Gi-Gyu had been feeling something boiling deep inside him ever since he arrived at the abandoned factory. It wasn’t something simple like anger; it was something different. 

“I…” Gi-Gyu was about to say something when Yeo Sung-Gu interrupted in panic, “They’re nobodies! Don’t be afraid and just attack!”

If Gi-Gyu escaped this place, Yeo Sung-Gu would be in big trouble. The punishment for everything he had done in the last few hours wasn’t something as simple as dismissal from the association. 

When Yeo Sung-Gu screamed, the Phoenix Guild members began to move. Choi Won-Jae, however, remained still as if he wanted to see how strong Gi-Gyu was.  

Bloodthirst clouded Gi-Gyu's eyes as he murmured, “If I were weak like I used to be, I would’ve died here.” Seconds later, a vicious and chaotic aura emerged from Gi-Gyu and flooded the abandoned factory. Akin to countless slithering snakes, it wrapped around his opponents.

“...” Choi Won-Jae continued to stand still and study Gi-Gyu. Most guild members present here were C-grade; Choi Won-Jae himself was an A-grade ranker. 

Gi-Gyu continued, “Had I died here, I would’ve joined the numerous who took their last breath here. I’m guessing countless innocents died here screaming.”

“What the hell are you mumbling?! Dammit! Get him already! Kill him!” Gi-Gyu’s menacing aura was successful in deterring his opponents, so the one behind this whole farce couldn’t help shouting angrily. 

“I can’t believe...