Whispers of Prayer in Hell

'Are you mocking me?' Benton thought.

But he didn't push the matter further and retrieved his hands. It would be unmannerly for him to pursue it. He had only applied part of his strength after all but it should have been greater than the average newbie.

Little did he know that no matter how much strength he applied it would have been of no use. Klautz's strength wasn't as miniscule as he thought it would be.

'You will be getting quite a few surprises.' Klautz thought.

The best fate for a newbie was to be a follower of one of these second gen. That was the easiest way to enter any of the top guilds.

Those who could not become their followers would either have to go through the gruelling competition which wasn't anything better than a rat race, to enter the guilds or would have to die in peace. Not everyone was like Gozoto and his mercenaries who could survive all on their own in the world of hell.