Haroon

"Hahahaha!"

A man was naked in a large room, smiling loudly. In one wall facing his gaze, there was a large hole that looked beyond a radius of 3 meters and a dark shade remained on the edge.

"Again. Wave!"

Along with the synthesis, a powerful wave from his body shifts to the wall. The waves emitted from the man's body overlap each other for a short period of time. When they arrived near the wall, they were enormously large, but when they touched the wall, they burst with a powerful explosion sound.

Boom!

The steel wall, which exceeded 10 centimeters, had another hole three meters in diameter.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh."

The man smiled as if he could not control the joy.

"I was finally born a perfect superhuman. All that remains is to maximize your abilities. Now the world will worship me and the superhumans.

The young man opened the door on the side of the sacred wall and came out. There was a middle-aged man in a white robe waiting, and all sorts of precision machinery were running around him.

"Congratulations, Grand Duke! The best numbers came out."

"Hehe. Good work, you guys."

The young man smiled with a satisfactory smile and gently reacted, and received the clothes that the middle-aged man was holding with both hands.

The bones of strength that are as strong as rubber and steel that do not fall away, and the refreshing inside of the head that flies away, the sensation that can be sensed alive as if seen from the outside of a visit with attention to the situation was so different from that of an old man who was just waiting for death, it seemed to have changed to a nature that was cooler than ice.

"What do you think?"

"I think I know what it's like to be reborn. It's a completely different procedure."

"That's what everyone else said. However, the ability of the promoter is simply outrageous."

"Hehe."

The young man, called the promoter, smiled satisfactorily and checked his readings as he was fully clothed.

"The vacuum wave you're using now represents only seven percent of your promoter's potential. Now that you have grown to this extent with a short training, you will be able to blow away a single living thing with one finger in the next few months."

"Cuckoo. You won't have to wait a few months, lab director. But what's the status of the others?"

The young man raises his mouth and asks.

"The second superhuman project is also a huge success. Thirteen out of 15 people who had received the great law of life transfer became superhumans. Unfortunately, they failed because the cells were already dying."

"Oh, I don't mind those greedy old men. Those who should have died a long time ago were greedy enough to hold onto the ropes. So, you're taking all the necessary steps, right?"

"Yes, we are working on a post-project with a focus on applying it to a new body. Those of you who are done with that are training to express the superpowers that have been transferred from the heretics."

"Haha! Good. Must have imprinted the pledge of allegiance?"

"Yes. You will never betray me. The moment I realized I was going against the promoter, I was in extreme pain, and I was able to cause my brain cells to completely disintegrate in the long run."

"Huh-huh-huh. It's a shame I had to make that imprint in the first place. In the future, my Glory Gaia will rule the world."

"Your Grace!"

They were acting as if they were the Emperor and his servants.

"But how are the other six doing on the first project?"

"The six of them were not as good as the promoters, but they were able to express some talent. Especially when it comes to Mrs. Lauren, she has a peculiar advantage over water."

"Kleckle! She would have gotten that far. Her name is Golden Queen of HG, my long-time competitor, my partner, and the mother of my child."

She was also his wife, but the promoter's words were too formal. But he remembered his only son, the Dark Prince, with a smile on his face. Father is the promoter of CG and Mother is the golden queen of GG.

He was forced to give up, but the Dark Prince was a precious creature that united the two forces. A son who inherits only the dominant genes from his parents through genetic manipulation shows extraordinary abilities in all respects except for his emotions, so that he will come out and rule the world in a bright place, not as dark as he is now.

"Hehe! Thank goodness. Wasn't there not enough test subjects?"

"We needed a hundred Orgs, three Harks and five Talents per minute, but we were prepared enough to make it to the third project. But for the fourth project, we need more species and more people."

"Any mutant creature out there wouldn't be a problem, and the heretics have breeding in the organization. By the way, the New Human Project has a high probability of artificial lenses being born with abilities, so we need to harvest the reproductive cells of these individuals and do an artificial fertilization project right away."

"I see. But we've extracted the germ cells before we can do anything about it."

"I plan to have ten more gifts in the future, so be prepared for the best of them." And since the project has proven the stability of the life-threatening procedure, you should also participate in the Complaint in the third round. "

The promoter's words brightened the face of the small intestine and enlarged the eyes. I never thought I'd be so considerate.

"Did you get the readjustment test on the alien environment of our superhumans?"

"Yes, quite positive. Various figures show that even in harsh environments outside the barrier, a month's worth of adaptability is perfect."

"Hehe. What a wonderful thing. The stage is finally expanding for me."

Suddenly, an alarm sounded when the two of them were talking in a cheerful atmosphere.

"What's going on?"

It felt good, but it was a promoter who was impressed because he was interrupted.

- Oregon raid.

The promoter's face was frozen in reports from the AI computer in charge of the dead bunker. In the meantime, the attacks on the climbers have continued, but no alarm has ever sounded throughout the bunker.

"Has the bunker's shield been breached?"

- Not yet, but despite the heavy artillery fire, they are constantly approaching, making it more likely that the shield will be breached. The 1st line has already collapsed and the 2nd line will collapse in 15 minutes.

The first line of defense with 50,000 people collapsed. Promoter and Complaint were unreliable Although the only weapons that can do great damage to mutants are small particle cannons, they are special forces that surpass Org. Besides, there's a probability of collapsing to two lines of 150,000.

