People were unaware that it was their own very God who had caused this to happen to them, despite the fact that he himself was not yet aware of it.
Only James had the power to barely stand up, but he didn't do so as he was still reminiscing about the memory of turning into dust by this lord.
The terrifying pressure he felt from the distance—James thought it must be God's doing. He called this his own world; none could run amok here other than he himself.
He knew his master well.
At a distance of hundreds of meters away from them—
A place far away, chosen by his calculation. From then on, none of the people would have a direct effect on them once he used his transcendent rank technique.
The transcendent rank Rajin was on. Lightning mana surged inside him in a distinct pathway masterfully, as if the ball had been trailing down a marked path.
