novelODS Chapter 522 The Last Time
Chapter 522 The Last Time
When Ashura regained consciousness, he found himself suspended three feet off the ground in front of Lin Tian, unable to move.
His limbs were bound by an invisible force, all his swords fell to the ground, and he couldn't even move a finger.
Lin Tian looked at him.
His gaze was as calm as if he were looking at a stone.
Ashura's lips trembled.
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.
A thousand years.
He has guarded this tower for a thousand years.
He has killed countless challengers.
No one has ever been able to prevent him from even having a chance to fight back.
No one ever has.
Lin Tian raised his right hand.
Point your palm at Asura's chest.
[Astral rays].
A glimmer of light appeared at the fingertips.
The light was very faint, like a distant star.
But Asura sensed it.
The power contained within—
That would be enough to reduce him to ashes.
"etc--"
Lin Tian did not wait.
A beam of extremely refined starlight burst forth from his fingertips.
The beam of light pierced through Asura's chest, entering from the front and exiting from the back.
There was no blood.
No meat.
There was only a hole about the size of a bowl, with smooth, mirror-like edges, through which one could see the arena wall behind him.
Ashura looked down at the hole in his chest.
He looked up again and looked at Lin Tian.
He opened his mouth as if to say something.
But he didn't say anything.
His body began to disintegrate.
Starting from the chest, it transformed into countless points of light, which then drifted outwards.
The points of light flickered in the air like fireflies for a few moments before disappearing completely.
The twelve longswords behind him broke at the same time.
The clanging sound was incessant.
The sword broke in two and fell to the ground, its runes instantly dimming.
Asura's last sight was of light.
Lin Tian's figure remained calm and serene in that light.
"Challenger...you...have won..."
His voice grew fainter and fainter, fading into the distance.
Finally, it vanished completely.
Only those scattered specks of light still drifted slowly in the air.
......
Congratulations on clearing the tenth floor of the Tower of Challenge!
[Rewards are being processed...]
A system notification sounded in Lin Tian's ears.
[You have earned the title: Peak of Fearlessness]
Lin Tian opened the title panel and took a look.
[The Peak of Fearlessness]
Effect: All attributes +5%, experience gained increased by 20%.
Fearless Heart: When health is below 30%, "Fearless Heart" is triggered, increasing both defenses by 20% for 10 seconds, with a 30-minute cooldown.
Description: Truly fearless people unleash their potential when faced with dire circumstances.
better than nothing.
He turned off the panel.
You have received: Challenge Tower Floor 10 Treasure Chest x1
Lin Tian glanced at his backpack.
There were ten treasure chests neatly arranged inside.
One per floor, from the first to the tenth.
[Challenge Tower Floor 1 Treasure Chest]
[Challenge Tower Level 2 Treasure Chest]
......
[Challenge Tower Floor 10 Treasure Chest]
He didn't rush to drive.
Instead, he turned and looked at the slowly opening door at the edge of the arena.
Behind the door is the exit.
It is also the place to leave the tower.
Lin Tian strode forward.
Behind them, the arena began to crumble.
Those stone pillars, those runes, that starry sky, that darkness—
Everything vanished into nothingness, as if wiped away by an invisible hand.
Lin Tian walked out the door.
Before me lay a familiar mountain forest.
Moonlight spills down, and the night breeze blows.
He glanced back.
The black tower still stands in the open space.
The runes on the tower were still faintly glowing.
But Lin Tian knew.
The tower held no meaning for him anymore.
He turned and left.
......
Twelve hours.
It's not long, it's not long, it's not short.
For players who are frantically grinding monsters, these twelve hours pass by like a dream—it's over in the blink of an eye.
For the players being hunted, those twelve hours felt like an eternity—every second was spent running, every second was spent dying.
But from the system's perspective...
These twelve hours are just a countdown.
A countdown accurate to the millisecond.
......
[Global Announcement: 60 minute countdown.]
The moment the message popped up, the atmosphere on the entire Double Edge battlefield changed abruptly.
Those teams that were still steadily grinding monsters suddenly sped up their pace.
"Last sixty minutes! Don't hold back on your skills!"
A warrior captain roared, slamming his shield on the ground and activating his ultimate move, [Iron Wall - Unrivaled] - defense reduced by 30%, attack power increased by 50%, lasting for thirty seconds.
A dark red halo appeared on his body, a sign that his skill had been activated.
He charged into the horde of monsters, sweeping his shield across the ground. The shield slammed into the head of a fusion monster with a dull thud.
The monster staggered back two steps, and before it could regain its footing, the warrior's second strike arrived—the edge of the shield slammed into its neck, and the sound of its cervical vertebrae breaking was clearly audible.
The monster fell.
The warrior didn't stop; he turned around and slammed his shield down on another one.
The mage behind him gritted his teeth, raised his staff high, and unleashed a barrage of [Fireball]. Each fireball was the size of a washbasin, trailing long flames as it slammed into the monster and exploded, scattering sparks and sending waves of heat crashing down.
His mana bar was already empty, but he was still gulping down the last potion—his treasured A-grade [Azure Essence], which could restore 50% of his mana within ten seconds.
As the medicine entered his throat, a cool sensation surged from his stomach to his limbs, and his mana bar began to recover.
"Priest! Don't conserve mana! Unleash all your skills!"
The pastor didn't speak, he just waved his staff frantically.
The healing spells fell on the warrior time and time again, flashing green light, pulling his health from 40% back to 60%, and then from 60% back to 80%.
Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, trickling down her cheeks, and her lips turned pale, but her hands didn't stop moving. Each swing of her staff created a shower of light.
The assassin darted through the monsters, using Shadow Step repeatedly, each appearance taking down a low-health enemy.
His dagger was already chipped and the blade was curled, but he had no time to change it—every second was a point, every second was a ranking.
His figure appeared and disappeared intermittently, like a ghost.
No one speaks.
Only the glow of skills and the wails of monsters could be heard.
Firelight, frost, lightning, and the glint of blades.
They intertwined into a chaotic symphony.
......
Another monster spawn point.
Three teams simultaneously set their sights on an elite fusion monster.
It was a behemoth three times the size of an ordinary monster, covered in dark red scales. Every time it stomped its foot, the ground would tremble, making it difficult for people to stand.
It has a single horn on its head, which is crackling with electricity.
"It's ours!" roared the tanks of the first team, raising their shields as they charged forward.