“First, since some of you don’t know each other, let’s introduce ourselves.” At Lam’s instructions, the players in the thirteenth corps exchanged casual greetings.

“Hello. Name’s Pam. A swordsman.”

“Tordak. Lancer.”

“Sey. I’m an archer, and I double as a forward soldier.”

Technically, the thirteenth corps wasn’t large enough to be called a corps. Most of them had wandered in for training while they cleared the floors above. However, each player was strong and well-known above, and since they’d passed through the Ten Gates, their skills were clearly more than adequate. Not only that, they’d improved while fighting with divine beings. Yeon-woo observed their abilities with the Draconic Divine Eyes, revealing only as much of his magic power as he deemed necessary.

“Paneth.” The leader of the Elohim party didn’t say anything else besides her name. She seemed certain that everyone present had heard of her.

‘She’s the one who killed a god.’ Had it been Megaera? Killing a god not only required skill but also a special talent to transcend levels. ‘Did Poseidon and the others descend or give her something?’ Yeon-woo wondered what Paneth’s hidden card was....