Yeon-woo pulled Carshina's Dagger out of the neck of the last player. A bloody froth oozed out of the players mouth as he collapsed to the ground with a gurgle. The area was filled with corpses of the players whom Bild had controlled to attack Yeon-woo.

With the annihilation of Arangdan in Section F, it was safe to say that it was practically destroyed. However, there was one survivor who had yet to be killed. ‘Bild.’ Yeon-woo gently shook the blood off the dagger and began walking in the direction where Bild had fled. With his enhanced senses, Yeon-woo could feel Bild rushing his way to a place that seemed like a basement warehouse.

Yeon-woo lightly kicked off the ground. Swish!

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Bild stopped in front of a shabby warehouse located at the edge of the base. Despite its dilapidated appearance, the warehouse was protected by a combination of magic circles and barriers. Only executives of Arangdan or those in higher positions were allowed to enter this secret place.

'Quickly! I don’t have time for this!' Bild knew his puppets wouldn’t be able to hold Yeon-woo...