“Hic…. Hic….” A sorrowful cry rang out.

A white-haired girl wearing a white headband was sitting on the grassy field. She was Seol Jihu’s comrade from Stage 1, and someone who had given him valuable advice to help him arrive at his answer.

“Huang….”

This girl was currently crying in a suppressed voice with her head buried between her knees. Seol Jihu’s pity increased as her sorrowful weeps continued to ring out.

He slowly reached out to console her but paused before his hand touched her shoulder.

“….”

After retrieving his hand, Seol Jihu bit down on his lower lip and looked around the field. He could see several people standing in their own groups, and as they all had their weapons out, a rather hostile, belligerent air flowed in the area.

Moreover…

‘How?’

110 people. That was the number of people currently left in Stage 2.

There were 166 people when Stage 2 began, and the number had dwindled by 56 in just two days. They had either run away or were forced to sacrifice themselves.

‘How did this happen?’

He furrowed his brows before slowly closing his eyes. Seol Jihu quietly began to recall the events that happened in the last two days.

*

First day.

The remaining participants of the Banquet had sent an advance team into the Plaza of Sacrifice in exchange for allowing four of their comrades to exit.

The result was a total failure. As all twenty members of the advance team perished, those waiting outside were not able to recover any information.

That wasn’t all. The advance team had consisted of Evangeline Rose, a High Ranker, and a large number of Level 4s. The fact...