Kim Seon-Hyeok shook the blood off his hands. Lying flat in front of him was a colossal monster with a cracked skull, dead.

“Now, ten.”

That was the number of Transcendentals that had been destroyed by his hand. Even so, there were still many Transcendentals left in the world. 

“Tsk, why are the Transcendentals so weak.”

He wasn’t speaking empty words. Forget reaching the same level as the Hero in his heyday, the Transcendentals wasn’t even at the same level as the Demon King Park Sang-Jin. Drawing upon his powers as the War Dragon was enough.  

Ssssssah

At that moment, a large stain seemed to be appearing underneath the dead Transcendent’s body. The darkness was something that could only be seen in the depths of a gloomy cave and it rose up like a heat haze and swallowed the Transcendental’s corpse.

“It’s not that they’re weak. It’s that you’re strong.”

A beat later, he heard a thin voice. It was Han Jin-Hee, the Companion of Thanatos, the Lord of the Underworld.

Kim Seon-Hyeok seemed to have noticed her presence from the beginning because he didn’t bother turning his head. He simply responded indifferently as he watched the scene of the Reaper eating, who was going against the promised rest for the dead, and devouring the dead.

“With this, the promised number is filled, so…”

“The deal has been made....