Promoter and Complainant hurriedly headed to Command. Inside the bottle, a lot of people were busy moving and reacting quickly to the alarm situation. Upon arriving in the command room on the 10th floor of the basement, the promoter and the warden stared at the big screen, receiving the greetings of the busy movers. There was a split screen that showed the situation outside of the bottle through dozens of cameras.

On the screen, you see waves of Orchids rushing towards the bunker, bursting into a series of particle blasters, crumbling and recklessly. They can rotate 360 degrees, but the time it takes them to accelerate gives them an opportunity to charge.

An army of about 10,000 defenders hid behind the shields they built around them, but they were not strong enough to stop the onslaught of the Incredible Orcs. The weapons they had could not be hit as the particle guns were exhausted.

"What the hell is going on?"

The promoter's cold words hardened the commanders' faces. In fact, a 5-kilometer radius outside the bunker is occupied by special forces measuring 200,000 people at the capsule base.

They are a group of GG and HG forces that have gathered around the world recently, usually connecting to Beyond to help with the Dark Prince's work while they march out to attack them during the Oregon raid.

"Well, that's ……."

The vice warden stammered with a white, dull face. Looks like something big has happened.

"What's going on?" "

"A great battle broke out in Beyond and the Dark Prince called upon the men of Capsule Base in haste."

"What?"

The taut skin of the promoter began to be frozen.

"You've been in combat, so you can't log out."

Now we know why the first line of defense was breached. The first line of defense could not even be activated. The capsule base does not restart.

"What a fucking game! Crazy bastards! Tell them to die and get out of here."

The promoter had also briefly played Beyond. I was well aware of the fact that when combat is triggered, I will not be logged out until I die. There is a way to force a logout in case of special circumstances. (NYD: I fixed it because it says "Beyond to Play."))

"But when that happens, there is a situation that is comparable to brain death..."

"What? So we're keeping the fairy tale?"

The promoter can now see how serious the situation is.

"Well… the Dark Prince asked me to join the battle in the best condition……."

Boom!

"Damn it!"

The promoter punched the desk with his fist and uttered profanity. Fragments of the shattered desk blow everywhere, hurting the men in the command room, but no one moves or hurts.

"I will never forgive him for abusing the command of the Orion Leaflet without knowing it." He's not my son anymore! "

The promoter was forced to change it towards his son. With the ability of the superhuman self, the ability of the core members, and the resources and funds hidden everywhere, it won't take long to rebuild. However, it was a great loss for him to lose a special force that could only be trained for decades. Then I heard another beep.

- The line of defense is breached. Activate the bunker barrier. A secondary alarm was triggered along with the words of the Artificial Intelligence Computer in charge of the bunker. In one big screen, you see special forces being brutally slaughtered by fiendish Orgasms. The small artillery couldn't stop the endless uprising.

Soon an energy barrier was created along the bunker's fence.

"What is the barrier uptime?"

We've been researching it for over 100 years, but the technology for the barrier is still long way off compared to the barriers created by the three transcendents. The bunker ground and the two plants underground can only be operated for a certain period of time.

"Without impact, it can run for 132 hours and 56 minutes. However, there is a minimum limit to the power supply inside the bunker."

"Damn it!"

I've activated the barrier, but now I can't use the particle cannon either. This way, we can only hope that the Dark Prince will win the battle. The screen that illuminated the outside of the bunker was full of Orgasms. In that situation, the moment the barrier disappeared, the ground might have to give up.

"Prepare to blow up the bottle and escape!"

"Yes."

We had no choice but to take the subway to the nearest Union if the men who entered Beyond did not return to support the Dark Prince until the end of the barrier. The life-transference procedure had already succeeded, so there was no need to move a lot.

'It's all over.'

In the worst-case scenario, all personnel will evade other bases or unions with necessary machinery and data, then detonate a nuclear bomb buried deep in the bunker's basement. Then this number will fly clean with the bottle.

"Feeding, feeding!"

In an emergency situation, Terra Promoter and the Complaint were unable to move their mouths, but they were frozen in one corner and screamed at the tearing tone of a person who was searching for everyday information on Uninet.

"What the hell!"

The agent's face pales, shouting for fear of the warden's crooked face. I felt like I was in a complete panic.

"What the fuck, man?"

Once again, the agent wakes up to the warden's shout and reports in a trembling voice.

"Yu, the unions…… have turned upside down. No, there's been a mutiny!"

"What are you talking about?"

"We've had some surprising news about a network that hasn't been properly connected due to strong magnetic flux. Big Unions, of course, and I had a paper published across Union that caused the uprising of residents. Defense forces are also attacking offices and villas of the Old Bulls."

"What?"

The promoter and Complaint, as well as the majority of agents, had access to a hologram PC worn on a tablet or wrist on a nearby desk. Then, along with an article entitled "The New World Convention," articles about the massive revolution that is currently taking place at Union were being published in real time.

"Huff!"

While the fingers of the promoter, which was one of the main players of the New World Convention, trembled, the eyes remained fixed on the flow-ram screen. Rapidly updating articles were being written by ordinary citizens, most of which were mainstream by the New World Convention to remove the three transcendents and to open up and anger the GunNobles who were forced to buy Union's power while seeking their lost rights and join the revolution.

"Oh... my god!"

Some of the GPCs, Underground Cities, and leaders who were achieving distinctive feats in each area were swiftly making music as if they were prepared. The Defence Force and the Union bureaucracy were taking over Union, manipulating its inhabitants to provoke Gunobols' homes and facilities in a rage to keep them from escaping into the streets.

Did all of this happen? '

Unfortunately, what the promoter feared happened at the same time. This can't just happen by accident. Someone is manipulating all the events in cancer with such sophistication that they are afraid.

