Nameless King

When Agnes looked at Wain to see the power of his soul, at first, she thought she was blind. She found it hard to breathe, and all she could see was the pitch-black darkness emanating from Wain's body.

It seemed to Agnes that she was in the center of the abyss, in its farthest and darkest corners. Because of such a dense and boundless layer of darkness, she could not even see Wain's Soul Altar.

But that didn't stop her. Agnes wanted to see the soul in his Soul Altar, no matter what it cost her.

She concentrated and tried to penetrate that darkness, but suddenly she saw a massive silhouette. It looked like an insurmountable peak, something beyond her comprehension.

The silhouette pointed its hand toward her and squeezed it forcefully. That's when Agnes began to gasp. It wasn't a physical impact. The silhouette's hand squeezed her soul as if in a tight vice that could not be released.

All Agnes could do was undo her skill. Whereupon she collapsed exhausted to the ground and tried to catch her breath. She had never experienced anything like this before. In the dozens of years she had been here, she had never seen a soul so horrible.

At this time, Wain emerged from the courtyard and headed toward the pagoda. The pagoda was three kilometers away. It was not very far, and Wain would get there very quickly by running.

'Hmm, I need to get to the very top. Exactly where are the soul and the pearl of the soul I need? I'm sure it won't be easy. An eerie and ancient aura emanates from this pagoda. Even the area around it looks as if I should expect nothing but death there'. Wain thought.

After a while, Wain approached the entrance to the pagoda. It was a huge and tall building. Wain was going to go upstairs as fast as he could.

But, even on the first floor, enemies were waiting for him. They were beings composed of dark energy. They looked like knights from the Middle Ages. They were equipped in the same armor. Each of these monsters had a weapon, which they dragged along the ground, making an eerie rattle.

There were only ten of these creatures on the first floor. A single black sphere hovered above each of their heads.

'Judging by the height of this pagoda, there are over a hundred stories. Does it make sense for me to fight them?' Wain thought.

He understood that there was an insanely strong opponent waiting for him at the very top. Therefore, he had to save as much strength as possible.

Moreover, apart from his stats and his skills, Wain had nothing. He had already spent all his expendable items, which in theory could help him defeat the enemy at the top.

Wain decided to do just that: he wanted to get past these dark knights. But as he entered the pagoda grounds, a dark mist appeared in the hall.

The dark mist completely enveloped the entire room, thus closing off all exits. Wain tried to break the fog with his sword and get out, but he was unsuccessful. Moreover, one of the knights had already attacked him by that time.

Wain abruptly turned around and sliced the monster apart with a single swing. The Plasma Destruction Sword was many times more powerful than its previous version. As the blade sliced the dark knight's body in two, its flesh froze due to the cold, black plasma at the sword's tip.

The white soul instantly flew into Wain's body.

[Soul of Fallen Knight (Destroyed)

Chronicle: Primary

Rating: Common]

'Nothing worthwhile. I can leave it for now and not use it.' Wain thought.

Wain didn't wait long and decided to deal with all the knights quickly. He swung his arm, and his plasma sword shattered nine knights in a matter of seconds. Nine white souls flew into Wain's body, and then the dark fog dissipated.

"I made it past the first floor of a hundred. Killing monsters on all floors will be problematic. I need to get to the top another way." Mumbled Wain and walked out of the pagoda.

He came up with a plan to get to the top without killing monsters on every floor. The method was straightforward. Wain wanted to climb to the top floor from the outside.

Wain jumped to the top of the first floor and didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. But when he tried to jump up to the second floor, a dark fog appeared and threw Wain aside. He tried to cut through the dark fog and climb higher, but he failed.

"Yeah, hoping for such a simple solution was too naive, though. Hmm, then I need to conserve energy, or perhaps I can rest on the floors? I still have food and water." Mumbled Wain and made his way down to the first floor.

He went up to the second floor. A dark fog reappeared behind him when he did.

