Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System! - Chapter 253

Chapter 253: Item—Sovereign Grip!
Parker left the girls to mess around in the training space and headed up. The training space itself wasn’t even inside the mansion—it was a whole separate dimension. The only way in? These sleek capsules that teleported you into your own personalized training zone. Once inside, the system would scan your whole damn body—muscles, bones, energy flow, even that weird ache in your lower back you keep ignoring—and then hand you a customized training guide.

This wasn’t just any high-tech setup. It came from a whole different world he’d lived in back in his sixth life. A world that, unfortunately, got vaporized when Ignisra, her sister and Judgement went full extinction-mode—of course not for fan but that’s a story for tomorrow. Before that happened, though, Parker had… borrowed some of its tech. Where most of it ended up or? No clue.

But he knew his eighth-life self had stashed some of it away in one of his residences and other secret storages before he reincarnated again.

The best part? This wasn’t just basic training—it was like having a future version of yourself coaching you. Imagine seeing yourself already at god-tier, flexing like some untouchable celestial being, and then that version of you casually guiding your weak-ass self through step-by-step mastery.

It was deeper than just training; it was straight-up cheat codes for power-ups. The girls were gonna love this.

Oh, and because his eighth-life self was an absolute menace, he also rigged the space with temporal acceleration—time moved ten times faster inside compared to the real world. But thanks to a ridiculous number of runes, nobody’s body would age weirdly or suffer side effects.

There were even more functions, but Parker was too lazy to list them all.

Stretching, he smirked.

“Alright, magic world, take a backseat. Time to get back to the real mission—urban plundering but first…!”

Before he forgot, he snapped his fingers. “Levi, show me the mission notifications we’ve cleared.”

A few popped up. The first one? From when he first realized he was a Nyxilith—a mission meant to be all slow and dramatic, guiding him through self-discovery, the other one that told him to gather and conquer Origin Families descendants and blah, blah, blah. But, of course, Parker had absolutely bulldozed through that the moment he awakened. Another completed one? Something about ‘infinity loyalty.’

[Right away, Master!] Levi chirped.

Parker grinned. Time to cash in on those rewards.

[Ding! Main Mission Generated!]

Mission: Find out who you are.

Rewards: The Lost Legacy and the Forgotten Path!

Status: Completed!

[Ding! Reward: Forgotten Path has been cancelled—Master has already acquired the full version of the Path!]

Parker scoffed, running a hand down his face. “So this Forgotten Path was just a knockoff version of the Nyxborn Chaos Path? Typical!”

He shot a look at Levi. “Seriously? Were you actually about to hand me a bootleg version of my own path? You jokin’ right now?”

Levi’s voice chimed in smoothly, but he could almost hear the smugness. [It was meant to be a gradual process before you fully acquired the full Path, as per the orders of Eighth Parker.]

Parker smacked his lips. “That creepy-ass bastard.”

Eighth Parker had really gone out of his way to make sure Ninth Parker suffered, huh? Not only had that dude forced him to hatch the twin phoenixes and deal with all that other extra drama from scratch, but he had also made sure Parker got his own shit in pieces—quarters, halves, whatever the hell would inconvenience him the most.

What a freak.

Parker sighed, shaking his head. Honestly? If time travel was on the table, he might actually go back just to throw hands with his past self.

[Ding! Master has received the Lost Legacy!]

Oh, here we go again. He already knew this meant he was about to get, like, a quarter of what should’ve been the full thing.

Eighth Parker was probably laughing his ghostly ass off somewhere. But, to be fair, there was a reason for it—something about minimizing the risk of him self-destructing by overusing his own powers too soon.

Take Plunder, for example. If he tried to use the full version right now? He’d get hit with retribution so bad he’d end up as a fucking vegetable.

Originally, the system had handed him a training-wheels version—just enough to let his body adapt before unlocking the real deal when he was actually strong enough— the first only allowed him to Plunder energy and some powers. But now? He had to wait.

Still…

“What’s a little patience, huh?” Parker stretched, cracking his knuckles. “A week? A month? No problem.”

Yeah. No problem at all.

[Item: Ring]

Name: Sovereign Grip!

Description: The first fragment of Regalia!]

At first glance, the Sovereign Grip was a whole lot of nothing—a plain-ass, unmarked band of dark gray metal, dull and forgettable. The kind of thing someone might dig out of a dusty old drawer and mistake for a cheap trinket.

And then—poof—it materialized on Parker’s pinky finger.

“…Well, that looks like shit.”

Seriously. It just sat there, dull as hell, looking like the epitome of neglect.

Parker narrowed his eyes. Yeah, no fucking way was he walking around with this Goodwill-ass ring on his finger. Subtlety? Fine. Looking like he just pulled jewelry out of a damn cereal box? Absolutely the fuck not.

He exhaled sharply, blowing over the metal like it was dusty.

Fwoosh!

The ring shimmered, then expanded, stretching into a sleeker, polished shape—gleaming obsidian with silver streaks cutting through its surface. The glow pulsed faintly, its presence suddenly demanding respect.

Now that was more like it.

Parker tilted his head, inspecting it. It felt… familiar, like something his. And yet, his memory? Blank. The system said it was part of Regalia—which, cool, sounded important—but he had exactly zero recollection of what the hell Regalia even was.

Then, his screen flickered, and the ring’s abilities popped up.

[Ability 1: Sovereign’s Grip

Grants Master, absolute control over anything he touches.

Living Beings: With a single touch, Master can turn someone into a temporary clone that follows his orders. Stronger targets are harder to maintain. Duration depends on their power.

Objects & Weapons: Any weapon Master grabs moves at his will. Sentient weapons—their spirits obey him. If a weapon already has a master their connection gets cut off—temporarily, at least.

[Ability 2: Another Lie…]