Along with the mercenary group, Atran entered the canyons as soon as they emerged from the portal. Normally, he wouldn’t have participated himself as he didn’t like being in danger, but he was too furious. He wanted to see Red Dragon suffer with his own eyes.  

However, as soon as he entered Monster World Formation, he realized something was wrong. ‘What is this?’

He saw traces of vicious fights, and there were even famous rankers and monstrous-looking chimeras among the dead bodies. Atran and the others had to struggle a bit as they faced an onslaught.

“Stop the attack!”

“It’s an attack from above! Shoot them, now!”

The mercenaries moved frantically to push the chimeras back, and the assassin guilds jumped out from the darkness to assist. However, their actions weren’t well-synchronized, and so they continued losing players. Witches also occasionally appeared to bother them.

“It’s a witch! She’s using magic again! Dispel! Use dispel!”

“You son of a bitch! It’s open there…ack!”

By the time they entered Disaster World Formation, their force of 500 had shrunk...