“Wow... Isn’t this completely different from what I expected?”0

"Yes, this is serious.”0

Huroi, Peak Sword, and Pon entered Siren. They climbed onto the walls of sand and frowned as they looked at the battlefield. The level of the players who invaded Siren was so high that it exceeded the range assumed.0

“There are 1,000 of them. The average level is in the mid 200s.”0

"Of those, around 30 are third advancement classes. This isn’t at the level of rabble. They’re specialized in combat.” 0

The words were surprisingly casual. No, they weren’t enjoying it as the players slaughtered the people and soldiers of Siren. The eyes of the three people were observing the movements, equipment, and skills of the enemies when they noticed something in the center of the battlefield.0

"Eh?”0

"Regas is being pushed?”0

"White? Who’s that?”0

Regas had entered the battlefield first with Katz. Pon and the others weren’t concerned about him. Who was Regas? He was a talented person who fought against Damian in PvP. If Kraugel and...0