Climbing The Tower I can Change My Career Path

Climb The Statue

Altair plunged the hunting knife in his hand right into the troll's neck.

Although the hunting knife was of excellent quality, it hadn't pierced his neck at first. Still, Altair wasn't going to stop there.

Again and again, without pause, he had plunged the hunting knife into the troll's neck, into the same spot, nearly fifteen times.

Within a short time, these efforts, this struggle, had been successful.

"UUUUUUGGGG..."

The troll did not scream in pain. Instead, a strange howl, a whimper spread around, and the troll fell forward onto the ground.

Altair rolled on the ground to avoid injury and, without stopping, got up and pulled the hunting knife out of the troll's neck.

[Congratulations!

 User has levelled up to level "three"!

 You have gained 5 status points!

 Each status point gained in the Tutorial will be distributed randomly.

 User has gained "1" strength and "4" agility status points.]

Although Altair saw this system window and could directly perceive the development in his body, he really had no time to spare for this.

He took immediate action.

He pulled the sword from the leg of the troll, which had died in a second, and advanced towards another troll without stopping.

Perhaps it was because he could kill a troll on his own that he had this courage, but one thing was clear:

His actions were emboldening everyone else.

By the time Altair reached the back of the other troll he was attacking, he had already seen six trolls fall to the ground, and he smiled, happy that everything was going so smoothly.

In a short time, he had repeatedly struck the neck of the troll, trying to reach him in the same way, and in the end, he had truly succeeded in what he had set out to do.

After killing another troll, Altair looked around and saw that every troll was on the ground, each one seemingly cut down by a sword.

"We're close to the centre. If we run, we can do what you said before the monsters from the other fronts reach us, Mr Hunter," the leader of the soldiers said suddenly.

Altair shook his head and said, "Let's go."

The running started again.

Each step felt like another step towards complete annihilation. Monsters from all four corners of the city had now begun advancing directly towards the centre, towards the area where the statue stood.

The rest were busy levelling the city to the ground.

As Altair approached the city centre, he could see Nyx's statue much more clearly.

The statue... was truly beautiful.

It had jet-black hair covered with stars that looked as if they had been placed there by the Creator himself, glowing purple eyes, a long black dress, and facial features so beautiful they could be described as perfect.

Nyx... was like a masterpiece.

Still, that wasn't the only thing Altair saw.

When the young man looked at this statue, he saw it glowing jet black, but he could see that one part, the statue's left eye, was covered in a greater darkness, blackness itself.

"Godly?" thought the young man.

Apparently, the essence was entirely in the left eye of the Nyx Statue.

Altair had managed to reach his target quickly, without encountering too many monsters.

Or rather... he almost had.

As he approached the centre, he could see many monsters in the area, but one was particularly striking.

The young man saw this monster fighting an old man wearing a long robe.

It was a monster with sharp claws, red hair, and what looked like scales, but that wasn't what caught Altair's attention.

[Fiarka (Low-Demon - Level 42)]

This was a level of power so immense that Altair couldn't even imagine it at that moment.

The young man had suddenly frozen in place, even though monsters were truly coming from all sides. His whole body was trembling. This time, it was truly out of fear, and of course, for good reason.

"Level... 42?" Altair muttered.

If there was one thing he knew about the tower, it was that monsters' levels reset after a certain threshold.

So this strange-looking 'demon' might have been a small wolf or a lizard man before reaching this threshold.

Meaning it had managed to continuously evolve its own race and become a low demon.

How many levels had it skipped? How many times had it changed species and managed to increase its power?

There was no way Altair could do anything to this monster.

So the young man started running directly towards the statue.

He passed through the monsters, trying to push some of them to the ground even though he was not at a level where he could kill them.

Still, he eventually managed to reach the status.

The colour itself, burning with these pitch-black lights, completely captivated his gaze.

The young man had walked to the back of the statue and noticed an entrance there. Still, the entrance was locked. He realised that someone was watching him from the large area on the other side of the statue.

When the young man focused his eyes precisely there, he could see that it was a church.

Above the church was a moon, and around that moon were twelve stars connected to it.

"Nyx's church?" Altair said to himself.

It wasn't hard to see that the people watching him were wounded priests and priestesses, but another woman was standing among them.

A woman shining brightly.

Altair pointed directly at Nyx's status, trying to explain what had happened to them only with his gestures.

Although the priests and nuns couldn't understand what was going on, this shining woman standing among them suddenly stepped forward.

Despite being incredibly wounded, the woman had descended the stairs leading to the church one by one and managed to reach Altair.

"The moment my eyes saw you, I recognised the purity of your soul. Did the goddess send you?" the woman inquired.

Altair swallowed and could only manage to shake his head.

Even if he was lying by using Nyx's name, he had to achieve this status no matter what.

Everything depended on it.