The Alphabet Tower was like the treasury of the God Tribe.
A profound ancient aura shrouded and spread throughout the area of the tower that rose over the clouds.
Because he had engraved more than four thousand ancient letters, the boy was able to flawlessly conceal his powerful aura.
Besides those who were more powerful than him, nobody below the King Level could see the single light line, the symbol of a Knight-Level Warlord, on his forehead.
This Alphabet Tower was not like the Alphabet Tower of the training center. There were many strong men guarding this place.
At the entrance to the tower, there was a grandiose bridge across the clouds above the atmosphere. When looking down, one would find a ravine filled with lethal alphabet patterns.
The boy walked into the path of the tower with a calm expression.
Along the way, there were eyes of strong people staring at him. But they didn't express anything.
When he arrived at the arch, a Warlord in a long cloak appeared.