Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233: Defeating an Army

In the combat department lobby, more than twenty cadets sat waiting, their attention glued to the blank screen on the far wall. Eleanor’s friends cheered for her, but they were the minority. Almost everyone else murmured in support of Raijin Astrape Stormrider. They could hardly be blamed... few believed a werewolf could defeat a dragon, and certainly not a lightning dragon.

The moment Raijin entered his capsule, the screen flickered to life.

[The Tower of Legends]

Cadet Raijin Astrape Stormrider (10156601) – Level 0

Barely a minute later, the number shifted.

[The Tower of Legends]

Cadet Raijin Astrape Stormrider (10156601) – Level 1

A ripple of excitement spread through the crowd.

"Wow! As expected of a lightning dragon—he’s already cleared the first floor!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"That was so fast! Most cadets take at least five minutes to finish the first!"

Before the noise died down, a second name appeared on the screen.

[The Tower of Legends]

Cadet Raijin Astrape Stormrider (10156601) – Level 1

Cadet Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor (10156659) – Level 0

Some raised their brows at the new addition, but their focus quickly returned to Raijin. Another minute later, his rank climbed again.

Level 2.

Level 3.

The numbers kept climbing, and with each ascension the crowd grew louder.

"Unbelievable! He’s not even taking a break!"

"He really is a dragon!"

Ten minutes into his challenge, Raijin had already conquered nine levels. Cadets gasped as the counter ticked higher. Word of his feat spread through the academy like fire. Because, there was another screen in the academy building showing the same results. Within minutes, dozens more students streamed into the lobby, all eager to witness his progress first-hand.

When he reached the tenth level, the screen lingered longer than before. Whispers spread, tension mounting. Finally, the number changed... Level 10.

The murmurs became cheers. "He did it! That floor has a troll, right? He still beat it in barely five minutes!"

Excitement buzzed through the air, the crowd united in awe of Raijin’s speed and strength. Meanwhile, Eleanor’s name still glowed on the screen at Level 0, untouched.

***

Eleanor lingered at level 0 until Raijin had already passed the tenth. The spectators in the lobby grew restless. Some sneered, convinced she was still struggling with the first challenge.

"How could someone so weak dare to challenge the Tower of Legends?"

"This is ridiculous. She hasn’t even cleared the first level yet."

Laughter rippled through the crowd. To them, Eleanor’s performance was nothing but embarrassing.

But inside the tower, Eleanor was seated comfortably on the beach, enjoying the violent sea. The salt wind tangled her silver hair as it whipped about her face. Two crocodilian monsters, groaning faintly, served as her makeshift chair. She hadn’t killed them as they were harmless enough to pin... and she suspected that once she did, the level would end, and this view would vanish.

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, savouring the untamed beauty. Only when the faint countdown marker in the corner of her vision neared its limit did she finally rise to her feet.

"Sorry for that," she said gently. "I know you’re not real. But thank you for the company."

The next floor dropped her onto the shore of another lake. Five crocodile beasts lunged the moment her feet touched the sand. They died quickly, their corpses dissolving before her eyes, and she pressed onward.

The ninth floor brought thirty goblins swarming from the shadows, their clubs clattering. She cut them down in steady rhythm, only to find a hulking troll waiting for her on the tenth. That one forced her into a grinding battle... five minutes of sweat, blood, and grit before it finally collapsed.

The eleventh floor answered with fifty skeletons rising in unison. The twelfth gave her six orcs, and the thirteenth doubled the spiders. On the fourteenth she wrestled with five ogres, their massive bodies blocking every escape, and on the fifteenth, two hydras rose hissing from a cavern pool.

The cycle continued, each set growing heavier. Ten crocodiles on one level, fifty goblins on the next, then seventy skeletons rattling in waves. Ten orcs followed, then three giant spiders dripping venom from their fangs. By the time she reached the twentieth level, she had faced down two trolls and slain them in half the time it had taken before. Though fatigue gnawed at her limbs, her rhythm sharpened... her instincts cutting down wasted movement, her strikes falling with surgical precision.

The twenty-first floor forced her to fight ten ogres and then three hydras back-to-back. After that, the rules shifted again. Mixed armies appeared... goblins rushing alongside skeletons, orcs flanked by ogres, spiders weaving chaos through the charge. On the twenty-third floor, she carved through a host of mismatched monsters. On the twenty-fourth, a hydra roared over a tide of twenty-three crocodiles.

Then she stepped onto the twenty-fifth floor.

A narrow pass stretched between mountains. At the far end, a staircase rose to the door of ascension. But between her and that goal was a legion. Every creature she had faced so far was waiting... an amalgamation of the tower’s trials made flesh.

Her lips pressed thin. Without her bloodline activate, ten minutes would not be enough. She activated Overdrive. Power surged through her veins, her body a blur of ruthless efficiency. She cut, crushed, and tore through the horde, monsters falling one after another.

When she reached the base of the staircase, the pass was littered with corpses... one hundred and fifty shattered skeletons, one hundred goblins, forty crocodiles, twenty ogres, twenty orcs, seven spiders, seven hydras, and three trolls. The ground and the lake behind her ran red.

She climbed the steps with calm precision, Overdrive strained her muscles. Less than five minutes had passed since the army had charged her. At the door, she finally let herself stop. She rested until the counter showed nine minutes and thirty seconds, drawing back her breath before stepping into the unknown of the twenty-sixth floor.

At that very moment, Raijin’s run ended. His avatar crumbled on the fiftieth level, and his consciousness was dragged back to his capsule.

The screen in the combat department lobby flickered:

[The Tower of Legends]

Cadet Raijin Astrape Stormrider (10156601) – level 49 (completed)

Cadet Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor (10156659) – level 25