"Who is it? Who can shake the wrath of our Nobles like this?" '

The aggression on Gard Road, which was pushed violently, ceases. Many casualties were sustained from dawn to midday, but now it is time to rest.

The men and horses who had entered the Dark Magic Force had fallen to ruin and retreated to the outer sanctuary. Despite the buff of the priests, I saw only a small amount of damage because I could only use eight of my skills in the Black Magic Power Plant.

I liked the condition of the mountain tribe warriors who could even use their magic powers separately from Manawa. Among the mercenaries who accompanied me here, I could see how violent the casualties were because they were close to two halves. At least this side of the temple supported me, so I swept off one side of my chest with fewer deaths.

Mino and Sunni, who shocked the Magical Power Plant in the air, decided to take a break. They were not attacked by other attacks due to the presence of the Magic Fields, but they were also exhausted by the series of attacks. The horseshoes tamed by Harun and the Tapas have fallen by less than half.

Harun is surprised to hear that the damage on Garz Lord's side is close to two halves after a quick meal. Even foreigners said two halves died from a half-day battle and three halves suffered severe immobility in spite of the potion.

'Now it's my turn to move.'

Harun, along with his advisors, looked for ways to break the Black Magic Clan, and he remembered one possibility, thinking that Mino and Suni shocked the Black Magic Clan in the air.

"Lord Taniella, what does the expression of the magical field look like?"

"It's usually a laying egg on the side."

"Robbery?"

"The side is the thickest, so of course you're the strongest."

"Then the attacks on Mino and Sunny should be effective."

"Yes. The top and bottom of the magic field are the thinnest."

"So it's more effective to shock up and down at the same time, right?"

"Of course, but……."

Haron, who glared at Taniella's words, no longer listened to Taniella, ran to your spirit, who was waiting directly on the other side. Not long ago, your spirit awakened again, and then became human.

"Liffy, can you move the earth?"

Livy didn't answer right away. It is clear that the ground is also under the influence of overlapping Dark Magicians.

"Magic fields are powerful, but the Mana Stones that are the mediators are buried in the ground, so if you shake the ground, you will definitely be affected."

"I'm not sure, but if your friend says so, I'll give it a try."

I don't like the fact that I have to go back to being a spirit, not a human being, but Liffy happily decided to do Harun a favor. It's because I didn't like seeing my friend's worries more because of this bad energy.

Harun looks at Pel and the three spirits as they disappear for a moment.

"You're going to have to come with me to shock the magic field. Pell, let's move up the back of the mino!"

"Okay, brother!"

Pork chops!

Pel, along with Harun and the three spirits, immediately moved onto Mino's back.

Koo!

Mino and Sunni greet him with a happy cry.

Let's do it together this time!

- All right, buddy!

- I'm ready too!

Mino and Sunni hurtled up hundreds of meters from the Magic Mill. Then he flew his head down, flapping his wings fiercely.

Clamps!

Harun, who activated the 'wings of the Nars', took out a sack of swords and injected the Blood Essence as the air cracked on both sides.

As he approached the magical force field, Nia threw a small water ball in both hands. And in both hands of Wisyne, a small circular cutter the size of a nail flew, and a small red ball flew from Phoenix's hand.

It was a spirit magic that had grown smaller but more powerful than ever before.

Ta-ah!

Minos and Sunnies, who flew their wings and shot down, suddenly spread their wings to slow the descent.

As soon as Harun pulled his claws down and put them together, Harun swung his blade to come at a fierce speed with a gas synthesis.

- Now, Liffy!

Cough, cough, cough!

The world shakes violently. Harun, who flew upward with a tremendous amount of resistance, immediately entered the lower field of view as he flew into the wings of the Nars. It looks like a black wave, but there's a big hole across the magical field.

Not only that. Through the holes of a severely wobbling magical field, I saw a rippled, heavily wobbling terrain, and it was protruding out of the ground as far as the mana stones that were forming the Black Magic Society.

We can make it! '

Harun shakes his fist with a fierce grip.

"Let's attack the same area in a row this time! Start with Minos and Sunnies!"

According to Harun, the mino rises instantaneously high, creating a hole, then descends to the blockage again at maximum speed.

Kwaaah!

Next is Sunny. She slaps her claws down the side of the already cracked, thin hole.

Nia, Phoenix and Wishine's little phrases flew in a line to the side of the hole.

Guaguava River! Boom! Boom!

"Ultimate Soul!"

Harun unleashes blood essence on the soul of the Ultimate River, which inevitably destroys anything he touches.

[NYD] What's wrong?)

Finally, a small crack appears across the massive black power field that surrounded the basin.

"One more time! Focus on where you were weakened earlier!"

Harun's words give everyone their strength and focus again.

Blah blah blah! (This place is so much better than blah blah...)

Finally, the crack spread rapidly throughout the entire area.

Unlike normal cases in which Mana is dispersed into the air, the stacked Black Magic Group was about to be crushed in a powerful vibration due to the tremendous shock inflicted above and below.

"The magic field is broken! Avoid!"

The moment I warned you about the Dark Prince's amplification magic, which I knew better than anyone else, the magic surged and exploded everywhere.

Gooooo!

Suddenly, it was static.

And the sights revealed were truly terrible. The high and thick walls of resistance collapse like dust, and many of the defensive facilities that were built inside will only crumble. All that was sacred was a few buildings that were in a fairly large black space. (NYD: Collapsed, collapsed, replaced, but gone, looks good.)

