The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Conveying his next plan to his chess pieces, Maximus turned his attention to Ysgramor.

“It seems that you’re also finished. Let’s start the next round,” Ysgramor said confidently.

“Sure…”

Soon the world began to revolve faster and faster until a year passed.

Looking at the situation on the board, Ysgramor smiled.

So far everything went to plan.

The Lysphere began to stabilize, showing the prosperity of the top country.

The allies that previously dismissed it began to show their previous enthusiasm.

Even Altruz was in a state of further isolation, just to please Lysphere.

Although he still couldn’t form an effective attack strategy, just three to four more rounds and he could defeat the country of Altruz.

Thinking about the million Origin coins he was about to win, Ysgramor couldn’t help but be excited.

Looking at the possible futures, he saw his big break.

Internal war, assassination, the weather, the state of the people—Ysgramor found a way to win in just two moves.

Seeing Ysgramor fall into the trap he set, Maximus held his smile.

Instructing the next moves of his chess pieces, the world started to revolve until a year later.

“Hmm?” Ysgramor frowned, noticing the state of his country.

On the planet, Lysphere showed collapse.

According to the future possibilities that he saw, this shouldn’t have happened after he improved the people’s livelihood and increased their freedom.

However, unknowingly through the interference of Altruz, his move didn’t have the desired effect; instead, it was the opposite.

The improvement of life and freedom made his citizens more big-headed.

They thought that the government had finally heard their pleas and that they were right.

Now with their growing greed, they protested more and more, turning it into their daily activity.

Initially, he planned to launch an all-out attack next, but now he was stuck with stabilizing the country again.

“What bastards!” Ysgramor muttered, gritting his teeth.

If not for the consequences, he would dispatch his army and wipe these people out.

Looking at the situation in Altruz, it couldn’t be more peaceful and united.

With the buff of the sovereign that increased unity, Altruz was like a block that could move orderly with a thought.

Furthermore, with more allied countries, they began to isolate a war-free zone, increasing trade and taxes.

With more money, they began to fund advanced development of weapons and medicines.

The two scientists blessed by the world became geniuses who could develop research results at a fast pace.

Looking through the fragments of the future, if this continued, Ysgramor would lose in three rounds at most.

Frowning, he began to look through infinite possible futures, searching for the one where he was the winner.

Browsing through thousands and thousands of possible scenarios, his head began to hurt.

Because of his carelessness, the future where he could win began to compress, making it harder to find.

“I got it!” Satisfied with the future path he saw, he began to instruct his chess pieces.

Every move on the planet was in his sight.

Deducing Ysgramor’s chess pieces, he could roughly see what he planned.

“Let’s begin the dragon-slaying formation…” Ordering countermeasure, Maximus thought.

So what if the dragon is powerful and wealthy?

If it became old, senile, and full of illness, even maggots could trample it.

With them finishing their moves, the planet started to move again.

A year later, the planet returned to its normal cycle.

“It can’t be!” Seeing the state of the planet, Ysgramor muttered in disbelief.

Before even the Altruz attack, the country of Lysphere fell into civil war.

“Hehe, it’s luck,” Maximus muttered jokingly.

Maximus didn’t expect that his enemy would be too foolish and complacent.

Instead of stabilizing his country, he became more aggressive.

To Maximus, this was like putting your neck on a chopping board.

If he didn’t strike, it would be his loss.

However, thinking of the trap he laid, Ysgramor couldn’t be blamed.

What Ysgramor saw was a possible future.

Because of his confidence, he didn’t doubt anything and ignorantly walked into the trap he set.

Forging a future that the enemy could see was a piece of cake.

With him analyzing the planet for millions of epochs, even the most inconspicuous rock could become a weapon.

The paths the people walked, the drops of water, the slight increase in sunlight, the slight vibration of the ground—everything could be exploited.

“Hmph! It’s not over yet!” Ysgramor said forcefully.

“Hehe,” Maximus just laughed, making his next move.

Another year passed, and Lysphere stabilized.

Using the army, Lysphere suppressed all dissent one by one.

Although most showed dissatisfaction, with a gun to their heads, they could only smile in despair.