There were exactly the same dark knights on the second floor, but there were twenty of them this time.

Nothing but the number had changed. Like the last time, Wain swung his arm a couple of times, and the plasma sword sliced the dark skeletons apart.

Twenty white souls flew into Wain's body at once. All of them were Destroyed, but Wain was not upset.

"If I kill all the monsters on a hundred floors, I'll get a huge amount of Soul Essence. Maybe I can level up once or twice before I get to the top." Mumbled Wain.

Following Wain headed to the third floor. There was nothing of interest there. Knight was not twenty, but thirty. That was the end of the differences. Exactly the same situation was on the fourth and fifth floors.

Altogether, Wain had already gained one hundred and fifty souls. In some ways, that was a lot, but Wain didn't think so. All of those souls were Common Rating. Moreover, the dark knights were very weak opponents.

Two monsters in strength could be considered Common Rating, but that didn't mean they were equally strong. One of them could be much stronger than the other. This meant that for the soul of the stronger monster, one would get more Soul Essence.

So even though Wain killed a hundred and fifty knights and got a lot of Common Rating Souls, he wouldn't get very much Soul Essence.

Wain did not rest. He spent almost no energy killing these monsters. The plasma sword hovered around him. Not even a scratch appeared on the sword, so for now, Wain had nothing to worry about.

'But, it's only five stories out of a hundred. I wonder what awaits me next? Am I about to face six dozen knights at once? That would be too boring, wouldn't it?' Wain pondered as he ascended to the sixth floor.

To his surprise, there was only one opponent on the sixth floor. It was a broad knight with a large axe in his hands. Unlike the knights on the lower floors, two black spheres were flying over his head.

'Perhaps these spheres signify the complexity of the monster? I'm going to check it out now.' Thought Wain and swung his hand.

The plasma sword flew toward the knight, but unlike the previous ones, this monster managed to react to this attack. The knight stepped aside to avoid the plasma sword, but it didn't save him for long.

Wain swung his arm, and the weapon pierced the monster and then sliced it in two.

"He's stronger, but not by much. Those knights were no different from dolls. Perhaps even an ordinary man without superpowers could defeat them. It's only the sixth floor, though. I'll probably start meeting dangerous opponents on the seventieth or eightieth floor." Mumbled Wain and went on.

From the seventh to the tenth floor inclusive, was nothing dangerous. The number of wide knights was just increasing, but Wain was not a problem. In total, for these floors, he got fifteen souls of these knights.

They were also Common Rating, but they contained more Soul Essence since these monsters were slightly stronger.

When Wain went up to the eleventh floor, he was surprised. Since there were no platforms between the eleventh and twenty-first floors, only a tall, circular staircase up.

Wain looked around and noticed various paintings on the walls up to the twenty-first floor. They were nothing more than decorations, but Wain didn't think so.

'There was nothing like that on the previous floors. There's no logic to it. These paintings are some trap.' Thought Wain and swung his hand.

To Wain's surprise, as the sword pierced the painting, three creepy ghosts flew out of the painting. They were angry and furious that Wain had disturbed them. But, Wain didn't care about the feelings of such pathetic creatures.

He swung his arm, and the plasma sword swiftly shattered the three ghosts. The three white souls flew into Wain's body.

[Soul of Ghost

Chronicle: Primary

Rating: Common]

"Ghosts... That already sounds pretty interesting, but they are insanely weak." Wain muttered and began to destroy one painting after another.

After a couple of seconds, more than a hundred ghosts were flying toward him. A normal person would probably be scared of them, but anyone who could kill a mutated zombie wouldn't be afraid of them.

When the distance between Wain and the ghosts shrank, he swung his arm, and the plasma sword began to cut the monsters apart.

Some ghosts tried to escape through the walls, but Wain reacted in time and prevented them from doing so.

"Dummies," Wain said coldly and began to climb the stairs. More than a hundred white souls flew into his body.