Chapter 1424 - 556: Installation of the 12 Towers (Part 3)

Gathered here are countless strong figures, their numbers and quality reaching extremes.

In just one day, the preparations are complete.

Alka was somewhat surprised.

The next day, he arrived at the square.

Standing before an expansive, empty square, several times larger than a soccer field.

And surrounded by people, all curious about what would happen here.

The church did not overly prevent them.

There was no point, as it would be too conspicuous once completed.

Alka clenched his fists tightly as he arrived at the center of the square.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, he took a deep breath.

Then he spread his hands.

The 12 Towers of Trial, secretly held in his hands, immediately manifested.

Suddenly, 12 dark towers appeared, startling those around him.

They quickly stepped back.

The 12 dark towers were evenly spaced in a circle according to the order Alka collected them.

With a rumbling sound and dust, the towers settled.

Nafutos appeared before Alka once again.

He looked around.

"This place is truly unpleasant, I smell the stench of those damned demons. Are you sure you want it here?"

Alka nodded.

"It seems your generation truly has courage, well done." Nafutos clearly understood some circumstances and praised him.

He then looked at Alka and said, "Help me clear all the people from the center surrounded by the towers."

Alka nodded, then communicated the information to others.

Every person surrounded by the towers in the central area moved to one side, with more people gathering around.

After all, the sudden appearance of the 12 Towers of Trial in the newly cleared city center naturally attracted everyone’s attention.

Alka even felt not only the gaze of these people; he couldn’t help but look up at the sky.

Even the gaze of the Four Gods was cast down.

Even those gods who abandoned the world and the gaze of demons fell here.

"With the will to strive..."

A golden energy body like a life element, Nafutos recited prayers to the God of Trial in the center of the square.

Then the power of the 12 Towers of Trial began to link with each other.

Alka could even distinctly feel the connections between them, even reaching deep into the earth.

Into space.

Even deep into his own Dream Realm.

Bound by worldly rules, firmly fixed in place.

Alka finally understood why it couldn’t be moved, because it had almost become part of the world.

Or rather, it was already part of the world.

If you don’t shatter the world into pieces, how could you possibly move it?

As it deeply rooted afterwards.

This deep rooting was to link with the time rules distributed everywhere.

After linking to these rules, the originally dark outer appearance of the 12 Towers of Trial began to show traces of being worn down by time fade away.

The scene Alka saw in Nafutos’s record began to appear.

Sculptural shapes with different meanings reappeared on the surface of the Towers of Trial.

Suddenly Nafutos’s voice appeared in Simon’s mind.

"Simon, I remember you have an unrepaired guiding device, right?"

Hearing this voice, Simon nodded.

"Throw it to me."

Simon casually pulled out a half-repaired but not yet fixed triangular object from his space ring and threw it out.

Nafutos caught it, then seemed to infuse a certain emotion and energy into the center of the triangle.

The damaged parts on the triangular object reconstructed.

He was restored again.

"Alright, I need to rest a bit. I’ll leave the guiding to it for now."

After saying that.

Nafutos vanished.

The triangular object seemed to regain consciousness, floating in the center.

It looked at the 12 Towers of Trial around, trembling all over.

Leaders from various forces and church leaders gathered at the center, along with Alka.

"Alka, thank you."

The triangular object floated around speaking, its mechanical voice conveyed its gratitude.

It was not thanking him for saving him, but for allowing him to see again the scene that once existed only in his mechanical memory.

Alka chuckled and said, "Let me introduce the Towers of Trial to everyone."

The triangular object rotated once, shaking its body.

Then began narrating.

The rules remained the same.

Such as the Towers of Trial being divided into training and trial modes.

A person can only attempt a trial once.

Preferably at what stage to attempt, what strength should be at that time, and so on.

Obviously this time he knew more.

And this time the frequency of instructors appearing during training would no longer be as difficult as before.

Because the 12 Towers of Trial have essentially been refreshed, their fundamental functions no longer require certain qualifications, but are open to all.

As long as there is some aptitude, one can receive training.

More instructors will awaken from slumber, once again passing down their faith in the Divine will.

Soon, during intense competition, the first batch of 12 nominees was selected.

Alka looked around.

The strength of the 12 nominees ranged from 1st to 6th stage, with two from each stage.

Obviously used for experimentation.

Alka chuckled at this point and no longer meddled, after all, these 12 Towers of Trial were frankly of little use to them, but of great significance to the world.

Alka now cared more about the aura on the three treasures he obtained from the God of Rebirth that had been completely erased.

It should be that the God of Rebirth himself had already started removing them or had not used them for a long time.

The aura contaminating them was temporarily acquired during his battle with Alka.

This also indirectly indicated that the God of Rebirth had long been stripping away these divinities.