As those words comes out of his mouth, Azrael then starts gathering his demonic energy on the edge of the Evil Fang Sword, his treasured weapon screeching in absolute euphoria as if it just ingested something that might make it addicted, the weapon's shrill noise stopping as it felt its master's strength surging, prepared to attack.

With a single swing of the weapon in his hand, the young man delivered what can only be described as a fatal blow against anyone within the second floor of the tower, this includes even ascenders who are already on higher floors and merely descends back here, having only their skills and abilities unrestricted.

With the void black sword wave travelling a straight path within the stone mountains, everything that comes in contact with it turns into nothing but nothingness itself, leaving a trail of total desolation as it goes on to devour more and more part of the stone mountain itself, the perpetrator of such terrifying turn of event merely watching in the distance, wondering about something related to the attack as well.

'Is it enough to drag that monster out?' looking at the wake of the attack that spent nearly a tenth of his Demonic Energy, Azrael asks himself as he watches the sword wave that comes from his attack wreak total havoc across the stone mountain, and yet despite such destruction he caused, the monster located within this place still refuses to reveal itself as if it is too scared to come out.

Knowing just how powerful a treasure guardian can be though, the young man refuses to believe that such monster will be scared of facing an opponent from the floor it is on, the only logical reason why this monster is not facing him being most likely either of the two facts, the first is that it doesn't even think of him as an existence that is worthy of fighting against, and the second, more logical one being the fact that it refuses to stay even just a little bit away from the treasure it is guarding.

"Tsk tsk tsk… what a fucking snob this thing is…" he muttered to himself as he starts changing his tactics, opting to recover his Immortal Energy once again as he thought of a good thing that might shake whatever this monster is to its core, the smile on his face a cunning one revealing the fact that he is planning to do something big.

After a few hours of meditating right on the spot, Azrael then stood up once again as he starts stretching his body, feeling stiff from not moving for quite a long time, groaning in satisfaction as he finally felt all his numb body parts start popping like his bones there is snapping back into its proper place.

"Maybe I can do this in one hit?" having only tried using such move preemptively now, the young man wonders as he took his treasured sword out once again, the shrill sound starting to come out from it vibrating once again as it starts feeling the surging Demonic Energy further enhancing its might, the very sharp edge that it boasts beginning to twist and turn the fabric of space around it as it continues absorbing immense amount of Demonic Energy.

[Demonic Energy: 500/500]

[Demonic Energy: 400/500]

[Demonic Energy: 300/500]

[Demonic Energy: 200/500]

[Demonic Energy: 100/500]

[Demonic Energy: 0/500]

[Immortal Energy: 10,750/10,800]

[Demonic Energy: 500/500]

[Demonic Energy: 400/500]

[Demonic Energy: 300/500]

[Demonic Energy: 200/500]

[Demonic Energy: 100/500]

[Demonic Energy: 0/500]

[Immortal Energy: 10,700/10,800]

Having his two energies continuously going down as more and more Demonic Energy is infused with the Evil Fang Sword, Azrael's expression starts getting more and more serious as he gradually begins feeling the weight of the might brewing in this single attack, his arm already shaking making him wonder if using such tactic is already reaching its limits.

After having his Immortal Energy goes down to just a little bit less than the ten thousand range, he finally felt like he can no longer infuse any more Demonic Energy within the blade of his treasured sword, else all his effort in doing so will just be in vain as it is more than likely that he will fail in controlling such power.

Knowing that this is his current limit, the young man doesn't dwell too much into it as even with just this much Demonic Energy spent alone, he already feels extremely satisfied that the excited smile just wouldn't leave his face, his arm shaking not due to the previous weight of the weapon in his hand but rather due to the anticipation he is feeling, wondering how the treasure guardian of the second floor will fair with such an attack.

'Come to think of it… is there a chance that this attack will destroy the treasure that I am here for?' wondering about something as he had come to know the effects of each floor's greatest treasure from the Ability Upgrade Card of the first floor alone, Azrael couldn't help but ask, hoping that the guide will answer.

[The chest protecting the treasures of each floor is crafted with the very same thing that is used to create the Ethereal Tower itself. Unless someone is capable of destroying the Ethereal Tower, then it is not possible for any kind of destructive force to damage the treasures of each floor.]

Seeing the floating azure screen in front of him, Azrael now acquires even more of a clearer idea on how important each of these greatest treasures of each floor is, having been placed in such a secured storage on top of being guarded by monsters possessing strength that no ascender of the same floor can ever hope to rival.

With that in mind, he couldn't help but wonder just what is it that this floor's treasure guardian is defending for it to refuse to even step outside despite him barging in their domain, something that will result in him turning into a total blood pulp back when he was still weak enough to fail defending against any single attack from the Fortress Golem he once dreaded.