"Perfect!" Our bored gamer smiled as he was successful in getting live video feed on the vampire ancestor's last seconds of life.

It did not need saying that his phone dived in deep for that timely capture in the end.

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'Am I a worldwide supernatural detective right now, Nancy?' Clark queried towards his super helpful system cheat.

"Affirmative, host." Nancy replied immediately as expected.

"Nice. I could now conquer this world and get to the next one tomorrow." Our bored gamer muttered to himself and left bound for home.

He was happy that this realm was quite easy compared to the others where he had to wait millions of years to finish.

"BREAK!" The void parted for Clark and he was gone before the eyes of 50 million citizens of New Lando City.

When he reappeared into his home once more, our good gamer was surprised to meet a new group of uninvited guests in his abode. There were 3 of them in total.

"Leave." Clark said and a depressing atmosphere descended on the ground.

"BANG!" Two of the three souls before him were forced to kneel down but the one in the middle stood safely in contrast.

A thin elven sword glistened on the hands of this person and that was enough to negate our bored gamer's dominion over these lands.

Clark was of course not blind to not recognize what this elven sword meant tonight.

'A true immortal's weapon. Interesting!' Our avid gamer raised a brow as he inspected this op weapon in the hands of a weakling.

If he wanted, he could have easily killed this arrogant young man before him. Unfortunately, Clark was not about to shed the blood of his own brother in this world.

"You have broken your promise, Ruven."

"You regained your memories and powers."

"Come back with me to Masa Thalas and face the consequences of your actions!" The young man who had an uncanny similarity to our bored gamer's face demanded at once.

He did not stop there as he waved his op sword once and it seemed like the whole world would crumble before this weapon's might. A true immortal's weapon was truly not a joking matter.

"I said leave! Don't let me utter this again or else you would taste defeat for the first time in your life, Agis." Clark replied and awaited his brother's decision.

It would also be better in this way since the only greatest threat for his conquest were these fae.

The fae guarded the boundaries between the mortal world and the demon world which made these long lived sentinels a very important piece in the creation of this realm.

Nevertheless, our bored gamer was not about to give up his quest for mere fae or demons. Both of these races would bow before him soon enough.

"You? Defeat me? It seems like you have already forgotten our duels from before, brother." Agis taunted and then he attacked without wasting anymore of his words.

His technique was flawless and unreadable which would give much headache to any of his enemies. As the newly crowned king of the fae, Agis was indeed well prepared for the throne.

At least, in battle. Unfortunately, this young fae was facing an extremely old soul which judged him unworthy to even match swords with our very own protagonist.

"DING!" Our bored gamer flicked the tip of the sword which almost unraveled the core essence of the immortal weapon.

If Clark tapped a little bit harder then he would no doubt break this trivial item into 2 pieces of scrap metal. Luckily, he was feeling kind towards the innocent craft. But not towards its wielder.

Agis was thrown upwards because of the impact and little did he know that this would be the last conscious memory he would have in tonight's affair.

"BOOM!" Our bored gamer's form vanished from his static pose and before anyone could react, his fist was already kissing the handsome face of the fae named Agis.

A couple of teeth dropped from the ordeal and one body could be seen rolling several times on the ground. Its harsh motion stopped 5 counts from start to finish.

"My King!"

"King Agis!" The two women who were still kneeling in place because of our good gamer's coercion from the start could not help but cry in alarm at this time.

They could not believe how little Ruven could have beaten his older brother. Especially with the latter holding the legacy treasure of their race, Aetherius.

Their king slept and would wake up with a huge headache in the morning.

"Take him and don't ever come back."

"I will not be so forgiving next time." Clark said and raised his hand thereafter.

An elegant sword graced his hands in the next moment and he was rather pleased with the good craft master who created this weapon into being.

Perhaps the only sad thing about this item was that it no longer possessed a soul inside it. As it was, it can only be called an incomplete immortal weapon in the end.

"Prince Ruven, the Aetherius..." One of the women hesitated to say.

"Here. Take this piece of scrap iron away from my sight." Clark replied then carelessly threw the weapon to the side. He did not care for such a worthless item at all.

Even if it was a completely true immortal weapon with sentience and all, he could always break a million of them with one punch alone.

This was especially easy since there were no true immortals left in this realm after all.

"Thank you for your mercy, Prince Ruven." The ladies bowed and took the unconscious King Agis in their arms.

They also did not forget to cradle the legacy treasure Aetherius in their close safekeeping.

"DING!" Our bored gamer was once again alone for this eve.

"SIGH!"

"At least I won't have any more guests after this." Clark smiled and thought of a practical way of conquering this realm. He raised his hand and a mud golem rose up to the occasion.

"Multiply and spread the seeds of my rule." He instructed his single summon and the mud golem bowed to its creator. A second later and the golem melted back into the earth.