Players dashed through the trees of the Imugi Forest in the northwest of the Dragon Temple on the fiftieth floor.

“Follow them!”

“They won’t have gotten far. If we lose them, we’re fucked. Catch them, no matter what.”

Swish.

The forest was perfect for training rankers and semi-rankers, but it was extremely noisy at the moment.

“Damn it…I don’t see the end. Where are all these bastards coming from?” Chatura, the vice-chatelaine of Demon Beauty Castle, gritted her teeth. She thought they’d evaded all of their pursuers but they were still hot on their tail.

She couldn’t believe what Demon Beauty Castle had gone through in the last few days.

Pant! Pant! She could feel a hot breath full of exhaustion on her neck. ‘If only Demon Beauty was awake…!’ Chatura gritted her teeth even harder as she looked at the pale Edora on her back.

After Edora entered the Dragon Temple for her trial, a sudden attack had messed everything up. From their clothing, it was obvious that the attackers were affiliated with different mercenary and magician groups.

They were players that had recently gathered under...