Tower of God: Sequence Strength

Chapter 113: Woe is me!



"What do I do about this piercing gaze I keep feeling?" Winston's words hung in the air.

As if holding a certain effect on reality, the spirit world around him trembled, his powers as the bearer of the Mysteries pathway fully realized. With a clear expression, he activated his spirit vision, gazing at whatever it was or whoever it was that was spying on him.

Yet, at that moment, he felt the world itself tremble around him. His pupils constricted as his spirituality dimmed with a subtle hint of danger. Not lethal.

Very few things could be lethal at this point in time.

Yet, he also, very clearly recognized the strange feeling he was getting.

The gaze I felt on the 2nd floor... he remembered, his face darkening in grim foreboding. As if on que, the gaze retreated, no longer visible.

Winston grew a visible veins on his head, feeling a bit insulted.

"Oh no you don't." He said and extended his hand.

The shinsu swirled, creating various forms of microbes in the air.

And all of them were instantly parasitized!

Their figures expanded, filling up with shinsu and various figures came into view.

One was embroidered with pure white robes and manifested with the brilliance of the sun. It was The Sun.

Another was a being who held a weighing scale in hand and wore dark robes. The Justiciar.

Another had silver hair, gleaming in the yellow light and had a pendant that resembled an eye around his neck. The White Tower.

And finally, the last one was a wheel, formed from two serpents biting at each other's tails. The Wheel of Fortune.

After getting destroyed in the fight with Eduan and Han, they had returned to him, carrying along their powers.

Not a word was spoken. They already knew the task.

Their figures blinked, disappearing into the void.

Winston stood in silence for a moment, staring into the void as of looking for something.

Then, he shook his head and had a peculiar thought.

Since the shinsu here is so willing to listen, why don't I bring all of my other avatars here? It'll be like a picnic while they can better work on their powers.

He felt the thought process was quite reasonable.

The shinsu without an owner was like a puppy eager to please. As compared to the other floors, their shinsu abilities would progress with as much as 40% more efficiency!

With a smile, Winston chose to follow through with the idea.

Donning a hat on his head, he quietly blinked away from the area, not caring to investigate more or meet with the exiled princess.

If it were him before, he might have chosen to meet her, solely for the sake of getting to know her. Now?

He suddenly found himself not caring all that much. Wonder why...

...

Theolis Clear was not having a good day.

As a matter of fact, none of his days had been 'good' ever since he entered the tower.

The silver dwarf hanging like the blade of a guillotine over his head had been bad enough. Now, when he had finally gotten a moment of respite and a chance to flex his power- finally becoming one of the strongest regulars all over the lower floors- his transient victory was not bearable to the world. It was as if the tower itself was ought to get him.

The first hint of his downfall began when they boarded the hell train. The red rain summoned by the slayer candidate, Jue Viole Grace, had surprised him but it had also blossomed as a wave of excitement in his heart. The nature of his power was connected to the thorn of Enryu! It was the Red Tower!

But sadly, shortly after boarding the train- and by shortly, he means 2 months, they met a strange regular. He was undoubtedly from the Arie family with their signature white hair and sword in hand. Yet, the moment he joined them, Theolis lost his position as the top dog.

That alone was fine. Then, the regulars they had a fight with at Train City boarded the train! And then, as if on cue, the conductor intervened and orchestrated a large game. The Dallar Show.

In the end, Theolis and Jue Viole Grace ended up facing against each other in one of the first rounds.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

And he... got decimated. It was insane to him how his strength could grow at such an astounding pace. It was nothing short of miraculous, leaving Theolis wondering about the unfairness of the world.

And then, as if to put salt on the wound, Jue Viole Grace ended up receiving all of Hoaqin's... or better yet, Slayer White's powers and continued to defeat White.

After that, it only went down from there. When Theolis wished to quietly slip away after getting off on the name hunt station, another bigshot from FUG captured him- Karaka, the Immortal Slayer.

And now, here he was, stuck in the floor of death, separated from the rest of the gang by a shinsu anomaly all because Rachel was too stupid to plan everything out beforehand.

