At the edge of the abyss, countless awakeners from the myriad races were pouring in, relentlessly hunting down the monsters that continued to surge out of its depths.
But something was different this time.
Unlike before, when a monster fell, it now left behind a shimmering Exp Drop.
These Exp Drops varied in value, but each one carried roughly double the amount of experience that the slain creature would normally have provided.
In other words, after the Exp Drop system began functioning, the experience-gaining speed for humanity's awakeners had essentially tripled.
At that very moment, a young awakener was moving cautiously along the fringes of the battlefield.
He was only level seventy-two, and in such a war zone, he had to keep every sense sharp, every nerve taut. A single careless move could cost him his life.
And yet he had no choice but to be here.
Because his father had entered the underground labyrinth more than ten hours ago and had not come out again.
