Legend of the Heroes of Another World's Divine Tower

It is about the size of a palm, with a core in the center that shimmers with a pale green light.

"Look at this, a summoner! This thing is the coolest!"

[God Tower - Wind Summoner: Transform using a unique summoner. Upon transformation, the user's level temporarily increases by twenty levels, their body shape transforms into a standard adult physique, and their voice undergoes a specific change, becoming indistinguishable from their original voice. The armor possesses exceptional combat power enhancements and unique mobility enhancements.]

"Awesome! Armor Hero! In your other world, it would definitely be called 'Armor Warrior'!" Zhou Yanyu's voice rose with excitement, and he couldn't help but hum a vague tune with a familiar, passionate melody from his memory.

"For the dream in my heart, I fight like a whirlwind, bleeding and battling..."

"With this," Lin Chi clenched his fist, a clear and intense light of hope finally igniting in his eyes, "climbing to the fifty-eighth floor... will give us a much better chance of finding Mom!"

"Quick! Lin boy! Let me try this treasure first!" Zhou Yanyu was extremely excited at this moment, and even his soul body flickered slightly with excitement.

Although Lin Chi didn't quite understand why he was so enthusiastic about "transformation," he still cooperated and handed over control of his body.

After Zhou Yanyu took over the body, he did not immediately use the summoner.

He took a deep breath, as if performing some kind of sacred ritual, took two steps back, and stood firmly.

He adjusted his posture, standing with his feet apart, his body straight as a pine tree, one hand hanging naturally at his side, while the other hand solemnly raised the Wind Summoner, his eyes fixed on the front, filled with an indescribable sense of conviction.

"Windwalker Armor—" he uttered the activation incantation in a deep and powerful voice, while pressing the summoner forcefully against his waist!

*Snap!* The summoner automatically snaps into place, instantly extending into a belt that fits snugly around the waist.

"Combined!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the summoner core's green light surged!

The light, like living vines, instantly wrapped around and covered Zhou Yanyu's entire body!

In the blink of an eye, the light faded.

The child-sized Zhou Yanyu had vanished, replaced by the silhouette of a tall, powerful adult man.

He wore a full suit of armor, mainly streamlined and bright white, decorated with flowing and sharp emerald green energy patterns. A short cape of the same color was draped diagonally over his shoulder, fluttering slightly in the invisible air currents.

The helmet has a sleek and sharp design, with a visor obscuring the face and the eyes radiating a dashing green light. The entire design seems to embody the ultimate speed and ethereal quality of the "wind."

"This...is this the power of the armor?!"

Zhou Yanyu looked down at his hands covered in armor, gently clenched his fists, and felt the surging power within him, far exceeding his usual strength. A surge of passionate enthusiasm, a mixture of nostalgia and novelty, welled up in his chest.

He tried to move around a bit, punching and kicking with fluid and swift movements that created a slight wind pressure.

He even tried activating the [Windwalk] skill in a small area and found that in armored state, the skill response was faster, the consumption seemed to be optimized, and the afterimages created when moving were more solid.

After playing for a while and getting used to the basics, he reluctantly deactivated the transformation.

The green light flowed in reverse, and the armor parts disintegrated and converged like phantoms, re-forming into the summoner on the belt before automatically detaching.

Lin Chi's child body reappeared, and control was naturally returned.

"Your turn, give it a try! It feels amazing! That aura is completely different!" Zhou Yanyu floated to the side, looking at Lin Chi with anticipation, his soul's light still pulsating slightly with excitement.

Lin Chi took the summoner and examined it carefully.

To him, it was more like a powerful piece of equipment. He didn't care much about the details or need to build up his emotions; he aimed precisely at his waist and slapped it upwards—

Snapped!

That dashing Windwalker Armor reappeared, its adult silhouette exuding a calm and reliable aura.

"Where are the lyrics?! Say the lyrics! The transformation lyrics! How can there be no transformation lyrics?!"

Zhou Yanyu, watching from the side, almost jumped up, his voice filled with disbelief and "heartbreak," like a veteran fan seeing a newbie opening his beloved treasure in the wrong way.

"Transformation must be a ritual! Shout it out! That's the soul of the armor! It's the key to activating faith, a declaration announcing the arrival of justice!" Zhou Yanyu waved his arms, trying to instill his "armor philosophy" into Lin Chi.

Lin Chi, clad in armor, turned his head, his helmet facing Zhou Yanyu.

Although the mask concealed her expression, the slight tilt of her head and the calm gaze of the green light in her eyes seemed to convey a faint sense of helplessness and a feeling of "you're so childish and troublesome."

"Isn't it enough to just get stronger? This is unnecessary." The voice coming from under the armor was perfectly natural.

"How can this be considered unnecessary?! This is a man's romance! This is a necessary ritual!" Zhou Yanyu argued forcefully.

One person thinks the other is too childish, too dramatic, and that form outweighs substance.

One person complains that the other lacks childlike innocence, sentimentality, and is too pragmatic.

The two engaged in a brief but fundamentally different debate in the BOSS room about whether there should be a slogan or ritual for the transformation.

However, neither Lin Chi, immersed in gaining strength and planning for the future, nor Zhou Yanyu, arguing for his sense of "ritual" and indulging in nostalgic excitement, were aware of or perceptible at this moment.

The highest level of the Divine Tower, the eighty-eighth floor, is currently beyond their reach!

In some hidden corner, change is quietly taking place.

There stood a gate.

A massive stone gate so enormous that one would look up at it and feel insignificant.

The doors were tightly shut, heavy as mountains, exuding an aura of timeless silence and desolation.

On the surface of the stone gate, five grooves of different shapes and sizes can be clearly seen in relief.

They are arranged around a blurry, now unrecognizable pattern in the center of the stone gate, quietly waiting to be gathered and awakened.

At this moment, drawn by a mysterious resonance, one of the grooves is undergoing a change.

The outline of the groove perfectly matched the shape of the "Wind Summoner" at Lin Chi's waist.

A soft yet firm emerald green light was slowly seeping out from the deepest part of the groove.

It began to radiate its own faint yet undeniable pulsating light.

Beside this bright, emerald-green groove, two other grooves also radiate their own unique, different textures of light.

A recessed groove, clearly shaped like the outline of a necklace, with an intricate and ornate pendant. It emanates a pure, milky-white light, gentle and holy, as if containing healing and purifying power, its brightness stable, suggesting it has been lit for quite some time.

The other groove is shaped like a ring, with smooth and elegant lines. It radiates a noble and bright golden light, which is penetrating and carries a sense of majesty. Its brightness seems to be even greater than that of the white ring groove.

Besides, there was another groove, dim and shrouded in darkness, lying dormant. Its shape resembled "a bracelet," but its interior was pitch black, showing no signs of energy, as if it were still in a long slumber, waiting for its opportunity.

And the last groove...

Its condition was the most shocking.

It can be roughly seen that it was originally supposed to be "a mask", but now the edges are covered with cracks.

The interior of the groove was not simply dark, but rather a sense of utter annihilation and shattered nothingness. No light shone through; there was only a chilling darkness that seemed to have swallowed up even hope.

The emerald light that appeared seemed to have cast a new, unpredictable piece in a test.