Chapter 221: Arriving at the 50th Floor Again
Orion’s ascent through the Tower of Myths had transformed into an exhilarating symphony of combat, spellcraft, and instinctual precision.
From the thirtieth floor onward, he began actively employing his Dragon Instinct, heightening every reflex and sharpening his senses to near perfection.
The arena shifted constantly, adapting its environment and opponents to challenge his adaptability and versatility.
On the thirty-fifth floor, Orion stood within a mist-shrouded cavern, its chill seeping into his bones as he faced a dual-element mage wielding Ice and Wind.
The Echo conjured freezing cyclones that roared with deafening fury, yet Orion countered swiftly.
Flames erupted from his mouth, the fierce heat from his "Drakefire Breath" dispersing the icy storm in a blazing wave. His mind remained calm, thoughts crystal clear amidst battle.
’Ice is troublesome,’ Orion mused inwardly, sidestepping sharp icicles that shattered like glass around him.
He swiftly cast "Velocity Strike," lightning coalescing around his blade as he surged forward, striking decisively. The Echo’s strong body vanished in sparks, prompting a satisfied nod.
Floor after floor, his opponents became increasingly fierce. On the forty-second floor, Orion confronted a robust Earth mage protected by multiple stone barriers.
Orion’s calm voice whispered "Emerald Blade," wood mana sharpening the edges of his sword into a vibrant green sheen that sliced effortlessly through the stone defenses.
Each victory bolstered his confidence.