Chapter 397 [397] Sword Emperor[2]
"Alan Peccator has done it! He has reached the 29th floor in his first attempt at challenging the tower! Elijah Ardor closely follows behind on the 27th floor and Daniel is already on the 30th floor but he is in quite a dangerous situation!"
The audience roared, this was unexpected!
Who knew that the trials that took Humanity years to clear would be cleared so easily in just days?!
Who could have known?!
Daniel, Alan, and Elijah were the only partic.i.p.ants left in the tower and they were giving the audience quite a treat!
Everyone was completely amazed! The trials of Murim which most experienced awakened suffered were being cleared at a great speed! The sect masters which were entire mountains they had to clear were being sweeped away!
Alan, Elijah, and Daniel were overpowering them!
"The tower truly gives trials…not executions…"
Remarked Harrison, as he too gazed at the respective screens of Alan, Elijah, and Daniel. He was absolutely stunned.
He had expected such a performance from Daniel, who had experience with the tower but…this?
No.
Absolutely not. He had originally thought that Alan and Elijah would only get to the twentieth floor. Not in his wildest dreams did he think they would actually go even higher!
It wasn"t just him, All the bigshots were surprised.
"d.a.m.n…those two would have been a good investment, shame we missed it."
Daniel Parker, Guildmaster of the t.i.tan guild sighed, he smoked a cigar and said,
"Well, can"t be helped now."
His reaction was the complete opposite to Logan"s who was freaking out.
"You missed them?! Are you all f.u.c.king blind?! WHAT DO I PAY YOU FOR?!"
He was going ballistic, the thought of having such talents escape from him was driving him crazy. He did think Alan Peccator was talented but to this level?! NO!
Even Ezra was unable to go this far in the tower when he challenged it! Although that was long ago…and Ezra had no interest in it now…
To Logan, it was a shame. A disgrace.
Behemoth was losing to Twilight!
"Hooo…"
Thankfully, he was still the man who led the 2nd greatest guild, so he was able to calm himself down quickly.
He sat down in his chair and stopped rampaging around. He looked at the trials and muttered.
"Elijah Ardor… you are peculiar."
He said.
Elijah was the oddball here. Alan and Daniel…maybe they were expected but who was this guy?
He needed to do more research on him…His mood was already as bad as it could get when Henry failed at clearing the 20th floor…but this lifted it up.
It made him curious.
He dismissed everyone from the Behemoth guild room and observed the trials silently.
He would research everything about them, and figure out their weaknesses
He had too, so Behemoth did not fall behind. This was what he had always done so he could keep t.i.tan in line…
Richard, on the other hand, had quite a pessimistic look on his face, While the other guild members were celebrating, he was deep in thought.
"What if Alan dies during this?"
That was a very real possibility. Considering how Alan was…he would care not for himself and charge forward, the only thing in his mind would be the Elven tear for Samantha.
"..."
Truly…it was troublesome being a guild leader. He had to worry about things like this.
"Sigh…"
He let out a tired sigh. The sigh caught the attention of everyone in the room and the room was suddenly silent. Richard noticed this and felt bad.
"Don"t mind me and con-"
A sudden "beep!" from his watch interrupted his sentence, His eyes widened when he checked it,
"...So it"s time."
He stood up, a look of urgency on his face.
"Don"t mind me and continue, I have some business to attend to."
With that, he left the room. Both the daughter and father were away. Alice had stayed cooped up in her new alchemy lab and now Richard had some "business" to attend to.
"Greetings Guildmaster."
Maxwell greeted Richard the moment he stepped outside the Guild room of Twilight. Richard looked at him with an apprehensive gaze.
He sighed and said.
"Let"s go to my office."
"Yes sir."
Maxwell followed Richard, carrying a stack of papers.
"Finally…im one step closer."
Thought Maxwell.
He was getting closer and closer to his revenge.
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[You have entered the 29th floor, Trial of the Sword Emperor.]
[Shadow Infection rate: 62%.]
"..."
Alan"s face contorted when the notification about the Shadow infection popped up. Whenever it would appear pain would come along with it.
"d.a.m.n it…"
He wanted to curse…but what use would it be? The accursed tower won"t take it away just because its "feelings" were hurt.
"Where am I..?"
He asked himself, when he was transported here, his face was facing the ground.
All Alan could see was a pristine white marble, devoid of any imperfections. It was carved so beautifully in the form of the symbol of Taijitu. Alan stood up and looked at the surroundings.
"..!"
A sea of clouds, A beautiful sea of white clouds filled his view. Clouds that were free from the shadow, A world…that was beautiful.
The original Murim.
Alan was standing on a platform, A Platform carved from marble like the stairs that lead to it and away from it. It was like a checkpoint.
A checkpoint for those tired from climbing the stairs that lead to the Heavens themselves.
"Where does it lead to..?"
Alan wondered as he looked behind him. His jaw almost fell to the floor.
A lush mountain higher than even the sea of clouds, a mountain free from the infection of shadow. Numerous buildings of ancient Chinese architecture filled it, but everything was in harmony with one another so that the beauty of the mountain was not corrupted.
Alan continued looking at the mountain…but before he could even take in its spectacular beauty.
He felt a dangerous Aura behind him, climbing up the stairs. He turned around, the Ame-No-Sakahoko in his hand.
"..!"