Climbing the Tower to Be a God With 10x Gacha System

Already the light of the next day had dawned and the new day of the arena had begun, James had already fought several battles. Still, he hadn't achieved what he had set out to do yesterday, since he hadn't found any trace of Ariel during the long search for her.

So it would be much better for him if he was constantly fighting and winning duels.

"CHING!"

The sounds of metal clashing again rose from the arena and the duel between James and another figure became apparent.

"You are very good, young master Umbra! It is an honour to be able to hold my own against you, even if I am nowhere near the strength of the one called Ariel."

James smiled as the man opposite James said these words and then said, "Do you realise that you are a better swordsman than me? I still have a lot to learn!" he said.

Hearing these words, the man smiled at what James said and said, "I have been in the tower for almost 70 years, at least let me use a sword better than you."

The arena was constantly merging the sounds of the clash and the cheers of the spectators rose to an excellent level.

Blood was pouring out of both combatants' bodies, but both of their faces were smiling with happiness and excitement.

These expressions seemed to drive the spectators to even greater enthusiasm.

When the two stood face to face, the man was seen breathing madly, while James just stood there in a normal state.

"I'm old now, I'm not as tough as I used to be, at least I have money and stamps so I can live comfortably until I die, I hope you can forgive this old man for fighting against you."

When the old man said these words, James shook his head, smiled and said, "It was a good enough duel, you fought well, sir."

The old man burst into a deep laugh at these words and then looked at the referee and said, "I withdraw, sir."

When the referee accepted the request, there was a great booing from the audience, but the old man did not even choose to wear any of these words, it was easily seen from his looks that he was too old to care about the young people.

James, on the other hand, realised that his sword skills had improved slightly in this duel as if he needed only a small push to move to a new level.

So another duel ended and the referee's usual line came out:

"Congratulations to Umbra for completing their 72nd match. The winner of Umbra of Chaos and Aury of Unknown is Umbra."

With those words, Umbra exited the arena and then made his way to the arena's dormitory, his popularity soaring so high that he had to sign autographs for dozens of people just to get to his room.

Still, he somehow managed to get into his room and lay down on the bed. He was really tired, until today's encounter with the old man, he had managed to defeat every single person he had faced in just a few moves, leading him to his 72nd win.

[I didn't expect you to be this tired.]

When James suddenly saw the window in front of him, he closed it and then said, "That's what happens when you fight in like a billion duels in a row, my lady."

These words made him quite right, he had not rested much the day before and had started duelling from the early hours of this morning, so his fatigue was at its peak. Still, duelling was not the only thing he was going to do, at least not today.

Right now he was going to get some rest and then try to find Ariel, again.

He didn't want to let everyone into the Chaos guild, so he was looking for people with excellent potential, people who wouldn't trust others completely, but who could trust him.

In a way, he was looking for loyal people who could only trust him. Ariel was the only person he knew who met that criteria. According to what she said, Ariel didn't trust anyone around her, but she still wanted to trust what he said in the duel with James.

It meant that there was a chance if he could get Ariel on his side, things might get better.

He realised instantly that he needed to put his head down and sleep for an hour or two, knowing full well that this was what he had to do. Closing his eyes, he was asleep in an instant, while upstairs something else was going on.

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"The plan has failed, Sopdu! Today he fought in duels!" One of the gods slammed his hand down hard on the table and rose to his feet, trembling with fear.

"I realise that! How was I supposed to know he had the Philosopher's Stone?!" shouted Sopdu suddenly, his hand balled into a fist and slammed on the table, it was a great evil for them that the plan had failed.

"What do we do, we have to defend you, lie...we need lies." another god said.

"Just say that I found the medallion on one of the lower floors, they won't suspect us," Sopdu said suddenly, but suddenly they heard a knock on the door of the room they were sitting in:

"Thud-thud-thud!"

Three knocks were enough to throw their hearts into the sea. Every one of them was trembling and no one even went to open the door. Every god and goddess, including Sopdu, was pinned in place.

At that moment, an aura of enormous magnitude rose from behind the door. It was such a gigantic aura that the gods and goddesses in the room were almost unable to breathe.

"CRUSH!!!"

With a sudden sound, the door of the room was shattered, and through the dust and smoke, a pair of crimson eyes began to watch Sopdu himself.

Sopdu fell from his seat to the floor and stayed where he was. Only a second ago he had felt his head being separated from his body.

"So it is you." said the red-eyed figure who entered.

Those who saw him were surprised, clearly not expecting to see the person who had not left his mother's side for even a second for a very long time. Here was the person who could be recognised as the most frightening of the Chaos-Born in the only sense of the word.

They were going to die, they had to do something.