Blood Festival (4)

The realm that had once seemed impossibly distant was beginning to come into view.

Floor 600 was only a hundred floors above the starting point for the old hands.

“...”

But this was no time for complacency.

This would be the last time I grew this much in an instant.

I had filled all my equipment slots, and my enhancement efficiency had reached its peak.

There was no way I could expect this kind of growth from the next Golden Carriage.

Besides, the higher I climbed, the harder it would become to break through my limits and grow.

Don’t get carried away. Floor 600, my ass. I’d only scratched the tenth layer—I hadn’t shattered it.

And there was one more thing I wanted to test on the wall right now...