Finished with his business in the Black City of the Scavenger Guild, Ethan walked while still wearing his LionArk uniform covered with bloodstains.
He had no intention of wiping the blood away because he wanted everyone to know they should not bother him or the LionArk guild.
Ethan stored his sword and walked along the dirt road in the forest. Not a single player from that city dared to chase him, challenge him, or demand answers from him.
They had seen Ethan destroy the city built by the Big Three guild all by himself. He wasn't badly hurt and he didn't die, which was enough to show his terrifying strength.
If they forced themselves to challenge him, they would die in a miserable way. Ethan continued walking alone through the quiet forest road.
No monster came to threaten him. Every monster on the path had already been killed by him.
They would only respawn for him tomorrow. Ethan stepped past the teleport crystal and walked with a steady pace toward the west.