Many lives were lost in it. The Black Magic Center was located inside the basin, so the damage was heavily balanced in the Darkness. Above all, the damage was the horses and undead who were directly affected by the Black Magic Power.

"The horses are escaping!"

"The undead are turning to dust!"

Until now, the horses that had been biting and tearing each other and engaged in a brutal slaughter were all scattered from tail to tail. And the undead, who were retained by Black Magic, began to turn to powder when their balance was broken due to the powerful flow of Black Magic Power.

Harun sits on Mino's back and communicates to Aggressia.

- If the Dark Magic is broken, should we attack now?

- How's the damage?

The collapsed aftermath of the magical field has been confirmed to reach this side as well.

The Rumps have taken over the North and are advancing close to the Resistance.

The Rumps, of course. It must have been hard to climb down that rugged mountain, but the other three haven't crossed the outer perimeter completely yet, and they're the only ones that are close to the Resistance.

'After this battle, the Rumps will be able to show their true colors to the world.'

- Anywhere else?

- The Elven Iron Fist attack is so powerful, it's almost over the outer perimeter in all three directions. It shouldn't be too hard now that Death Field is gone.

- Then strike now. But the Dark Prince has opened a new magical field, so watch out for the center. I feel like I have to get out of power because I'm too tired.

I want you to tell me how you broke the Black Magic Clan later.

As soon as I finished communicating with Aggressa, the drums and shouts of the attack shook in the basin for a moment.

'There aren't two people here stronger than me, so leave them to it! Reality is more urgent than here!'

Everything he does here in Beyond is done. There were a lot stronger people here than Dylan or Hooveron. They are all possessors of reliable abilities, so they will finish the end beautifully. The end of Operation Armageddon should now be decorated in reality.

I left a letter with Aggresia just in case. Harun asked Ashen, who was staying on the ground, to do as he had told him before, and went to a quiet place with Pell's help.

When Harun returned to the Central Base, he found the base empty and asked Azman directly.

"Belle and Ari?"

"It's in the forward base you've already built near the bunker. They asked me to come to you as soon as the Master returned."

"What's your situation?"

"Orgash has breached all of the bunker's defenses. The bunker has triggered a barrier."

"Okay. We better hurry."

Suddenly, Bell's urgent voice echoes through your mind.

- If you get out, get over here. We need to initiate Operation Armageddon.

- Okay, I'll be right there.

Harun heads straight for the basement.

The forward base was built by Ari, 700 meters underground, five kilometers from the bunker. Within an enormous single-story base, there were 5,000 Special Forces and 2,400 Special Forces dispatched by the Under-Cities secretly trained units of each Union unit, as well as the special forces of Hurricane City.

When Harun arrived at the forward base via the underground road, he was picked up by the Tagassa brothers and sisters and headed straight to the command room.

"Welcome, Commander!"

When he arrived, Bell and Ari greeted him with a happy face, and many others were in the command room. Bell and Ari acted formally because of the people.

"This is Harun, commander of the gale mercenaries. Brother, these are the commanders dispatched from Union and Underground Cities for Operation Armageddon."

Harun and the dispatch commanders greeted each other briefly because the situation was urgent, and they only had eyes for the spherical orange. I immediately sat down and listened to Belle's briefing on the combat situation using the satellite.

"A little over 700,000 climbers are surrounding the barrier. The barrier will be up and running in approximately 130 hours, but it is not certain. They must have heard from Union by now, so it's urgent. It may be because of this, but movement is increasing near the underground road from the bunker to the Union. We need to use what they're surrounding the ground to get in through the underground roads they built."

The gist of the operation was not so complicated. It is only dangerous to enter without knowing exactly what is in the bunker.

"Have you had any contact with Larry?"

"Yes, sir. Now, inside the bunker, a final alarm has been triggered, and all internal personnel are armed and ready for battle in designated locations."

"What do you know about the inside of the bunker?"

"Yes. Look here."

Bell brings up the hologram screen. On that screen was a schematic representation of the inside of a bunker consisting of 52 floors underground.

"Even our men on the inside couldn't move, so we couldn't figure out how they were stationed on each floor. But there are about 5,000 guards, 2,000 workers and 20,000 people in the bunker. We have about 7,000 people following us to escort the newcomers."

"Weapons?"

"Large granulocysts are predominantly located on the ground and small granulocysts are located in passageways adjacent to underground roads."

"What is the power of our Particle Cannon?"

"The small particle cannon, enhanced by the head of science, can penetrate a steel plate 10 meters thick."

"Then what about the material and strength of the wall outside the bottle? Can you penetrate it with a particle cannon?"

"That's going to be tough. The wall surrounding the bunker is made of poamyllium, but the cannons are hard to penetrate. As you know, pamillium is a metal that has a hundred times the strength of steel, and it can withstand a 9.5 magnitude earthquake, but it also has a strong defense and resilience."

Attendees shake their heads at Bell's report. I had no idea that the same weight would cover all the big bunkers with pamillium ten times more valuable than pure gold. It was an enormous luxury that only those with all the wealth of the world could afford.

"So the only way in is through their underground passageway?"

"Yes. But the defenses there can't be too weak, so that's the problem."

As Bell said, this is the only way in or out of the ground, so your defensiveness will be immense. Even if we could enter, it would be a great sacrifice.

"Are there any other vulnerable areas? Like a ventilation shaft."

"The vent is on the ground and there are many drains, but the diameter is too small... Ah!"

Bell suddenly searches the hologram screen and zooms in to show everyone.

