I am the Arcane Archer, and all my skills are self-created.

"The Tower of Despair?" Li Wu repeated the name.

Sword Saint Rose nodded, pointing to the towering dome above them.

"Yes. We're currently in the bottom rest area of ​​the Tower of Despair. There are no monsters or dangers here. But once you step through that door..."

He pointed to the stone door they had just come out of.

"That is the beginning of the trial. The Realm of Gods is not an open map, but a tower with a hundred floors."

"Each level has different trial rules and guarding monsters. Only by clearing the current level can you enter the next level."

Caesar frowned and asked, "What about clearing the hundredth floor?"

"If you clear all 100 floors, you can leave this place, and it's said that you can obtain the opportunity to become a god." Sword Saint Rose gave a wry smile. "But the problem is, it's too difficult."

He pointed to the listless old players around him.

"Among us, the Iron-Blooded Emperor who came in first has been here for a year and a half. I've been here for half a year. There are hundreds of us who have tried countless times and died countless times."

"What's the highest level you can reach?" Li Wu asked.

"The eighty-ninth floor," Hua Yufengyin interjected. "That's an insurmountable chasm for us. We've been stuck there for three whole months."

Eighty-nine floors.

Li Wu silently calculated in his mind.

It took more than 300 top-tier players, all at max level, a year and a half to reach the 89th floor.

The difficulty of building this tower truly exceeded his expectations.

"What exactly are the rules inside?" Li Wu continued to ask.

Hua Yufeng sighed and found a stone bench to sit down.

Others also gathered around, ready to listen to his story.

"The rules are different for each level," Hua Yufengyin said. "Some levels are pure combat, testing your damage output and survivability. Some levels are puzzle-solving, testing your intelligence. And some levels are extremely difficult and brutal mechanics."

He gave an example:

"For example, on the 40th floor, the BOSS has no attack power, but it has a passive ability: as long as you deal damage to it, you will suffer the same amount of true damage as a reflection."

"We lost dozens of people before we figured out that we had to slowly wear it down with a continuous poison."

"Take the seventieth floor for example. That room is suppressed by the law of gravity. Your movement speed and casting speed will be reduced by ninety percent."

"Then meteorites will keep falling from the sky. You can only dodge them like a snail; if you get hit even once, it's an instant kill."

Listening to Hua Yufengyin's description, Hua Zitong and the others felt their scalps tingle.

This kind of abnormal mechanism cannot be overcome simply by relying on equipment and level.

"So what's the mechanism behind the 89th floor where you're stuck?" Caesar couldn't help but ask.

The moment the 89th floor was mentioned, the expressions of the veteran players around them changed.

Several of them even clutched their heads in pain.

The Iron-Blooded Emperor snorted coldly: "The eighty-ninth floor is called the 'Mirror Abyss.' The guardian of that floor is ourselves."

"Own?"

"That's right," Sword Saint Rose replied. "As soon as you step into that level, the system will automatically generate a mirror image that is exactly the same as you."

"This mirror image possesses all your skills, equipment, and even combat habits. Moreover, the mirror image's attributes are twice that of yours."

My attributes are doubled!

Caesar gasped. He knew his own strength very well.

If he were to fight a Caesar whose stats are twice his own, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

"Not only that," Hua Yufengyin added, "If you go in as a team, the system will generate a mirror image of your entire team. And the coordination between the mirror images will be even more perfect than yours."

"We tried one-on-one battles, and we tried team battles. But without exception, we all failed. We simply couldn't beat a monster that completely overwhelmed us in every way."

After hearing this, Li Wu fell silent.

Mirroring mechanisms are present in many games.

But with attributes doubled and skills and combat habits perfectly copied, there's really no solution.

Because you know, the mirror image knows.

The tactics you can think of, the mirror image can also think of.

Moreover, the mirror image is faster, stronger, and has more health than you.

How do we fight this?

"So, we're stuck here now." Hua Yufengyin looked at Hua Zitong, her eyes full of helplessness.

"No one will actually die here; you'll respawn in the rest area after death. However, you'll need to rest for a while before you can enter again after each death."

"Brother, it's alright." Hua Zitong walked over and took Hua Yufengyin's hand. "Now that we're in, we'll definitely find a way out."

Hua Yufeng shook his head with a wry smile:

"You don't understand. The eighty-ninth floor is a dead end. Unless your strength can break through the system's replication limit in an instant, there's simply no way you can win."

"Breaking through the system's copying limit?" Li Wu suddenly asked.

Hua Yufengyin looked at him:

"Yes. It takes time for the system to copy your data. If you can unleash power far exceeding your panel attributes the moment you enter, the mirror image cannot be perfectly copied."

"But that's impossible, because our skill damage is fixed."

Li Wu's lips curled up slightly.

Fixed skill damage?

That's how it is from other people's perspectives.

For an arcane archer, as long as he has mastered the grammar, he can create new arrow signals at any time.

The system can replicate his existing skills, but can it replicate new combinations that he hasn't even thought of yet?

"Lead the way." Li Wu stood up and dusted himself off.

"Lead the way? Where to?" Hua Yufengyin was taken aback.

"Go to the eighty-ninth floor," Li Wu said calmly. "I'm going to check out that so-called dead end."

The veteran players were staring at him like he was crazy.

"Are you crazy?" the Iron-Blooded Emperor sneered. "We've had hundreds of people researching for three months and still couldn't break through. You just arrived and you want to go and die?"

"You can't beat them because you're too weak," Li Wu retorted mercilessly.

"You!" The Iron-Blooded Emperor was about to lash out again, but was stopped by the Sword Saint Rose.

"Looking at flowers through the fog." Sword Saint Rose looked at Li Wu. "I admit you're strong. But the Tower of Despair can't be cleared by one person alone. Some of the first eighty-eight floors require teamwork. You can't even get to the eighty-ninth floor by yourself."

Li Wu pointed to the nine people behind him, including Hua Zitong.

"I have my own team."

"Them?" The Iron-Blooded Emperor glanced disdainfully at Hua Zitong and the others. "A bunch of newbies who just reached the maximum level. They're not even cannon fodder in there."

Unable to stand this insult, Immovable Mountain was about to swear when Li Wu raised her hand to stop him.

"Enough with the nonsense. We'll deal with the first eighty-eight floors ourselves. Just tell me how to get to the next floor." Li Wu looked at Sword Saint Rose.

Sword Saint Rose sighed. He knew he couldn't persuade this proud young man.

"Enter that stone door, and you'll find a teleportation array. You can select the level you want to challenge on the control panel of the teleportation array."

"Since we have already cleared the first 88 floors, you can start directly from the first floor, or choose any floor that has already been unlocked."

"However, I suggest you start from the first level. Familiarize yourselves with the mechanics."

"No need." Li Wu walked directly towards the stone door.

"Boss, shall we go straight to the 89th floor?" Zhui Feng's legs were a little weak.

"No." Li Wu stopped and glanced back at them. "We'll start from the first floor. We'll fight our way up, one floor at a time."

"Why?" Hua Zitong asked, puzzled. "If we can go directly, why waste time?"

Li Wu looked at the superordinate language symbols on the door.

"Because I want to see clearly what laws this tower is constructed with."

Li Wu had a gut feeling.

This tower, these first eighty-eight levels of trials, are definitely not just meaningless piles of monsters.

Each layer may conceal the application of a higher-level language's rules.

He wanted to use this tower as his second grammar laboratory.