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Chapter 92 Exploring The Tower · Oct 05, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 Back To The Association (2) 2026-10-05
52 Chapter 52 Another Source of Evolution Points: Seems Like Iʼm About to Become a Drug Addict, Lucky (1) 2026-10-05
53 Chapter 53 Another Source of Evolution Points: Seems Like Iʼm About to Become a Drug Addict, Lucky (2) 2026-10-05
54 Chapter 54 Another Source of Evolution Points: Seems Like Iʼm About to Become a Drug Addict, Lucky (3) 2026-10-05
55 Chapter 55 More Evolution Points! Evolving Lucky Again! (1) 2026-10-05
56 Chapter 56 More Evolution Points! Evolving Lucky Again! (2) 2026-10-05
57 Chapter 57 Thoughts (10 Chapters Mass Release Tomorrow!) 2026-10-05
58 Chapter 58 {Spearmanship} [1/10] 2026-10-05
59 Chapter 59 Goblin Evolution; Hobgoblin [2/10] 2026-10-05
60 Chapter 60 Waiting And Training [3/10] 2026-10-05
61 Chapter 61 Progressing Strength, To The Association [4/10] 2026-10-05
62 Chapter 62 Familiar Faces [5/10] 2026-10-05
63 Chapter 63 Knowing More About Themselves [6/10] 2026-10-05
64 Chapter 64 New Crack [7/10] 2026-10-05
65 Chapter 65 Special Class [8/10] 2026-10-05
66 Chapter 66 Strange Talent [9/10] 2026-10-05
67 Chapter 67 Theyʼre All Evolution Points! [10/10] 2026-10-05
68 Chapter 68 MAX LEVEL 2026-10-05
69 Chapter 69 Advancement Quest and Plans 2026-10-05
70 Chapter 70 Troubles Of A Necromancer 2026-10-05
71 Chapter 71 Mad Profit 2026-10-05
72 Chapter 72 Decision 2026-10-05
73 Chapter 73 A Pity 2026-10-05
74 Chapter 74 Evolution Points Breaking Three Digits 2026-10-05
75 Chapter 75 Evolution Points Show Me Your Limit 2026-10-05
76 Chapter 76 Orc 2026-10-05
77 Chapter 77 Unexpected Evolution 2026-10-05
78 Chapter 78 Special Quest 2026-10-05
79 Chapter 79 Blue Ape 2026-10-05
80 Chapter 80 Reward 2026-10-05
81 Chapter 81 Advancing To Rank 1 2026-10-05
82 Chapter 82 New Skills 2026-10-05
83 Chapter 83 Extraordinary 2026-10-05
84 Chapter 84 Another One 2026-10-05
85 Chapter 85 Heading Out 2026-10-05
86 Chapter 86 Battle! 2026-10-05
87 Chapter 87 The Plan 2026-10-05
88 Chapter 88 Battle Over 2026-10-05
89 Chapter 89 Looting And Loots 2026-10-05
90 Chapter 90 A Sudden Idea 2026-10-05
91 Chapter 91 Entering The Tower 2026-10-05
92 Chapter 92 Exploring The Tower 2026-10-05
93 Chapter 93 Close To Death 2026-10-05
94 Chapter 94 Escaped 2026-10-05
95 Chapter 95 Back At The Supers Association 2026-10-05
96 Chapter 96 Potential Profit 2026-10-05
97 Chapter 97 Miss Priscilla 2026-10-05
98 Chapter 98 Big Prices 2026-10-05
99 Chapter 99 Purchasing Weapons 2026-10-05
100 Chapter 100 Hammers 2026-10-05

Chapter 92 Exploring The Tower

”Light a fire,” Michael commanded his undead orc shaman.

She obeyed instantly, raising her hand to conjure a small ball of fire.

The flames appeared harmless at first glance, but Michaelʼs senses told him otherwise.

He could feel the raw potential radiating from them—it was clear this was no ordinary fire.

Shifting his focus back to the towerʼs entrance, Michael took a deep breath, activating his {Bone Armour} once more.

The familiar sensation of skeletal plates forming over his body brought a sense of security.

With the orc shaman at his side, Lucky taking point, and Prince guarding the rear, Michael dismissed the orc that had smashed open the door.

He didnʼt know what to expect beyond the entrance and didnʼt need an overwhelming number of undead complicating the situation if something did come up.

If numbers became necessary, he could always rely on {Undead Summoning} to pull reinforcements from the netherworld.

