In the Outer District, where the Elohim’s Outer Space Peals of the Great was located, a dark shadow lengthened on the ground, and a multitude of people appeared from within—players who had pledged allegiance to Arthia.

“Haa…haa…”

“What…is that?”

The players panted in exhaustion, speechless from the fight among the divine beings in the Outer Space. Only one word could describe the sight: incredible. They felt that everything they’d achieved up to this point was worthless, and the way Yeon-woo fought had made a profound impression on them. They could only feel awe.   

At first, they had various motivations for joining Arthia—to relive their past greatness, to find a footing in the new hierarchy, to spread their name—but that all meant nothing now. After getting over their awe, the first thing that came to their minds was that they needed to follow Yeon-woo. They had gained conviction.

Then, before the Outer Space collapsed, they were swallowed by a shadow and taken to the Outer District. They shivered because what Yeon-woo had done was still clear in their minds.

“He’s truly a mighty person.” The leader of Iron Throne, Hanathan,...