The environment outside the Chrysalis Forest dungeon was heavy with tension and excitement. Hunters, Evolvers, and mercenary squads were scattered across the grassy clearing, some patching wounds, others laughing over loot, and many exchanging rumors of those who dared enter deeper difficulties.
Near the edge of the field, five figures sat quietly on the ground, their armor dented, clothes torn, and skin marked with battle scars. Sweat clung to their brows, yet their eyes burned with a sharp, unyielding light. They weren't broken—just exhausted from another brutal run.
A few curious evolvers gathered nearby, whispering,
"Hey, who are they? Why are they sitting on the ground like that?" one newcomer asked, pointing at Ryuzen's group.
"Hahaha… those are the ones who were arrogant enough to challenge Hell Mode," another sneered. "And now, they've had their asses handed to them."
"Wow! Doesn't that mean they beat Extreme Mode?" a younger hunter piped up, his eyes wide with awe.
