Super Righteous Player
Chapter 469 - 10 Tower of the Storm_1

Chapter 469: Chapter 10 Tower of the Storm_1

Maria did not directly feel Annan.

The Heart of Winter did not have such ability.

"It really is Annan!"

After listening carefully for a moment, Maria suddenly opened her eyes.

She "heard" Annan’s voice.

Yes, heard—when Annan got this close to her, Maria could already hear Annan’s voice.

Theoretically, the location of the Storm Tower is in the province of Saint Felix... that is to say, near the destination of Nigel’s journey, "Fortress of the Biting Winds."

The straight-line distance is really very close, less than twenty miles.

Of course, when we say "theoretically"...

That also means that if one were to actually follow a map to find it, it would be absolutely impossible to locate the Storm Tower.

The reason is simple.

The position of the Storm Tower is right above the specific location indicated on the map... by three thousand meters.

Unlike The Holy Nation, which is supported by giant mushroom-shaped mountain peaks and built high in the sky.

It is suspended in the void three thousand meters in the air.

This is very close to the altitude at which commercial airplanes fly.

Add to that the grey-white semi-transparent barriers that are produced by the "urban barrier" generators commonly referred to as Barrier Generators.

Ordinary people can’t even see the Storm Tower clearly, let alone reach it.

And the shape of the Storm Tower is also different from the traditional "tall tower" of the Heath Tower of Black.

—Because it is inverted.

The spire points downward, the base upward. At the very end of the spire, there’s a beam of nothingness, extending straight down toward the Frost Breath Wall and many small barriers below.

It’s more like some kind of spaceship than a "tower."

And at the spire of the Storm Tower, Maria is seated upside down, cross-legged at the unprotected top of the tower.

Her slightly blue-tinged silver-white hair hangs quietly at her waist, seemingly completely unaffected by the storms around her.

She is still wearing that white, gown-like long robe, and on her head, a hollow silver crown. Compared to when she was hunting the deserter she-wolf, the number of dragon scales on her body has increased even further.

Aside from her neck and ankles, the outsides of her wrists, jawbone, and calves are also covered with silver-white dragon scales.

On her forehead, two silver-white dragon horns have also grown.

But what’s strange is that, although she is inverted just like the tower, her hair and long dress don’t hang down toward the ground. It looks as if both she and the tower are mirrored images... like mirages.

Even though her entire body is exposed outside Grandmother’s breath of frost, she is not swallowed by the Mist.

Not because she can dodge the Mist.

Simply because at this altitude... there is no Mist at all.

The endless hurricanes surrounding the Storm Tower reach speeds of up to two hundred kilometers per hour—if they were to reach the ground, they could directly destroy a city.

That roar of wind, like a dragon’s bellow, even pulls the real sky outside the barrier, making it twisted. The funnel-shaped hurricane goes directly to the inverted base of the tower, providing energy for the Wizard’s Tower.

The Storm Tower, capable of flying at will, must also remain stationary, continuously extracting and digesting the storm energy left between heaven and earth.

If it were to leave even for a short while, the storm would grow rapidly.

This is because the surrounding world has been polluted by Elemental Power. At the core of this storm is no longer part of this world. It’s a "small part of The Void World" that has merged with the hole in this world.

A high concentration of Elemental Power is extremely corrosive to reality.

Just as Elemental Power can easily destroy defenses of matter or energy—back when Annan hadn’t advanced to Transcendent, his Frost Sword Technique was nearly absolutely lethal to Transcendents of bronze and even silver ranks.

Ordinary materials devoid of Elemental Power struggle to withstand Elemental Power.

And if the concentration of Elemental Power is too high, it will directly contaminate an area, transforming the surroundings into an environment suitable for itself.

The fourth Tower Master of the Storm Tower, Altas Frostword, is an extremely powerful Transcendent.

She is reverently known as the First Daughter of the Storm—she is also the founder of the "Lady of the Storm" profession. She is capable of flying from the farthest west of the continent to the farthest east within three breaths.

