Yang Shin-Hae and the other two demonic Players seemed genuinely glad to meet the two instructors; they were very familiar with the pair, who were the first of the White Tiger Clan’s hounds sent to ambush and kill the three during the collapse of the Highoff Clan’s head office. The three demons had not expected to run into those very hounds in the Dungeon!

Just as Gi-Pyo said, the ‘gift bundle’ was so large, they could not stop laughing.

“How did you…!” the two instructors exclaimed, briefly frozen in shock.

The ‘Flail Devil’ Yang Shin-Hae, the ‘Sawblade Teeth’ Park Gi-Pyo, and the ‘Red Target’ Bae Woo-Gyeong—they had once been the highest-ranking Players in the Highoff Clan. If such people had entered the White Tiger Clan’s private property, that meant there was a hole in the Clan’s security.

The problem was that the three demonic Players had chosen this specific Dungeon out of all the other Dungeons that the White Tiger Clan owned. That meant they had to have ferreted out the Clan’s secret research facility.

“Hehe, what do you mean ‘how’? Of course, we proudly crawled our way into this Dungeon,” Shin-Hae replied. He took off a bracelet around his wrist, smiling slyly. Then, a pair of iron chains extended down from his sleeves link by link, hitting the ground loudly.

Thud!

At the end of each chain was a giant iron weight, larger than a human head. Shin-Hae’s weapons resembled the ancient Chinese weapon known as a meteor hammer. However, the weights on the end were also covered in spikes, which meant they could be considered flails.

“Anyway, it looks like we have a lot to talk about,” Shin-Hae said, grabbing the middle of one chain and starting to spin it around. Driven by centrifugal force, the iron flail head whirled around with a horrible sound that seemed as if it could split the air itself.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

He truly lived up to the title of ‘Flail Devil’.

Gulp!

The two instructors felt tense as they looked at Shin-Hae and the other demonic Players. Gi-Pyo,...