Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star, The Horrifying Spell Skills!

In the commercial building, on the thirty-eighth floor.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion suddenly erupted in the luxurious office space as Jeremy kicked the door at the stairwell entrance off its hinges.

Covered in blood, Jeremy appeared at the stairwell, longsword in hand.

Behind him, the corridor was almost filled with corpses, with layers upon layers of monster bodies piling up. The mix of blood and foul stench was overwhelming, making one want to vomit.

"I've finally made it." Tossing a zombie head into a trash can nonchalantly, Jeremy's expression was calm, though his pupils had turned blood red. The surge of murderous intent and violence within him was indomitable.

What should have been a short distance of just a few floors took him half an hour to ascend. The monsters in the building, although not high-level, were numerous enough to have forcibly raised his level to 17.