Third Instance Dungeon
Editor: Atlas Studios
After Pierce left the arena, he returned to the living room. The scythe in his hand was stained with the monster's blood. The stench instantly filled the entire living room.
The few people present pinched their noses and hid far away from Pierce. The room smelled terrible.
Pierce looked at the scythe in his hand thoughtfully. He wanted to know if the monster had been killed in the real world as well.
He threw the scythe outside and cast a cleansing spell. It was now drying outside.
Then, he opened the world chat and prepared to find the relevant answers. After all, some people might have already ended the battle in these few minutes.
After the simplest observation, Pierce realized that as long as the other party died, he would not be harmed in the real world. In other words, it was equivalent to a training ground.