"Ha ha, isn't it obvious who the coward really is? Babeng isn't afraid of some magic tower. That Owin is Level 27 just like Babeng, and Babeng has powerful magical equipment. Only Babeng knows Babeng's true strength. Professionals who never fight or adventure can't earn gold coins, and now... a great fortune is beckoning to Babeng!"
Punk's warning was completely useless. The grinning ogre had already drawn the massive hammer-like staff from his belt, his smug face brimming with confidence in his own strength.
As the saying went, a newborn calf feared no tiger. True ignorance brought true fearlessness. As an ogre who had never experienced a battle at the Legendary tier yet became incomparably excited by direct combat, Babeng was truly "fearless."
After delivering that mocking speech to Punk, the reckless giant simply burst into laughter and flung the table before him away with one hand. Then, without restraint, he released his Legendary aura and roared toward the sky:
"Owin! You old turtle hiding in your shell, do you dare come out and fight Babeng? It doesn't matter if you won't come out. Babeng is coming to find you now!"
The ogre mage had no intention of concealing himself. Ignoring Punk's warning, he had directly and presumptuously declared war on the Kaiboldo Imperial Nation. His terrifying voice shook space itself, instantly pulverizing the insignificant tavern. The shockwave of sound sent the clouds overhead boiling and churning.
This time, all the "sneaking around" Babeng hated had completely vanished. Every creature in the entire Kaiboldo Imperial Nation who was not deaf had certainly heard the ogre mage's earthshaking roar, and everyone who was not dead had certainly felt the soul fluctuations unleashed by a Legendary professional.
All secrecy had become a joke, and every disguise shattered like the overturned table. After