The Death Battle

*Bam!

The sound of impact echoed throughout the dungeon room as Vans' body collided with the wall behind him at tremendous speed. The wall itself cracked under the pressure of the collision, unable to withstand the force exerted by Vans' body. Surprisingly, Vans managed to survive such a powerful attack.

"Ugh... Damn it," Vans grumbled as he adjusted his posture after being hit. Despite his pain-reducing abilities, he could still feel the effects of the attack. It further proved the strength of the assault he had just endured. Even Vans himself acknowledged that it was the strongest attack he had faced since entering this world.

"How does my first greeting feel? Is it too harsh for you?" asked a man standing not far from where Vans now stood. Judging from his voice, he was a man, dressed in a black robe and wearing a black mask with white lines covering his face.

He was the person Vans encountered upon entering the final room of the dungeon. The moment Vans laid eyes on him, he could