Twelve Thousand

"You gotta be joking..."

After painstakingly using most of his area-of-effect skills to wipe out all the monsters and quickly escape, in the end, he still wasn't able to defeat all of them fast enough.

As a result, the monstrous creatures' reinforcement had arrived before he could escape, ramping up the number of his enemies to 12,000.

Shye wasn't tired or anything, and he felt like he could go fight these creatures for hours should he have to.

It was just that their numbers were too overwhelming and he might not notice the sneaky approach of some creatures which might ultimately result in his death.

'The hell am I thinking?! Just focus! As long as I focus, I'll have a chance!'

With a resolute face, Shye faced the enormous horde of undead monsters, utterly impressing the two agents who were watching from the observation office.

"What a youngster..."