The challenger entered the hundredth floor, only to be t with a massive Black Dragon. More accurately, the guardian was the Heavenrender life form, Black Dragon King Alpheus.
Alpheus had always been talented and had since beco the king of Black Dragons with the aid of high-quality materials. It had grown ten tis larger after becoming the Black Dragon King and had the energy reserves to match. All of its skills had also been amplified.
It had been sleeping when the challenger entered the floor. Sensing the intruder, it opened one eye to peer at the tiny figure.
“You, minuscule life form, tell your na,” Alpheus rumbled, projecting the haughtiness of a king.
The life form ignored it. Swinging his sword, he lunged forward.
Alpheus sent out a wave of darkness with just a single claw, sending the challenger ten steps backward.
“Minuscule life form, you’re too weak to take on. Go back and train,” Alpheus mocked.
The life form couldn’t believe that a single attack had forced him back. Though slightly shaken, he kept his composure, channeling all his energy into his blood-red sword.
The sword grew to three ters long, and blood-red eyes appeared on the blade. The eyes darted around as if searching for prey.
“Cut!” the life form cried, attacking once more.
Alpheus took this strike more seriously. It raised its claws, grabbed the blade, and snapped it.
The life form was left in stunned disbelief. He was also a Heavenrender life form. How could Alpheus defeat him with such ease?
Alpheus chuckled. “I take back what I said. You’re no minuscule life form; you’re slightly stronger than that. But you still don’t have the right to challenge yet.”
In truth, Alpheus wanted nothing more than to eat the life form, but Han Wu barred it from doing so. This life form was the first to reach the hundredth floor. If Alpheus killed him, no one would want to challenge the Death Tower anymore.
Han Wu had to ensure that there would always be challengers for the tower. Through the strands of faith, he warned Alpheus to suppress its appetite and not eat the living advertisent.
Alpheus was usually disobedient to others, but Han Wu was the one person it would obey. That was the reason it was persuading the life form to give up, for it couldn’t guarantee his survival if they were to really fight.
However, the life form didn’t take its suggestion to heart and continued to stab the broken blade into Alpheus’s scales. Unfortunately, the blade had been useless while whole, let alone snapped, and it couldn’t even crack the scales to pierce Alpheus.
Not wanting to unwittingly disobey Han Wu, Alpheus decided to go back to sleep. Before it did, it tried to dissuade the life form once more, “I’m heading back to bed. You can continue, just wake up if you manage to crack one of my scales.”
These disrespectful words left the life form discouraged. They were both Heavenrender life forms, so why was the gap between them so big?
The life form dropped his sword and kneeled despondently on the ground, fighting spirit completely gone. Noticing this, Alpheus tried to cheer him up.
“Hey, you’re weak, but there’s still hope,” Alpheus said. “With your strength, you could probably reach my level in 200 years.”
The life form fell into a deeper depression and chose to leave the tower without a word. The Death Tower was calculating his reward when the life form suggested a different prize. He was willing to forfeit his reward to et the creator of the Death Tower.
Han Wu imdiately stopped the reward calculation. He was more than willing to et this life form. After all, the Death Tower was still newly established. While it was already earning money, the budget for it was still tight, so every little chance to save helped.
Thus, the life form was escorted to et Han Wu. The life form was shocked to find that the creator of the Death Tower was a young man. If the fight with Alpheus had left him dejected, this eting left him feeling thoroughly miserable. Why did he choose to et the creator rather than claim his reward?
“Are you alright?” Han Wu asked, noticing the life form’s gloomy mood.
The life form quickly composed himself. “I’m alright. My na is Leng Te. Happy to et you, creator of the Death Tower.”
“I’m even happier to et you.” Han Wu chuckled, cheerful that he didn’t need to give out the reward.
After that brief exchange, the pair fell quiet, and the situation turned awkward. Three entire minutes passed in painful silence.
Leng Te didn’t know what to ask, and Han Wu had his reputation as a Major God to maintain, preventing him from showing his interest in Leng Te. In the end, Leng Te broke the silence first.
He asked many questions about Alpheus. Han Wu answered so but ignored the rest, instead suggesting that Leng Te ask those questions to Alpheus himself.
Unfortunately, Leng Te had already used his entry ticket. If he wanted to enter the Death Tower again, he would have to buy another. Leng Te checked the ticket machine to see the number of challengers in front of him.
There were 126,000 challengers in line!
Leng Te doubted he could ever et Alpheus again in his lifeti.
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