"What the... what kind of hell is this place?!"
A burly mercenary leader with a scarred face slammed his fist onto the nearby fleshy wall. Sticky blood splattered over his face, and he didn't care. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage as he shouted hoarsely, "Can anyone tell me?! What the hell is that creature?! And what the hell is this place?! That so-called Martial Saint Ruins, it's all a damn scam! A trap!!"
His roar was like lighting a powder keg.
"Yeah! What the hell is going on?!"
"Deep Blue Heavy Industries! It must be Deep Blue's doing! Their people ran off first!"
"Bullshit! The people from Deep Blue got swallowed too! I saw several of them in their uniforms get swallowed by that monster when we were making a run for it!"
"Then who was it?! Who lured us here and trapped us in this hellhole just to feed that monster?!"
But the crowd's questions hadn't finished spilling out.
Rumble—!!!!
