Arthur Sterling died exactly as he lived: a ruthless liquidator who spent his life gutting the weak for the powerful. 

Reborn as a starving beggar in the muddy slums of a magical world, Arthur realizes a sickening truth: the "Gods" of the higher realms treat this universe exactly like his old enemies treated their victims.

It is a disposable battery farm. Mortals are just livestock. And the world is ripe for the harvest.

Arthur refuses to be a pawn in a rigged game ever again. He isn't going to slowly climb this universe's cultivation ranks. He is going to conquer it from the top down.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations on Activating the 10,000x Infinite Return System]
[Passive Skill 'Bind' Unlocked: 
All Experience, Cultivation, and Insights gained by Bound Targets are passively transferred to the Host at a 10,000x multiplier.]

Why lift a finger to train when the world is full of eager, naive heroes willing to bleed for you? Arthur slaps his first Binder on a plucky "Chosen One." The boy sweats blood to swing a wooden sword a thousand times.

[Ding!]

[Target 'Caden Cross' has completed 1,000 sword swings.] 
[10,000x Multiplier Activated!] [Host has gained: 10,000,000 perfect strikes. 
Forging Domain-Level Sword Intent!]

His mortal body violently restructures into that of an apex predator, but he doesn't stop there. Arthur aggressively expands his reach. He binds an untouchable Arch-Mage suffering from an ancient curse and a terrifying Demon Empress chained in the abyssal depths. Feeding on their passive energy, he tears through the absolute limits of the Mortal Domain in mere days.

The cataclysmic influx of cosmic power forcefully rewrites his DNA, forging the Dimensional Breaker Physique. It is an impossible, reality-defying vessel, a body so devastatingly dense that it completely nullifies the physical laws, supreme curses, and crushing gravity of the universe itself.

To Arthur, the arrogant deities of the Apex Realm and the Celestial Court aren't untouchable Gods. They are just bloated tyrants sitting on stolen power, waiting to be dethroned.

When the Heavens finally notice the anomaly and descend to enforce their absolute laws, Arthur doesn't bow. He forcefully severs the planet's leylines, transforms an entire floating academy into an apocalyptic dreadnought - the Ebon Citadel - and blasts his way into the higher dimensions.

Armed with a pitch-black sword wreathed in the Primordial Flame of creation, Arthur Sterling is coming for the throne of the multiverse.

The Gods built a slaughterhouse to harvest the weak. The new Emperor is here to burn it to the ground.

Arthur Sterling stood on the edge of the command balcony. He stared up at the descending swarm of non Euclidean nightmares.


The Harvester Vanguard numbered in the thousands. It was a writhing ocean of tentacles and fractured eyes and rotting gray miasma that threatened to unwrite the very existence of the Ebon Empire.


Behind him, the five Queens watched in tense silence. Sylvia was still badly shaken from her spell being mutated into screaming flesh.


"System," Arthur commanded in his mind. "Establish a direct link with the Weaver."


↳ Target Kaelith is actively weaving raw reality to stabilize the host's environment.


↳ 1,000,000x ROI Multiplier Activated!


↳ Host is passively receiving an infinite stream of Absolute Order energy.


A blinding geometric light erupted from Arthur's chest. He didn't just feel powerful. He felt once again like the absolute dictator of reality itself!


Chapter 56 - [56] Disciplining a God, The Harvester's Demise