I never expected the restrictions in this second phase to be this extreme.
How was I supposed to fight without my senses?
Losing sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch—it was unthinkable. I couldn't even begin to imagine how I'd survive, let alone win a fight.
And yet—
Before I could even process my panic, a new wave of monsters emerged.
They were the same types as before—goblins, trolls, imps, and red bears. But this time, their auras were denser, darker, and far stronger.
Their presence alone felt overwhelming.
Not only that—
Their bodies had grown bigger, their strength had increased, and their aura levels had risen to near-master levels.
Tch. So they evolved with each phase?
It felt like I was trapped in a game where I had to fight against endless waves of enemies, each wave getting progressively harder.
I gritted my teeth.
If this were a game, then the only solution was to survive while defeating every monster that appeared.
But unlike a game—
