Two days.
The Lunacolis clan used that time wisely.

Their opponents were no ordinary pests.
They could have ignored them and sent them off casually.
Still, they didn’t let their guard down.

“Kar Fer is dead. We can’t take this lightly.”

They had a hidden ace up their sleeve.
If not, they wouldn’t have accepted the match against the Lunacolis clan.

There were three cunning Earthlings on their side.
Who knew what kind of trick they might pull on the day of the match?

They prepared seriously for the match.

“Looks like more spectators than expected.”

The participants gathered in the Colosseum.
They looked at the packed stands and were taken aback.

The Scarlet team made faces as if they were disgusted.
They didn’t seem pleased at all.

“What is going on here…?”
“Doesn’t this mean the other players are looking forward to seeing us tear those bugs apart?”
Krrr…

The reason so many spectators gathered was because of extensive promotion.
Who did the promotion?

“Good. Very good.”

Daimus looked down at the crowd with a satisfied smile.
With such a turnout, he could secure enough causality.

‘I should be getting paid for my efforts.’

Though it had only been four days, Daimus had been mentally exhausted because of the error player.

The reward for that?
Daimus intended to extract as much benefit as possible from the error player.

The causality he left behind would come in handy for the dwarves.

“It looks like everyone is here. Then, let me explain the rules once again.”

To summarize Daimus’s explanation, the match they were about to participate in was a captain battle.
Once the captain dies, the game is over.

It was different from the winning streak format.
A streak battle is typically a 1v1 format, but the captain battle is a team fight.
It would be a 10v10 clash.

“Anyone can win!”

The crowd went wild.
Since one of the two teams would be wiped out, it promised to be a bloody, violent massacre, as thrilling as Earthling entertainment.

Everyone had come expecting that.

“Aren’t they the ones who were fighting to avoid elimination? What made them choose such a reckless match?”
“Who knows? We’re just here to enjoy. It doesn’t matter who dies.”

People were chattering among themselves.

“……”

The majority of the beastmen in the crowd hoped for the Lunacolis clan to win, but they knew better than anyone that this wouldn’t be the case.
The Lunacolis clan.
The strongest male in the clan, Necher Fer, stepped forward.
He stood tall in the center of the arena, drawing the audience’s attention.

“…No matter how I see it, the Lunacolis are not going to lose.”
“You can’t ignore the difference in species.”

The Lunacolis team, made up of powerful hybrids, faced off against team 2, a hodgepodge of ordinary species.

“I heard there’s an Earthling on Scarlet’s team.”
“An Earthling?”

Earthlings.
If you had to name the weakest species in the Tower of Struggle, Earthlings would be among the top three.
They were considered nothing but pests by most other species, and in fact, they were at rock bottom.

Their potential was zero.
But their greed exceeded any other species.

‘They’re teaming up with those guys and facing off against hybrids?’

Are they out of their minds?
Have they finally decided to die?

The spectators had similar thoughts.
They all figured that the Scarlet team had gone crazy and wanted to die.

Even Scarlet herself had a hard time making this decision.
If you were human, you’d naturally feel reluctant to gamble with your life.

But she was convinced.
She listened to Kim Min-seong and saw the possibility.
There was a reliable basis, after all.

The error player had already killed one Lunacolis.
Assuming it wasn’t a coincidence, they had a real chance to win.

So the Scarlet team bet their lives on it.
They decided that now was the perfect time to secure points, with the error player interested in their team.

“…Maybe we shouldn’t have come. Kekrek.”

That doesn’t mean that courage suddenly sprang up out of nowhere, turning them into fearless warriors.
Golrak and Jade were already regretting it.

‘There’s no turning back now.’

Running away wasn’t an option.
Their choices were to die by the Lunacolis clan or struggle to seize an opportunity.

Scarlet gripped her spear tightly.
Just standing there, her hands were drenched in sweat.

‘…But what the hell is up with you?’

Scarlet glanced sideways.
She saw Kim Min-seong, the Earthling who called the error player hyung.

She couldn’t understand his expression at all.

‘…Why is he not scared?’

From what she observed over the past two days, Kim Min-seong was not an Earthling with a special skill like the error player.
He was just another Earthling.
With the Soul System, his stats were probably around 10 or 11.

‘…Why is he so sure they’ll win?’

Kim Min-seong’s face showed confidence.
It was an expression full of belief, as if he was certain the error player would win.
It didn’t make sense.

“Please register the captain.”

