Alistair was learning a technique, Origin Light.
This technique would enhance his light-elemental attacks up to twenty times. With such a boost, he was confident that no one in this generation would be able to match him.
Meanwhile, in Aetherion,
Ethan had already reached the 95th level. Now, for the first time, he was feeling the pressure.
He was stunned. This pressure was supposed to be the same for everyone. And only those under level 5 could even attempt the Ascension Tower.
"How the fuck could someone reach this level if even I feel pressure with my absurd attributes?"
No matter.
"Let's finish this quickly."
He continued climbing the tower. Three hours later, he stood on the 99th level, the highest known floor of the tower.
The pressure here was tremendous.
It felt as if a normal person was carrying two tons of weight on their back.
Unbearable.
