But before Felix could finish speaking, the old man, Alaife, exploded in anger. "Bullshit! You're a Malevolent Phantom! Your whole damn family are Malevolent Phantoms! A man of my status? Compared to those things? Get real!"For a moment, Felix was completely stunned. He had never seen someone yell at him while keeping such a kind, beaming smile on their face. Even though Alaife was cursing him out, his warm smile never wavered. It somehow felt so natural that it made Felix's head spin, and honestly, part of him wanted to say, "Thank you, I guess?""Felix," Alaife said in a friendly tone. "Ever since you stepped into the Tower of Divinity, I've been aware of you. But some rules can't be broken. I had to wait until you reached the ninth floor before I could meet you."Right then, Felix sensed that something was off. Alaife didn't carry even the slightest trace of hostility. He wondered if this was some kind of hidden trial in the Tower of Divinity.Considering how brutal the ninth

While Felix was resting, there were actually two old men at the very top of the Tower of Divinity. One was the same spirit who had met with Felix, Alaife. The other, who bore a striking resemblance to him, was the spirit of the Tower of Babel, Delic.Both of them stood with respectful expressions, their gazes fixed ahead, toward a man with an almost delicate beauty.Yes, a man—his features were soft and symmetrical, and his skin was so pale that it looked almost ethereal, nearly impossible to describe in words."Sir," the two spirits said in unison, bowing low.If anyone had seen this moment, they would've been absolutely shaken—because it meant that the man standing before them was the true master of both towers."The Star-Seers… No matter how vast the cosmos becomes, they always manage to find the next savior. After all these years, even I haven't figured out how they do it," the soft-featured man murmured with admiration. Alaife replied, "With your divine insight, sir, if Fel

At this point, the area beneath the Towers was no longer bustling with crowds like before. The only two people still waiting around were Julius and Xenon. They both knew Felix had to come out today, no matter what. It wasn't until sunset that Felix finally appeared."Felix, I thought you were planning to drop out of the finals altogether," Julius said.Felix frowned at first, but he managed a weak smile when he realized who was speaking. "Oh, it's you guys. You've been waiting for me?""Obviously! Come on, let's grab a drink. The finals start tomorrow," Julius said.Felix nodded and followed them, still slightly dazed. To him, it felt like nearly two years had passed. He'd already lost a month early on, so technically, it had been a year and ten months. Felix had stayed so long inside the Tower of Divinity without feeling tired or hungry—it was like Alaife had somehow suppressed those needs. He had frowned earlier because, after all that time, he had managed to create his own cul

Each of the floating islands had people gathered on them, but the front row—closest to the thick white mist—was lined with ornate thrones. It was clear at a glance that anyone sitting on those thrones wasn't your average bystander.Behind the thrones, more spectators hovered midair, suspended in the sky as if gravity didn't apply to them. However, every single person had their eyes locked on the white mist ahead. On one of the islands, a pair of twins sat side by side on their thrones, engaged in quiet conversation. The younger twin, Diego Sweeney, leaned toward his brother and asked, "Galileo, have you made up your mind on your bet? The finals are about to kick off."Galileo Sweeney replied calmly, "Chelsea's odds are way too low. There's no point betting on her—I want to go big.""Fair. No one expected Star Alliance to shake things up by bringing in the Towers. With that kind of data, it's pretty obvious Chelsea will win. But if that's how you feel, who are you putting your mone

There was one more rule—contestants weren't allowed to stop moving unless they were in combat. It didn't matter if you walked slowly or sprinted, as long as you kept moving, you were safe. This was to prevent anyone from camping out inside buildings to avoid fights; while others could still sense your presence if they passed nearby, it would definitely reduce the chances of being challenged.Felix chose to walk at a normal pace, taking his time to admire the massive architecture of Cliffspire. All around him were crumbling ruins and fractured stone walls, hinting at just how many brutal battles this place had seen in the past.From time to time, Felix found himself wondering just how advanced Star Alliance technology had become. A single Starmark could instantly teleport someone between planets—just that alone was something Earth could never achieve, even with 1000 more years of development.Yet even with all that tech, Star Alliance still valued one thing above all else—personal