[Round will soon begin.]
[All the players will be teleported to their respective areas.]
[Please stand by.]
"…."
"So…. I guess this time I will be facing you, eh?" – said the fisherman with red, blue and white scales, as he stood in the middle of the vast grass field.
["The Fisherman That Hunts Titans"]
[Mug]
"So it would seem." – replied a giant floating black bone skeleton like monster with 6 arms and 3 heads.
["Marching Legion"]
[Doom]
"…"
(Okay…. I wasn't expecting this.) – thought bit nervous Doom.
(Mug? I'm fighting a motherfucking Mug of all the people!?)
(I would had been fine with any other monster out there, but him!?)
(He is like a bloody boss fight!)
(As of right now, Mug is known as one of the strongest players out there.)
(He fought strong basters here and there.)
(He even took the demon lord of red fangs… A raid boss that wiped out several guilds, by just himself and his guild.)
(Why the hell am I dealing with the final boss of this tournament now!?)
