Everyone was horrified when they saw the masked figure really kill Ethan's group of four. They had the backing of the powerful Dungeon Management Association, yet the hooded figure didn't hesitate to eliminate them.
"It's done," the masked figure sighed in relief and turned to address the crowd. "Should I kill all of you too? At least that way, nobody would blame their deaths on me."
His words made the crowd tremble in fear. Even Emily clenched her fists tightly, her face covered in sweat. As strong as she was, she knew she was no match for the hooded figure.
'No one here can match him,' she thought, her heart heavy with dread.
"Ah, I was just kidding. No need to worry, haha," the masked figure chuckled. "My task here is done. See ya."
With that, the masked man disappeared from the dungeon, leaving a trembling crowd sighing in relief.
