The sand fell down much quicker than Seol Jihu anticipated. No, it actually wasn’t all that different from a normal hourglass. But because of the sudden turn of events, everything seemed more urgent.

As the silence continued to stretch, everyone studied each other carefully. There wasn’t a single person here who didn’t understand the conditions. Every single one of them was on the lookout for any sort of change.

A full minute went by as everyone stood idly. The sand had already fallen to the point where it was starting to be noticeable.

“Damn!”

“Fuck….”

All sorts of grunts flowed out. People’s contorted faces distorted even further, to the point where they began to look like demons.

The conditions were shitty enough by themselves, but there was even a time limit? Whoever created this stage had to be screwing with the participants on purpose. Otherwise, would they have needed to force the situation this much?

In any case, about a tenth of the sand had already trickled down. In other words, they had to make some sort of a decision in the next nine minutes.

Eventually, someone who wasn’t able to stand the tension spoke up, “Everyone go in!”

With a woman’s shout as the starting point, the once silent plain became noisy.

“It says at least six people need to enter. There is no limit on the number of people that can enter!”

The woman was suggesting that everyone work together to conquer the Plaza of Sacrifice. It was the fairest method given the situation they were in.

However, this argument was only agreeable on the surface. It was difficult to expect all 166 people to come to an agreement with the same intention.

“Mm…. All of us going in is a bit….” A man standing near the woman rubbed his chin. “Only six people need to go in to activate...