Blood Evolution System

[You've earned 100000 points for conquering the monster tower]

[As you've defeated all of the monsters and entities in the monster tower, you've made an extra ten thousand points.]

[You can use these points to purchase the items that are present in the treasure hall.]

[The slumbering soul of the Iron Clad Lady had awakened as a consequence of your action.]

When these notifications popped up, ripples appeared on the surface of the water, reaching towards Vincent. He took a few steps back subconsciously. A moment later, he saw dozens of water bubbles floating up to the air, mixing together to create one big entity with armor on her body.

"Iron-Clad Lady?" Vincent asked while looking at her.

The water spirit was a few steps taller than him. Her long and wavy hair served justice to her blue eyes. There was a crown on her head, which told Vincent of her royal status. A slight smile hung at the corner of her lips. She was looking at Vincent with a gaze of approval.

"Yes, I am her." She gave him a nod before saying, "I believe you already know why I am here, right? So, I will get straight to the point. You're young and talented, someone I would like to have as my successor. The only sad thing is that there's a troublesome entity in your body, one chaotic enough to destroy many worlds. And as far as I know, you don't have much control over it. You're more like a bomb that can explode at any time. I fear that giving you what's mine might only end in helping the explosive power of the bomb. Because of this, I won't be giving my legacy to you directly. But you can take it away, piece by piece. Join the resistance; it's a galactic-level organization. Complete missions for them and provide help to those in need. Each time you score a world-saving contribution, I will take it as proof of your conviction to fight against the evil in you. As a reward, I will let you take away a piece of my legacy. Do you understand?"

Vincent understood her concerns and worries. He was no different than a man with a dissociative identity disorder. Actually, he was much worse than one. It's because he had two distinct personalities, completely opposite from each other. One only wanted to destroy, while the other wanted to protect those dear to him and end the war.

"I'd like to know more about the resistance before making my decision."

This was the first time that he heard about such an organization. Their goals, size, rules, and regulations were unknown to him. He didn't want to get into something he had no idea about, and that's why he was apprehensive about immediately joining it.

"In the vast universe, just as there are many organizations that like to cause trouble much worse than terrorists, there are also organizations that protect civilizations and their planets from external and internal threats—killing evil moguls, spoiling the plans of terrorists, destroying kingdoms with no lower boundaries and morals before they can grow up to become a threat for others, fighting off demonic gods and their armies, even colonizing planets and closing hell's paradise is the job of a resistor. The seniors there look after their members well. You'll also get a lot of resources to become strong fast, and you probably don't know, but the strongest human, no, a being whose existence I can't explain with words, is the one behind it." Iron Clad Lady explained.

Vincent's eyebrows raised. He never knew that such a vast organization existed in secret. It was a surprise that such a big organization doing so many things managed to escape the notice of news reporters. Reporters, they were always hungry to cover up unknown topics that would certainly become hot and top trending and make them a profit regardless of the cost and troubles that would cause. In this era, they had the lowest decency out of all.

"This being, is he Mr. Joker, the no.1 on the monster tower ranking board?" Vincent said after thinking for a while.

"That's just a name he goes by to keep his actual identity a secret. If you search for him on the internet, you probably won't get a thing. Everything about him is probably restricted or kept as secret records."

"How do you know so much about him?" Vincent asked.

Wasn't that person only a challenger that topped the chart of the monster tower, refused to take the inheritance of the Iron Clad Lady, and swaggered away after getting what he wanted?

So, why does it seems like she was personally involved with that person?

"That's the thing. That person came here only to establish one of the side servers of the federation, as you know it, in this place. His reasons for that were also pretty simple. This place is cut off from the real world, and there are only a few waypoints to appear here. My will is absolute. If I want, I can send anyone and anything out of this secret realm. So, even if something would happen to the main communication and spatial warping server of the federation, this one would come out as handy."

"Umm, I am a bit confused."

She could tell that he wanted to ask something but was worried that he would somehow offend him. It's because his expression revealed his thoughts.

"Don't worry about the consequences and ask away."

"Why did you let that person do as he wished in your place? Actually, you don't have to tell me."

Vincent really wanted to know what made the companion of the strongest hero submit to the will of another. Still, when he saw her expression changing to a frown, her eyes revealing a look that said, you've poured salt over my injuries, he tactically decided to retreat and shut up, lest he ends up bringing misfortune over his head.