Internal Conflict?

"Permanent Enhancement Potion?" The Fire Manipulator, who was still in shock after seeing the five-digit damage value appear, suddenly regained his senses upon hearing Phoenix's words. Then he quickly looked toward the Tyrant's corpse.

As expected, among the items dropped by the Tyrant, there was indeed a spiral-tube blue potion.

"T-virus Permanent Enhancement Potion, and it was dropped by a Commander Grade monster. Even if it's not a perfect grade, it should be at least the excellent grade, right?" The Fire Manipulator's breathing quickened.

He knew there was no way he would have a chance to get the Permanent Enhancement Potion.

He knew he was definitely not someone capable of messing with the group of five in front of him. The strength that was shown by the group was, without a doubt, at the top-class level.

He suddenly remembered his earlier cursing and his belief that only five superstar players combined would be able to defeat a Tyrant.