True Void nearly fainted when they appeared in the Tower''s ''special ce.'' When he first entered this ce, he was only a new magic weapon and had no spirit but the memory of the battles he went through with his master was engraved within his body. It was because of this ce that his master had done a number of adjustments and upgrades on him, and eventually bore a spirit.


    After hearing the ovepping voices exin that each tform had a master, this made True Void reminisce of the time he had been there.


    There were no masters on each tform the first time True Void came here. This meant there was no one to enforce any rules making each tform free for all to anyone who entered.


    However, it was for this reason that this special ce had been a nightmare to True Void.


    Back then, there were more participants inside the tower, and getting a tinum key was not easy, but eventually, participants grew stronger with every training they passed. When they started to acquire SSS-result, the tinum key became avable and more participants got to know about this special ce.


    When True Void and his master entered the special ce, there were already a number of participants who possessed a tinum key. Most had used the key at the same time, which made the whole special room lively. But when they began going up the tform, with no rules on each, it automatically became a battle royale among all the participants.


    It was very brutal and cruel.


    The previous Void Master had always been a timid person, especially with the type of environment he grew up in, but because of this ce, he developed a cold and ruthless side.


    Thinking of this, True Void was worried. He looked at Kyran who was still looking at the hovering tforms. With a sigh, he also looked at the tforms and felt a weight pressing down on him.


    "What happens when a tform master dies?" Kyran asked the ovepping voices.


    Without a pause, the ovepping voices answered at once, "When a participant bested a master, the winner would only move up a tform. But if the master died, the winner had a choice to only moved up a tform, or be the new master. If the winner agreed to be a new master, the winner would have to leave his essence behind before moving up.


    ''Leave an essence?'' Kyran repeated in his head with raised brows.


    If he had not met the Sovereign of Ruin, he would not be able to understand what an essence meant.


    "There is an advantage of being a tform master," the ovepping voices continued with their exnation.


    "After leaving the Tower, their essence would remain inside the special ce, making it possible for them to return without needing another tinum key at any time. Aside from that, all the items they won during their rule would be transferred to their original essence from a special storage item that the Tower would issue to all tform masters. However, if their essence was killed then the storage item would be destroyed and they would not be able to return to the special ce unless they continue with their training and acquire a new tinum key."


    Kyran suddenly felt an iing headache. The advantage of bing a tform master was tempting, but he knew it was not that easy. At the moment, it appeared there were barely new participants going inside the tower. If that was the case, then who would challenge him and ''win'' items when he did be a master?


    More importantly, the current masters might also be thinking the same thing, thus, they would be more cautious and calcting when a new participant arrived on their tform. They would definitely set a favorable rule for them.


    There was also the matter about the ''item'' that one could win. Kyran knew that the item was not provided by the tower but by themselves. It was like a battle and gambling arena.


    You wager something before the battle, and in the end, you either win or lose everything.


    ''Bing a master is not important,'' Kyran finally told himself. ''What matters is taking this opportunity to broaden my horizons, as well as battling different types of mages.''


    He looked at the farthest tform he could see above. If he did not miss his count, the tform visible to him was only the thirtieth one. It meant the 100th tform was still way above and going there was not going to be easy.


    ''I need to be very careful in dealing with each tform master,'' Kyran thought and looked at the storage ring the tower had provided. ''This means I may have to employ everything I have.''


    A thought suddenly came to him, ''Which reminds me...''


    He looked up once again and asked the ovepping voices, "Did I not get any spoils from myst training?"


    "Yes you have," the ovepping voices replied at once.


    When True Void heard Kyran he could not help but look at him incredulously.


    "Unbelievable! Simply unbelievable! While I am here worrying about your survival, all you think about are your spoils!" Heined.


    Kyran scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. He could not help it. Being poor and low on resources as he was now, every item he could milk out from the tower was very important to him.


    "Because of your rating, the Tower had decided to give you an additional reward."


    As soon as the ovepping voices finished what they were saying, a ck leather belt appeared before Kyran.


    At first nce, the belt looked ordinary. But upon closer inspection, Kyran saw small runes written on the belt''s edges and there were several small diamond orbs forming fiveyers around it.


    Still, this was not the kind of reward or spoil he was expecting.


    Where were his puppets?


