To outsiders, Klein made dealing with the Hydra look easy.
It wasn't.
Even with a max-level account and every skill unlocked, it was exhausting to avoid using any powerful moves and rely only on weaker spells while still making yourself look just strong enough!
Klein watched the Hydra thrash and howl as it was hacked to pieces. He felt nothing—if anything, he was starting to find it a little funny.
But the spectators in the stands and the judges were nowhere near as calm.
The Ministry of Magic Aurors on guard nearby stared at Klein as if they'd seen a ghost.
Sigh. The more I watched people like him, the more I felt I'd wasted my whole life.
So this was the Child of Magic?
An eerie silence fell over the vast arena.
Aside from the Hydra's screams, there wasn't a sound to be heard.
"Wonderful! Just wonderful!"
In one section of the stands, Gellert Grindelwald was so excited that his face flushed red. He nearly jumped up and danced a jig.
Hearsay was one thing. Seeing it with your own eyes was another.
With talent like this, Klein's future achievements would surely rival his own!
"Leader, don't get too excited! Calm down!"
Since the leader was so delighted, Old Zod had to forcibly hold Gellert back and make him calm down.
That was what he said, but the excitement in his own eyes was hardly any less than Gellert's.
The Saints had hope!
"The Hydra can't hold out any longer! It's about to fall! Could Player Klein be about to accomplish an unprecedented feat?!"
On the field, the "beating" continued.
The monster was, after all, bound and unable to move. Under the Divine Guard Knights' relentless attacks, it was close to giving out.
Bagman's excited voice rang through the