As always, Gwanghwamun Square was bustling with people, though it was completely different from just a few months ago. Currently, more than 95 percent of those left on Earth possessed Justice Weapons, and the entire human race consisted of players.

Gwanghwamun Square was full of various Beast-rank and Human-rank gigas. Not only that, but the players were holding gigantic railguns, plasma hammers, laser swords, and other high-tech weapons that humans could not replicate with the current technology. Naturally, all of these weapons were only loaners. The players would have to return the weapons after the stage ended. In order to purchase the weapons outright, they would have to pay an equivalent sum in rare metals and mana stones. However, only a very few players at the top could afford to pay the required amount.

“You’re not going to arm yourself?”

“Why would I bother? What could I possibly do in level 19? I’ll just be a burden to those who are clearing… I’ll just watch it play out in the cradle.”

“But don’t you think it’s a waste? You’re a swordmaster too, right?”

“It’s impossible for a fake swordmaster like me to do anything, whether or not I’m riding on a gigas. I’ll get one-shot by a l...