"You all like hiding?"
"Then I'll just force every last one of you out."
"Come and hunt me. Let me see just how capable you are."
"I'll be waiting right here."
John quietly waited where he stood. He believed that this hunting announcement would definitely attract the other contestants within a five-kilometer radius.
...
Sure enough.
Not long after the hunting announcement rang out, the contestants of other races who were lying low within five kilometers all raised their heads.
The Wingborn had actually been hunted down?
And the hunter was only a level 150 human?
Interesting. The Wingborn had actually become so weak.
Also, this human seemed to have just entered, and he had happened to spawn at the human race's stronghold.
The only thing that surprised them was that this human had actually managed to counter-kill the three Wingborn.
To them, the Wingborn trio were nothing more than small fry.
