Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System

Elder Lance was clearly shocked when he finally noticed that Kent was a human.

He hadn’t paid much attention to anyone aside from Uncle Drake when he first arrived. But now that he did, he was shaken a little, for he was told no human had ever entered the Flame Tower since its emergence.

‘Supreme Elder Jian clearly said the humans regressed after the war, and so in the world of Sonox, the humans are trash. However, looking at this kid now, I don’t think that deduction about them is correct.

He looked calm, confident, and almost aloof despite staring me in the eye. If I didn’t know better, I would say he is even more arrogant than the dragon from before.’

He looked at Kent for a moment.

‘But he looks innocent, and from the look in his eyes, respectful even.’ His deduction of Kent was high, just as the brat wanted it to be.

He doesn’t know much about his life as the Faceless assassin, but when it comes to playing a character, nobody can surpass him.

A small smile appeared on Elder Lance’s face. He was clearly proud that a fellow human would be entering the Flame Tower.

‘I must ensure he makes it into the sect if he manages to comprehend just one flame technique regardless of the grade.” With that thought, he gestured for Kent to ask his question.

Kent nodded with a smile playing on his lips. ‘And the Oscar goes to Kent Madson.’

His act was bought, and now that he managed to find himself in the good books of Elder Lance, he could only look forward to what he had planned next.

“I want to ask,” Kent began his question, “Let’s say I manage to climb to the third floor but can’t push any further. Can I come back down and try comprehending techniques on the second and first floors?”

“Of course you can. Provided you walked through a level, you can return later to try to comprehend the techniques it offers.

However, be warned: you have only three days to learn the technique. Don’t aim too high and end up losing everything.”

Elder Lance saw Kent still had more questions, so he gestured for him to ask.

“Say I have a pill that will boost my cognitive strength, which in this way will enhance my comprehension speed. Am I allowed to use it while inside the tower?”

This question was, of course, on the minds of many, so they paid attention to the Elder, who smiled and answered.

“Of course you can take it. The aim here is to master a technique to at least the first three forms. So, as long as you don’t try recording, using any means to boost your mental strength to handle the task is allowed.”

“Thank you,” Kent nodded and moved back to his original position. Elder Lance nodded and turned to the door of the Flame Tower, still shut.

He produced a medallion and made it fly toward the gate. A few seconds later, the tower shuddered.

“Be prepared, the door opens in five.”

Every leader turned to the youngsters they would be sending into the Flame Tower and began giving them fine advice on how to gain the most from the 72 days they would stay inside the Flame Tower, left behind by an unknown immortal said to hold supreme understanding of the flame.

Kent turned to the seven half-elves and the princess.

“This is it, guys,” he smiled. “Entering the tower now means you either open the path to your future or you blow it and come crashing on your face entirely.

However, I know you guys won’t come crashing. You have already gained more than enough to make it to at least the 4th floor.”

The smiles on the faces of the half-elves faltered, hearing Kent’s unbelievable expectation. Though it sounded like a compliment, they couldn’t shake the feeling that Kent truly wanted them to reach the 4th level.

Only four people ever made it there, and now, Kent wanted them to get there.

“Don’t frown. All the treasure you ate over the past week wasn’t for nothing. It was to prepare you for this moment. Soon, when you enter the tower, you will understand what I mean.

Of course, I already told you to take the pill when you reach your breaking point. Trust me, getting to the 4th floor should be a priority because it wouldn’t only be about learning techniques.

It would also help you enhance your flame resistance, improve your comprehension, and even temper your soul flames.

If you play your cards right, the techniques will become a secondary thing to you. So trust in yourself and you will walk out smiling.”

They nodded at his words. The past week inside the Flame Valley hadn’t been for nothing. Kent, who knew how important the Guardian hand was, had done his best to groom them.

In a way, he made sure he invested in them, and the moment they managed to walk out with their shoulders high, he would know his investment was worth it.

Elder Lance watched Kent’s back as he talked to the half-elves like they were his team.

‘Looks like his background isn’t simple. To be the one coaching the half-elves, it seems they hold him in high esteem.’

With that thought, he waited for the countdown to reach zero, when the giant gate opened wide, allowing a wave of infernal energy to gush out.

Everyone stepped back a few steps, feeling the intense heat. Kent felt the energy wash over his skin, and his body visibly shuddered excitedly.

A giant panel appeared, looking blank at the moment.

“You all can enter now. Know that your names will be recorded here based on the number of techniques you master, the number of forms mastered, their grades, and the level you’ve reached.

As always, the sect will reward the race of the persons who manage to come up first, second, and third. That said, good luck and may you come out smiling.”

With that signal, everyone started entering.

The dragons entered first, followed by the elves, then the beasts, demons, and dwarves. Kent held his token and turned to his pals.

“Good luck, everyone.” With that, they all disappeared into the swirling infernal portal that took them to the first step of the Giant Hell Stairway, one of the Ancient immortal relics from the primordial era.