The scene was so astonishing that Gi-Gyu, try as he might, couldn’t hide or control his shock.

He watched silently as his enemies approached him from all around. He clenched his fists and thought angrily, ‘So it wants me to experience death?’

Did the Tower’s system even know what death really was? Gi-Gyu had already experienced it several times before.

Terrible darkness and loneliness.

Despair and pain.

The indescribable fear.

‘That’s death.’ Gi-Gyu remembered it very well. It wasn’t something he wanted to experience again, but…

“If that’s what’s necessary, I’ll do it,” he announced. He was on the test floor; if he failed to accomplish the goal set by the system, he couldn’t leave this space. Only death would await him if he didn’t pass this test. So either way, he would have to die.

Lou said to Gi-Gyu,

-Do your best.

Gi-Gyu nodded. He saw the first row of soldiers coming toward him. They looked like lowly foot soldiers because they wore average armors and held mediocre weapons.

The army running toward him had orcs, goblins, lizardmen, other low-level monsters, and even unique...