According to Maxen, the strongest of the ghost race and the angel race had both stopped at level 999.
And the Chaos ancestor was the only one who had truly reached level 1000.
As for what the situation was now, it was unknown.
Listening to Maxen’s introduction, Mike nodded slightly,
“According to the rules of the Tower of Truth, between the 30th and 60th floors, these three races will appear more often.”
There wasn’t much more to talk about on this topic.
Mike decided to talk about something more cheerful.
He changed the subject again and asked tentatively,
“Maxen, I heard you’ve been making a lot of money lately?”
Maxen said in a deep voice,
“How about we talk about my Second Godfather’s injury instead?”
Professor Gregory had mentioned Ares’ injury before, but very vaguely.
However, Professor Gregory hoped that Mike would do what he could, within his capabilities.
Don’t push it.
After all, the level involved was too high, even Professor Gregory wasn’t sure.
Actually, if you think about it,
Both Morpheus and Ares had fought against the Supreme Demon God and were left with considerable hidden dangers.
But Apollo didn’t.
Supreme Being Apollo’s strength had always been at its peak.
If even Apollo couldn’t help Ares and Morpheus solve the hidden dangers,
Counting on Thor, who was only over level 300… that might be a bit unrealistic.
Besides, Mike knew one thing very well.
Due to their inheritance, the relationship between the three Supreme Beings of the human race was actually quite good.
If Apollo could help, he would have done so long ago.
Ares’ matter would be put aside for now.
The most important things for Mike right now were:
The tournament and the trip to the Ninth Abyss.
The first was related to the distribution of benefits, and the second was related to whether Mike could come back alive.
Soldier, General, Chief, Lord, Ultimate Lord.
Mike had to win these five tiers of battles as much as possible!
Soldier, General, Chief, these three tiers had Mike personally participating, so there was no need to worry.
He had a huge advantage!
As for the Ultimate Lord battle, Mike also had a clear idea and was confident of winning.
The only thing he needed to worry about was the Lord tier battle.
Mike beckoned,
“Stone, I have a money-making opportunity.”
“Not interested.”
Maxen snorted coldly, listless.
Making money? What a joke!
90% to First Godfather, 9% to Second Godfather, 0.9% to Apollo.
He himself only kept 0.1%, earning $1 for every $1000.
What was the point!
Maxen wasn’t interested in making money.
“Real benefits that can actually go into your pocket.”
Mike said seriously,
“Maybe it can even help you break through to Ultimate Lord!”
Maxen’s eyes lit up,
“Really?”
Maxen himself had no idea how to break through to Ultimate Lord.
Mike raised his hand and looked at Maxen seriously,
“Wait a moment.”
[Sage Mode activating…]
Mike used the Eye of Truth to help Maxen see how he could break through to Ultimate Lord.
[One of the necessary conditions for Maxen to become an Ultimate Lord: Become the number one swordsman in this world]
[Sage Mode trial version has ended]
[Click here to read more useful information, available after the third awakening]
Looking at the prompt given by the Eye of Truth, Mike fell silent.
After a while, he patted Maxen’s shoulder, “How about… let’s not think about breaking through for now, what’s wrong with being level 989? Joseph isn’t even level 989, and he’s
happy every day.”
Maxen: ???
What do you mean by comparing me to Joseph?
“I just checked the upgrade conditions for you, and I personally feel that your chances aren’t
high.”
Mike said tactfully.
The number one swordsman in this world?
What was Cedric’s nickname? frёewebηovel.cѳm
The Second Swordsman in the World.
Even if Calderon called him that to his face, Cedric wouldn’t feel humiliated.
Ares was recognized as the number one swordsman in this world.
Maxen’s talent in swordsmanship was indeed very strong.
Even who was stronger between him and Cedric, there was no clear conclusion.
Some supported Cedric, while others thought it was Maxen.
But all of this was meaningless in front of Ares.
According to this condition, Maxen had no hope of breaking through to Ultimate Lord in this
lifetime.
“Condition?”
This time, Maxen was really interested,
“Regardless of whether there’s hope or not, tell me first?”
As he spoke, Maxen opened his inventory.
Holding Dorakos and the blood-colored Flail in his hands, Maxen pointed to the other items
and said,
“Take whatever you like!”
Maxen was very generous!
Mike glanced at it, there was nothing valuable inside.
All of it together wasn’t even worth 1 Lord merit. Obviously, due to some special reasons, Maxen was penniless.
Mike said generously, “Don’t be silly, I’m not that kind of person!”
Maxen looked at Mike with suspicion.
Mike suggested,
“I’ll trade this condition with you for a information, fair enough?”
An exchange of information, neither side would lose out.
Maxen would get his upgrade condition,
Mike would get the list of Lords participating in the Nightmare corps.
