Chapter 49: Combat Training

Central Black Tower, ninety-ninth floor.

"I'm just saying, little brother, if you get hurt later, I'm not footing your medical bills."

Chax muttered as he opened a long-sealed door. Richard followed him, his back laden with the two-handed greatsword he had received from Saban.

Just moments before, he had asked Chax to use his Synthetic Beast to help him adjust to his body, and to train some combat skills.

The sudden increase in Physique had left Richard feeling slightly unadapted, but it also sparked a bit of excitement within him.

Just what was the extent of his own strength now?

The moment the door opened, an ancient aroma rushed forth.

Behind the door lay a room about the size of a basketball court, its walls and floors covered with various claw marks and somber bloodstains.

On one side of the room was a smaller room partitioned by crystals. Chax walked in as soon as he entered the room and then threw a bag from his waist to the outside.