Legend of the Heroes of Another World's Divine Tower

At this point, the atmosphere at the auction had reached a fever pitch.

Sbulski stood atop his small wooden crate, brandishing a makeshift mallet, spitting as he shouted, "Fifteen gold coins once! Fifteen gold coins twice! Anything higher? The legendary scroll is coming soon..."

"Sixteen gold coins!" A young mage dressed in a magnificent mage's robe, who looked to be from a wealthy family, suddenly raised the temporary number plate in his hand, his face turning bright red.

"Trying to outspend me? I'll bury you in money! Master Gu Yi's scroll must be mine!"

"Excellent! This discerning mage has offered sixteen gold coins!" Sbulski's voice rose eight octaves as he excitedly tapped the edge of the wooden crate. "Sixteen gold coins at once!"

"Hmph! You think you're the only one with money?" The middle-aged man in a warlock's robe, who had previously bid fifteen gold coins, glared at the young mage with an unfriendly expression, clearly angered. "I'll bid seventeen gold! I'm going to go head-to-head with you about this scroll today!"

"eighteen!"

"nineteen!"

The two were locked in a fierce bidding war, neither willing to back down. The crowd was also ignited by this sudden bidding war, with shouts, gasps, and discussions mingling together, and the scene briefly spiraled out of control.

"Now!" Zhou Yanyu seized the opportunity. Everyone's attention was firmly drawn to the battle between the two "tycoons." Even Sbulski excitedly leaned forward, his eyes scanning back and forth between the two bidders.

With a thought—"Hurricane Form, activate!"

call!

A sudden, powerful black whirlwind swept up in front of the stall without warning!

Dust billowed, and the reels on the stall rattled loudly. Caught off guard, the onlookers raised their hands to shield their eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

At the same time, a blurry black figure flashed past the edge of the crowd like a ghost, rushing straight for the bulging, sturdy-looking backpack that Sbulski had placed on the ground behind him with lightning speed!

The dashing thief makes his dazzling debut!

The moment Zhou Yanyu's hand touched the backpack, his mind connected with the storage ring.

Swish!

The large backpack on the ground, along with the "Ancient One Master Scrolls" on the stall that had been blown into a mess, vanished into thin air right before everyone's eyes!

"Damn it! Thief! Robbing in broad daylight!"

Sbulski was the first to react. He turned around abruptly and saw that his back and stall were empty. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he let out a shrill scream.

"My bag! My clothes! Damn it! What happened?! Where are my things?!"

He looked around frantically and saw that the black figure had already broken away from the crowd and was rushing towards the level portal not far away at an absurdly fast speed without looking back!

"Stop right there, you bastard! Give my stuff back!"

Sbulski was furious and jumped up to chase after him, but how could he catch up? He could only watch helplessly as that arrogant figure "whooshed" straight into the dimly lit portal and disappeared.

All that was left for him was a chilling heart and a mess of trivialities.

[Divine Tower - 45th Floor: Foot of Flower Fruit Mountain]

[Tower of Gods - Player Limit: 3]

[Divine Tower - Recommended Level: 45]

[Tower of Gods - The climber's level is detected as 30, significantly lower than the recommended level. Are you sure you want to choose solo mode? We strongly recommend leveling up or finding teammates.]

"Yes, yes, yes! Confirm quickly!" Zhou Yanyu, who had just rushed to the teleportation gate, did not read the prompts carefully. He frantically confirmed the information, afraid that he would be caught up if he was slow.

After a moment of dizziness, I felt my feet firmly on the ground.

"Squeak? Squeak! Squeak squeak squeak—!"

Before Zhou Yanyu could even see his surroundings clearly, a sharp, noisy, and wild roar flooded his ears like a tidal wave.

He shook his still dizzy head, got up from the ground, and took a closer look, then gasped in shock.

All around were extremely dense, towering ancient trees, their branches and leaves so abundant that they almost blocked out the sky.

At this moment, almost every thick branch was hanging, squatting, or dangling upside down, with monkeys looking piercingly at each other and scratching their ears and cheeks!

These monkeys have strong muscles and their eyes sparkle with intelligence. More importantly, most of them have clear level markings floating above their heads—the lowest being level 43, and the highest even reaching level 46 or 47!

At that moment, all the monkeys in the tree turned their gazes to the "uninvited guest" below.

"Wow! There's even Flower Fruit Mountain?!" Zhou Yanyu's voice was filled with surprise, and even a little excitement. "Could the BOSS be the Monkey King? Will he drop the Golden Cudgel?!"

"Uncle Yu, it seems we... shouldn't have come in."

Lin Chi looked at the situation outside, his voice a little hoarse. He came out of his storage ring, looked up at the dozen or so pairs of malicious eyes in the tree, and recalled the red warning sign in front of the teleportation gate earlier. His heart skipped a beat.

"The suggestion we just received... seems to have been a bit too impulsive." He felt he might have made a very unwise decision.

"What's there to be afraid of!" Zhou Yanyu's voice was full of blind confidence.

"Level advantage is nothing! Let me handle this! I'll show you what the ultimate skills of a 21st-century Soulslike game pro are like! It's just a dozen levels difference, watch me use my perfect movement and fancy footwork to make these monkeys run around in circles!"

"BGM! Give me something high-energy! Lin, watch closely, don't blink!" Zhou Yanyu controlled Lin Chi's body, striking what he thought was a cool starting stance, took a deep breath, and shouted, "ShowTime!"

A thought flashed through his mind—"Hurricane Form, activate!"

He planned to first create distance, observe the enemy's situation, and then seize the opportunity to act.

However, ideals are often grand, but reality...

Just as Zhou Yanyu moved, creating a slight breeze—

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!

In an instant, the sound of something tearing through the air rang out like a sudden storm! The sky was filled with dark shadows!

It wasn't magic, it wasn't energy blasts, it was just the most ordinary and unadorned things, but the stones, nuts, and even some unknown hard-shelled fruits that the monkeys threw with their powerful arms!

These "ammunitions" were overwhelming, covering a wide area, and were fast and powerful, just like a volley of catapults fired by a well-trained array!

"Damn it! No sportsmanship at all! Why are you launching a direct barrage of fire?!" Zhou Yanyu's exclamation was drowned out by the thud of stones hitting the ground and the sound of his own clumsy footsteps as he dodged.

All the fancy footwork and perfect movement techniques became a joke in the face of overwhelming numbers and range.

Zhou Yanyu dodged left and right, leaping up and down, trying to use the [Wind Walk] skill to teleport and dodge, but as soon as he appeared in a new position, the next wave of stone rain accurately enveloped him.

Bang! A rock the size of a fist hit my shoulder.

Thump! A hard fruit hit me right in the back.

Ouch! A small pebble hit my calf.

He scurried through the woods like a headless fly, searching for cover that didn't even exist.

His health dropped visibly, and he soon had several bumps all over his body. His cloak was also knocked askew, and he was covered in dust and looked utterly disheveled.

"Uncle Yu," Lin Chi, inside his storage ring, looked at the "horrific" scene outside, suppressing a laugh, and asked in a feignedly innocent tone, "Can I blink now? My eyes are getting a little sore."

Zhou Yanyu: "..."

The only response he received was an even louder series of bangs from outside.