The transition into Floor 24 was abrupt and violent. Vahn Ryker stepped over the shattered corpse of a Level 35 Abyssal Minotaur, his boots splashing into a shallow pool of dark water. He flicked his wrist, the pitch-black blade of his Soul-Bound dagger shedding a thick layer of glowing blood.
The environment of the high twenties was a sprawling subterranean labyrinth of ruined aqueducts and crumbling stone pillars. The air was thick with humidity and the metallic tang of dried blood. Without his Verdant Chronos-Sight to map the layout, Vahn had been forced to navigate the maze using raw spatial awareness.
He was breathing heavily now. His chest heaved and sweat matted his dark hair to his forehead. The Tower of Combat was living up to its brutal reputation. The monsters here weren't just highly leveled, they were incredibly dense. They possessed armor ratings and health pools designed to absorb massive amounts of punishment.
[System Remark]
↳ Floor 24 Cleared.
↳ Level Up!