The Lunacolis clan had already chosen their captain.
Necher Fer, the strongest male in their team.

Scarlet hesitated for a moment.
She needed time to decide, since it wasn’t something they had discussed beforehand.

“Give me the captaincy.”

The error player spoke, wearing a strangely shaped helmet.
The sound echoed inside the helmet, creating a hollow effect.

“…If the captain dies, the game ends. Are you confident?”
“Yeah.”
“If you die, we all die. Keep that in mind.”
“Got it.”

The error player responded casually.
Some might think that answer was irresponsible, but Scarlet didn’t see it that way.
She felt confidence in the way the error player spoke, as if he didn’t care about the risks.

“The captains have been decided.”

A large crown was placed on the captain’s head.
It felt like the announcer was making it clear that only the captain would be targeted.

“Now, let the game begin.”

The countdown started.
The roar of the crowd was deafening, shaking the very air.

But it didn’t matter.
The eyes and ears of the nervous Scarlet team were entirely focused on the Lunacolis clan.

Whooooooosh—!
With a loud trumpet blast, the Lunacolis clan charged at the Scarlet team.

Roar—!
The speed was so fast that Kim Min-seong couldn’t even react.
All his stats except for luck were around 10.

‘Stretch out your hand.’

Fearful, he took a few steps back but kept to the plan.
He reached out his hand and pretended to activate a skill.

[Frozen Prison]

At that moment, an ice wall shot up, trapping one of the Lunacolis.

‘I knew it…!’
Kim Min-seong looked at the error player with a face full of gratitude.

“Min-seong! Snap out of it!”
Lee Soo-jung’s sharp voice snapped Kim Min-seong back to his senses.
The two of them fought desperately to avoid dying together.

“Kekrek! I—I’m gonna die! I don’t want to die!”
The rest of the team was in a similar situation.
They were desperately running from the Lunacolis, trying to avoid them.

The situation was only slightly better for Grash and Segei.
They were able to hold one Lunacolis off for a moment, but they couldn’t win.

“Krrr. You should have thought about the consequences before charging in. Pay with your life.”
“…Kugh!”

Scarlet thrust her spear.
It was a fairly fast thrust, but it was futile.
It didn’t even touch the Lunacolis.

‘Faster, faster!’

The error player had to take down their captain.
That was their only chance.

The wait wasn’t long.

“What’s he doing?”
“Isn’t he an Earthling?”
“Shouldn’t Earthlings wear regular clothes? You can’t really tell just by looking at them.”

Martial artists adopt unique stances before using their techniques.
At first glance, their posture might look defenseless.

“This is weird.”

There was something hidden within that stance that shouldn’t be casually dismissed.
It was a challenge toward their sect.

Of course, the error player’s version of the stance was different.

You could make fun of it.
You could underestimate it.

In the end, it was just a poorly mimicked technique.

‘Meaning? I don’t care about that.’

The important thing was that it looked similar enough.

‘Combine a mighty strike and the Threefold Sword technique’s thrust.’

The error player mimicked the technique Eun Seoryeong had used.
His athleticism made it possible.

‘Let agility handle the speed, and the mighty strike and Threefold Sword will handle the damage.’

One breath, and it would be over.
But he couldn’t do that.

‘There are too many spectators here.’

If these people thought all dragons were friendly, they were wrong.
There might be powerful fighters who would turn hostile at the sight of a dragon, just like the swordmasters from the mid-tier seen in the floor 1 crew making.

So the error player chose.
He decided to hide the dragon’s breath.
That’s why he wore the helmet—there was a reason for it.

“Descendant’s Arrow.”

He surged forward, reaching the peak of his speed.
If he wasn’t careful, he might end up taking a fatal hit.
If the opponent was faster than the Descendant’s Arrow technique, it would be a suicide charge.

But he wasn’t afraid.
With Cheolpo Samgong activated, the error player became like a cannonball, far more dangerous than the Descendant’s Arrow.

“Krrr! You’re dead…!”

The Scarlet team’s captain charged.
It was almost like begging for death.

For the Lunacolis clan, this was a win-win situation, even if they had to die with their opponent.

For pride’s sake.
They abandoned defense and lunged their sharp claws toward the error player.

Whoooosh—!
[Azar Fer’s soul is absorbed.]
[Strength increases by 0.03.]

The Lunacolis clan dies.

[The Soul System successfully manifests a part of Azar Fer’s soul.]
[You can acquire "Warrior of Pride (D)".]