Suddenly, their surroundings changed drastically.
The crowded market on the third floor transformed into a cold snowfield.
A blizzard started to blow snow around them, which caused their vision became blurry.
Suddenly, three men in black appeared on top of a protruding snow peak.
Looking at the three men in black standing in front of him, Mike felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Just then, a familiar voice sounded again.
"Welcome to my hunting ground!"
"Evil King? Where are you? Come out quickly!"
Hankov shouted angrily after hearing the Evil King's voice.
The Evil King's voice came from the direction of the sky again.
"Don't be so serious! Actually, I don't want to end this game so early!
"However, since you insist on trying to stop me, I have no other choice but to play along!"
With another cold laugh, the Evil King spoke again.