Infinite Survival: My 10,000x Return System

The transition was violent, nauseating, and entirely physics-breaking. For three seconds, Arthur, Sylvia, and Morwenna existed in a void of pure rushing light.

Their bodies strained by the immense pressure of crossing dimensional boundaries.

Then, reality slammed back into place.

"THUD."

Arthur’s heavy boots hit solid ground. The sound was incredibly dense and echoed with a strange metallic finality.

The moment they materialized, a suffocating crushing weight immediately descended upon them. This was not the weak diluted gravity of the lower realms. This was the Apex Realm.

The ambient gravity here was one hundred times stronger than on the Mortal Domain. The very air was thick, viscous, and saturated with an overwhelming density of cosmic mana.

A normal human’s lungs would have instantly collapsed and their bones would turn to powder under the sheer atmospheric pressure.

Arthur did not even blink. His Dimensional Breaker Physique effortlessly absorbed the strain. It regulated his internal pressure and kept his posture perfectly straight.

Sylvia and Morwenna, however, gasped.

Sylvia’s knees buckled slightly. Her silver hair was plastered to her back by the sudden weight.

Morwenna hissed with her fangs bared as she fought to keep her head up. Her abyssal tattoos flared wildly to combat the oppressive environment.

Arthur tightened his grip on their waists. He instantly channeled a pulse of his 10,000x refined energy into their cores.

"Breathe," Arthur ordered. His voice was steady. "Let your cores adapt. You are not mortals anymore."

Supported by his immense stabilizing energy, the Arch-Mage and the Demon Empress slowly straightened up. They took deep ragged breaths and drew the hyper-dense Apex mana directly into their lungs.

As they breathed, the system in Arthur’s mind went absolutely insane.

[System Notification]

↳ Bound Target Sylvia Thorne is absorbing Apex-Tier Mana.

↳ Bound Target Morwenna is absorbing Apex-Tier Mana.

↳ 10,000x ROI Multiplier Activated!

↳ Host is passively receiving massive localized leveling energy.

Arthur felt a sudden euphoric rush of heat flood his veins. Just by standing there, just by letting his Queens breathe the air, his power was spiking at a terrifying rate.

[System Update]

↳ System Recalibration Complete.

↳ Welcome to the Prismatic Domain (Apex Realm).

↳ Notice: Mortal Limits have been permanently removed.

↳ New Feature Unlocked: The Divine Looter.

↳ Description: Host can now automatically convert the physical assets, divine weapons, and spatial rings of defeated Apex entities directly into System Points or usable resources.

Arthur smirked and dismissed the prompts. He finally let go of Sylvia and Morwenna and stepped forward to assess his new market.

They were standing on a vast perfectly flat plateau of polished iridescent crystal.

Above them, the sky was a breathtaking swirling masterpiece of violet and gold nebulae completely devoid of a central sun. The light simply emanated from the atmosphere itself.

It was undeniably beautiful. And it was highly hostile.

"I see the welcoming committee got here early," Arthur remarked. His voice echoed across the silent plateau.

Surrounding them in a massive perfectly disciplined circular formation were ten thousand heavily armed elite troops.

They wore interlocking plates of gleaming starlight-forged armor. Every single soldier held a humming high-tech magical halberd and their visors glowed with lethal targeting runes.

They were the Vanguard of the Blackwood Family. They were dispatched the moment the Patriarch had sensed the ascension anomaly.

They had expected a ragged exhausted mortal dragging himself through the gate and barely clinging to life after surviving the dimensional pressure. They had expected an easy execution.

Instead, they were staring at a towering broad-shouldered man in a pristine dark coat. He was flanked by two women whose auras were violently spiking with every breath they took.

At the forefront of the army hovered a heavily decorated Commander. His armor was trimmed with deep crimson. He sneered and pointed a glowing energy-infused blade directly at Arthur.

"Anomaly!" the Commander’s voice barked through a magical amplifier. "You have trespassed into the Prismatic Domain!"

"By order of Patriarch Blackwood, you are to be executed, and the two cauldrons will be seized for the harem! Surrender, or be reduced to ash!"

Sylvia’s glacial blue eyes narrowed and her hands clenched into fists. The temperature around her instantly plummeted and the iridescent crystal beneath her boots frosted over.

Morwenna let out a dark sultry laugh and stretched her arms above her head. Her joints popped and the abyssal energy rolled off her skin in thick suffocating waves.

"They want to seize us?" she purred while looking at Arthur. "I mean, they are terribly rude."

Arthur did not draw the Ebonheart Sword. He just slid his hands into his coat pockets and looked at the ten thousand elite soldiers.

He did not see an army. He saw ten thousand walking bags of System Points, divine weapons, and pure EXP waiting to be harvested.

"Look at all this EXP," Arthur murmured. A genuine terrifying smile graced his features.

He took a step back and gestured lazily toward the massive encroaching army.

"Sylvia. Morwenna," Arthur said with an entirely calm voice. "You both need to stretch your legs and test your new ceilings. You have five minutes. Leave the Commander for last."

"With pleasure," Sylvia whispered.

"Try to keep up, ice witch," Morwenna mocked. Her form instantly dissolved into a blur of living shadow.

"BOOM!"

The battle began with a catastrophic drop in temperature. Sylvia Thorne did not chant. She did not weave complex hand signs. She simply raised both of her hands as her silver hair whipped violently around her.

"Absolute Zero, Glacial Cascade," Sylvia commanded.

A wave of pure condensed Arch-Mage mana erupted from her palms. It was refined by Arthur’s feedback loop and amplified by the dense Apex atmosphere.

It was a tsunami of sheer unadulterated cold. The wave crashed into the front lines of the Blackwood army.

Three entire battalions were over three thousand heavily armored elite soldiers. They froze solid in a fraction of a microsecond.

Their magical shields did not even trigger. The starlight armor shattered from the extreme thermal shock and left thousands of frozen statues locked in poses of absolute terror.

Before the remaining troops could even process the slaughter, the shadows beneath their feet came alive.

Morwenna erupted from the ground right in the center of the right flank. Her pale skin was a stark contrast to the blinding gold of the Apex Realm.

She moved with chaotic brutal elegance. Her hands had elongated into massive razor-sharp abyssal claws.

"Squelch! Squelch! RIIIP!"

She tore through the elite soldiers like they were made of wet paper. Starlight armor was shredded and divine halberds were snapped in half. Golden blood sprayed across the crystal plateau.

Morwenna did not use spells. She used pure overwhelming physical violence fueled by the True Abyss.

She was a blender of dark matter and laughed maniacally as she ripped a high-tier captain entirely in half.

Arthur stood near the ascension point and remained completely untouched by the chaos. He watched his two Queens systematically dismantle a literal army of Gods.

The system notifications in his vision were moving so fast they were a blur of blue light.

[System Status]

↳ Bound Target Sylvia Thorne has eliminated 3,200 Apex Soldiers.

↳ Bound Target Morwenna has eliminated 1,400 Apex Soldiers.

↳ Divine Looter Activated. Auto-converting armor, weapons, and spatial rings...

↳ +450,000 System Points.

↳ +1,200,000 System Points.

↳ 10,000x ROI Multiplier Activated! Host is receiving massive combat insight and residual Apex Energy.

Arthur sighed contentedly. He felt his foundation stabilize and harden with every life his women extinguished.

The corporate ladder in this universe was steep, but with employees like this, the climb was going to be a breeze.