Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Chapter 209: Conquest – Lithia

[A/N: I just landed my first contract! Huge thanks to everyone who’s been following along and reading. There’s still a long journey ahead, and I hope you continue to enjoy the novel. As always, if anything’s unclear or you have questions, don’t hesitate to ask.

The Discord will be created in just a few days too!]

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When a galaxy bows, the void lets out a crimson sigh.

A billion suns spill their final light, spiral arms of silk unraveling into ruin.

Worlds crack like fallen crowns, nebulae blooming from shattered thrones.

Dust drifts, gilded by the death of empires, clans, and sects that once dared to call themselves eternal. Above the carnage, a dawn rises, born of no star—cold, merciless, forged in the throat of the abyss.

It does not forgive; it tallies stolen crowns and sharpens its teeth for those yet to fall.

Conquest is not thunder, but the hush after the blade is drawn back, the quiet pull of the vacuum taking the last breath—the first cold inhale of a morning that answers to only one name.

“FOR THE ORIGINAT!!!!”

Billions of voices bloomed all at once over the cold void of the Erebus Galaxy. The Originat had officially begun their very first Conquest… It wasn’t mere worlds

They weren’t here to steadily rise up the rankings.

No, they wanted the entire Galaxy for themselves.

And all around the Erebus Galaxy in five different sectors, sieges were underway. Now, one may wonder… just how the hell did they reach their target points so quickly?

Well, them beginning their conquest served as a task completion by the sub nexus which provided them something Ash created. It was simple teleportation mechanisms… yet they weren’t simple at all…

They could teleport the user anywhere based on their desires with the limit being a Galaxy.

The Valkyries were stunned by its capabilities, and with those items, everything became faster, more efficient, and ultimately far more devastating.

What would happen if billions of Cosmic Overlords and Stellar Sovereigns suddenly appeared in the skies of your world, screaming ’For the Originat?

Well…

Across five different worlds, all under the rule of the Eternal Clans or their branch clans, Sylvie received the teleportation devices and decided to begin at the top of the galaxy, working her way down.

And so, they did, leaving nothing but carnage and devastation in their wake.

The siege had been underway for less than two hours, yet the first wave of worlds was already on the brink of collapse. Even more unbelievable was that none of the five leaders had to so much as lift a finger.

They simply watched in the skies, each of them with cold eyes…

It’s worth noting they weren’t holding back in the slightest.

All the Cosmic Overlords under Ash’s banner weren’t just Early stage—they were Late to Peak.

Naturally, they’d made use of the resources Ash had gathered and evolved. So, their ranking up was inevitable, and given more time, they’d all be Peak Overlords—billions of them.

“Tsk, this is even more boring than I imagined,” Lithia muttered, pouting with her arms crossed as she watched the skies split apart, space shattering and erupting in bursts. Yet, despite the chaos, she remained utterly uninterested.

And who could blame her? This was her first time away from the World of Thal, her first attempt at Conquest. She had expected more—more excitement, more of a challenge.

“Ugh, I wish I could just sleep with Master all day long.” She grumbled before her Sub Nexus rang.

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[Task:

Personally Claim the head of 100,000 Peak Cosmic Overlords.

Achieve a max Aura and Intent stage by the ending of this Conquest

Reward: 100 Years alone with Master]

Seeing this, Lithia’s eyes shimmered slightly, her heart-shaped pupils rippling.

She smiled and said, “Hmm, make it 1,000 years,” testing her limits.

[90 Years.]

Lithia’s face went pale as she let out an awkward laugh.

“Ha… haha, I’m just kidding, little nexus. Give me 100!” With that, she plunged from the skies without hesitation.

She didn’t care who the Cosmic Overlords were or what they looked like—she simply went for the very first one to cross her line of sight.

’Want me to work on aura and intent, huh?’ she thought, activating her Aura.

She had understood it long ago but hadn’t yet reached the stage of manifestation. It was mostly due to her precepts and other acquired conceptual abilities.

She thought Aura’s power fell short in comparison, but figured that if there was something to gain, why not go for it?

|Aura of Unreturned Gifts – Stage 7|

HUMMMM!!!!

The moment her aura flared, every foe within her mana sense was washed in a pale red and purple glow. She raised a brow at the sight.

’Huh, my aura’s usually just purple. Is this because of my new race?’ she wondered.

Like the other three newly made Valkyries, she hadn’t had much time to adjust to the change and had no idea what had caused it.

They were mostly having fun with Ash after the change…

Which meant she really didn’t grasp just how powerful Primavus was—especially when it came to Lust, Charm, and Desire.

Across more than 75 million kilometers, every enemy, from mighty Cosmic Overlords to the last few Calamity warriors still hiding for their lives, suddenly broke away from battle.

Like mind-controlled puppets, they all turned toward Lithia and, in unison, began making their way to her… And when they did…

A Peak Cosmic Overlord from a minor Eternal branch clan dropped to his knees, eyes wide with sudden, inexplicable remorse.

“I… I once forgot my mother’s birthday three thousand years ago! Please, accept my empire’s hidden vault of forbidden arts as apology!”

Another, a fierce warrior woman, bowed low, tears streaming.

“I cheated at a children’s game when I was young! Take my clan’s ancestral pendant!”

A stern elder vampire lord groveled, offering up scrolls that glowed with ancient power.

“I… I once overcooked a meal for my pet dragon! Here, the lost inheritance of our bloodline—take it all, forgive me!”

The apologies came flooding in—rambling, frantic admissions of tiny wrongs from ages long gone, each paired with promises of empires, ancient abilities locked away in blood crystals, and secrets that could bring down dynasties, all surrendered to Lithia in a haze of desperate, puppet-like loyalty.

Hearing it all left her stunned.

Sure, her Aura was meant to sway and manipulate, but never quite like this—never so overpowering. Still, as she absorbed it, she calmly placed the items into the mana ring with a smile and spoke.

“Well, darlings… That’s NOT ENOUGH!”

THUD!!!!!

The moment she said it wasn’t enough, all the gratitude, reverence, love, and every other feeling they had for Lithia twisted against them, clawing deep until they collapsed—bodies limp in heaps, eyes glazing as life ebbed away in slow, silent waves of agony.

“How neat… I guess I’m stronger than I realize.” She spoke before she spoke to her troops.

“Continue! We have no time to waste, the next world will fall within the hour!”

And it wasn’t just Lithia… All of the Valkyries had received tasks… and all of them had dove into the battles themselves…