The ancestral tower—the tower Floyd mentioned didn’t have the same form as the Leaning Tower of Pisa. It was a tower of a much more difficult form. Unlike when the tower was viewed from a distance, this was much more obvious when it was seen up close.

‘What the hell is this?'

“Tang-E, is what I’m seeing real?” Hyeonu looked the ancestral tower up and down several times with an incredulous expression.

“I think so, Master dude.” Tang-E also had the same face as Hyeonu. He was just amazed when looking at the ancestral tower.

“How did they make it like this?” The more Hyeonu looked, the more admiration that he felt.

The ancestral tower was in the form of a huge pile of stones. To be exact, it was right to call it rocks rather than stones. The rocks were all of different sizes, each one measuring several meters in size. Such rocks were joined together and soared high as if they were touching the sky.

‘How does it not collapse?’

The tower had a really rough surface. It was like they made the tower by stacking up stones commonly found on hiking trails. Yet mysteriously, it didn’t collapse.

‘Where is the entrance?’...