An attribute filled with all sorts of power buffeted them, and a mighty force that transcended that of humans constantly battered the earth. The proxies were truly strong and couldn’t be compared to ordinary foreigners. 

But that was it. 

Although the proxies’ skills and physical abilities were clearly strong, the proxies themselves were ridiculously inadequate.

They would hit out with their skill and move their bodies and each time, the earth vibrated and the sky shook. However, there wasn’t any sense of anticipation that was peculiar to the superhumans who had reached the highest state.

The proxies were randomly using the power they borrowed from the Transcendentals. 

The path they had walked was clearly visible. Kim Seon-Hyeok couldn’t help but laugh uncontrollably at the insubstantiality of these people who had developed and grown by simply doing whatever the Transcendentals told them to do without any worries or crisis.

“Ack!”

When he saw the proxy screaming his head off as he would die from a single punch, Kim Seon-Hyeok felt pathetic as he thought about how vigilant and wary he had been of such people.

“Die, you monster!”

He stared at the man who was charging forward with his sword in a fit of rage. Seon-Hyeok roughly grabbed the blade. The energy that filled the blade was destructive to the point that it even cause the War Dragon to feel tingling in his hand as he gripped it tightly 

Although it may not be as bad as the Holy Sword Balmung, it was still an unusual sword.

“Did you think this world is a game?”

With that sudden remark, the man’s expression distorted as he twisted his sword. In an instant, Seon-Hyeok’s hand became...