That is equivalent to flying from Noah to The Holy Nation.

She had the power to destroy a town with a single strike... and not just any town, but an Elven town, one protected by magical defenses.

She could also heed words carried by the wind, listening to conversations of specific individuals over thirty miles away. Not to mention abilities to call forth winds and rains, change weather patterns, and summon lightning storms.

When she finally obtained the "Storm and Heart’s Canticle," the Book of Truth.

Everyone thought she would become the deity of the storm. Some had even begun constructing a temple in her honor, and others were vying to become her Pope.

But for some reason... such a powerful Transcendent, her ascension ritual failed.

And it failed irreversibly, resulting in her death. The Books of Truth she had collected were once again scattered among mankind, and Altas left not even her soul behind... a death of both body and spirit.

Before she died, the uncontrollable Elemental Power was about to form an infinitely growing hurricane—and with the sense of duty as the Tower Master, Altas caused the Storm Tower to rise from the ground, pulling it out to beyond the grand barrier, inverting it high in the sky... With her soul as the price, she set up the ritual and created the transformation core, replacing the flow of magical energy from the ley lines with the never-ending power of the storm to supply the Wizard’s Tower.

Of course, the power of the storm was no match for magical energy.

But after the end of the Third Age, when magical energy was completely abandoned, the Storm Tower ironically became one of the only two "main towers" capable of activating all the abilities of the towers from the old age.

Over the past few centuries, the Storm Tower has been forced to leave its anchorage twice.

One of those times was to end a blood servitude.

The Lady of the Storm of that generation brought the power of the storm to the sea, calming down those red-eyed people with a storm lasting seven days and six nights.

The other time was to destroy the undead alliance.

With each departure from its anchor point, the scale of the storm significantly increased. After leaving twice, it had grown to double its original size... Nobody knows just how large of a storm the Storm Tower can contain, and since the blood servitude ended, the Storm Tower has never been moved even once.

Today, the entire Barrier Generator of the Winter Principality is built around the Storm Tower as its core.

Although the tragic death of the first daughter of the storm placed a time bomb on the Winter Principality... and indeed the entire world, if used judiciously, it can also exist as an endless source of energy.

Today, anyone who can inherit the power of the Lady of the Storm will immediately become an extremely powerful Gold-tier Transcendent.

The so-called qualifications are simple.

Decree Wizards, female, at the silver tier... and most crucially,

—with divine blood.

It doesn’t necessarily have to be the old grandmother’s divine blood, but it must be the direct lineage of a deity. Without it, humans absolutely cannot withstand the foreign Elemental Power that tears the body apart during the inheritance process.

Only a descendent of a god can transfer this harm onto their ancestors, thereby surviving the trial of inheritance.

"—Vasily Manning!"

Maria opened her eyes, and there was intense dissatisfaction in them.

Why hadn’t she been informed that Annan had come to Winter? Didn’t Vasily say Annan went to Noah? Wasn’t he supposed to be helping that Kafney inherit a throne?

Why had he come to Winter now?

She was utterly unprepared!

She was still in training in the Storm Tower and couldn’t leave until the end of the month.

And she had just started two days ago!

Maria’s mood instantly soured.

If she had known Annan was coming this month, she wouldn’t have returned to the Storm Tower...

Electric sparks crackled, restless in the bottom of her eyes. As Maria’s mood worsened, her hair began to fly up, an uncontrollable storm spreading rapidly with her at the center.

Vasily, you just wait!

Maria unhesitatingly pinpointed who was to blame.

Annan?

Annan would naturally not be at fault... He’s a good kid, bound to have had important business to come to Winter.

She just wondered if Annan would leave within the month...

No, even if he left the Winter Principality, she had to find him!

It had been far too long since she’d seen Annan—after this maintenance of the Storm Tower, she wouldn’t need to come back for half a year. No matter where Annan was, she could pursue him directly.

"Wait for me, Annan..."

Maria murmured anxiously.