Floating Island - Triple S Talent

The chaos on the Indonesian island escalated. The blood soldiers led by General Bowo clashed with the remaining loyal Indonesian troops.

News of the internal war within the Indonesian Alliance spread across all the high-level alliances. They also received information about the blood race attacking the Indonesian Alliance.

(Chat - Blue Planet Human Race)

- (Yo Ming) "What's happening with the Indonesian Alliance? I was just planning a trip to the Indonesian island."

- (Van Rek) "I have a friend there; I hope he's okay."

- (Jackson) "I heard from my friend that the president of Indonesia disappeared after causing trouble at the World Market Trade Alliance."

- (Bearer of Blessings) "Yes, I saw that news too... Even though Mr. Lein, the owner of the World Market Trade Alliance, is also from Indonesia."

- (Drizzle) "Only seven days left before the event ends, but the Indonesian Alliance is engaging in war."

- (Green Sky) "Yeah, the Indonesian Alliance is going to collapse."

The internal war caused the chat within the human race to become lively, with more messages being sent than ever before.

Social media also featured photos and live-streamed videos of the ongoing war within the Indonesian Alliance.

The videos showed chaotic battles, not unlike those seen in inter-race wars. Various monster forces, summoned beasts, and skills clashed in the air, devastating the entire area of the Indonesian Alliance's main city.

Lightning bolts from active defense towers, fire cannons, and automatic arrows rained down randomly. Of course, the defense towers were controlled by both sides: the human rulers who followed the blood race and the rulers of the Indonesian Alliance.

While the war on the Indonesian Alliance island captured the attention of all human rulers, a significant change occurred on the leaderboard.

(Leaderboard)

1. Lein: 11,560,500

2. Laras - 3,036,000

3. Haikal Emanuel - 2,921,000

4. Elen - 1,704,000

5. Arya - 1.290,000

...

8. William Anderson - 748,000

...

(Chat - Blue Planet Human Race)

- (Natural Stone) "Crazy... what kind of score is that? Over 10,000,000? Is he even human?"

- (Erick) "Mr. Lein? The owner of the World Market Trade Alliance? I need to move to that island... I want to develop there."

- (Jib) "Seven people from the World Market Trade Alliance are in the top 10? Isn't that amazing?"

- (Alice) "Hahaha... I knew it, that person would be number 1. His island alone is terrifying right now. No one can surpass the World Market Trade Alliance."

- (Dono) "I'm Indonesian, but I was blind not to join Mr. Lein's alliance."

- (Jian) "From now on, the World Market Trade Alliance is number 1, there's no other."

- (Biha) "Mr. Lein... Please save us, Indonesian Alliance."

The chaos caused by Lein's skyrocketing contribution points made all the rulers go wild. Most of the Earth's rulers knew of Lein, the owner of the World Market Trade Alliance, one of the top alliances. However, they didn't expect that he had been hiding his strength so deeply.

Some had suspected this for a while. After all, there wasn't a human ruler who didn't know of the World Market Trade Alliance, as their branch stores were scattered across all the Earth rulers' islands.

***

In a battlefield between races, a terrifying battle was unfolding.

Round stars, each with a diameter of one meter, surrounded a young man. He controlled the stars at will; sometimes they would shrink and disappear, only to reappear suddenly. The round stars had a strange power that destroyed anything in their path.

"Pathetic human, how dare you interfere with the Star Light race's battle."

A handsome man with a radiant face spoke, looking at the person surrounded by the round stars with a disdainful gaze. The man's skin was white and glowing, with a black jade embedded in his forehead, right between his eyebrows.

The young man surrounded by the round stars ignored the man with the black jade between his eyebrows; he was focused on the blue panel in front of him.

"Damn... is that guy the real star?" the young man muttered in disbelief, doubting himself.

Yes, this man was William Anderson, currently the leader of the American Alliance. He had been monitoring Lein for days. He couldn't sleep soundly, constantly thinking about it. Lein was always his greatest challenge in becoming number 1 on the leaderboard.

"No hope of getting the epic chest, an artifact?" William said angrily, his eyes turning red, his face wrinkling even more.

"Argh..."

William screamed loudly, scattering the seven stars around him in all directions, not caring whether they hit friend or foe.

Boom...

The explosions caused by the stars were massive, affecting a 100-meter radius for each star when they exploded and struck someone.

"Run... that guy is crazy..."

"President... snap out of it..." a distant Earth ruler shouted, trying to bring William back to his senses.

"Save me..."

The man with the black jade in his forehead watched William's madness for a moment before a multi-colored star shot toward him at great speed.

Sh...

The man's body faded into nothingness, becoming invisible. Moments later, tiny specks of light appeared--so numerous they were almost imperceptible unless they were gathered together.

The burst of starlight quickly flew toward William, who had already devastated the surrounding area.

"Why???"

"Is God not on my side? Didn't I receive an S-grade talent?"

"I am the Star Prince... I am the strongest."

William kept screaming in frustration, unable to accept the reality that someone was stronger and had far surpassed him.

"Hmm... you!"

At that moment, William noticed the incoming specks of light. He stared at the approaching lights with his blood-red eyes.

Immediately, his seven round stars transformed, turning into small star-shaped specks, heading toward the countless incoming lights.

William ran, rushing toward the specks of light with a golden sword in his hand. His body was engulfed in intense red flames.

The stars clashed with the specks of light, causing massive explosions. The lights numbered in the hundreds of thousands, causing everyone on the battlefield to avoid them.

"Tch..."