I Don't Need To Log Out-Chapter 261: Arcanium Edge (3)

The moment Arlon confirmed his choice, the same rumbling and air-cracking sounds echoed throughout the floor.

Every time a mana pulse waved through the floor, the blue flames in the air moved.

It was an unmistakable phenomenon, one he had encountered multiple times before.

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he felt the vibrations in the ground and the strange way the mana twisted through the air.

"So, this wasn't because the Tower was broken," he thought.

He had suspected it before, back when he first noticed these anomalies, but now he was certain.

The instability, the distortion of space, and the oppressive presence of mana saturating the battlefield—none of it had been an error in the Tower's mechanisms.

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This was simply how the Tower functioned at this level, how it created its challenges. He had climbed high enough now that nothing about the process could shake him.

The overwhelming force of mana spreading throughout the floor no longer made his skin prickle or his stance falter. He was far too strong for that.

As the mana pulsed outward, shaping itself into tangible forms, 500 monsters emerged into existence.

Their bodies solidified in an instant, their presence filling the battlefield. And, at the center of it all, the final creature took form. The boss monster.

Arlon observed the battlefield with a calm, calculating gaze.

He had already known what to expect—this wasn't a challenge significant enough to warrant concern.

He had fought countless battles, overcome impossible odds, and walked through enemies like they were nothing but stepping stones.

This floor was just another part of that path.

Before the monsters could charge, Arlon acted.

He pointed his sword toward the boss and cast Slow.

It was a simple but effective spell, especially when only a single creature is caught in this AOE spell.

The boss monster's movements immediately dulled, its reflexes lagging as its body struggled against the forced suppression of time itself.

That was enough for now.

With the boss slowed, Arlon shifted his focus. The real fight began with the other 499 monsters that surrounded him.

He needed to clear them before engaging the boss.

These enemies, though weaker in comparison, were still at level 290—a few steps below the boss.

And at this stage, even a difference of one level was a massive gap.

A single misstep could still prove dangerous.

Their attacks were fast, and their coordination was impressive.

They weren't like the low-level monsters he had annihilated in an instant. He had to be careful.

Still, careful did not mean hesitant.

Arlon cast Haste on himself, his body surging with an almost unnatural speed.

The moment the spell took effect, the battlefield seemed to slow around him, making it easier for him to move through the chaos.

He weaved between the monsters with ease, his sword cutting through them as if they were paper.

Each strike was precise. Each movement was deliberate.

And, as he fought, a realization settled in. This was his last chance to properly train before surpassing every monster in the Tower.

Right now, these creatures were still within his reach. They could still challenge him, if only slightly.

But soon, after he is out of the Tower, there would be no monsters that could truly push him.

He had Zephyrion, sure, but Zephyrion barely had the time for him.

More than that, even if he did, the Tiger Beastman simply wasn't strong enough anymore.

Especially if Arlon succeeded in reaching level 300 as he aimed to, Zephyrion wouldn't be able to pressure him at all.

And then there was Agema. Fighting her was always an option, but that had its own problems.

She wasn't allowed to help him too much. If she did, the delicate balance of the universe could be disturbed.

And even if she could help, it wouldn't be true training. It would just be a one-sided slaughter.

Every time they fought, the result was the same. He lost. Again and again, without exception.

Agema was too far above him, and their difference in strength was too great. There was nothing he could gain from facing her—not right now, not soon.

Of course, Agema wasn't trying to pressure him or fighting with her full powers.

But Arlon felt the pressure and the defeat even before the fight, making him unable to use his full power.

Because of that, this was it. His last chance.

Arlon continued cutting through the monsters, his movements ruthless and efficient.

One by one, they fell, their bodies collapsing in piles of dissipating mana. Eventually, only one remained.

The boss monster.

Unlike the others, it was level 295. The previous creatures had only been level 290, but the gap between them was immeasurable.

Even a single level made a massive difference at this stage.

Arlon understood that well. He had experienced it firsthand.

It was no wonder, then, that Charon had given him exactly one level when granting him strength.

It wasn't a meaningless number. The difference between levels 290 and 291 was greater than the difference between levels 1 and 100.

That realization had been shocking at first, but now, standing before this level 295 boss, Arlon could see it clearly.

Charon hadn't done him any big favors. If he had given Arlon a true power boost, it would have been far more than just one level.

The truth was, without the Tower, it would have taken Arlon ten years just to reach level 250.

And if he wanted to reach level 300?

That could have taken him hundreds of years.

That was the kind of power difference he was dealing with. That was the sheer scale of the gap between existence levels.

And yet… it still meant nothing to him.

Because as long as there was no existence level gap, he had nothing to fear.

Arlon's stats were already beyond those of a level 400 existence.

If there was no restriction in place, he would be able to crush enemies far beyond his level with ease.

Of course, that didn't mean he could fight someone at level 400 and expect to win.

The difference in existence level was too great at that stage.

It wasn't something that could be overcome by sheer stats alone. The higher the level, the greater the disparity between existence levels.

But here?

Here, on this floor, against this level 295 boss?

It was nothing.

So, he dispelled Slow and waited for the monster to move.

He wouldn't lose this chance to train.