Chapter 718: Chapter 24: Yega Titan Python

Watching the clear prompts emerging on the system panel, sensing the additional heavy and profound knowledge inheritance on the field of Domain in his mind, Lynch’s lips involuntarily curved into a smile of gratification and satisfaction.

The cultivation of Knowledge Law is far more arduous than the accumulation of spiritual power.

It requires a deep understanding, comprehension, and reconstruction of the essence of cosmic rules. Each level of progress means overcoming countless intricate puzzles and integrating vast amounts of knowledge fragments.

It is said that the majority of Domain Wizards fail to touch the threshold of rules precisely because they are hindered by the insurmountable mountain of Knowledge Law, unable to glimpse the summit despite exhausting the years.

Even with a system panel capable of quantifying skill levels and assisting learning, to elevate Knowledge Law, Lynch still needs to invest immense time and energy, painstakingly researching, accumulating, and comprehending bit by bit.

Before entering the Lost Tower, he was prepared to spend hundreds, even thousands of years slowly constructing this towering edifice of rules.

Yet now, the harvest within this Lost Tower over the mere decades far surpasses the total accumulation of his past centuries!

Such a pace of improvement is truly dreamlike. Even if he were to leave the Lost Tower immediately, the benefits of this tower expedition would be worth far more than expected, enough to take a firm and significant step on the long road to becoming a Rule Wizard.

“No wonder the quota here is so precious, enticing countless wizards to compete fiercely…” Lynch once again marveled genuinely in his heart.

He clearly understands the quota distribution mechanism of the Lost Tower. The quota is comprehensively determined based on factors such as the overall strength of each Witch Domain, contribution, and influence within the Supreme Council.

Apart from the Four Great Witch Realms, which can steadily secure fixed quotas, all other Witch Domains obtain quotas that are unstable; they might manage to snag one or two in one instance and have none in the next.

The interval between each opening of the Lost Tower is as long as a thousand years! Missing one nearly means missing an entire era.

Even as one of the Four Great Witch Realms, Fran only obtains a very limited quota.

In this most fiercely competitive stage of the Domain level, Fran secures only three quotas. Behind each quota lies intense competition from countless top talents within, as well as maneuvering and balancing of various forces.

Yet Fran allocated such a precious quota to him, who cannot truly be considered local. Lynch can entirely imagine the internal pressure to withstand, the need for balance and sacrifice.

Rewards should follow effort!

Lynch is a person who remembers kindness, and he will certainly keep this favor in his heart.

After catching a breath, Vanilla gracefully leaped down from a giant withered tree, toppled by the aftermath of battle, twirling the ancient Cross Sword in her hand, flicking away non-existent stains, and stowed it away.

She lifted her hand, smoothing the sweat-dampened fiery red hair on her forehead, exhaling deeply, “Finally defeated it, this fellow was truly obstinate, with rough skin, thick flesh, and astonishingly strong strength.”

Kong also appeared close by, her aura slightly fluctuating, clearly the large-scale Space Imprisonment earlier had taken quite a toll.

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She approached, nodding approvingly, “Indeed, ever since entering this Lost Tower, it’s the first time encountering an opponent requiring such great effort and precise cooperation.” Recalling the giant anaconda rolling like a mountain range, she still felt unsettled.

Lynch withdrew the fluctuating Power of Laws around him, the radiance of the Blue Heart Magic Wand in his hand became restrained. He calmly spoke, “After all, it’s a World Species—the Coconut Python, and it’s a late Domain existence at its peak of strength. Being difficult to handle is normal.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the mud swamp where the python sunk, his tone carried a deeper understanding, “Actually, the Coconut Python here is just an energy manifestation formed by the rules governing this tower.”

Looking at his two companions, he supplemented, “The true Coconut Python is far more than merely possessing the World Species’s bloodline power and enormous body. They are a wise race with considerable intelligence; their cunning, combat wisdom, and utilization of their own power are incomparably beyond these constructs acting on instinctive rule compliance. That’s the truly formidable existence.”

Vanilla heard this and clicked her tongue, imagining the terrifying true Coconut Python before shaking off that thought, refocusing on the present, and asked, “That tough nut is cracked, this must be the last area of the 94th Floor, right?”

Kong said nothing, instead raising her fingers again, deftly gesturing in the air.

Gentle light swiftly interwove, forming a detailed three-dimensional map of the Broken Swamp on the 94th Floor. It has become a routine for the three of them on every floor: prioritizing familiarizing with the overall environment, dividing regions, and then efficiently sweeping according to plan.

On the map, most areas have been marked with blue, representing “cleared.”

As Kong lightly tapped her finger on the area where the battle had just ended, rendering it bright blue, the entire three-dimensional map instantly became blue, with no trace left.

Kong carefully confirmed again, then nodded confidently, “Indeed, cleanup is complete. The area up front with the most peculiar energy fluctuation is the entrance to the 95th Floor.”

“Fantastic!”

Vanilla revealed a joyful expression, clapping her hands eagerly, “Finally reaching the top! It’s said that above the 95th Floor is the domain of Rule Wizards; I wonder if the entrance will have anything special? Let’s go quickly!”

Her curiosity and desire for new challenges overpowered the fatigue from the intense battle just now, and she wanted to be the first to head forward.

Lynch and Kong also adjusted their mood, ready to follow, heading towards the final stop of this Domain level.

However, just as the three were about to move, Lynch’s steps suddenly halted!

His brows instantly furrowed, a sharp light flashed in his gray eyes, quickly turning toward a direction behind them veiled by dense miasma and twisted withered trees, speaking seriously, “Wait! There’s something over there!”

An abnormal spiritual power fluctuation, though extremely faint and fleeting, was clearly perceived by his keen perception, like a stone tossed into a calm lake. In this Broken Swamp, which had just undergone a battle and ought to be silent as death, this sudden fluctuation seemed exceedingly abrupt and suspicious.

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