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nClack!

nThe countdown began.

n3, 2, 1.

nTime passed by.

nHe remembered the time in order to grasp just how many of them were there.

n2 people at 45 degrees to your left. They’re either unarmed or showing their backs, so they should be easy to catch.

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nOne of his new abilities as a supporter.

nHo Sung Lee acquired the trill skill.

nThe ability to send messages without anyone else hearing it.

nOf course, in order to use that ability, he had to consume a great amount of magic power.

nHe could have moved alone, but since Ho Sung Lee seemed to really want to help, he decided to play along.

nAfter coming to Beatrice, Ho Sung Lee’s abilities continue to grow, and as a result, his worth increased as well.

n‘I should acknowledge that.’

nMin Sung held onto his Gungnir and moved toward the direction that Ho Sung Lee instructed.

nMin Sung didn’t make a single sound in his movements.

nNot even the sound of wind could be heard, so he was no different from a ghost.

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nHo Sung Lee was in hiding keeping Min Sung’s movements in check, and after seeing Min Sung’s movements, he was in awe.

nMin Sung killed the other players as if they were ants, making it hard to believe that they were in Beatrice, not earth.

nWhenever Min Sung swung his Gugnnir, the players got killed before they could even react.

nEven Ho Sung Lee felt fear in the way he killed the players, so he couldn’t even imagine how his opponents felt.

nThere are more of them this time, but they’re drinking, so they won’t have their guards up. You can probably kill them right away.

nOnce Min Sung received the insight, he immediately decided on his course of action.

nThere were 7 players gathered together, and when he swung his sword at them from behind, all 7 of them plopped on the ground while spilling blood without a single scream.

nBlood flooded over the food and drinks.

nWhile Ho Sung Lee watched Min Sung waiting for his next instruction, he gulped.

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nHe was very impressive.

nHe was very strong indeed.

nHo Sung Lee had no doubt that once completing this stage, they would complete the next stage easily as well.

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n“48, 47, 46…”

nMin Sung was counting down the time in a quiet voice as he moved in quickly but not in a rushed manner.

nHe then leaned against the wall and checked his surroundings.

nHe heard Ho Sung Lee’s voice.

nSir, the hostages that are meant to be used as sacrifice are at your 2 o’clock. The total number seems to be…

nNo need for numbers. While I get rid of the players, you save the people. Send them outside, and look for more people that could be trapped elsewhere.

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nYes, Sir!

nMin Sung looked toward the altar.

nCountless players were gathered there.

nThey were enjoying a party celebrating the offering of sacrifice.

nThey were drinking, singing, playing instruments, dancing, and worshiping their god.

nHe had already calculated how many players he could kill and just how much force it would require.

nMin Sung gripped hard onto his Gungnir.

nWhite energy flowed out of the Gungnir, and Min Sung’s two eyes began to shine with a white light.

nAs soon as Min Sung swung his Gungnir.

nA loud thundering noise rang.

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nKaboom!

nAs soon as the thundering noise rang, the players suddenly stopped their festival and looked up at the sky.

nIt was a natural response.

nMeanwhile, Min Sung killed the players looking up at the sky one-by-one.

nSlash!

nHe heard one player getting stabbed.

nBut it wasn’t just one player that lost its limbs and plopped down on the ground.

nThe festival soon turned into a place filled with shrieks, and the hellish sight reminded him of actual Hell.

nMost of them still had no idea who was causing this commotion.

nThey simply believed that they made the Dionysus Gods mad.

nAmong them, the only ones who remained unharmed were Pheus, who was sitting on his throne, and the three men who were guarding him.

nMin Sung walked past the bodies missing their limbs and headed toward Pheus.

nThey were in close vicinity, and Min Sung walked up to the altar.

nHe then tilted his head at Pheus and stared right at him.

n“What are you doing? Get up,” said Min Sung toward Pheus who was sitting in a fancy chair.

nAs soon as his 3 underlings reacted, Pheus lifted his hand.

nIn response, the 3 underlings calmed down and went back to their places.

n“You must be the new lowest ranker,” said Pheus with a serious look on his face.

nMin Sung stared at Pheus with a bored face

n“I’m sure courage, spirit, drive, and many more qualities brought you here.”

