The Strongest Conquest System

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Azmond felt all the differing gazes bore into his back, as he didn't understand exactly what he had done to elicit so many intense emotions.

The number of powerful and overprotective fathers and husbands staring him down had already surpassed an incalculable number

However, he was, after all, as shameless as they came, so he flashed a courageous smile toward all the entranced women before focusing back on the free for all.

Marina saw her man give that 'look' to all these women as her eyelids started to twitch.

Those f*cking bitches are thinking of going after my Azmond!? I won't allow it!

Unbeknownst to the blue-haired Milf, she was beginning to have some extremely dangerous thoughts.

And just when her mind was about to start churning again, a certain daughter of hers noticed this peculiarity

"Is your man being taken away from you, Mother~?" Esra asked with a light chuckle.

Marina was taken out of her reverie by the teasing voice of her second-eldest daughter.

"I have no clue what you're talking about. Just focus on the battle and stop worrying about your mother's business," she said with a staid expression.

However, if one was perceptive enough, then they'd see an imperceptible sign of embarrassment on her face.

And unfortunately for the Milf, her daughter possessed just enough perceptiveness to notice

"Hehe~ Mother is silly~" Esre giggled a little before turning her attention to the skies.

There was another person looking to come view the Centennial Clash

But this one was quite familiar to Marina and Esra

"Big Sister!" Esra exclaimed as she jumped up from her seat and flew toward her sister.

"..."

A divinely beautiful blue-haired woman with a well-endowed body was floating in the skies, about to descend toward the VIP stands.

However, before she could even make it half way down, a flying blue rocket in adventurer attire came shooting at her from the VIP stands!

*Poof!*

Esra landed in her sister's arms with an elated look on her face.

"It's nice to see you too, little sister," Nadia said with a warm smile playing on her usually apathetic expression.

It wasn't often that the untouchable beauty of the Celestial Academy displayed her emotions to other people; however, when she was around her mother and sisters, that icy facade seemed to fade

"I missed you so much, Big Sister!" Esra started to cry tears of joy while her busty figure smothered her sister's equally curvaceous body.

Nadia gazed kindly at her slightly shorter sister, as she missed moments like these.

Even though it had only been around ten years since they had last seen each other, she had a hard time at the Academy, and this was just the break she needed.

They enjoyed their little reunion for a few moments before Nadia looked down at her sister and asked, "Where is my baby sister?"

Esra turned her head up before replying, "She's down there with mother! However, she's being hounded by that fatso again, so be careful! Oh, and Mother is also being harassed by that other fatty"

An indiscernible glint flashed past Nadia's dazzling blue eyes at this response.

However, her gaze quickly cleared up as she let go of her sister and resumed her descent toward the VIP stands.

It was unknown what was going through her head at that moment, but if Esra knew her sister, then it was likely nothing good

I hope that the man who ensnared my younger sister and mother is capable of protecting my older sister as well

Esra's eyes focused on the decrepit figure standing on one of the five enormous fighting rings.

An untold number of thoughts were spiraling in her mind, as she seemed to be pitting all her hopes on a man she didn't even know

Azmond once again felt another passionate gaze bore into the back of his head.

But he opted to ignore this stare, as he had a Free For All to stumble his way through!

He already had the perfect pick-pocketing plan to maximize his benefits in this round.

And just as these thoughts entered his mind, the boisterous voice of one of the main announcers sounded out!

"The Free For All will begin on the count of ten! The last six to seven people left on each ring will be allowed to move onto the Top 32!"

Following the loud voice of the announcer, he started to count down from ten.

"3 2 1 Begin the fights!"

After he reached zero, the entire crowd erupted, as everyone had already started placing bets on who they predicted would come out on top!

In fact, Azmond had joined in on this betting with his masked Essence Soul clone.

After all, he was ranked quite low on the bets, as even with his previous victories, he still barely managed to scrape by.

And no one was willing to bet large sums of money on someone who was at the bottom rungs of the power pyramid.

So in the end, Morningstar was placed near the bottom of the last five hundred people standing.

And you know what that meant?

Time to become fu*cking loaded!

Azmond immediately dumped all his money into betting on himself!

He would ring all these rich old guys and ladies completely dry!

Not a single penny would be left in their wide pockets after he was done with them!

And at the exact moment he placed bets worth quadrillions of gold coins, the free-for-all had already started!

SHING! SHING!

WAAA! OOOM!

Thousands upon thousands of absurdly powerful country-destroying spells were unleashed from all sides of the Coliseum!

BLING!

Ultimately, it caused the entire place to erupt in a bright flash of resplendent, multi-colored lights!

If not for the protective barriers making the inside of the Coliseum nigh impervious to anything below the Mahayana Realm in strength, then everything within hundreds of thousands of miles would've been destroyed after all those attacks were launched!

Furthermore, on top of the protective barrier and formations set up around the Coliseum, the fighting rings and even the very ground were layered with defensive spell after spell!

Nonetheless, there was no spell to prevent the absolute level of effulgent lights that were being flung around inside the Coliseum!

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