The notifications did not end there.

[Mass Teleport]

[The Monarch summons all of his opponents.]

Light flashed everywhere as the players began to appear one by one.

“Cough!” 

“Treatment! Priests! Hurry up! Use heal!” 

“Shit, f*ck!! He’s too strong!!” 

“What priest?! All the priests and mages are dead now!!”

“Everyone else from my team is annihilated, except me?!”

“Is this a bug? How can we clear this?!”

The players were all flustered and confused. Kentaro, whose armor had turned into rags, stood firm as he maintained his defensive posture by crossing his katanas together.

‘This… We’re supposed to break this…?’ Kentaro thought with a frown. Something had gone wrong, terribly wrong.

‘Isn’t this mob impossible to hunt as of the moment?’

In playing Athenae, most of the players continued to level up. As their level grew, their strength would also grow. As a result of this, Athenae continued to provide new updates so the players would not get bored or tired of the game as they set new goals for themselves. However, the Ancient Monarch in front of them had gone beyond that category. Kentaro estimated that the tankers present now would only be able to hunt the Ancient Monarch six months later. To think that Athenae actually put a boss mob like this here?

‘Do you want us all to die?’

Looking around, Kentaro could see that most of the players were out of commission with just the blow from earlier. Most of them had lost their armor’s durability, and even...