Chapter 261: Resurrection Altar

Chapter 261: Resurrection Altar



Within the depths of the crypt, the eight-petaled wings cut through the rows of undead skeletons with ease, as if they were slicing through butter.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Adam was in the middle of the grinding for experience points.

After the fight with Xerxus, he realized that he was still lacking in level, but not only that, his combat skills with his wings were mediocre at best.

When he was trying to go to sleep last night, he kept thinking about what he should improve before facing Xerxus once again.

He came to the conclusion that his wings were his trump card in fights.

To combat the skeleton chains that were protecting Xerxus, he had to use his wings to fight more efficiently. Thus, he began training and finding ways to fight with them.

The eight-petaled wings cut, pierced, stabbed, and smashed into the skeletons.

Since their tips were very sharp, they could be used for stabbing. They also had very sharp edges that could be used for cutting and slicing.

They were like perfect weapons.

So far, he'd been using them mostly for defensive purposes, where the wings also excelled perfectly, but he knew they could also be deadly in an offensive attack.

After heading deeper into the crypt, leaving behind destroyed skeletons in his wake, he noticed that the temperature suddenly dropped.

It felt like the air around him was thick with an icy chill that seemed to seep into his bones.

At that moment, the walls started closing it.

Two of the petaled wings stabbed into the wall and stopped it from closing any further. The doors in the wall disappeared within the wall. The wall looked dusty and smooth. However, at the end of the short hallway, a strange altar appeared.

It had already some sacrifices of blood, skulls, and bones on it, but there was also a single candle that flickered against the cold air.

'I feel like the altar is trying to talk to me. I wonder what's this...'

While he'd been reading about the 50th floor on the internet, he hadn't heard anything about any strange altars appearing from nowhere.

At that moment, the walls stopped trying to close in, and Adam retracted the wings back to his body and took a short breath before approaching the altar.

However, when he was only one meter away from the altar, his eyelids turned heavy as if he had suddenly turned sleepy.

'Alastor... of course...'

His body collapsed right in front of the altar, succumbing to the overwhelming exhaustion that had suddenly overtaken him.

...

The crimson waves crashed against the shore as Adam appeared by the cliff, his eyes slowly opening wide enough to see the entirety of the horizon stretching out before him.

"What did I say about this?" Adam clicked his tongue. "What if the walls start to close in again? I would get crushed while we're chit-chatting about!"

"Haha, calm down." Alastor walked over to him, his dark coat fluttering around him. "So, you found the altar, huh?"

door emerged.

It seemed to have emerged straight from the wall with the doorknob and all.

'A hidden door?'

Adam, with a frown, approached the door, turned the doorknob, and found stairs leading up

somewhere.

After opening his inventory, he brought out a lantern and lit it up with a matchstick.

With the yellowish glow illuminating the way, he stepped onto the stairs, and headed up.

After about thirty steps traveled, he reached the top of the stairs, and there was a dirt-made

ceiling stopping him from traveling any further.

There wasn't a door, hatch, or anything else in sight.

Adam touched the ceiling, and it was clearly made out of dirt, as if this ceiling was actually

ground on the surface.

'The surface? Could it be that this is the way to leave this crypt?!'

Adam felt his breath turn erratic.

He hadn't heard about anyone leaving the 50th floor's crypt before, as everyone expected that

to be the floor and nothing else.

The wings sprouted from his back, and he started stabbing them through the dirt ground to

get to the surface.

After a short moment, a moonlight peeked through the path, and Adam immediately returned

the wings back to his body and jumped through the ceiling.

With the jump, he went straight through the dirt ground and appeared outside, but was

instantly hit by a cold chill of night air.

With his feet landing on the grass, he looked into the sky and saw a beautiful moon shining

over him.

The moon was big, as if it were right next to this bubble of the world he was in.

'Amazing...'