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

Chapter 79: Terror Incarnate

"I may be protected by Nyx at night, but I'm sure Hemera will help me in the beautiful daylight. I don't need armour or weapons, you're not even worth it."

With those words, his hand went back to his inventory and pulled out the most powerful weapon he could find after Clarent and Serene's Throwing Knife and threw it in front of Elion.

"Third most powerful weapon I have come on, you tried to kill me in my weakened state but I was unconscious, what happens if I'm conscious the next time I'm weakened?"

James' words had shut everyone up, just like in his duel with Ariel, not a peep was heard from anyone, it would not be wrong to say that it was a rather strange sight.

James wasn't afraid, he had actually passed the stage of being afraid of something on the 9th floor. The fear he felt at that moment when he tasted the difference between him and the gods, was enough for him.

Elion was not a fallen god, he was just an idiot who had ascended a few or two dozen more floors than James. He was a man after his god's own heart.

Elion swallowed, sheathing the sword that lay on the ground in front of him, he could see that he was happy, he was foolish enough to think that James had surrendered himself.

"If I win, what will happen?" asked Elion, to which James replied, "If you win, my lady, Ronald, Leyla, let this scum go, if such an arsehole can beat me, he can be God."

This was the very phrase that stated that Elion was worth less than a grain of dust in James' eyes.

Elion attacked as soon as he heard this. He descended on James at a fairly rapid pace and delivered several blows in quick succession.

James could see where the blows were coming from, their arrival patterns, their speed of arrival and so on. His Agility stat had passed 100 points, his speed now showing that he was more than human. From what he had read in the Imperial Library, this kind of speed was considered the lowest level for elves, dwarves and such races.

This meant that James had now reached the level of the successive and superior races, and only on the 10th floor.

It was quite normal that he had dodged all of Elion's attacks one by one, after all, he could calculate the entire pattern of the attacks.

The numbers appeared in front of his eyes, he could see when he had to dodge, when he had to move, he could see it all.

After a few dozen attacks Elion was looking at James with fear, everyone was still silent, but every one of them, including Perseus and even the referee himself, was scared.

James' face looked strange. Many people had seen his expressions since the arena had started.

They had seen him laughing, getting angry, hating, hating, sad, hurting, pretending, and many other things.

Yet James' expression now was different, strange, incomprehensible. It was as if James's face did not harbour any expression.

Elion was panting on the ground, tired, he had been running for a long time, from someone very dangerous. Now he was fighting someone as strong as he was, and possibly stronger. And this person was treating him like he was nothing.

James approached Elion slowly and then looked down at his hand, balled it into a fist and then punched Elion as hard as he could.

Elion instantly sank to the floor of the arena, and when he tried to get up, James threw another punch into his face.

"Kuagh..."

Elion had vomited a large amount of blood and several of his teeth had come out of his jaw.

He was trying to move, but someone was not letting him. James grabbed him by one arm and put him on his back.

Placing his foot on Elion's head, James watched the dying man and then uttered these words:

"I was given a second chance to make everything right, I have a desire and until I do reach that point whoever stands in my way and tries to hurt me like you did will have the incredible chance to die by my own hands."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth James kicked Elion in the pit of the stomach, leaving him in agony.

Taking a few steps back, he reached into his inventory and pulled out Selene's Throwing Knife.

"It is time for you to die, you will serve as a warning to all, unfortunately, you were nothing more than a godless dog. What you must realise is that it was not the gods who chose you, it was you who chose them, along with luck. You always have a choice inside the tower, even I, who only made it to the 10th floor, can see that."

After he uttered these words, flames covered the entire arena. The inside of the arena became invisible, but just before the image closed, everyone could see one thing, James' foot was right above Elion's head.

When the image was obscured by the flames, everyone realised what had happened.

Elion had indeed been brutally murdered.

When the flames dissipated again, the blood on the Selene's Boots that James was wearing became visible, just like Elion's dead body.

All the onlookers around, Ariel herself, Olympus, Asgard, Lucifer, Michael, Sun Wukong, and even all the Chaos-Born could see his expression.

His face was like the abyss itself, just looking at it brought tears to the eyes. It was very, very scary, as if people who had been watching him for a month were now seeing his true nature.

This would be the day he would receive his second nickname. Elion's death would go down in history as the day he showed his power and threatened everyone in the tower. From this day forward, those inside the tower would call him:

"Terror Incarnate".