Still, Michael hoped that, if he did summon more, it would be to haul loot rather than fight for his life.

The moment he stepped inside, a damp, icy cold enveloped him.

With the shamanʼs fire casting flickering light around the space, the hall ahead came into view—a wide, empty expanse lined with open rooms.

The air was thick with the scent of mildew.

The flickering light of the orc shamanʼs fire illuminated the crumbling walls.

”Seems like only the outer walls are made with special materials,” Michael noticed. He also felt it made sense. Regardless of the organisation, there had to be a level of luxury they couldnʼt afford.

”Stay alert,” Michael muttered, his voice low but firm.

Lucky, the towering undead wolf, growled softly in response.

The open rooms lining the walls were eerily still. Michael approached the nearest one, gesturing for the shaman to illuminate the space.

As the light spilled into the room, he saw broken furniture scattered across the floor—tables splintered into pieces, shelves overturned, and glass shards glinting like tiny stars.

Unfortunately, though the space outside the room was wide enough for Lucky and Prince to turn around, as long as they didnʼt stand side by side, passing through the door was impossible.

Prince could barely squeeze himself into the room, but it was impossible for Lucky, with his towering physique.

Michael had the two wolves stay outside while entering the room cautiously with the orc shaman.

The room was exactly as he had expected—disarrayed furniture, a few looking like theyʼd turn to dust with a touch, and glass scattered across the floor—but something was different this time.

The destruction didnʼt have the frantic urgency of an evacuation. It was as if the room had just been left.

Michaelʼs senses were on high alert as he stepped deeper into the room, his eyes scanning every corner.

As he moved further in, his gaze fell upon the walls, which were adorned with faded diagrams and blueprints.

They detailed not only the structure of the gargoyles but also machinery that seemed designed to enhance and augment them—metal plates, wires, and strange runes, all fused together in bizarre patterns.

”Was this a gargoyle production factory or something?” he muttered, looking at the designs.

The orc shamanʼs fire flickered, casting dancing shadows across a rusted workbench that looked like it had not been in use for a very long time, but its placement seemed to tell a story.

Tools were scattered around, metal parts half-finished, as though someone had been in the middle of crafting something when everything was abandoned.

Among the debris, Michael spotted more sketches, this time showing partial figures—stone-like, armored beings with jagged limbs and sharp features.

Gargoyles.

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”These arenʼt finished,” Michael mused aloud. ”They were still building them.”

He stepped back and motioned for his undead to follow him.

The deeper into the tower they went, the more the pieces of the puzzle seemed to fit together.

This place was a factory—each room designed to craft different parts for gargoyles, each piece a component of some larger, terrifying machine.

As they made their way through the first floor, the pattern was clear.

Every room seemed dedicated to a different stage in the creation of the gargoyles.

Michael could almost hear the clang of hammers and the hum of energy filling the air as the work had been in progress.

”Thereʼs no way this was just some research outpost,” he muttered. ”This was a weapons factory. This entire place... it looks like it was meant for war.”

Michael couldnʼt help but wonder what location in the land of origin he had ended up in.

”Hopefully itʼs not some war-torn continent or something,” Michael muttered under his breath.

Unfortunately, location wasnʼt something that could be controlled unless they killed themselves to change locations, and even then, the location was still random.

His thoughts were interrupted as they reached the staircase leading up to the second floor.

The space was too narrow and could only accommodate Michael and the shaman.

So far, they hadnʼt encountered any issues, but Michael still didnʼt feel completely safe until he was out of the tower.

However, he had little choice in this situation.

In the end, he dismissed Lucky and Prince into the Netherworld while summoning three male orcs with {Undead Summoning} to guard him.

After ascending the stairs to the second floor, the space finally opened up again, and Michael immediately summoned Lucky and Prince back, dismissing the orcs aside from the orc shaman.

Only when Lucky and Prince were by his side again did Michael feel safer and more confident.

He took a moment to observe his surroundings, and the sight before him took his breath away.

While the first floor had been about creation, this level seemed focused on assembly.

The room they entered was filled with large stone slabs, some cracked and others still intact.

On these slabs lay gargoyle bodies—half-formed, with limbs missing, their stone surfaces glistening faintly under the shamanʼs fire.

Each piece was incomplete.

Some of the gargoyles had their heads, but others were missing limbs.

”They didnʼt complete them,” Michael whispered, his voice tinged with realization. ”They were assembling, but something interrupted the process... or someone…..”

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