It was, in a word, a disaster. It was all but a nightmare, one he wished to wake up from as soon

as possible.

"Damn..." Theolis cursed under his breath as he shielded himself from the winds that tore through the landscape. It was as if a large tornado was tearing everything asunder. And in this cave like labyrinth, there was no hiding. There was only lasting.

Theolis covered himself with a red shinsu, creating a protective layer around himself.

His attire was barely holding on, reduced to a sorry state. Wounds littered his body, but strangely, he was somehow able to utilize shinsu here. It was supposed to be impossible to use shinsu on the Floor of Death as far as he was aware. But somehow, thankfully, it seemed

to not apply to him.

His red hair thrashed around in the wind as his feet embedded themselves into the ground. His crimson eyes peered at the rapidly approaching tornado with a gaze of steel.

It's undoubtedly because my power stems from Enryu that I'm able to use it here. Shortly, his expression changed to one of thoughtfulness. Speaking of, I've never thought how or why my powers manifested to begin with. Am I some special pawn in some big-shot's chessboard or merely a..... lost lost descendant in his questionable lineage...

Before his musings could take a tangible form and he could arrive at a result, a screech, like that of a bird's reached his ears.

Kawwwwwwwwwww!!!

It was the shrill screech of a bird.

His eyes widened as shinsu surged through them. Turning over instantly, he gazed at the heart of the tornado! There was a large bird piloting the tornado!

And it was coming straight for him!

"Why me?!" Theolis yelled as he was swept up by the wind, the ground under him crumbling

without resistance and being carried into the air!

Theolis screamed as the bird extended it's talons. One of them embedded straight into his shoulder, drawing blood.

"Argh!" He groaned. "Samuel.... when I catch you, I don't care if you kill me... I'll smack you

on the head... hard!!!"

Sadly, his yelling was drowned out by the sound of the wind. And he was carried off by the

bird.

...

...

Winston looked on with a smile in the large clearing. Multiple humanoid figures, some animalistic in nature stood before him, perched atop rocks and mountains. They were many in shape and form- women, men, children, dogs, cats, birds, fishes, shinhueh- and numbered in

the thousands.

The only thing that joined all of them within a single group was a crystal monocle that hung

on each of their right eyes.

They were all part of Winston. His avatars.

With a smile, he looked upon them.

"You're all here." He gave a toothy grin as right before his eyes, every being extended it's

hand or tail, and gently nudged the crystal monocle on their right eyes as a collective gesture

of respect.

Extending his hands as if he wanted to embrace the world, Winston opened his mouth and

solemnly proclaimed as if issuing a divine decree.

"My avatars! This is both a training ground and a picnic spot. Half of you shall work on finding

the rat that was spying on me. The other half will focus on training.

"We have held this off for long enough! It is time to declare war! After we leave the Floor of Death, it is time to descend upon the Jahad Empire!

"In some time, when I leave the floor of death, I shall overtake this sequence, and step into

the domain of a Sequence 3, a step closer to Godhood!" He exclaimed, getting a wide variety

of cheers from his onlookers.

A baleful red light fell on his face and he smiled.

"May madness take the tower."

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A/N: I apologize for the upload speed, but I'll be having a tough couple of months so bear with me here. I won't be dropping this story as I have yet to write the two critical moments that sparked the story to begin in the first place. But with the current upload speed, I can't be sure that if I ever get to that point, I will get the response I had initially been hoping for. Anyway, once May descends upon us, It'll most probably be regular uploads with a few breaks in between- so if you can stick around till then, you'll be in for a treat. Also, I've been researching a lot about the LoTM fanfic that I eventually want to write. It'll probably be a slower pace story as LoTM is, but there's a lot of room for speculation. And I know I've said that I probably won't make any more stories with the lord of mysteries power system in the future, but nowadays, I've been getting fascinated by the concept of an Abyss

pathway beyonder in DXD or a similar world where mythology is real.

So, there's a lot that may happen. You never know. Anyway, I won't ask you to throw any stones, but do tell me your thoughts.

Cheers~