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While the entire tower speculated, the notifications kept coming.

[ Ascender Fang has destroyed a soul from existence. ]

[ Ascender Fang is the 17th person to achieve this feat. ]

[ Ascender Fang has been rewarded the title 'Soul Destroyer.' ]

[ Ascender Fang has earned the title 'No Salvation for the Wicked' for mercilessly erasing the soul of the Banshee Queen. ]

[ Ascender Fang has been granted the skill 'Merciless.' ]

After these announcements, no further notifications appeared. Yet, many people's eyes remained fixed on the sky. It wasn't until half an hour later that the crowd finally turned their attention away, dispersing as they left to speculate among themselves.

"Damn, there isn't going to be more, right?" one person asked nervously, looking at another.

Others began murmuring as they left the area.

"Honestly, I thought all the rewards were going to be taken by this Fang guy," someone groaned.

"Feels like that guy's on another level entirely," another muttered as the crowd slowly broke apart.

"By the way, what floor was this Banshee Queen on?" someone asked curiously, breaking the murmuring.

"I know! She's on the 26th floor of the tower. There's a famous place there where she drops the Piercing Cry skill book. It's a pretty great crowd-control skill," a guy chimed in, catching the attention of those around him.

"Wait, no, she's on the 55th floor!" another person argued.

"Damn, I read somewhere she's famous on the 89th floor," someone else added, shaking their head.

"You're all wrong," said another voice confidently. "She's on the 134th floor."

The group turned to face the speaker, eyebrows raised in skepticism.
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"Come on, we're on the 98th floor. How would you even know about the 134th floor?" someone asked, folding their arms.

The man shrugged casually. "My brother is on the 134th floor," he said with a smug grin.

There was a brief silence before someone muttered enviously, "Damn, you've got such a powerful big brother..."

The murmurs of speculation continued to ripple through the crowd as they debated and theorized about Fang's feats, his strength, and his whereabouts.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the 1st floor, Leon—known as Fang to the Tower—stood amidst the shattered remains of the Banshee Queen's lair. His expression was calm, though his eyes reflected a glimmer of exhaustion hidden behind his stoic demeanor.

His whole mana is exhausted he is on the verge of fainting, but thanks to his powerful mana regeneration he is getting back mana pretty fast so he was spared from fainting right there.

The rewards he'd earned floated before him, a holographic interface displaying each item and title he had gained from his unprecedented achievement. Yet, despite the extraordinary treasures, his focus was elsewhere.

Roselia stepped forward, breaking the heavy silence. "You've done something that only a handful have managed in all of history, Leon." Her voice was steady, but her eyes betrayed a flicker of awe. "Completely erasing a soul... even the Tower itself seemed shaken."

Leon exhaled, gripping the trident tightly as its golden markings faded. "The Banshee Queen didn't deserve to persist—not here, not anywhere. She manipulated those children's souls, tortured them for her gain. I only ended what should have been stopped long ago."

Roman, still visibly shaken, approached with tentative steps. His voice cracked as he spoke. "You... you avenged them, Leon. Thank you." Tears welled up in his eyes again. "But... those children... where are they now? Did they find peace?"

Leon nodded faintly. "Their spirits were freed. The Tower confirmed it." He turned his gaze upward.

[ They've moved on to where they belong. ]

[ The spirits of the children you saved look upon you with gratitude.]

[ A portion of their blessings has been transferred to you. ]

A faint glow enveloped Leon, and he felt a warmth settle over him. It wasn't mana or power—it was something deeper, something purer.

[ Your Body is being washed by Pure Soul Energy ]

[ The Soul of children has persisted for very long years under immense Torment ]

[ Their Soul energy is very powerful...]

[ One of your skill, item , title... is randomly increasing in rank..]

[ Your Title Child of Aether is increasing in rank...]

[ Child of Sether id now Lord of Aether ]

Golden glow washed his soul as he felt his power increasing very tremendously as they settled on one part of his, his Title. Leon closed his eyes as he felt the power, the elevation brought an euphoric feeling to him.

"Leon," Roselia called, snapping him out of his reverie. "We should leave. The collapse of this domain is accelerating."

Indeed, cracks spidered along the walls of the dungeon, and the air was filled with an ominous hum. The very fabric of the floor was disintegrating now that the Banshee Queen's essence had been erased.

Leon glanced around, his mind calculating. "We're not done yet."

"What?" Roselia frowned, confused. "You've already destroyed the Queen. The dungeon's falling apart!"

Leon raised a hand, silencing her. "There's something left behind—a residual energy. This isn't just a dungeon collapsing. There's something hidden here. Roman, stay close to Roselia. I'll lead the way."

With those words, he activated his Sage Eyes. His golden eyes glowed faintly as he scanned the surroundings. Sure enough, faint traces of an ancient energy lingered in the remnants of the Banshee Queen's throne.

Leon smirked. "There's still one more reward waiting for us."

Roselia sighed but prepared herself, gripping her weapon tightly. Roman hesitated but followed closely. The trio moved swiftly toward the crumbling throne, where a faint, eerie light pulsed with a mysterious rhythm.

As they approached, the system chimed again.

[You have discovered a hidden legacy within the remnants of the Banshee Queen's domain.]

[Do you wish to claim it?]

Leon extended his hand toward the light, grabbing a blood-red book that seemed to pulse with an ominous energy. "Let's see what secrets you were hiding, Queen," he muttered.

[ You have obtained the Blood Magus Legacy. ]

"So this is where she learned that strange method," Leon remarked, his tone thoughtful as he examined the book briefly.

A sudden rumble shook the ground, and a massive boulder crashed down, narrowly missing him. Without a second thought, Leon waved his hand, flicking the debris aside with a gust of energy. He stored the legacy book in his inventory, its malevolent aura disappearing into his storage space.

"Let's move," Leon said calmly, turning toward Roselia and Roman. The trio began making their way out of the collapsing dungeon, the walls cracking and disintegrating around them as the once-mighty domain of the Banshee Queen crumbled into oblivion.