Broken Tower Saga : The First Swordsman
The Maha Tower or The Broken Tower of Omega—some call it. It is a place of Dream, a place of myth, and a place of Chaos. Only a thousand among many get the chance to climb it each year. Wrik spent years to find this tower, ignoring his studies, University, but to no avail. Until a day when a letter came to his door with a pair of tickets to the tower. But before that, he had to appear in gruesome trials to enter the cruel Tower. ________________ Check out the other works: Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis. ________________ [The novel is a bit slow compared to other webnovel. It picks up the pace from the 10th chapter or so.]
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The call ended, and the Judge collected himself back after two brief seconds. For some reason, the mist had thickened further during the brief call, but the judge, Inquisitors or the participants were too busy to notice them as what just transpired here.
One of the ten High Seats. A peak level existence of the trial just called to save the asses of a few novice climbers. The Tower had not seen this type of incident for years or ever.
"Judge Nikier," asked one of the inquisitors in a hesitant tone. They were not so sure about the situation and could only let the one in charge here decide.
The elderly man, who now had an ugly scowl on his face, gave a last look towards Wrik and Scythe. Probably calculating the chances of everything going wrong. At least, with the huge advantage in place, Scythe would win the Little War, and as for the rest, he had to take care of later.