the weighing scale and transported it to a location in the inner circle.

Upon arriving at the location, Yaeha looked around, noticing the barrier covering it from all sides, frowning in response, "It seems I cannot interact with the other Saints too."

Its focus then fell on the plains, staring at the two inconspicuous figures standing apart from each other, feeling that the barrier before it was ten times as thick as the others, "Even a Deity would find it impossible to break through this barrier."

"Just how much faith has that unscrupulous merchant stolen from us?" It then recalled how much their side alone had paid.

The price of the ticket, the cost of the journey, and then another rate to upgrade to the inner circle location, the total was a bit more than the faith a Saint carried.

It truly was an exorbitant sum. As Yaeha looked around, it observed the arrival of other Saints. Of course, just like it, they too raged at the potted plants upon learning of the hidden markup of prices to get into the better viewing locations.

The inner circle of course had the best view. The middle circle itself had poor viewing angles, unable to witness anything that happened closer to the edges of the plains. Thankfully, the mountain range forming the middle circle had some higher peaks.

They allowed a clear view of the plains, but such seats were sold for a premium too, at a price higher than the other seats in the middle circle. Finally, the outer circle was horrible. At most, one would be able to hear the sounds and faith emissions.

They could also observe the reactions of the Saints seated in the middle and inner circles to infer what was happening, a ripoff.

Yaeha observed the arriving Saints, getting a clear indication of their respective faith's foundation. Those that paid the premium to arrive at the inner circle had deeper pockets.

So, just based on one's seat, their foundation could be inferred. It was also the best time for Yaeha to find out about the various Deities that were around the world.

Truly, if not for this event, when will the representatives of so many Deities converge in one location ever again?

And by discerning the foundation of one's faith, Yaeha began to judge their threat towards the peacock race, tallying those they could take care of and those they would have to be wary towards.

Its eyes naturally fell on the Saint of the God of Rain, shocked, to be honest, 'How is she so powerful?'

'Does this make sense?'

Along the side of the humans, the God of Rain had become a major faith, expanding rapidly over the years, its growth being exponential. So, their Saint was in a class of her own.

All the Saints at the place were checking each other out as their eyes all fell on the Saint of the God of Rain.

But for the individual that was at the centre of attention, her attention was on the plains and nowhere else, able to feel the strong wish of the Deity she represented, "You must win!"

"God of Humanity!"

Suddenly, there were exclaims among the crowd when a certain individual arrived.

"It's a Devil's representative."

"Even they are here?"

Once all the representatives of the Deities had arrived, the representatives of the Devils followed suit. Just like the Deities, there were other Devils in the world, almost equal in number.

Most of them were pretty weak though, inferior in comparison to their Deity counterparts. But their numbers still came off as a surprise.

Moreover, this was just from the Devils that had enough foundation to pay for this trip. There should be other, even weaker Devils out there in the world, regretting the missed opportunity.

Though of course, not all Devils were weak. A couple of them seemed to have been rather successful, being stronger than most Deity representatives.

The Saints of Deities became wary of such entities and sized them up, aware that they would have to deal with such existences in the future to ensure the safety and well-being of their domains.

All the seats were occupied within an hour as the attention of everyone fell on the two main characters.

"So this was his plan." The God King snorted, "What's the use though? It's only relevant in this world. Or, is he planning to stay here permanently?"

"What's your thought on this, Compass?"

He was only met with silence as Compass Carburettor was still accumulating power. Only when both were ready would the Lore and Tell-Tale running the Genre Representation take effect and finalise the fight that would determine the ownership of the two powers.

Attacking before that was useless.

Time passed in such a manner when the last of the faith of the God of Humanity from the Grezza mountain finished flowing into his half of the plains, turning it into his domain.

With that, the figure of Pneua vanished, reverting to his original form as the God of Humanity. His eyes shot open as he stared at the God King, immediately unleashing a torrent of killing intent that caused the region to tremble, as if it was facing an earthquake, frightening all the Saints, "Let's do this,"

"Arnark!"