I nearly choked on my own breath. One million? One million blessing points per point? With five points, that would be five million.
A fortune. A king's ransom. It was more than enough to cut the divine tethers of every soldier in my sixty-five thousand-strong force and still leave me with enough change to buy a small moon.
But the moment the joy hit me, the System's cold, robotic voice interjected.
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"F—k! No! How can this happen to me?!!" I screamed at the sky. My generals jumped at my sudden outburst, their celebrations coming to a screeching halt. I didn't care. I was staring at the heavens with pure fury.
"This is blatant theft! I worked my tail off to earn those Favour Points! You can't just treat them like dog sh—t! They are the rarest currency in existence!"
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