[F*ck! The Final Battlefield? No, it's time to escape!]
[This wonderful sense of déjà vu, I'm going to take out my camouflage uniform… Old Silver Coins + Voldemort Mode, activate!]
[To think that you guys still have the mood to joke. This is a matter of life and death.]
[How is this a matter of life and death? You can choose not to go.]
[If I don't go, I'll fall behind the other Lords. What's the difference between that and death?]
[Are you guys going to The Final Battlefield tomorrow?]
[Go! In any case, I can enter and exit at will. It's just that I'll have time to prepare. It's not a big problem. I'll treat it as seeing the world. If I'm lucky and encounter a few heavily injured Lords of other races, I'll kill them and obtain their ranking points. Then, I'll directly take off!]
