Riski_Bambang

Humans of Earth were transported to the Divine Sky Realm, a world brimming with fortune and danger.

In this celestial domain, humanity now dwells upon floating islands, ascending as rulers. When else will you get the chance to be a king and vie for supremacy?

The system bestowed powers upon chosen individuals, granting limitless luck. Lein, an ordinary office worker, received the SSS-rank talent - Infinity Duplicate.

There was nothing in this world that he couldn't duplicate, not even god-tier materials. The path to becoming the strongest lay before him. Yet, Lein knew all too well that it required a process.

Even the gods needed a process to create the universe.

The Divine Sky Realm offered a fantastical life that Earth's humans had always dreamed of. Soaring through the skies, shattering mountains, rising to the pinnacle in all endeavors. But humans remain humans, wherever they are, driven by their innate nature: greedy and unaware of their limits.

Humans believed they were the sole inhabitants of the universe, thinking only they received the system's fortune. But reality proved otherwise. Other races in the universe were granted the same blessings, without distinction. In fact, the human physique was considered low-tier.

Races like the Wood Elves, Dwarves, Goblins, Dragons, and countless others possessed bodies that defied the heavens from the outset. Could humans survive in the Divine Sky Realm? We can only hope for the best.

The humans found themselves in a realm where dreams and nightmares walked hand in hand, a place where every desire and fear took form. Floating islands became their new kingdoms, a testament to their newfound power and ambition. Lein, an unremarkable man back on Earth, now wielded the power of Infinity Duplicate, a gift that could make him invincible.

Floating Island - Triple S Talent

A small text flashed below it: "The duel will automatically begin after the countdown ends. Participants who wish to surrender may raise their hand, and the system will determine the winner."

Carter nodded slightly. "Simple and efficient," he muttered. He pulled out both pistols from their holsters, opened the magazines, and began checking the bullets.

Suddenly, a loud voice pierced his ears.

Carter froze mid-motion. His eyebrows raised as he looked at the elf with a bewildered expression. "Seriously?" he thought. Was this just a coincidence, or were cultivators always this arrogant?

He let out a small scoff, slid the bullets back into the magazine, then replied lazily, "Can you see the future?"

His tone was calm, almost indifferent, as if the man in front of him was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. He adjusted his glasses slightly, then refocused on his preparations.

Tree armor