Capítulo 1169: The World Is A Stage

"Chase him! This guy is a loner! There's no help coming!" An ogre pointed his large mace—that seemed to be made from the thigh bone of a huge creature—and chased after a man who was speeding up the mountains.

Behind the ogre, a couple of goblins wearing wizard hats and robes whipped their hog mounts and tried to keep up the pace.

"I just wanted a few rank 3s. Why did a rank 4 pop up?" Varian slid down the giant mountain, jumped over the lake at its base, and—

When he stepped forward, the land sunk and something violently pulled him in. It was a bit too late when Varian realized he fell into a dangerous varient of quicksand.

'Ugh, this sucks.' Varian thrashed around to get to the shore but the quicksand was negating all of his movements.

Varian used his matter powers to move away from the quicksand. It was working, but it was just too slow. Whatever made this thing, was much more special than it seemed.