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.]
"For the way of the battle, I choose the fairest way. A duel without Maha mana." Arjamith's voice reverberated in the space.
Wrik sucked in a cold breath. And he was not the only one. Lily, who was doing her job, was the same. The tall came to her senses before anyone. She sighed once and asked Wrik.
"Does the challenger agree with it?"
Wrik let out a breath self-consciously. "I do," he said. He did not know in which way it appeared a fair battle to Arjamith. The only thing Wrik was convinced, he was better than him was mana application but by the privilege, Arjamith crippled that. But there was no turning back now. Lily had already gambled her life on it, even not fully aware of his plan.