Bab 1189: What Doesn't Kill Me...

As Logos worked to the bone to expel the death energy from his body, Varian leaned on an inclined bed, crossed his legs, rested his head on the hands and looked at the ceiling with a relaxed expression.

It was an unexpected observation, but he noticed something interesting.

If he stared long enough at the ceiling, the blue surface with bizzare and beautiful designs would vanish and a tree would appear.

The tree was enormous, breaking his sense of vastness. The planets could barely match the size of its leaves. The stars were only as big as its fruits.

In the dark space of endless cosmos, the tree glowed with dreamy white light. Like a divine gift from the heavens, it was otherwordly.

'The 31st to 60th floors…' The corner of Varian's lips rose.

{You can choose to exit the tower after clearing Zone 2.}