"This is a drainage for the water used for development. This drainage is also made of pamillium, but it's about 0.7 meters in diameter. But it's more than 2,000 degrees of hot, polluted water that's constantly flowing."

"Excellent! We'll use it to get inside." I'll figure out a way to deal with the hot pollutants. Let's discuss the details of the Operations Port. "

Once the entry problem was resolved, the disadvantaged operation meetings accelerated. Bell and Ari decide to lock down their underground passageways by leading the Secret Service. The Secret Team, who had already brought in the retrofitted Small Particle Cannon 30 doors, was determined to tear down the entire underground passageway at the same time.

The inside of the bunker was designated as required by the Union and the research personnel, data and experimental results within the area were designated in return for dispatch. The wind was more aggressive than I expected. "

"It would be a shame for Oregon to consider entering later, but we must destroy all its facilities and goods."

The research personnel must have participated in the study not voluntarily but not voluntarily, so there should be no problem, but research facilities or data should not be in their hands. We know that their intelligence is comparable to that of Humankind.

Ari and his Secret team make their way to the drillion shaft on the third floor of the basement.

"This is huge."

The hot water flowing through the drainage ducts moved downward obliquely along the naturally-occurring underground waterways. However, as the drillion opened up a large space, it quickly filled with hot water, but soon flowed into the crack in the floor.

Harun approaches by himself near the drain, where no one can reach him due to the heat. His special armor was able to withstand the heat to some extent.

"What are you going to do, brother?"

Bell, who had already arrived near the underground passageway and shared his five senses through his brainwave tuning, asked. Harun was confident, but he was curious because she could not think of a way to get inside through the sewers.

- Look, something fun's gonna happen.

Harun summons the Spirit of Fire and the Spirit of Water.

- What about these cute ones?

Others did not see or detect the presence of spirits, but Bell quickly recognized their existence.

- I'll explain later. Now I know it's just a spirit.

Harun explained to them in detail what he thought because he had no time.

There was a time in Beyond when things were the way they are now. Although their abilities were not comparable to those of Nia and Phoenix, in the meantime, their increased capabilities and pies surrounded him with their veils and blocked the heat.

There was no boundary at all about the drainage, as heat water flowed continuously over 2,000 degrees Celsius. Harun steps out of the creaky sewer shortly. The drain was obviously connected to the inside of the power plant and came out through a hole in the middle. Fortunately, no one was there.

"Whoa, scout the area."

The summoned wooi wandered around, liking Harun's instructions. Reconnaissance shows that the power plant was running, but with fewer than 10 people running, there were no security personnel at all. He didn't think anyone would break in here at all.

Harun hears information from Ui about the inside of the power plant and heads straight for the cockpit. We had to stop the progress. Then the barrier will disappear and people will be able to enter through the drainage.

Knock, knock!

"Who's there?"

You knock on the locked door of the cockpit, and a nervous voice creeps out from within. Harun knocks more forcefully without any response.

"Ouch! Some straggler!"

The door opened with swearing speech. I saw people gathering in two places talking about something with their fists open enough to fit through the door, and I saw them all wearing white robes, and I thought they were pure technicians.

"W-what?"

"Get out of the way!"

Harun's fingertips strike the confused engineer in the neck. Harun runs inside, holding the technician by the door, following the man who collapsed without screaming.

Baaak! Baaak! Boom! Boom!

With a few strikes, all the technicians in the room collapse into a bubble.

- Tell me how to stop Azman from progressing.

Harun immediately contacted Azman and sent a visible video to the tablet PC. And as soon as he showed me how, he manipulated the devices and stopped the development.

"Done! We need to move fast before they find out." "

After Harun contacted the outpost, the Special Forces commanded by the Great Mountains were the first to enter.

"Come on, let's go!"

Harun and his Special Forces target a bunker command room set up in one of the catacombs. While it is estimated that there will be a large number of defensive forces, all the leaders of the cancer will be gathered.

The Allied forces entered the fortress after the Black Magic Clan was broken by Harun and the Gust Mercenaries.

There has already been an explosive battle inside the Resistance. Much earlier than the Allied forces, the Rumps were attacking the Darkness with their horses.

Despite significant casualties due to the collapse of the Black Magic Division, there was still nearly 200,000 remaining in power. Due to this, the battle was fierce, but the alliance with the mountain alliance quickly cleared up.

Once the Black Wizards summoned Death Knight and Death Messengers for a moment, the situation reverses once again. The power of the undead was enormous because the Black Magic Gang installed by the Dark Prince was still in operation inside the Resistance. (NYD: I think "on," rather than "on.")

However, the situation changed again as the priests and paladins who followed behind joined us.

Thanks to the shrines sealed deep within the temple considering the last battle, the divine magic of the priests slowed down the movements of the Death Knights and Death Magi summoned by the High Black Mages, and all the recently created undead disappeared.

As the sun was about to set, most of the battles were running toward the end. It was mostly in the hands of the Allied forces, except for the area centered around a giant Ziggurat, seven stories tall, in an incredibly large area of immunity.

The Darkness has lost most of the undead and their horses, and the Black Warriors are nearly extinct. The remaining power was only 50,000, centered on the Black Knights and the Black Wizards.

Nearly 200,000 casualties have also occurred in the Allied forces. More than half of them were foreigners, and more than half of them occurred in mercenary alliances and mountain alliances. Nearly 50,000 casualties occurred in Garz Lord and additional reinforcements from the three empires.

