The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 163

Chapter 163: The Dragon Awaits (Lowd’s Perspective)

Deep within the Grucio Continent… Multiple white rings floated around a tower resembling a combination of various shapes of white rocks.

From a distance, it looked like a giant statue of an angel. However, despite its appearance, it had over fifty levels and vicious traps. It mercilessly cornered anyone who entered, including the powerful monsters that resided in the Grucio Continent.

No tricks worked here. Only the true strength of those who dared to challenge it was tested. People chuckled bitterly at the irony of the names carved into the tower, mocking the foolish adventurers who aimed for unreachable heights— the Tower of Heaven’s Challenge, the final dungeon for the fools who dared to aspire to the unreachable summit.

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“Hmm…”

On the top floor of the Tower of Heaven’s Challenge, the rooftop resembling an arena vividly reminded him of the time he fought with High-End.

Descending from the white throne where he sat, Lowd couldn’t fathom why this throne existed or what purpose it served in this place. To him, it was just a chair with no purpose other than its appearance.

Standing on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the various dungeons cLowded in the depths below, it felt like retracing the path he had walked before.

“It hasn’t changed even after hundreds of years.”

Though adventurers had increased significantly, their quality had declined. While some were reasonably strong, none possessed the power that could reach me—no one had acquired the rare drops that could reach my level of strength.

And that’s why…

“Hehe…”

Rubbing his once-struck cheek, Lowd pondered when that man appeared before him, disrupting the boredom he had resigned himself to, until he fought against the so-called demon god that Fifth summoned.

When was the last time he felt this exhilaration? When was the last time he allowed himself to be consumed by the sensation of shock resonating to his core and the keen awareness of imminent danger from the approaching blade?

Even in the era when he was alive, how many had reached that level of strength? Despite having such exceptional power in this era, Berg, who had faced him again, now harbored eyes with a resolute will and even greater strength than before.

“While the path I’ve taken may differ from yours… that’s fine,” Lowd muttered.

He had thought the world was hopelessly dull. If this boredom could be dispelled, he genuinely didn’t care about the fate of the world. Fate seemed to enjoy delaying things if it existed at all.

“Are you looking forward to it too, High-End?”

As he smiled at the heat emanating from the alabaster sword, the smile that had not graced his face for a long time naturally returned when he thought about facing Berg again, who would undoubtedly be stronger than when they first fought.

“I care not for Fifth’s schemes.”

Whether he became an enemy of the world or perished was a matter to be considered at that time.

The only thing on his mind now was the battle against an opponent he could unleash his full strength against. That was all he could think about…

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※Volume five ends here.