A win-win situation.
Maxen agreed without hesitation, “Okay!”
“According to the process you’ve finalized, the Nightmare corps will have a total of five Lords
participating. I can confirm two names now, and I’ll tell you the other three as soon as I get
them, how about that?”
“Deal.”
Mike wasn’t stingy either, and both sides readily reached a deal.
Maxen gave the names,
“Joseph, Maxen.”
Mike: ???
“You’re participating on behalf of the Nightmare corps, I understand that.”
Mike nodded slightly, if Maxen participated, he would definitely win. In that case, he just
needed to send a weaker opponent to stall Maxen.
As for the names of the other three, Maxen didn’t reveal them for the time being, but he
would tell Mike before the tournament started.
Mike got the information he wanted, so he told Maxen the cruel reality,
“If you want to break through to level 990, you have to become the number one swordsman in
this world.”
Unlike what Mike expected,
Hearing this news, Maxen wasn’t discouraged, but rather pleasantly surprised.
“Does that mean…”
Maxen’s face was full of excitement, his voice trembling slightly,
“As long as my Second Godfather dies, I can break through?”
Maxen’s words left Mike speechless.
“Have you ever heard of a Lich King called Arthas? Do you want to be like him…”
Mike repeatedly warned himself that even if he became a Supreme Being in the future, he
couldn’t be his godfather…
Mike was about to leave and review the gains from this 30th-floor conquest, to summarize
his experience.
Before leaving, Mike asked,
“By the way, why did you want to kill the wilderness wolf before?”
“Wilderness wolf? Oh, he was a traitor with blood on his hands.”
Maxen said casually, “All previous Wolf Alphas have been hunting down the wilderness wolf.
When I took over as Wolf Alpha, I also swore in my own name that if I ever met the wilderness wolf, I would definitely kill it.”
The tragedy that the White Wolf King experienced, the wilderness wolf was definitely one of
the masterminds behind it.
According to Maxen,
The wilderness wolf conspired with the Nature Elf Envoy and betrayed their own races.
The wilderness wolf betrayed the werewolf race, slaughtering the strong among them, and
thus reached level 994.
The Nature Elf Envoy, on the other hand, took away the treasure of the elf race, the Heart of
Life!
The Nature Elf Envoy and the wilderness wolf disappeared at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already on the 30th floor of the Tower of Truth.
Mike pondered, “No wonder the permanent buff reward includes the goodwill of the elf race.”
On the 30th floor, Mike had only interacted with the Nature Elf Envoy and captured her.
If she was a traitor, then it made sense.
Wait…
Mike suddenly realized an important detail,
“You just said that the Heart of Life is in the hands of the Nature Elf Envoy?” “Yes.”
Maxen nodded, a little confused,
“So what if it is? You didn’t catch her… Holy fuck, you captured the Nature Elf Envoy alive?”
Looking at Mike’s expression, Maxen knew he had guessed correctly. There was no need for Maxen to remind him how precious the Heart of Life was.
Mike immediately rushed back to his private space to settle the score with Fool!
…
Inside the private space.
Looking at the menacing Thor, Fool remained calm and composed.
When she took in the Nature Elf Envoy as her maid, she knew this moment would come.
Fool asked unhurriedly, “You’re here for the Heart of Life, right?”
Mike nodded, not hiding it.
They were both very familiar with each other, there was no need for pleasantries, it was more
efficient to communicate directly.
Fool glanced at the maid behind her and ordered, “Take it out.”
The Nature Elf Envoy’s expression was conflicted, she wanted to speak but hesitated, still
wanting to make a final resistance.
She would rather destroy the Heart of Life, or hand it over to her master, than give it to Thor
for free!
This hesitation immediately brought the situation to a standstill.
Fool snorted coldly,
“You ungrateful thing.”
Fool flicked her wrist.
A terrifying pressure descended, and with a bang, the Nature Elf Envoy instantly knelt on one
knee, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, her face deathly pale.
In front of this powerful demon race, the level 989 Nature Elf Envoy had no power to resist, as
weak as duck.
“I won’t say it a second time.”
Fool didn’t look at the Nature Elf Envoy and walked forward.
Vladimir brought over a stool and even thoughtfully dusted it off. Fool sat down casually.
“If you fall into my hands, the worst that can happen is death.”
Fool pointed at Thor,
“If you fall into his hands, I guarantee you’ll wish you were dead.”
Mike was furious, who was she looking down on!
Was he really that bad?
Vladimir and Dracula, who were watching the show, silently gave Fool a thumbs-up.
The pale-faced Nature Elf Envoy bit her lip, reached for her heart, and squeezed it tightly. Soon, a pink heart appeared before everyone.