Then, just like that, time went by. A month, two months, three months, and four months...

The number of surviving humans decreased to 780 million from the initial one billion; 220 million casualties. Even when the number of human beings exceeded 6 billion in the past, the whole world would have been in an uproar if this number of human beings had died. Society collapsed, the law and order became nominal, then mass protests and civil wars broke out. 

However, the current humanity did not even blink an eye. No, rather, they were delighted as they saw hope. Because the damage caused by the slaughtering of the Giant of Doomsday was gradually decreasing.

"It is crazy for there to be 100,000 transcendents..." The young girl with a cute appearance, the Primordial God, murmured. She was baffled. She knew for a fact that the number of transcendents who died now on the Earth had exceeded 95 percent of the total number of transcendents who died in the entire Great Universe. Even if they were mass produced fakes who were remotely controlled, how could transcendents die like animals in a slaughterhouse? 

Half a year passed, and the number of surviving humans was still 780 million. The number of casualties remained 'only' within the 1 million mark. On the other hand, the kill count exceeded 300,000, since the player's battle against transcendents had completely stabilized. Above all, the fact that the location of Regen...