[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all":3,"chapter-reborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all-reborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all-chapter-184":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reborn with Infinity Skill Points, I Enslaved All Universes",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1414686,1871,"Chapter 184 -184-The Extermination of the Artists","reborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all-chapter-184",184,"\u003Cp>Winterhold Castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daniel’s true body wandered leisurely through the castle, his senses quietly extending outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a gentle sweep of his perception, he could clearly feel that over 99% of the population within the entire castle were now his devout believers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the remaining 1%, they were currently rushing with all their strength toward the Infinite Divine Temple, eager to convert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the old city and the newly constructed districts were undergoing rapid expansion, but even so, the pace could not keep up with the sheer influx of people migrating here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most immediate sign of this overpopulation was the skyrocketing price of real estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Properties that had once cost a mere one million gold coins per unit had now soared to a staggering ten billion gold coins each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even at that outrageous price, houses were still in short supply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buyers were scrambling, often offering even higher bids to secure a property.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 1,000-fold increase in price gave everyone the uncanny feeling that this might just be the beginning of an even greater surge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Daniel received this piece of news, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never would’ve imagined that in this fantasy world, a magical version of a real estate bubble would emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this world was vast—absurdly vast—and the human population had not even begun to approach its saturation point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically, land and housing here should’ve been dirt cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the real estate market in Winterhold Castle had ballooned so rapidly, it gave Daniel an odd sense of familiarity—as if he’d returned to the world he once knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Winterhold Castle had now grown into an international metropolis of sorts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking its streets, one would encounter not only humans, but also a plethora of other races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beings from all corners of the world had flocked here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Daniel found most surprising, however, was how some religious sects had even voluntarily abandoned their original deities, converting en masse to the Infinite Divine Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in their eagerness, many priests hadn’t even bothered changing out of their former ceremonial robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They still wore the sacred vestments of other gods while kneeling in the Infinite Divine Temple, praying fervently to a new divine authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daniel couldn’t help but shake his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seriously, are you guys doing abstract art now?\" he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found their actions utterly absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people were treating their former faiths like disposable clothes—not even worth properly discarding before switching loyalties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was utterly disrespectful to the gods they once served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, the existing gods didn’t seem to care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they did, Daniel knew he would’ve landed himself in unimaginable trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his current stage, he still lacked the power to openly challenge any of the gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he wasn’t stupid enough to try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His path was clear: continue developing, grow stronger, and avoid unnecessary confrontations with deities. That was his survival strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That said, Daniel did urgently need believers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if the gods weren’t going to intervene or mind, he certainly had no issue accepting the worship of these wayward converts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the City of Artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast coalition of allied races had already set foot on this cursed land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And leading the vanguard of this united force were none other than the surviving gnomes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You damned bastards! Taste the fury of our gnomish steam bombs!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An armada of floating airships blocked out the sun, hovering ominously above the City of Artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky rumbled with the hum of machinery and vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bomb them to hell!\" came the furious order from Pixis, the last elder of the gnome race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his command, a barrage of explosives rained down upon the sleeping Artists. Though the bombs lacked the devastating power of a Primordial Core Weapon, the sheer saturation of the attack was enough to reduce the Artist stronghold to a pile of burning, bloody wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These bombs had been the gnome race’s last reserve—treasured weapons preserved through centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they were all unleashed in a single, vengeful act of retribution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching as the Artist bodies were shredded into pieces before his eyes, Elder Pixis wept openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My kin... I have finally avenged you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, when Pixis first heard the news that Daniel had discovered the City of Artists and wiped out their elite forces, he had felt an immense sense of gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without Daniel’s intervention, the gnomes would’ve never had the chance to retaliate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their ancient grudge might have remained forever unresolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pixis’s wish was simple: to send every last Artist straight to hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living under the domain of the humans, he was among the first to receive word of the Human Emperor’s official decree—to annihilate the remnants of the Artist cult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all the motivation Pixis needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He approached the Emperor and personally requested to be included in the assault on the City of Artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This mission was his chance, his long-awaited opportunity to repay a debt of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was grateful—deeply grateful—to Daniel for allowing him this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Pixis could only do one thing: kill as many Artists as he could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each life he took was an offering to the memory of his people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manning the airships were the last remaining gnome survivors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing that vengeance was within reach, they had rallied with everything they had, arriving at the battlefield with unprecedented urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pixis, once the second-highest authority in his race, knew all too well that the gnomes were no longer the powerful civilization they once were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they hoped to survive the coming millennial apocalypse, they would need to depend on the humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the bombs continued to fall, the few remaining Artists were completely annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, the Human Emperor received word that even the deepest, most well-hidden Artist sanctuaries had been rooted out and destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no survivors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the many races, the Artists represented one of the gravest threats to the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, their extermination had to be absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No seed of this evil could be allowed to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cooperative spirit in this campaign was unlike anything seen in recent memory. Powerhouses from every race had participated, each lending strength to the cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None dared leave even a single Artist alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gnomes had learned this lesson the hard way—and the rest of the world was determined not to repeat their mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting aside the communicator, the Human Emperor departed for the library of Winterhold Castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the greatest minds of the Royal Society were gathered there, combing through ancient texts and conducting divinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s objective was clear: he needed a Seer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After conducting another round of 100 divinations, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The results were unanimous—The Artists had been completely eradicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, even with such assurances, a shadow of doubt lingered in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled that during the last campaign against the Artists, the same conclusion had been drawn through divination—only for hidden remnants to resurface later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would history repeat itself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was time to speak with Daniel again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by Daniel’s attitude, the extermination of the Artists seemed all but certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless there were extraordinary circumstances, the threat had been neutralized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the Human Emperor preferred to err on the side of caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided he would speak with Daniel soon to confirm the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But another concern was beginning to fester in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daniel was no longer merely a regional warlord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held noble titles among many different races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Human Emperor suspected that Daniel might be growing increasingly dissatisfied with his current role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, with the rise of the Infinite Divine Temple, Daniel’s influence had soared to unimaginable heights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could now rally all races with a single command, while the Human Emperor was still confined to managing the affairs of his own people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even he had to admit—Daniel’s sway had already far surpassed his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as this uneasy thought surfaced, the Emperor’s communicator buzzed with an incoming message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked it up and read it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause, he couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never would’ve imagined... that Pixis, the gnome elder who had once been proud and aloof, would now appear so obedient and well-behaved.\u003C\u002Fp>",1376,"2026-06-06T00:12:00.792Z",1,"novelbin.me","dee9cadb212a9957e3b718d3174b2346b97bfb1d09bff922121f222e743829ae","reborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all-chapter-185","reborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all-chapter-183",650,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-with-infinity-skill-points-i-enslaved-all-cover.jpg"]