Climbing the Tower to Be a God With 10x Gacha System

"You have a powerful flame, young man, and I must say it is admirable, so powerful that I instinctively want to avoid your attack."

The smile on Vladimir's face at these words made it seem he appreciated James.

"I still couldn't keep up with you, Master Vladimir," James said.

Vladimir's eyes filled with curiosity when he said these words.

"I wonder how much potential someone has to obtain one of the flames of hell," Vladimir thought, and indeed the curiosity in his eyes was enormous.

Where that curiosity would lead was another matter.

When James realised that his attack had been in vain, he suddenly chose to turn his attention to attacks from a distance, or perhaps attacks that could slow Vladimir down.

As the flame on his sword turned white, he swung his sword from a distance and a cloud of white flame shot towards the vampire.

Vladimir dodged the attack, the white flame perhaps not hitting him, but strangely he could feel his body burning from the inside.

Suddenly, however, something happened that James had not expected. A huge energy surged from Vladimir's body.

"A vampire...using aura?" James questioned himself.

Hearing these words, Vladimir smiled and said, "Didn't anyone tell you? I am a Sun Vampire. I use the sun's aura, boil my blood, and spread it. I thought you would have heard about it from his children."

James shook his head as he heard those words and realised that the vampire in front of him had no animosity towards him, which made it all the more strange, he was a vampire...and one who had betrayed Desmond.

It didn't make sense that after only a few million years, his hatred for the person who had put him here and his bloodline would have subsided.

Yet James knew very clearly that if he wanted to leave this room, if he wanted to leave this dungeon, Vladimir the Sun Vampire had to die.

It was with these thoughts in mind that James noticed that Vladimir's speed had strangely dropped a little, perhaps because he had been trapped here for so long that he had weakened.

James suddenly took a few steps back as he realised this, and with that, he began to swirl his mana and aura around his body.

Suddenly, he threw Selene's Throwing Knife, which he had taken out of his inventory, towards Vladimir, while continuing to rotate the mana and aura in his body.

Vladimir caught the incoming blade in mid-air with his aura, and with that, his attention turned back to James in front of him.

"What are you trying to do?" Vladimir suddenly asked, the curiosity and surprise in his gaze strangely intriguing.

James said nothing, he had already accomplished what he wanted to do, and he had become much better at spinning his aura and mana around his body.

Suddenly the holy sword stabbed Clarent forwards and then released all the energy that had been gathered.

Vladimir was taken aback by the energy that was coming towards him. He was too slowed down to avoid the attack. This colourful beam that was coming at him was really fast enough to hit him.

So he opened his palm to meet the attack and prepared to gather all his aura in his arm and disperse it out of his body.

"BOOM!!!!"

The sound of an explosion came as James' attack collided with Vladimir's, and a huge cloud of dust rose in this flaming room.

"Cough!!!"

"COUGH!!!"

James coughed repeatedly at the huge cloud of dust rising and then took a few steps backwards, returning to his fighting stance to be in a state of readiness.

"So that was you..."

James was suddenly startled by the sound coming from within the dust cloud and then watched as the dust cloud dissipated as if it had never existed.

There was a small puddle of blood on the floor, James had somehow managed to make Vladimir's palm bleed a little.

"I don't understand what you're trying to say," James suddenly said, thinking that he needed to buy time for his Transition ability, and he believed that he should wait, ready to use his Aura of Chaos ability just in case.

"Desmond...even before the war with the gods, when we were conquering little by little floors and killing some gods and goddesses, he used to say it all the time. How powerful Aura and Magic could be together. He was constantly practising the offensive arts. He even created a claw art for me and a staff art for Juliet."

As Vladimir said these words, he suddenly lunged towards James.

James tried to avoid it by using the element of time, but there was no way he could. Once he opened and closed his eyes, he realised that he had already hit one of the walls of the room and had fallen to the floor.

There was no sound, James hadn't even realised he'd been hit, it was incredibly absurd to think that the man in front of him was the one who had just failed to recover from the attack.

"COUGHSK!!!"

James had barely lifted his head and tried to look at Vladimir when he coughed up a handful of blood on the floor.

Vladimir had a strange smile on his face as if to show that he could kill James at any moment and that he was no better than an ant.

"You're still too weak...you're becoming the person Desmond wants to create, even if you're doing it little by little, even if your destiny is changing, that's the certain outcome."

"I...have---no idea.....what you are...saying..."

James uttered these words, albeit rather forcefully, and with it Vladimir's voice was heard once more:

"A strong reality, a reality that everyone hopes can be sustained and in which humans and all races can finally live together. That was Desmond's dream. He realised part of it, but he was human, and even if the long life had somehow reached him, it would have been his undoing when he realised he was no longer human. And then you would be the next to come, whenever that might be. I know what Desmond wanted to do, I know it all."

These words made everything more complicated.