"How could the training become so hard all of the sudden?"
In previous years, they only had to pass 1,000 levels in the Dark Beast Tower.
Now, it was directly multiplied ten times! What's more, they only have three months! How could they possibly complete this challenge?
The Dark Beast Tower wasn't some ascension game where enemies grew stronger with each level. It was a marathon they couldn't pause.
Every level pitted them against enemies roughly equal to their strength, varying only in type and environment.
The catch? Though their health and energy reset each level, they had only one life.
Die, and their progress reset to the beginning.
Even a battle-hardened warrior would crumble under an endless wave of dark beasts, let alone a group of greenhorn elites.
Passing 10,000 levels without dying? Even a machine would break from such relentless strain.
"Alright, no need to complain. Just do your best," Zeke said with a flat tone.
