Theron sighed inwardly.
His luck was truly bad. This was supposed to be a challenge that only went up to Quasi King. If it was like this, though it would still be a bit difficult, he felt like he could manage.
As a Quasi Cloud Mancer now, the gap between him and a Quasi King was still massive, but right now, he was confident in taking one on in a one-on-one battle with about 60 to 70% odds of coming out decently well enough to fight another battle.
A King, though… well, that was a different problem entirely. He'd have to scratch and claw for 20% odds of survival, and that was assuming the weakest King-level Mancer.
Of course, these were all guesses on his part. He had fought a Quasi King before, but never a real King. And even then, that Quasi King had been significantly weakened by him first.
Maybe this was why Goddess Sacharro had given him three years to begin with. It hadn't even been half a year since then now, and he was already trying to finish up.
