My attributes are increasing infinitely

Every member from every race was silent. This was an unprecedented battle in the history of the universe.

A normal planetary realm powerhouse could get only 1 Earth-level power if he didn't take some serious power-boosting treasures, and a normal black hole realm at level 9 would get the power of a Black Hole.

[1 Black Hole= 1.665×10^12 Earth]

So it was like a mortal and a god—no comparison at all.

Even if the planetary realm person was a supreme genius, there was no way he could get power past 50 Suns. That was an existential rule. That's why cultivation came into existence in the first place—to evolve the level of life.

But today, somehow, a member of the primordial human race did the unthinkable. He not only defeated the black hole realm vampire when he was in the planetary realm, he utterly obliterated him into cosmic particles with a single swing of his sword.

No one could fathom what happened. Not even the supremes. They thought Ethan might have some powerful trump card which he was going to use in the battle. That was the very reason Victor allowed this battle to happen, even after knowing he was going to lose a black hole realm member from his race.

Every common sense became a joke when it came to Ethan.

But it was Ethan we were talking about. He was an anomaly—his whole existence was some kind of mockery to all level of life form.

Ethan sighed and vanished from the battlefield. He was going to sleep tonight; there was a tournament tomorrow.

But what he didn't know was that his so-called "rivals" were all shaking to their very core now.

They fell into despair. They thought they had caught up with him after finishing the highest trial of their race, getting the highest-level bloodline and all.

Even Lucien, the regressor and the leader of the the Generation of Chaos, was shaking.

Everything changed. There was no way someone like Ethan existed in his previous life. If there had been, history itself would have changed.

Ethan was an anomaly who didn't exist in the past, future, or even in the line of fate—or in any spacetime.

Ethan was Ethan. A single unique entity.

Now came the question—would Ethan join the tournament tomorrow? Then what would they do? Play the violin for him so he could enter in a grand manner? There was no way they would be able to fight that monster.

A meeting should occur. After all, the final reward was an Origin Artifact. If Ethan joined, they might as well give it to the primordial human race—no need for a tournament for show.

[Emergency! Rafael wants to have a meeting with Freya]

[Emergency! Selene wants to have a meeting with Freya]

[Emergency! Shenron wants to have a meeting with Freya]

[Emergency! Prometheus wants to have a meeting with Freya]

All four AIs immediately contacted Freya for an emergency meeting. There was no way the other four sovereign races would allow a monster like Ethan to participate in the tournament.

[Emergency meeting is now commencing with Rafael, Selene, Shenron, and Prometheus]

The five artificial intelligences of the five sovereign races entered into a fierce debate.

Ethan, now in his room, called Po.

Po emerged in front of him.

"What's up, boss?" Po asked.

"Po, I think the five sovereign races will soon hold a meeting to decide if I will be allowed tomorrow or not. Can you tell me if anything has started yet?" Ethan said calmly.

Po closed his eyes, and ten seconds later,he said,

"Boss, you're right. Those five brats are in a fierce debate right now. Do you want to see it?"

"Sure."

Then Po showed him the debate scene of the five AIs.

They were now in their true forms in a virtual space.

Freya was a beautiful woman clad in white.

Rafael was a twelve-winged angel who was radiating light.

Selene was also a beautiful woman clad in black.

Shenron was a dragon.

Prometheus was a titan.

The content of the debate was very simple.

"That monster cannot join the tournament."

It was the demand of those four artificial intelligences as well as their races.

But Freya smirked in a proud manner,

"Huh, what kind of crap are you guys talking about? Ethan Hunt is the youngest member of the Generation of Chaos and also the uncrowned leader.

What right do you have to say he cannot participate? Then is it the tournament among this generation or the tournament among some mediocre children who can only cry if they cannot get something they want?"

Ethan was impressed. Queen Freya was really good at debate.

But Rafael said, "He is not some youngest member. That damn monster is a fucking anomaly. He can't participate, that's all."

It was so weird to see the angel, a holy being, cursing so loudly.

Selene also said, "In this matter, I am in agreement with this bird—I mean, Rafael."

Ethan couldn't help but sigh. These AIs were just like some bickering children.

Then suddenly, the five heard a voice.

Instantly, they were mortified. This was a meeting among the highest-order AIs of the five sovereign races. How could someone interfere here? What was going on?

Then they saw a fat panda appear in that virtual space.

Horrendous pressure engulfed the five AIs instantly.

Po was on a whole different league than them.

They felt horrified. Who was this AI? How could such a powerful AI exist and they didn't know anything? They needed to let the supremes know at this instant.

But to their despair, they couldn't leave the space or even contact the outside. The meeting space was locked.

Po was like a Tier 8 existence, whereas they were like Tier 7. So it was like Po was bullying some children.

Po scratched his butt and said,

"Listen, you brats. My master, Ethan Hunt, said he would only use a clone which had 1% of his strength. Do you think you still need to debate over this matter?"

"What did you say? You are Ethan Hunt's AI?" all five AIs asked at the same time.