    Just as Kyran was beginning to feel disappointed, the ovepping voices spoke as if to quench it.


    "This is a tool belt specially designed to store your automatons."


    Kyran''s expression brightened at once. That was what he had been waiting to hear. But then his expression turned serious as he noticed something from how they called his creation.


    ''They already considered my work automatons? But they are nothingpared to the real ones,'' he thought, recalling hisst battle in the puppetpetition.


    If he had not been matched up with the current champion, he might have been able to win first ce. Unfortunately, he faced the champion who actually possessed five automatons.


    Compared to his ten puppets, his creations were a far cry in terms of the speed and strength of an automaton. The advantage of his puppets was their seemingly inexhaustible energy. But when faced with automatons with more advanced capabilities, having unlimited energy was not enough.


    Kyran''s puppets were ughtered almost at once—at least half of them. He admitted defeat before the automatons could destroy the remaining five. If not, he would not have any spoils left.


    Nevertheless, Kyran was relieved that the three special puppets he made were intact. Recalling the ck slip he took, and about what it was, he could not wait to study it and upgrade his puppets.


    "Thank you," Kyran muttered out of habit before reaching for the belt.


    "You can store as many automatons as there are diamond orbs on the belt. Please remember that upgrading the belt is impossible."


    Kyran smiled wryly upon hearing the ovepping voices'' reminder. He did not expect the tower to give him a freebie he could take advantage of, so he was not surprised that he could not upgrade the belt.


    It did not matter, though. Having limited resources, Kyran would not be able to fill all the diamond orbs with new puppets, anyway.


    "Oi, Void Halfling," True Void called while looking at Kyran nervously. "Are you really sure you want to participate here?"


    Kyran looked at him and smiled. If he did not know better, that the reason True Void was worried about him was that he did not want to ''die'' with him in this ce, he would have feel a little touched. But since he knew, he just said, "Since we''re here, then we might as well enjoy it."


    "Enjoy? Enjoy? Do you think I can enjoy such a brutal and cruel ce?" True Void eximed in exasperation.


    "Rx. It may not be that bad," Kyran told him as he wore the belt around his waist.


    "Are you ready to enter the first tform?" The ovepping voices asked him again.


    "Is there a Recovery Room after each tform?" Kyran answered with another question.


    "There is."


    Kyran nodded feeling more confident in going up. As long as he won each tform, he could rest inside the Recovery Room.


    "Then okay, I''m ready to go," he told the ovepping voices.


    "Very well. Please prepare to be transported."


    "Oi! Oi! Are we not going to have any strategic meeting before going?" True Void began toin at the same time the ovepping voices had spoken.


    Kyran looked at him thoughtfully and replied with a slight smile, "There are only two things. We win on every tform and aim to challenge the champion after the 100th tform."


    "WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING ME—?"


    True Void''s outburst was cut short because it was at this time that a blinding light fell above them.


    Immediately, the light took control of their bodies and they were lifted off the metallic floor.


    "May you further refine your battle capabilities as you move up in this ce."


    The ovepping voices said just before the blinding light took Kyran and True Void to the first tform.


    Meanwhile, outside the Tower of Tribtion, where Nn and Gustaff were watching the projection. The two had a thoughtful look as soon as Kyran was taken away by the blinding light.


    "He really went up," Gustaff remarked.


    Nn did not say anything but a smile had formed on his lips.


    This ce was actually where he wanted Kyran to train. Getting a key to enter the Tower''s special ce was not easy. At most, Nn guessed it would take Kyran at least ten or so training before he was presented a tinum key among his rewards. Even then, Kyran might not choose it. Fortunately, he got an SSS result which meant he would be presented with a tinum key. Not only that, but he also picked it as his reward.


    ''To think he got an SSS result on his second training, not to mention a knowledge training for crying out loud. He really is a monster,'' Nn chuckled to himself.


    "Speaking of this ce. I guess we''ll be able to see his progress in real-time now. Since the arena is part of the tower," Gustaff pointed out.


    Nn nodded, "Hm."


    Gustaff sighed, recalling his own experience in the special ce.


    "I managed to get to the 100th tform but was too scared to challenge the champion and chose to leave," he said. "I can''t wait to see how he win his way up."


    Nn remained silent, but his smile had turned a little mischievous as he thought, ''Me too.''