Anyway, the battle seemed to have ended soon, but as far as Desfield was concerned, we were unable to enter. The Black Knights have fallen elsewhere, standing on the edge of the Death Field, and the Dead Knights are inside to protect the Black Wizards.

Most importantly, it was the Dark Prince who received the Mana of hundreds of Black Knights. He had received his henchman Mana, spread his magical field throughout Death Field, and was casting a spell to draw blood as soon as the Allied forces entered.

At the same time, the snack seems curious to cast a threatening attack spell. The Allied forces were no longer able to march because hundreds of people were dying in one magical blow.

"The more evil he is, the more sophisticated he is at magic."

"Yes, there's a lot of double casting, but we're also doing triple casting. If you don't kill him today, it's not about opening the Magic Cube, it's about becoming the Demon King himself."

Aggresia and Huberon were truly afraid of the Dark Prince.

I was afraid of my current abilities, but I was more afraid of my magic skills getting stronger over time. They were also called geniuses, but the Dark Prince was more than just geniuses.

The man who was caught in the blood immediately became undead and attacked the Allied forces. There's nothing we can do. This will only stop the attack of flying enemies while surrounded. Only the finest of Exports can enter the Death Field without sacrificing their lives. The battle has naturally stopped.

"I'm afraid we're going to have to do something about that."

"Yeah, it's totally like the Demon King."

Grecia, in command, sighs as she talks with Huberon. Regardless of the gathering, the Allied forces have regained their discretion, but there is no way to dismantle the Death Field immediately. Soon, when darkness came, the power would become stronger due to its dark magic nature, and the siege that had been built could collapse. The troublemakers looking at the red sky were deepening.

"Commander Tino, and Lord Dylan, is there anything we can do?"

The coalition commander knew Harun had left to heal because he was deeply wounded to break the Black Magic Legion. That's why Tino and Dylan were here instead.

Despite expectations, Tino and Dylan shake their heads silently. Harun may have thought of a strange way, but his head couldn't think of anything.

"Everyone will be hungry, so let's meet again after a while. Until then, I want you to think of a better way."

Agrasia has decided to take an indescribable break. I had to rest anyway as well as have dinner. No matter what the cost, you cannot miss the Dark Prince. It would be impossible to use this kind of power in the future.

- Please tell me a story.

Despite Irian's desperate words, Dylan is unable to give her the answers she needs. However, I nodded my head as I couldn't help but look forward to it. It was Dylan, but I had to figure out if I should really talk about it the whole time. Aggresia is interested in the strange appearance of Dylan. The meeting was frustrating because he was a coalition commander gathered at the end of a brief break, but he couldn't find a suitable way to deal with the dark prince's magic.

"What are you thinking so deeply about, Lord Dylan?"

"Oh, no."

"Say it."

"That……."

Dylan closes his eyes and tells me the story he heard from Irian. I couldn't help but tell her that she wanted to. Not only did Agrasia listen to the story, but many people reacted fairly positively.

"The Black Knight's Mana and Divine Power are supreme, so it's quite possible. There's plenty of room to test it. What does Priest Oboc think?"

Aggresia asked Oboc, the paladin commander dispatched from the Temple of Light.

"…… is possible. It's just..."

Oboc was unable to finish speaking. At last, the faces of the members of the Temple Alliance who realized the seriousness of the work were hard. The problem was that only the highest priests in each temple had the sacred power to cause a certain degree of crack in the Dark Prince's Mana.

"The battle that is currently taking place here will be remembered not only as the future of the three empires, but also as a great battle to prevent the Demon King from descending, both entirely and historically. A noble sacrifice is needed. As a general, I'd like to ask you a favor."

"……."

All of the Allied troop leaders, as well as the soldiers, looked forward to the priests of the Temple Alliance who were guarding silence. The solution came out for the first time, and I was more desperate because I had enough possibilities in theory.

"I sincerely beg you for the many lives of the three empires."

Aggresia kneels before the priests. But they turned away from Aggresia, wearing hard masks and keeping silence.

"The priest who always gave his life for God is not so silent as to protect his own life, is he? I beg you, too."

Huberon, the leader of the Martyron Alliance, who traditionally took the position of the temple members, was also willing to boil his knees.

But the priests were still unresponsive. Their unresponsiveness persisted despite everyone else's knees.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Obocs casts his furious gaze at the priests. Unfortunately, he was not as sacred as the paladin commander.

Most knew that the divine influence on the Dark Prince's Mana would not have been possible without the Archbishop.

"We don't have time. It will be dark soon."

Even when Huberon pushed them so hard, they turned into a statue, as if they could hear nothing.

"Phew! I can't help it."

Dylan, who longed for the priests to step up more eagerly than anyone else, wakes up with a long sigh.

"The more noble they seem, the more they save their lives. If so, please unseal our Irian crew. She was a saint of a great church. He who always gave his divine power without distinguishing himself or his place always asked him to do it."

"Is it true? Are you saying that Lady Irian is a member of the gale mercenaries?"

Aggresia asked with a magnificent face.

"Yes. You said you'd gladly give your life to take control of the Dark Prince once it was unsealed." "

"Oh! What an honor! We'll take care of the seals, so bring him here now."

Huberon, who raised his body and said that, was also excited. After the Passover, Lady Irian, who had opened her seal, walked into the Death Field while everyone was watching. The allies who heard all the stories watched as she went to her final moment of tears or prayer.

As soon as she entered the Death Field, an unbelievable swarm of sacred light split into hundreds and thousands, absorbing it into the Dark Prince above Ziggurat.

