[374] The Empire[10]
Alan entered the 19th floor, a large hallway that showed grandeur once.
But now reduced to almost rubble.
He stepped over a chandelier and continued to walk further into the hallway, littered with rubble and flesh.
[You have entered the 19th trial, The Trial of Entrance.]
"My head hurts…"
Alan muttered, almost stumbling over a piece of rubble.
He had beaten the mage on the previous floor to bits with his bare fists, The Ame-No-Sakahoko had gone into his inventory and refused to come out for some reason.
"Suleras…Lanesha, are you there?"
Nothing, nothing but silence.
[Why ask for outside help?]
Suddenly, the metallic voice of the tower rang in his mind, worsening his headache.
"...What do you want?"
Asked Alan, what did this tower want now? And what is this headache?
His head felt muddy, he wasn't able to garner his thoughts properly.
[To observe the trials of a tyrant.]
"Tyrant…?"