550 I’m going to build a tower
A new SSSSS-rated conquer.
For Mike, this wasn't his first ti experiencing such a feat.
As he left the Tower of Truth, the others automatically returned to his private space.
Mike didn't linger long in the Core City of Truth either.
Without Maxen, Wolf's Den had lost much of its appeal for Mike.
So, he headed straight back to the Forest of Truth, making his way toward the Tower of Truth.
A white cloud was already waiting for him.
Mike sat on the cloud.
As the cloud lifted off, Mike couldn't help but feel like he was riding Nimbus, fulfilling a childhood dream.
"Maybe I should get one of these for myself soday..."
In the ti it took for that thought to pass, Mike had already arrived outside the 99th floor.
After logging in, Mike greeted his usual chat buddy.
"Good evening."
"Evening."
After the customary greetings, Mike brought up the topic of the apocalypse.
This was the biggest revelation he had gained from his recent tower run.
And the more Mike learned, the more questions he had.
"It's true," Apollo confird.
Facts were facts—there was no need to deny them.
Mike pressed further.
"How long until the apocalypse?"
In Mike's mind, this kind of event was usually far off in the future.
When they had built the Tower of Truth, it had taken thousands, even tens of thousands of years.
The Tower of Truth had only been on Earth for 300 years.
Surely, the apocalypse was still 70,000 or 80,000 years away, right?
Even if it wasn't that far off, surely the human race had at least 1,000 years left?
After all, defeating the Supre Demon God required nine generations of potential Supre Beings.
Mike's generation was only the fourth.
There were still five more generations to go, and if each generation took 100 years, that would require at least 500 years.
And that was the bare minimum!
If sothing went wrong with the human race's Supre Being legacy, that tiline could be extended even further.
500 years might seem like a long ti for an individual's lifespan.
But in the context of the human race's struggle against the Supre Demon God, 500 years was just the blink of an eye!
Thinking they could defeat the world's most powerful enemy in just a few days was nothing short of a pipe dream.
"I haven't calculated it," Apollo said after a mont of thought. Then he added, "I'll calculate it now."
For Apollo, the apocalypse wasn't sothing he needed to worry about.
There were two types of apocalypses.
The first was cyclical, irreversible, and all-encompassing.
This type of apocalypse would destroy the entire cosmos, leaving no place to hide.
But avoiding it was simple.
Just stay in the Tower of Truth.
Apollo lived on the 99th floor of the Tower of Truth, which had been specifically built as a refuge from the apocalypse.
The second type of apocalypse was even simpler:
The Supre Demon God manifesting in the world.
That was sothing Apollo faced every day.
If it weren't for Apollo, it would have already happened.
So,
Apollo had never bothered to calculate when the first type of apocalypse would occur.
It was a boring task, and there was no need to do it.
But since Thor had asked, and it wasn't a big deal, Apollo decided to calculate it casually.
No harm in that.
Listening to Apollo, Mike nodded and fell silent.
In his mind, performing divination was sothing that required extre focus and couldn't be interrupted.
So,
Thor, sitting on the white cloud, remained unusually quiet.
"Go ahead and keep talking," Apollo said.
Clearly, Apollo's performing divination was different from what Mike had imagined.
Multitasking was probably just routine for Apollo.
Mike asked a few more questions about the Heavenly Realm.
Apollo shook his head.
"I don't know much about the Heavenly Realm."
He had spent all these years watching the mortal realm.
Overlooking the mortal realm was boring enough.
Naturally, he hadn't had much opportunity to observe the Heavenly Realm.
Besides,
Apollo had no interest in the Heavenly Realm.
The human race's Supre Beings throughout history had never cared much for that place.
Mike's interest in the Heavenly Realm stemd from his curiosity about whether he could squeeze so profit out of it...
After getting nowhere with that line of questioning, Mike changed the subject, asking about the current situation with Shadow Nine and the others.
Maxen and Shadow Three had spotted Shadow Nine, Calderon, and Afterskin while surveying the Supre Abyssal.
This information had naturally been relayed to the human race's rear guard.
The secrecy level of the information was extrely high.
But Mike's access to information was in a league of its own.
And since this involved Shadow Nine, the news had been delivered to Mike imdiately.
When it ca to Shadow Nine, Mike did most of the talking while Apollo listened.
"By the way, third bro, Shadow Nine once lied to about two things..."
Mike had been dwelling on this for a long ti, eager to find out what those two lies were.
In the past, whenever Mike brought it up, Apollo had always avoided the topic.
But this ti,
Apollo gave a different answer!
19:50
"When you return from the Void Maelstrom, I'll tell you."
Mike: ???
He wanted to ask, Does going there for just one second count?
After thinking it over, Mike decided to drop the idea.
Besides,
Mike's current survival rate in the Void Maelstrom was far too low!
Even going there for just one second would be a life-threatening risk, and that was sothing Mike couldn't accept.
Since Apollo had made a promise, Mike decided to put his mind at ease.
Once he raised his survival rate to 100%, he would venture into the Void Maelstrom. When he returned, not only would his strength have skyrocketed, but he would also finally learn what Shadow Nine had lied about...
Apollo's words not only reassured Mike but also conveyed another ssage.
He was encouraging Mike to go to the Void Maelstrom.
Curious, Mike asked,
"Have you been there?"
Apollo shook his head.
"No."
"Why not?"
The mont the question left his mouth, Mike regretted it.
He already knew the answer.
Apollo's voice echoed from the tower, calm and indifferent.
"Boring."
Of course!
The familiar Apollo, with his familiar attitude!
"Done calculating."
Apollo suddenly spoke.
Earlier, Mike had asked Apollo how long it would be until the apocalypse.
