"He actually knows the Lord of Competitions."
The surrounding mercenaries were dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? The Lord of Competitions is one of the oldest and most powerful deities in the Sinners' Realm. It's said that even other deities don't receive courtesy from the Lord of Competitions, so how could it have had any contact with a mere human awakener?"
"It's over for Monk; he's likely to die in the Deity Altar now."
The mercenaries began to grow fearful.
A person who had interacted with a deity was not someone they, average awakeners around level 80, could contend with.
Observing Henry's departing silhouette, the mercenary captain's expression turned exceedingly grim, his inner turmoil palpable.
Astonishingly, Henry had established a connection with the elusive Lord of Competitions, a feat that left the captain both deeply shaken and seething with envy.
