<h4>Chapter 69: Bestowing and Powerlessness</h4>


    Chapter 69: Bestowing and Powerlessness


    n couldn''tprehend why he had to perform such actions here.


    He has fought with his "self" many times.


    At least twenty times already!


    Every time, he was unable to solve "himself" within the stipted time, until now, n finally realized something very clearly.


    Ah, it turns out my power is so annoying! I can only survive by being so weak!


    His survival ability is too strong but the killing end is too weak, so it is truly a great challenge for n to try to kill "himself" in just two short minutes.


    During this battle, n gradually realized the ws in his role as a supernormal being.


    Perhaps, we really should thank the owner of the Babel Tower for this.


    If this were not a simted trial, but the real world, he wouldn''t have so many chances to start over.


    Another failure!


    [Within the prescribed time frame, you must ovee your own projection. After each failure, the projection will reset.]


    "I must be stronger, of course this is not something that can be aplished overnight, but at the very least I must try harder."


    He saw the office door being opened once again and the cycle starting anew.


    His "self" walked back inside.


    n smiled as more and more red balloons appeared around him.


    More and more red balloons.


    "Since this is Imaginary Space, not the real world, then I won''t die either, right?"


    He continued to make more and more red balloons, his expression unwavering.


    "Bang!"


    The balloons have burst.


    [Congrattions, "Mysterious Magic," you have surpassed your limitations.]


    ——


    "Ah, finally out!"


    n was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. To his surprise, he realized that he was seated in his original ce surrounded by familiar colleagues.


    The situation just now…


    Was it all just imagined? It seemed as though nothing had ever happened.


    He had a feeling akin to a long-past memory, and soon realized that Lin Bian in the distance had turned towards him.


    "What''s wrong with you? Why do you look so flustered?"


    Lin Bian is simply too sensitive!


    He easily noticed that something was wrong with n, nothing in the office seemed to escape his eyes… except for the Mystical Power of the godly Babel Tower.


    n smiled reluctantly, covered his stomach while sweating and said, "No, it''s nothing. I just have a bit of upset stomach. Sorry, I''ll take a step ahead."


    "Considering your physical constitution, is it still possible that you may suffer from indigestion?" Lin Bian inquired with a raised eyebrow.


    n nodded repeatedly and anxiously said, "Well, after all, my body is still within the range of normal human beings, although it has be stronger… This morning, I ate Whataburger, insane spicy crayfish, and super spicy hotpot…"


    He eximed "ouch", stopped exining, quickly left the office, and ran to the bathroom.


    n was in the bathroom, lost in thought, his expression turning somber.


    Nevertheless, he didn''t want Lin Bian to know the truth. If this man found out that he himself had be part of the Babel Tower, he would probably understand that he was being coerced by the Babel Tower.


    But Lin Bian will definitely feel very ufortable.


    Once again, he failed to protect the important people around him.


    n no longer wanted the man to feel sadness and despair again.


    At that moment, a dense ck mist surged from all sides, causing n to immediately feel an uneasy shock.


    "Is it the dark mist of the Babel Tower?"


    He subconsciously wanted to use magic to escape, but found himself unable to move once again,pletely immobilized.


    Damn it!


    [This is the reward given to you.]


    n watched in horror as his arm extended automatically forward. Soon, a sharp and piercing pain reverberated throughout his body, signaling that the Blood of Darkness had been forcefully injected into him.


    So painful!


    What is this thing after all… the power to heal the body? Why do I know this information?


    The reward from the Babel Tower?


    The amount of information was overwhelming, and he was a bit slow to react. He only knew that Babel Tower had no malicious intent towards him, which put him slightly more at ease, but he was still in a state of incredible shock.


    Not yet finished, the next moment, arge amount of information appeared in his mind in an orderly arrangement, revealing some secrets of the universe. n felt dizzy and unable to absorb it all.


    "Substitute Puppet Technique… what a powerful magic spell."


    Why would this level of knowledge be stuffed into my mind?


    Finally, n''s hands began to grow warm, and a pile of golden, sun-shaped patterns slowly formed.


    What exactly is this thing? Why is its strength so powerful?


    The Sun Anthem?


    Confronted with the gradually appearing golden patterns on his hands, n was greatly shaken, for the aura emanating was overwhelmingly surging and remarkably simr to that of the white obelisk!


    Could it be the power of an ancient god?


    Pain came over him once again, and he was already drenched in sweat from head to toe, as if he had been soaked through.


    "Ah!"


    The continuous and excruciating pain almost made n faint, but ultimately, with a resolute perseverance, he persevered and gritted his teeth.


    n could sense himself bing more and more powerful!


    In just a few short seconds, it was as if a transformation had taken ce, and he had bepletely different from himself just moments ago!


