Into the Woodlands
We formed a group of twenty players with five members each.
My lips curved into a smirk. Five players in a group was the ideal number for me to finish them off without a problem, and proceeded to my next target.
<Host is very motivated!>
Of course, I am!
I needed those Evil Points to buy the [Evil Pocket Dimension] and the [Handsome Elixir]. And at the end of the day racked so many EXP so that no one could threaten me in this world anymore.
If strength was the only law they followed here, then so be it. It worked in my favour as long as I has the System.
I then flicked my attention to where Thomas was.
Too bad that Thomas was in another group. I made sure that he stayed in line until we reached the Woodlands. I took it that his growl from before was a confirmation . . . I hope.