n“…”

nPheus looked down at the dead players below him and made a sad face

n“A setting meant for the gods is now a complete disaster…”

nRage started to slowly but surely overcome Pheus’ face.

nBut it was not expressed too strongly.

nPheus nodded at Min Sung, who was standing on top of the alter.

n“But it’s not that I don’t understand. After all, this is what Beatrice is all about.”

nMin Sung knitted his brows.

n“Stop the nonsense and get up. Stop acting so arrogant.”

nPheus snickered.

n“What are you doing here? To save the sacrifice? Or for the rankings?”

n“Food.”

n“…?”

nIn response to the unexpected answer, Pheus stared at Min Sung with confusion.

n“… Food?”

nPheus took his back off of his chair and asked in curiosity.

n“I don’t want any more disturbance while I eat. I need to get rid of the source, especially if it’s trash.”

n“For food, huh…? Hahahahahahahaha!”

nPheus swung his head back and laughed.

nDue to his magic power, his laughter rang through the skies.

nHe then turned his eyes and stared at the empty cages where Ho Sung Lee took out all the sacrifices.

n“The Beatrice natives that we were going to offer as a sacrifice were all criminals.”

nPheus stiffened his face and stared at Min Sung as he continued, “They either stole food or tried to murder.”

nPheus saw Min Sung’s unchanged face and smiled.

n“I’m not lying. I didn’t start this because I wanted to save them.”

nMin Sung laughed at Pheus.

n“If you were going to offer them as a sacrifice for committing crimes, how do you justify trying to kill them?”

n“Onlookers are criminals, too.”

nPheus’ eyes sparkled.

nMin Sung laughed.

n“Your head is messed up.”

n“I’m a cold, lonely, and strong man. I’ll teach you just how excessive your arrogance is.”

nPheus gestured with his chin.

nIn response, the 3 men behind Pheus began walking toward Min Sung with their weapons.

nMin Sung confronted the 3 players.

n“These 3 are quite skilled, so don’t feel sad about the fact that I’m not fighting you myself.”

nMin Sung checked the 3 players.

nOne was holding a sword while the other one was holding a bar.

nThe last player was holding a unique ax.

n“I think you’re the one with the messed up head, not me. You’re not seeing reality. Why do you think these 3 skilled players are working for me?”

nPheus’ eyes loosened up.

n“You’ll be held responsible for these players’ deaths. You’ll see that I’m different from the rest of them.”

nThe 3 players positioned themselves in front of Min Sung.

nMin Sung stared at them while saying, “Positioning yourself? The fact that you need to prepare is already wrong,” said Min Sung.

nThe 3 players, as well as Pheus, looked confused.

n“This is what you call being on a different level.”

nMin Sung walked toward the players without any preparation.

nThe 3 players swung their weapons toward Min Sung.

nAs soon as the attacks began, the ground shook, and the space around them became distorted.

nSeeing from their attacks, the players were definitely no ordinary players.

nBut that didn’t mean they were above Min Sung.

nPower strong enough to rip through space was directed at Min Sung, but they didn’t touch him one bit.

nThey looked like they would hit him, but they didn’t.

n“Too slow and too weak,” said Min Sung as he dodged the 3 players’ attacks.

n“I was born with this. On top of that, I lived 120 years amongst monsters.”

nKaboom!

nMin Sung’s Gungnir slashed through the forehead of the man holding a rod.

nMin Sung pulled his sword back out and turned his body.

nThe remaining magic power charged toward the other 2 players.

nRippppp!

nThe sound of flesh ripping rang through the air.

nAs soon as Pheus saw that, he sprung up from his seat.

nThe 3 players plopped down on the ground on the verge of death.

nMin Sung stared down at the players and sighed.

nHe had bought expendable items, but he didn’t have a need to use them yet.

nMin Sung stared at Pheus with anticipation.

nThe strong ones were bound to appear eventually.

nIt was just a matter of when.

n“You’re… stronger than I thought.”

nPheus looked at Min Sung in awe and walked up to the altar.

nAs soon as he waved his hand, the 3 players flew out of the altar to the ground.

nPheus flashed a smile at Min Sung.

n“Then shall we begin?”

nPheus began to gather magic power within his hand.

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