    "The Savior of the Babel Tower, huh, hahaha, is this the means by which you''re trying to win me over?"


    n''s face was full of sweat, gasping incessantly, but his eyes held a meaning of contemptuousughter.


    How could one''s loyalty to the Demon Hunt Agency and to the people of Tatsumi City be swayed by mere temptation to be stronger?


    Lin Bian, Mr. Trap, Bai Yan… I could not possibly betray them and pledge my allegiance to some inexplicable Babel Tower!


    "Don''t try to control me anymore!" n almost roared, punching the wall of the bathroom.


    After a long time, he emerged from the bathroom with a strangely calm expression.


    On that day, n took a day off in advance and returned to his own home.


    At nightfall.


    He arrived at the deserted rooftop and lifted his arms to both sides.


    The resplendent and dazzling sunlight burst forth in an instant, leaving nothing but a golden radiance in its surroundings, eradicating all evil and impurities!


    The Sun Anthem!


    The terrifying energy shockwave swept over the rooftop, yet it didn''t result in any substantial damage.


    This is a powerful attack aimed at the soul level, almost ineffective against non-living beings, only equivalent to a warm current.


    n stared at the golden patterns on his hands and eximed in disbelief to himself:


    "The power of this force is indeed strong, equivalent to the impact of ten Explosive Balloons exploding at close range on a living organism… If the target is evil or filthy, the lethality will increase by several times."


    Preparing ten Explosive Balloons takes time, but "The Sun Anthem" only requires one movement.


    The most crucial point is that this power surprisingly belongs to an ancient god!


    Although it was just an extremely weak divine power, it made n''s heart unsettled. In fact, only the legendary "chosen ones" in Noah''s history possessed power from the gods!


    The most widely renowned chosen one in the entire world happens to be the "Divine Executor" of this current Savior of Dark Light.


    People fearfully refer to him as the "Incarnation of Dark Light". He stands alone at rank "Zero" in the hierarchical state of the Euro League, and is in fact, the highest ruler in the secr world of the Euro League.


    "I''m clearly not the chosen one… why do I possess the power of the ancient gods?"


    The secrets of the Babel Tower are numerous, and its mystical wonders are endless. n gazes at his hands, overwhelmed by a tremendous sense of unreality and helplessness.


    It seems as if the owner of the Babel Tower is using the universe as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces, and no matter how much they struggle, they are nothing more than helpless ants trapped in a game.


    "What should I do in the end?"


    Perplexed, confused, frightened… Even though his power grew stronger, or rather, precisely because his power had suddenly increased, n felt even more powerless before the mysterious existence of Babel Tower.


    The idea of wanting Demon Hunt Agency and Babel Tower to coborate is perhaps too arrogant.


    Both parties are not at the same level.


    .


    In the following days, he never slept well, his eating and sleeping were disturbed, and he was in a very poor state.


    n underwent a new Training Simtion after two days, and this time his "projection" was even more formidable than before.


    After fighting desperately again, n became more and more confused and realized acutely that no matter how hard he struggled, he had be a "prey" in the hands of Babel Tower.


    He couldn''t eveny eyes on the "Savior" at all!


    How he thinks of himself is actuallypletely unimportant!


    "Damn it!"


    Just as n was suffering from hisck of strength, a very familiar and cold voice suddenly echoed in his mind.


    [Mysterious Magic, you will soon be summoned.]


    What?


    n was stunned for quite a while, realizing… the mysterious Savior actually wanted to see him!


    "The Savior?"


    The dense ck mist had already rushed up, n had not even had time to react, and everything in front of him disintegrated and copsed.


    When n fully regained consciousness, he realized that he was no longer in Tatsumi City.


    He has arrived at a magnificent ce!


    A gentle breeze blew around him, n opened his eyes and was met with a circr temple standing tall amidst the clouds. Towering ancient Roman columns stretched up into the sky on all sides. In front of him, there was a grand and noble white staircase, leading up to a pure white throne crafted of marble.


    "That person is…" n''s pupils contracted.


    The mysterious figure sitting on the throne was dressed in a ck robe, exuding an extremely eerie and enigmatic aura, emanating a strong oppressive atmosphere that even made n struggle to catch his breath.


    Behind the mysterious person is a golden sun that upies half the sky!


    In the dense ck mist not far away, two women wearing white masks resembling a dog and a cat respectively appeared, one tall and one short. There is no doubt that they are members of Babel Tower, who have appeared in the video!


    "Nightsaber" approached slowly, cing a hand on her chest and respectfully stating, "The owner of the Babel Tower, I, Nightsaber, havee in response to your summons."


    "Psychic Dancer" nced at n in silence.


    n, facing the golden sun, was uncertain and swallowed hard. He gazed, slightly trembling, at the mysterious figure seated on the pure white throne.


    "He is…"


    The Savior of the Babel Tower?