Clang.0

Pulling out the spear embedded in the ground, Kim Jong-Heon let out a twisted grin.0

His opponent was a newbie who had just entered the Core. Although that didn’t mean the guy was as weak as a regular person, his skill mastery in the Status Window was likely close to zero, making him no match for someone like him, whose mastery had exceeded 50%.0

However, as he stood before his prey, an inexplicable unease wrapped around his entire body.0

Do-Jun’s eyes, watching him as if finding this amusing, and his casual attire—a gray hoodie, jeans, and sneakers, with a casual backpack slung over his shoulder—put Kim Jong-Heon at unease.0

The fact that he’s here means he’s at least cleared the tutorial, he thought.0

This man looked like he was on a leisurely walk in a neighborhood park. He wasn’t even holding a weapon.0

And that tattoo on his wrist… what is that? There’s no way he’s already joined a Blood Alliance, Kim Jong-Heon thought, looking at the sword-shaped tattoo engraved on Do-Jun’s wrist.2

Kim Jong-Heon swallowed hard and muttered something under his breath, thinking he should test something. Soon, the leaf-shaped tattoo on his own wrist started to glo...0