Although the arrival of several different tribes and many outsiders had some impact on the city, it was far from enough to cause chaos.
Possessing overwhelming strength and using the fierce reputation of the Nine-Headed Hydra, the Hydra Tribe was able to suppress everything and everyone with ease.
Under such conditions, time quickly went by.
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
The time for the Tribe Competition to start had finally arrived.
Hearing the call of the temporary Tribe Chief, Aaron opened his eyes and sprang to his feet.
A terrifying pressure erupted from his body as he did so, one that was infinitely close to the peak of Rank 2.
Aaron quickly controlled his strength, suppressing that momentum.
His right hand instinctively moved toward the silver sword hanging on his waist as his lips curved upward.
Over the past few days, he had managed to complete the second mission.
