Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Chapter 150 Archer & Cursed Champion

As Parker stepped out of the music hall, a faint smile tugged at his lips. He wasn't even sure why—maybe it was the way Atalanta had been so damn forward without being annoying. For once, someone had approached him without any fake politeness or ulterior motives he couldn't pick apart. Not that he didn't have a motive.

Oh, he did. Everyone always did.

"System," he muttered under his breath, his voice low enough to stay under the hum of students in the hallway. "Pull up her status again. Compress all the physical stats into one number—I don't have all day to sort through shit."

The familiar soft chime echoed in his mind as the system responded, projecting the info directly into his vision.@@@@

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[Name]: Atalanta (Olympian Champion!)

[Age]: 18 (???)

[Race]: Human

[Power Level]: Ascended—Archer Princess

[Title]: Archer Princess, Favored Warrior of Artemis and Kynthia!

[Superpowers]: Telekinesis, Stealth, Weapon Time and Spatial Manipulation, Teether Of Nature and Freedom.

[All Physical Stats]: 500

[IQ]: 170

[Charm]: 8/10

[Corruption/Purity]: 89% Heroine, 11% Antihero!

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"Damn," Parker muttered, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he slowed his pace, he hadn't been able to run through her status previously but now that he could, he realized, "Same level as that demon I ran into at The Empire Room. Except she's got higher stats—guess that's Olympian's Archer Princess for you. System, break down the Time and Spatial Manipulation thing. She can control just her weapons, right?"

[Affirmative, Host. Champion Atalanta can only manipulate the spatial and temporal flow of her arrows.]

"Figures," he said, nodding slightly. That explained the "Ascended Archer Princess" thing. He could already imagine her pulling off tricks like Homing Arrows, Dimensional Arrows, or some other next-level shit. Honestly, her power set wasn't what surprised him. It was the fact that she'd been so chill. Warm, even. The type of person who didn't feel the need to be loud or flashy to grab attention.

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This woman...

Parker's steps slowed, his lips twisting into a grimace as the realization hit him. He wasn't just dealing with some random Olympian Champion here. No, this was Cassandra. As in, the Cassandra. Troy's cursed princess, legendary for her tragic gift of knowing the truth while the entire world called her a liar.

—a walking contradiction with a grudge big enough to flatten a small country.

And now, apparently, she was back—with all her memories intact. This was going to be interesting. He hoped gods were ready.

A sharp ding snapped him out of his thoughts.

[Ding! The host cannot be affected by Truth Curse.]

"Wait, what?" Parker blinked. "Explain that, System. What the hell does the Truth Curse even do—is?"

[Truth Curse: Always knowing and speaking the truth, even when no one believes it. This curse binds Cassandra to absolute honesty, but its effects do not apply to the host.]

Parker let out a low whistle, shaking his head as he absorbed the information. "So, she's basically stuck blurting out the truth, and no one buys it? That's so messed up like back then. But also... kinda OP in its own way—my way!"

His system chimed again.

[Ding! Mission generated: Acquire the Seer cursed by God Apollo.

Reward: Combat Foresight.]

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"Yeah, no shit, System," Parker muttered, a dry chuckle slipping out. "Like I'm gonna let someone that valuable slip through my fingers. She's practically a walking cheat code."

He paused in the middle of the empty hallway, glancing around to make sure no one was listening. His thoughts spiraled. The Olympian Champions weren't just random humans with powers—they were reincarnated gods, demigods, or legendary figures. Like Cassandra.

But it made him wonder. "System, about Chione... she was a goddess—like one of the main Olympian goddesses, right? If the gods are sending down champions, why would someone like her be reborn instead of sitting up in Olympus like other fellow gods, watching all this chaos unfold?"

[Host, Chione is not the only goddess acting as a champion. Many gods and goddesses have been reborn into this era in the mortal realm. But I don't know the reason host!]

"That's... concerning," Parker muttered. "Where the hell is all this leading?"