Apollo had said he would calculate it.
Now, he had the answer.
Apollo spoke calmly.
"100 years."
100 years?
A question mark appeared above Mike's head.
That's... not what I expected!
100 years was enough ti for Mike to beco a Supre Being, and he'd still have 99 years left.
And then what?
Mike had never imagined that Apollo would co up with such a result!
After hearing this conclusion, Mike didn't question it.
Apollo's performing divination had always been accurate.
And when it ca to major events like this, it was hard to manipulate the outco.
Apollo wasn't the type to lie.
Mike had always trusted Apollo's reliability.
Without doubting Apollo,
Mike tried to push back a little, asking,
"So... does it really take nine generations of Supre Beings to kill the Supre Demon God?"
Mike was the fourth generation.
In 100 years, there might be ti for one more generation, making it five.
But that still left four generations unaccounted for. How could they possibly manage that?
Apollo's answer remained unchanged.
"It must be nine generations."
Mike wasn't ready to give up.
"Is there a way to defeat the Supre Demon God within 100 years?"
"Yes."
This ti, Apollo's answer sent a shock through Mike's heart.
There's hope?
Before Mike could ask more, Apollo spoke again.
"But I don't know how."
Apollo had already said before that there was no such thing as omniscience, and he certainly wasn't omniscient.
Still,
Just knowing that there was a way was enough for Mike!
100 years...
If Mike could awaken the Eye of Truth nine tis, he should be able to find a solution.
But...
There was another problem.
Even if Mike could accelerate the birth of the human race's Supre Beings,
He would still have to face a harsh reality—while the fifth generation of potential Supre Beings was growing, soone would need to confront the Supre Demon God head-on.
Just as Apollo had done while Mike was growing.
Thor wasn't afraid of intimidation. When it was ti to act, he acted!
Morpheus and Ares had both fought the Supre Demon God twice, and neither had made any mistakes!
In fact,
The more Mike learned about the strength of the human race's Supre Beings,
The more he understood the terrifying power of the Supre Demon God!
And it would be the sa for Mike's generation.
In three months, the inevitable battle between Apollo and the Supre Demon God would take place...
"Nine generations... where am I supposed to find nine generations?" Mike muttered, rubbing his face in frustration.
"If you go to the Heavenly Realm, you'll live," Apollo said, clearly sensing Mike's thoughts.
"That's not the issue..." Mike sighed.
He wasn't the type to cling to life out of fear of death.
Going to the Heavenly Realm wasn't an option he was considering, at least not right now.
However,
Mike knew that the path ahead, both for himself and for the human race, was one filled with challenges.
"I'm tired."
From within the tower, a yawn echoed.
Clearly, performing divination had taken a toll on Apollo as well.
"Get so rest. I'm going to go think things over."
Mike felt like he needed so ti to process everything.
...
After returning to his private space,
Mike spent a long ti in deep thought, trying to digest the shocking revelations from his conversation with Apollo.
What should I do?
Faced with the sudden threat of the apocalypse, Mike was at a loss.
For once, the Eye of Truth offered a reasonable suggestion:
[Why not learn from those who ca before you?]
[Trust in the wisdom of the ancients!]
The ancients?
Mike imdiately understood what the Eye of Truth was referring to.
The last ti the apocalypse had occurred, Truth had gathered the power of the Nine Races to build the Tower of Truth!
That had been their thod of surviving the tribulation.
And it was sothing Mike could use as a reference!
Build a tower of my own?
Mike not only needed to learn from the wisdom of the ancients but also find ways to improve upon it!
After a mont of contemplation, Mike suddenly spoke.
"I'm going to build a tower."
The mont those words left his mouth, everyone around him was shocked!
"What did you say?!"
Dracula was genuinely traumatized!
The thing he regretted most in his life was building a tower!
And now Thor wanted to build another one?
Is there no end to this?
Enough is enough!
Why does everyone love building towers so much?
Are you all playing so kind of tower defense ga?!
Aside from Dracula, the others also had strange reactions.
Vladimir muttered under his breath,
"This guy might be Truth reincarnated..."
The last ti the apocalypse had occurred, a great con artist had convinced everyone to build a tower.
Thor was acting just like that con artist.
And knowing Thor, he would probably succeed...
The last tower had been called the Tower of Truth.
What would this one be called?
Thor's Tower?
Sylvanas shook her head slightly, denying the idea.
"I've seen Truth. He's definitely not Thor."
Clearly, Sylvanas knew more of the inside story.
She even knew who Truth was and what his current state was.
anwhile, Dracula, the blood clan's representative, was completely clueless...
The ghost race, as part of the Middle Three Races, was clearly on a different level from the Lower Three Races like the blood clan.
Only Gabriel seed to be deep in thought.
Thor suddenly proposing to build a tower...
Could it an that the apocalypse was near?
The sa thought crossed everyone's mind.
They were all smart people, and they knew Thor well.
Building a tower was a ti-consuming, labor-intensive, and expensive endeavor. Thor wouldn't bring it up without a good reason.
Fool Master furrowed her brow, looking at Mike and asking,
"And then?"
Building a tower had to serve so purpose, right?
Fool Master was curious about Thor's plan.
"I'm going to use this tower to suppress the apocalypse..."
Mike had only a rough idea in his mind, so he described it briefly.
"This tower doesn't need to be too tall—just nine floors. When the ti cos, the nine generations of human Supre Beings can enter the tower."
The nine generations of human Supre Beings would defeat the Supre Demon God and then enter Thor's Tower to suppress the apocalypse...
It actually sounded like a decent plan!
After giving a brief description, Mike paused for a mont.
His gaze was firm as he spoke, one word at a ti.
"I will guard eight of the nine floors myself."
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