You Might Die If I Cast My Healing Spell

447 Why Don’t You Fight Me? (I)

After bidding farewell to the Dog-headed Gatekeeper, Lin Ye left his residence and walked around the streets of the Tower of God to scout out the environment inside the secret plane.

The situation was just as he had expected.

This was a dungeon layout similar to Yanan, Hive, and Northern Undead Yard. It was divided into multiple areas, each of which could be teleported through a special anchor point. Some areas were safe areas without monsters, while others were challenging areas with monsters everywhere.

But the difference was…

The safe zone here was only a safe zone in name.

Whether it was the Tower of God challengers with ulterior motives or the strange monsters in the challenge area, they could all enter the safe zone and pose a threat to Lin Ye.

At least in the Land of Heritage, he could still rely on “Single Player Mode” and “Safety Barrier” to avoid the invasion of the Red Spirits.

Not here.

If others were unhappy with you, they would immediately attack you. No matter who won or lost, they would only be punished by the dog-headed gatekeeper after the event.

“So… What is the purpose of this place?”

Lin Ye wondered.

According to his conjecture, the Tower of God should be a tower challenge where he would constantly kill monsters to advance. Once he reached the last floor and chopped off the Dog-headed Gatekeeper’s head, he would be able to complete the challenge and break through the level shackles of himself and his plane.

But instead…

You’re telling me that you’re here to complete a mission issued by a dog head that’s less than 1.5 meters tall?

Living with peers?

Wait a minute, according to the Moon Goddess, the Sin Gods didn’t care if any ants wanted to challenge them. They were even looking forward to the appearance of such creatures who wanted to “kill the gods” to make their boring daily life a little more interesting.

It seemed that the settings here were acceptable.

Regardless of whether it was to break through the boundary of a “low-leveled civilization” in the Planar World or to remove his Level-50 shackles, it was already considered complete the moment he killed a creature from a high-leveled civilization.

‘So the reason why they forced us to come to the Tower of God to obtain the result of a successful challenge isn’t to test our combat power. They just want to find an excuse to strengthen our combat power.’

He could exchange points for high-level skill books and high-level equipment.

There was also the Level 50 Leveling Scroll that could help his teammates increase their strength.

They could also give none of these things away.

They could just give him an item to break through his level shackles.

However, that dog head insisted on giving it away…

Lin Ye finally understood God’s Tower’s purpose!

This was clearly a greenhouse for the sinners to nurture their “warriors” who could challenge them!

Killing a creature from a higher civilization was the entrance ticket. The points awarded for completing the mission were the process of cultivating one’s strength, and the final points reward was the result of the cultivation.

This could explain it.

Why did this place set up a “no fighting” rule?

The Sin Gods didn’t want the little crickets that could bring them joy to be killed by their natural enemies before they could grow up.

However, fighting was not completely prohibited.

It was to let the challengers here maintain their bloodlust. As long as they dared to bear the punishment after fighting, they could do whatever they wanted. It didn’t matter if they killed the other party.

‘Yes…’

‘That’s probably it…’

While he was thinking, Lin Ye came to a bar with a strange name carved on the street. Although he didn’t know the language of the other world, he managed to get the information about the bar through the system’s translation.

[Otherworld Wind Art Bar: There are beautiful big sisters and little lolis here, as well as handsome muscle brothers and fair wolf cubs. As long as you can think of it, there are all of them here. There are also those that you can’t imagine… You only need to pay a small amount of points to spend the night with them.]

At the door, a big milk girl transformed from a blue slime waved at him seductively.

“Hey handsome, want a drink?”

Although he didn’t inherit the Eye of Truth’s talent and couldn’t see the slime girl’s specific information, Lin Ye could still see her level bar above her head and roughly gauge her strength.

[Level 50.]

She should be a challenger of the Tower of God who had completed the requirements to kill a creature from a higher civilization.

However, she was doing such a special occupation in this place.

Uh… Isn’t this too demeaning?

However…

Thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

The strength of high-civilization creatures varied, and the strength of low-civilization creatures that could defeat them also varied.

This slime girl might have been a terrifyingly talented cross-level killer in her own plane world, but in this Tower of God where cross-level killers were everywhere and none of them were as good as a certain dwarf dog, she might have become the lowest-level of the food chain. She could only rely on selling her body to ensure her survival.

Moreover…

She might not be doing this for survival.

Instead, it was like what the short dog head had said, using a special method and from a special place to earn effective points.

It was just like how some strong women with enough business ability had to rely on men who were stronger than them to climb to a higher position. They were all forced to use strategic means.

‘Here comes the problem.’

‘Since being a hostess can earn points… Can I use some special methods to obtain points?’

‘Another method to bring the spoils of war back to Mumu and the others earlier?’

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He thought.

Lin Ye followed the two huge Evil Slimes and entered the bar.

In the bar, there were no deafening DJs or drunk guests. There was only an overly quiet hall and girls from another world sitting at the front desk playing with transparent wine glasses. Cat girls, lizardmen, steel mechs…