The woman Irian, whose blood was so quickly absorbed that the priest's uniform was loosened, turned into a mummy, but her back was showing everyone the way to go.

"Aah!"

The body of the saint Irian turned to powder with the priestly robe, but thanks to her noble sacrifice, Dark Prince, who was sitting on Ziggurat and undergoing mana transition, screamed in blood. It was not just the normal seminal blood that was transmitted to the Dark Magic Power, but the divine power that was supreme for the sorcerer, and it was absorbed into his body by a divine power that could not be counted.

"Knng!"

"Kuaak!"

When Mana of the Dark Prince crashed, the Black Knights who were doing the Magic Transformation to him began to collapse with screams due to Mana backflow.

"Deathfield is gone!"

Desfield has been released just as someone shouted.

"Here it is! Think of the noble regeneration of the saint! Shoot them all!"

When Aggressia's command came, the allied forces and mountain tribes moved by the devotion of the holy woman rushed toward the enemies, forgetting their fatigue and fear.

A massive magical attack prepared by the Coalition of Horses and the Hurricane Horse was also with them.

Shhh! Shhh!

The hand-held particle cannonball, which was fired in turn, blew everything in its path. The commander's place has the largest number of guards, but it didn't take long for that many enemies to turn to dust.

"There he is! Firing now!"

Harun's orders, when he found the command room, sent a single blast of particle fire to the storm city Special Forces. I don't know if it was pamilium, but the command line turned to powder completely with three single shots because it didn't use that material inside.

Harun never cared, although the portable particle cannons were destroyed until they were completely scrap metal. Humans who have crippled the transcendents are the gnomes. Their leeches and ability to survive have remained the same to this day as the fleshy cockroaches.

'Confirm and erase their existence.'

I felt somewhat regretful of blowing away all the facilities and machines except for the exterior walls made of pamilium. But if he hadn't, the Special Forces would have had to make fewer sacrifices. If the enemy had any sense of the situation, they wouldn't have been able to raise such a huge record.

Harun was looking for a secret passageway, which he ordered to divide the Special Forces in half and secure the connection with the ground and search thoroughly to places that were not destroyed on the other side.

Hey, over here!

Haron, surprised by Bell's sudden brainwaves, stops and heads down the stairs to the basement.

What's going on?

I was surprised when the door opened and the enemy poured out.

- What's the situation?

- I don't know, we're firing particle cannons. Where's my brother?

- I've cleared the first floor of the basement with command, but I don't know where the monsters are.

- Oh, yeah? Wait a minute.

I was distracted for a moment. Harun now calms his mind and goes down to understand the situation around him.

'That's a lot of damage.'

With the retrofitted portable particle weapon, they were overwhelmed with power and crushed by the enemy before any response, but the other floors were different. The casualties on both sides were enormous, as research personnel and munitions workers fought back with weapons.

However, it is dangerous for a Special Forces unit to expand its operational area, either from itself or one underground area to the ground. Moreover, an underground passage with bells and arrows may be crawling with hostile monsters.

Do we have to inform them that the command is missing? '

Harun was going down thinking, "If only we could use amplification magic." He could hear Ari's thoughts.

- Brother, there's something wrong with the 22nd floor. It looks like the Navy One Union Special Forces have been wiped out.

- I beg your pardon?

Ari injected some of the biotype worms into UN and some of those dispatched from the Underground City before the operation began. To understand the situation of the operation.

- Tell me more.

- We got a hit on the mission through a live worm, but now it's disconnected. They all injected 10 units, all disconnected at the same time.

- Connection?

The biotype circle persists in the corpse for a period of time. When a corpse is rigid and all tissues of the body cease to function, the biotype worm ceases to function.

- So he was shot?

- There's a good chance. But even if it wasn't a particle cannon, it could have happened if it was a body fire.

A particle cannon could have been placed inside the base, of course, but it wasn't that big. Moreover, special forces deploy against particle bombardment. In addition, some of the suits they were wearing could form an energy field to withstand almost any attack, even for a short time.

Harun's body flies down the stairs as swiftly as the wind, while still thinking.

Harun finally arrives on the 22nd floor, opens the door and enters. There was nothing in the room except a few pieces of a broken mystery that were briefly seen in the staircase's emergency light. Harun doubts if it's true that the Fae Special Forces came here at once. I don't know if Ari was wrong.

Kuang!

The steel door closes on its own and its vision is filled with darkness in an instant. It seemed like it would take a long time to adjust.

Harun steps inside, calling for the Special Forces just in case.

"I'm Commander Harun. Fae Special Forces, please respond." Seeing the resonance of the sound must be an empty space, as I saw a moment earlier. "

At that moment, I felt something rushing towards me from the darkness.

Whee!

Ka 'ang!

Harun, who avoided the mysterious memory as if his back were touching the ground, immediately returned to normal and a few blurry characters entered his eyes.

"Harun? I've heard that name somewhere. Are you behind this?"

A young voice.

Focusing your eyes, the characters in the room caught your attention. All seven men and women were staring at him, and surprisingly, there was tremendous energy flowing from their bodies.

"Who are you?" "

They look younger than they are.

"Hohoho. Harun? His real name is Jung-min. I've heard so many names. He was fortunate enough to discover the base and spread the name of the Blowing Mercenary in Beyond. This is the last face of the Union rebellion going on around the world. Amazing."

"Heheheh. You're a character from birth as an experiment and all this stuff. Why didn't the interest come out before?"

"He was incapable. That's why I told you I needed to strengthen my capability check."

