The birth of the 11th Poison Master was going to be a big deal, after all, it wasn''t every day that someone with such great power was born.


    Even if James was unaware of it, he had a great predisposition to poison, which was the only reason he was able to withstand such a powerful poison so easily.


    Even if he was writhing in the accident, even if he was trying to keep himself awake, he had managed to get used to this poison after almost an hour, James, who still thought that he was still spinning between poisons of the same strength, had no idea how powerful of a poison was now entering his body.


    Of course not! After all, his aura and magic protected him in such a way that there was no way to explain it with the laws of the tower. Poison started to disappear as soon as it reacted with magic, rotting and turning to dust, so most mages tried to avoid poison as much as possible, but James, of course, did not know that.


    So James had been exposed to such poisons one after the other for almost 7 hours. His magic had stopped running away from the poison and started to attack the poison, becoming accustomed to it. Sёarch* The novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This was the thing that helped him the most in becoming the 11th poison master.


    After all, poison was a type of magic and once you started to control it and somehow saved yourself from dying, you could master it.


    It was considered a miraculous event, and it was seen as something of great beauty.


    Noah was preparing to give James the next poison, yet at the same time, he seemed to be hesitant, unsure if he was changing poisons too fast because he was excited.


    [What is it? Isn''t it too late to hesitate?]


    When Noah saw the message window from Nyx, he tossed his hair back with his hand and then said with an angry expression, "I was hoping it would be a little quiet, I was wondering if I was increasing the level of the poison too fast."


    Suddenly, however, the liquid in the cauldron began to change.


    His anger at Nyx seemed to have forced Noah to make a sudden move. James''s expression showed the pain he was in, red as a tomato from squeezing himself.


    The poison in the cauldron was bubbling, and a lot of vapour was coming out of the poison. This liquid had such a disastrous and disgraceful appearance that anyone looking at it could recognise that it was poison just by looking at it, even if they did not know what was inside.


    James was writhing in the cauldron, it was such a bad pain that James would prefer to be punched a thousand times by the Fallen God than the pain he was suffering right now.


    At the same time, he began to exhale audibly for all to hear and realised that his magic and aura were slowly beginning to fade as he began to fuse with the new poison with each passing second.


    "HAH!"


    "HAH!"


    "HAH!"


    "HAH!"


    "HAH!"


    His breathing was getting louder and louder each time and it was drawing all the attention to him, yet Noah was sure that James would make it, he just had to hang on.


    The poison Noah had given him now was almost five times stronger than ever before, the poison itself could knock a Behemoth down and kill it.


    Even if James wasn''t in that state, he was still in a terrible state, it was just that his body, or rather his aura, his magic and his accompanying body were adapting to the poison incredibly fast.


    This was what prevented him from dying at the moment because this was the poison that Noah had planned to maximise and that would paralyse James, although now Noah was busy preparing a bigger poison.


    James looked like he was going to suffer a lot more.


    -----


    "He''s already killed two. How many more do we need to bring back to kill that bastard Nyx''s dog!"


    In the darkened room, glowing pupils constantly looked around and spoke as if they could see others. Even though the room was in darkness, other glowing eyes appeared and the voice of one of them could be heard:


    "If that idiot Sopdu hadn''t made him more prominent, if he hadn''t gotten stronger, we could have killed him! Stupid low-level gods meddling in our business as usual!"


    When someone else said these words, there was a growling sound in the whole room, and after a few seconds another voice was heard:


    "There''s nothing to do. If we want to control the gods, this is what we have to do, we can''t even go down to the 75th floor because of some deal we don''t even know where it came from. To take control we must destroy the lower floors, we have only used two but there are thousands more waiting to be used."


    As this voice rang out in the room, no one made a sound, and only the glowing eyes moved.


    These seemed to be the people who used the Fallen Gods.


    -----


    "Are you sure you want me to increase the poison? This is the third most powerful poison I have, this could kill you James, I''m serious." Noah said suddenly, seeming to shock James, who had opened his eyes to look at him.


    James was breathing in and out deeply and wondering whether he should accept this or not. He thought that he should accept the possibility of such a development because he did not know when he would catch such a development again, but at the end of the day, he could not accept that there was such an event as a vegetative state.


    It had been almost 15 days, it would be the last time this poison was used, James had been travelling above the 10th floor for 4 or even 5 months, so long that he had already turned 24 years old, the fact that so much time had passed since he entered the tower filled him with pride.


    It must have suddenly occurred to him that he had never run away from any danger in all that time, for he looked at Noah with shining, lively eyes and shook his head.


    He wanted to embrace the poison.