Self-Proclaimed Devil, Fish Takes the Bait

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the cold, reeking hall, several cackling Patient Eeries caught the scent of prey.

Before they could find the source, an invisible Curse Eerie Aura swept over them.

The Eeries were instantly disemboweled, all their failing organs ripped out.

Their remaining husks were twisted into strips of dried meat and tossed into a corner like trash.

The organs were devoured clean in midair by some invisible Eerie...

"Pfft—"

Behind them, the "prize pool" accumulated by the four black-clad players stacked up again.

But one of the players spat out even more blood, his face visibly turning pale.

"What are you standing around for? Restore his condition already!"

Scarred Player pulled out something resembling spicy blood stew and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

In an instant, his depleted condition gradually recovered.

But the scrawny player was clearly at his limit. "Drain me, patch me up, then drain me again... Bro, spare this tiny body of mine."

"There's still the daily quest tomorrow. I... I want to quit..."

Scarred Player's gaze turned icy. "Are you sure? We've killed at least thirty Patient Eeries already. Kill ten more, and once the prize pool opens, we'll get at least two [Epic]-quality eerie items."

"We might even get a [Collector's Grade] item!"

"You can quit now, sure. Take one [Collector's] item and get lost."

"You!" The scrawny player's hands trembled with rage.

In the end, he endured it with a pale face.

"Hang in there a little longer... At least get an [Epic] item. Grit your teeth!" a player beside him urged.

"We've made it this far. Giving up now would mean all our efforts were wasted. Look at the Game Panel's prize pool—it's already red to the point of turning purple!" another player persuaded him as well.

Clearly, with one