[4:38 remaining to kill, or death.]
Alex had less than five minutes to take down one of the remaining participants, or he was screwed.
If he failed to do so, he'd be facing off against the Primordial Dragons.
"I think you'd probably manage to kill two of them with your current strength," Alphox laughed, his voice full of amusement.
'Maybe, but there's ten of them, not two.'
The idea of fighting even one Primordial Dragon was a nightmare.
Taking down two? Doable, but still risky.
But all ten? That was nothing short of suicide.
And the worst part? The battlefield itself was Xyrran's domain, the space-and-time dragon.
There was no guarantee that Xyrran wouldn't manipulate the space inside to his advantage, tilting the odds against Alex even further.
It was like the [God of the Abyss] with the [Abyss], or Kaelios, the [God of Destiny] with the [Garden of Destiny].
