At this moment, only a few minutes had passed since Shien's declaration that he would give them an hour.
In those few minutes, not only had top Legendary-tier powerhouses like Meldo, Yose, and Nobu fallen to the ground, but so had the other Legendary-tier beings and faction leaders, each letting out pained groans.
Shien stood amid the Human Realm powerhouses sprawled all over the ground, like a king standing tall atop a mountain of corpses and sea of blood. His figure was not particularly imposing, yet it radiated dominance.
The onlookers watched this scene, the shock in their hearts turning into something like numbness. They stood there blankly, staring at Shien for a long while without recovering their senses.
The same was true of those who had been drawn here by the commotion and were secretly watching the events unfold from the shadows.
"Is this the Hero?"
"Is this Shien Poztut's true strength?"
"He hasn't even drawn the Holy Sword."
"He's only been here for a little over half a year. Just how did he grow so strong so quickly?"
Everyone was filled with such thoughts. They racked their brains, agonized over it, and still could not reach any conclusion.
But there was one thing everyone understood.
Though Shien was young and had not been in this world for long, he was absolutely no pushover.
Not only was he no pushover, but this Hero was fundamentally different from the Heroes of the past. He simply could not be judged by common sense.
At the very least, none of the previous Heroes had ever been as forceful as Shien, nor had any Hero ever so recklessly attacked members of his own race.
"This Hero is not someone to provoke."
That was the thought that simultaneously arose in the minds of everyone