Seeing the ruthlessness of Lysphere, its allies who were about to back out stopped abruptly.

Not wanting to be a target of this dying beast, they could only be obedient, providing all kinds of support to Lysphere.

Altruz, on the other hand, continued to be stable, attracting people and allied countries from everywhere.

Vaguely, the world began to be divided into two, as a brewing all-out war was about to begin.

Another year passed as Maximus and Ysgramor instructed their respective forces.

This year was uneventful as both forces showed restraint, preparing before the storm.

The generals on both sides began to recruit soldiers on a massive scale, forming armies of millions.

The difference was that Altruz didn’t force any conscription, while Lysphere imprisoned anyone who didn’t join.

Seeing the situation, Maximus smiled.

“How can you fight me with such low morale?” Maximus said mockingly.

“Hmph!” Ysgramor didn’t answer, but in his eyes, he saw a future of certain victory.

So what if his soldiers were low in morale?

With the accumulation of such a powerful country, Lysphere didn’t just have millions of soldiers but tens of millions.

If Lysphere could have been stabilized earlier, just his few million soldiers could have crushed Altruz in seconds.

Unfortunately, it’s now the sixth round; they can only fight in an all-out war.

With another instruction from the two, the world started to spin for a year.

The world fell into chaos as countries began to fall into an unprecedented brawl.

Guns, tanks, warships, fighter jets—all kinds of humanity’s weapons came into play.

With the critical state of the planet, the world projection showed key battles, giving them real-time insight into the planet.

Such an unprecedented war made Maximus a little interested.

Although it was nothing compared to the wars in the Abyss or even a fight in the Etherium realm, it had a different flavor.

Such a nostalgic scene couldn’t help but remind him of his previous world.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t find The Earth in the Dimensional Alliance database.

Maximus could only conclude that either it was too low-level to discover dimensions besides their little universe, or that it had been so long since he reincarnated that it was destroyed and erased by time.

Soon after a year, it was their time to move again.

Looking at the state of his chess pieces, Maximus sighed.

With them being the main targets of assassination and killing, only the sovereign, ace, two generals, a single scientist, and two pawns remained.

Ysgramor was in a more miserable state.

Due to low morale, betrayal happened often.

In such chaos, only the sovereign, ace, and a single general remained.

By now, Ysgramor had already noticed something was wrong.

All the possible futures seemed to be fake, a fabrication that lured him into traps.

Looking at Maximus, Ysgramor was a little angry at himself.

He shouldn’t have been greedy; he should have investigated even the superficial information he could find about his enemy.

Until now, he still had no idea what his opponent used to make him fall into this.

Sighing, he destroyed the planet with a wave of his hand, announcing his surrender. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ N0ᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

No matter what he did, he would lose.

Why make it more ugly?

“You’re good,” Ysgramor said, taking out a million Origin coins.

“You too,” Maximus said in surprise.

He didn’t expect Ysgramor to easily part with a million Origin coins.

Maximus thought he would still fight to the end before Ysgramor give the money.

“Don’t doubt it. Although I’m arrogant, I’m a man of my word,” Ysgramor said, seeing Maximus’s doubt.

Losing in the game he was good at, Ysgramor was a little lost.

Now, instead of the money, he was mulling over his arrogance and why he lost.

“Congratulations, Maximus. Don’t forget to treat me when you’re rich!” Otto said jokingly.

“Sure!” With a million Origin coins lying in his bank account, he couldn’t help but be excited.

Although it was not enough to buy even ten tier 9 ultimate treasures, it was enough starter fund.

Seeing how easy it was to earn money, he looked around for the next opponent.

However, seeing them back out in fear, Maximus could only shake his head helplessly.

It seemed he beat Ysgramor a little too quickly, dissuading the others from playing with him.

“Haha, let’s just eat. No one will dare to fight you for a while,” Otto said.

With such a show of force, all the individuals in the Virtual Fortune Domain turned their attention to Maximus.

Unless they fully investigated Maximus’s background and abilities, they wouldn’t dare to play with him.

“I see,” Maximus nodded, understanding the situation.

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