Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Chapter 164: The Game of Sunya

The Game of Domain Hunters had never stopped moving forward as millions died and hundreds of domains fell and were claimed every passing moment.

In the sub-realm watching on the millions of screens sat Jester and Sunya… and both of them had looks of extreme shock etched across their faces. Over the past seven days these two had witnessed multiple stars rise and fall in glory—cultivators who burned bright only to be extinguished, sects that claimed early dominance only to crumble under relentless assaults.

However, there were eight individuals who perhaps shone the brightest of them all.

And they were of course the Eight Originats…

In just one week they watched as eight people turned the Domain Hunters realm into their personal playground… a very bloody playground.

“This… this just doesn’t make any sense,” Jester muttered as he fixed his eyeglass, the monocle glinting as he replayed the moments they witnessed—holographic screens flickering with scenes of annihilation, domination, and casual supremacy.

“I had a feeling those bunch were an oddity…” Sunya said as she ate some fruit, the spiked apple crunching between her small fangs. In her eyes she was watching a battle of Seris… as she personally cleared out a stronghold.

Yes… an entire stronghold with the strongest being in the Sixth Calamity.

Over her time at the sect, she had begun to expand her prowess further past the limits of what it meant to be a general. Just think of it… what good was a general without an army?

In battles that weren’t a war, she would practically be handicapped. However, her nexus offered a fix to this as she mastered a unique law. It was the Law of Summoning… it was a Law rarely used due to the difficulty of comprehension. This was no problem as the Originats practically had unlimited Lotuses that provided instant comprehension.

This Law didn’t work as one may think… It didn’t allow one to summon beasts or creatures like dragons or whatever there may be. No, this Law allowed one to summon beings purely of their imagination.

The only thing is that she would need the shells of dead cultivators to initiate the Law.

So, as she battled hundreds of domains she summoned more and more.

Until she had a personal army of men and women… with features oddly reminiscent to the Primavus. She had a total of 200,000 summons that would stay as long as her mana would allow it. And with her comprehension being 100%… the amount of mana she lost was miniscule.

The battle was no battle at all… it was pure and utter domination as Seris floated in the skies like a War goddess. Her daggers hung in front of her as she watched her summons carry out a well-planned assault—thousands of pale, white-haired figures with wings, fangs, and glowing eyes moving in perfect formation, cutting through defenders like a silver tide.

“Time for the finale,” she uttered before she activated two Calamity Laws.

|Calamity Law: Ashen Legion Dominion|

Her summons moved in perfect sync, each acting as an extension of her will, their attacks flowing together into unstoppable chains of destruction, formations changing mid-fight with uncanny precision.

|Calamity Law: Blood Eclipse Command|

The blood spilled by her army swirled upward, merging into a crimson eclipse that swallowed the sky—casting darkness over the domain, sapping enemies’ mana, and flooding her summons with stolen life force, their strikes growing deadlier with each kill.

Then she unleashed a Talent bound to the Law of Blood.

|Void Lunar Wings (Paragon)|

Her power unfurled in its full glory as illusory wings emerged at her back, stretching until they spanned the entire six million kilometers of her mana sense. Darkness swallowed the stronghold, only to be pierced by a downpour of blinding white feathers, each as massive as a mountain, cascading across the domain.

Every feather was a blade of void-laced blood—silent, certain, and unstoppable.

SHRRRIIIP!

They cut through barriers, tore apart formations, and struck cultivators mid-scream, bodies crumpling in showers of crimson that rose to feed the looming eclipse. The Law of Blood gripped all within its reach—enemies locked in battle, those scrambling to escape, and everything else—freezing time itself as blood stilled in veins, hearts stopped cold, and motion ceased.

BOOM! BOOM!!!!

The feathers burst in waves—each one a silent, shattering surge of void and blood that wiped out whole parts of the stronghold, sending towers toppling, walls collapsing inward, and the earth itself splitting wide to consume the fallen.

The domain fell in minutes.

“That was just ridiculous… a Paragon Level Talent…” Jester said shaking his head as he turned away from Sunya’s screen.

“All of them… each and every one has Paragon ranked Talents… multiple laws fully comprehended…” He said before the screens flipped again showing the current status of the Originats… as they were casually floating above their domain that now looked like the most fortified place that ever existed.

It had numerous barriers—layers of rose-pink void, blood-red shields, storm-veiled mists, lunar illusions, and more—defense mechanisms that hummed with power, turrets of condensed Laws swiveling automatically, formations pulsing with starlight.

And above all… the number of treasures were nearly endless floating in perfect orbits, weapons, elixirs, artifacts, relics from hundreds of claimed domains, all glowing with stolen power.

“They are monsters…” He muttered before Sunya’s voice sounded.

“To think they took the number one spot in just seven days…” She was just as shocked as Jester, however she had a feeling it was more to these Eight than they had already shown.

“We’ll just have to see if they can hold that spot…”