"No way! A bug who was found incapacitated by the test subjects, who stopped them and manipulated them and led the entire Union rebellion with the New World Convention documents? You mean to tell me that you influenced Beyond so that he couldn't move the people he had stacked up for the bunker defense?"

"That's right! It can't be. I can't do that either. Hehehe! I wouldn't be able to do anything with my abilities right now."

It was actually a six-year-old male and a female. Everyone has a look that looks like they are just twenty years old, but even though they look strong and talk, they are not ordinary people. Strangely, however, they did not fit the age of the maneuver.

By any chance?

"Were you the Nobles who led the New World Covenant? Who are the key figures in Glory Gaia and the Hugh Guard?"

"Kuhahaha! Not a bad head. I am Glory Gaia's promoter."

A young man with blue eyes bursts into light and reveals his true identity.

It's shocking.I heard the experiment was a success and I never thought I'd be so young. It seems to have some special abilities, given the annihilation of the special forces dispatched from the Fae Temple and their self-esteem.

So those shredded items are the remains of Special Forces soldiers? '

The moment I realized that the objects scattered between and behind the seven of them were the bodies of special forces, my back was cold. They realized that they had the ability to make more than 100 special soldiers wearing special suits into flesh like that without sound.

"Perhaps it's a good thing the rest of the tremblers here haven't been practiced on the great laws of life transfer. The second superhuman died before they could do anything. Seven superhumans are enough to rule the world."

"Kleckle! Yes, Benin. Then we should be thanking him."

"Hohoho. Benin's right. How long are you going to keep doing this, anyway? Let's get rid of him and kill the others. Even the Orcs surrounding the outside."

Harun's eyes widen.

He felt intense anger. There were already three thick horns on his head. They talk about their lives as if they were in their hands.

"I swear. You will never leave this place alive."

"Kuhahaha!"

"Kleckle!"

Harun opens his coat and starts throwing his hands at the mineral barfing.

Fabababad!

Thump! Thump! Ka 'ang!

The flying scavs missed their target and hit the floor and wall to create a big fire dung.

"Good test subjects like worms. You've taunted me, I'll end you! Par"

Whoa!

Harun slams to the ground and dodges to the side after a massive wave of vacuum strikes.

Boom!

With a powerful thunder, your hair flutters violently. It was a close call. The velocity of the vacuum wave or its power was beyond imagination.

"Not bad! Take mine, then! Wind Blade!"

Wheelieret!

A wind-scale sword the size of a man's torso swirls fiercely at Harun.

We need to take out a few while we're on guard! '

They're being cautious now. Although they did not understand all of their abilities, they must have more abilities than they experienced when they saw attacks reminiscent of fast-paced bodywork and magic that had been avoided. If they join forces, they will disadvantage themselves without non-existent artifacts and spirits.

Harun sends his thoughts to Lai.

- Lai, can you sneak out and grab their feet every time I swing my sword?

- My properties include metal. Friends.

- Okay, then, now!

Harun's body, with a messenger fast skill, has passed under the flying winding sword, leaving behind a remnant. If the opponent is able to change its course or size, flinging a head-head wind knife poses no significant threat.

"Hghup!"

Rye catches Harun's feet as he lets out a sudden sigh of surprise from Harun as he makes his eyes suspicious. Then, as if in a hurry, he was embarrassed and twisted.

Phew!

Harun's hands are shredded. The fist stabs the target in the heart, then swoops out without delay and cuts its throat.

Toowook!

"Smith? Smith!"

Harun's body finds out where the other enemy is and disappears, leaving behind a remnant.

"Inoum!"

A flame flashed into the hands of a young man with red hair like fire. But the flame was extinguished before leaving his hand. There was already a flying smash in his forehead. It wasn't until Lai grabbed his feet.

"Look out! He's as powerful as any of us!"

A warning has been raised by the promoter. Enemies are nervous now.

A flashing brainstorm flies toward the sharp blonde head in Harun's other hand, pulling the smashing blow from the fallen enemy's forehead.

"No way!"

Blonde-haired hands turned into shields. He was a trained metamorphologist who could change his body in any way.

"Stick!"

The secret code itself was not of the non-existent zone, but connected to the Blood Essence, which can be used in reality. Harun's will gives you control, and as soon as you hit the shield, you lie down and attach yourself to it.

Tsuzuz

"Rrrrgh!"

The body of the blonde head twitches violently as it spreads throughout the body as it rides on its shield, and quickly becomes faint. The whole body was burned by the epilepsy.

"We have to work together!"

"Dig!"

"Water Ball!"

"Shadow!"

At that moment, Harun's body stopped as if he had caught anything; a vacuum wave and a large water ball flew in between. And then there was a shadowy shadow.

- Age, water wall!

Err.

As if you knew Harun's urgent mind, you put a water-covered shield in front of Harun in an instant.

Kwaaaaah!

The vacuum wave and the water ball strike the shield made of water, but Harun is all but safe. But the danger was not over. A shadow that had been immersed in darkness suddenly appeared, and it pierced Harun's heart, still unable to move its body.

- Grab him!

Rye catches the shadow due to Haroon's urgent determination. Luckily, you didn't pierce the heart just by stabbing the mantle of the Black Suit.

The user's grip loosens to see if the target is surprised for a short time. Then the black error blades burst out naturally from the bashing point that was naturally facing down.

Phew!

"Knng! How…."

Morgol chants: "If it weren't for Rye, I would have died forever." Sweat flowed down.

"Use the power of water! And you're the Sword Master, so be careful!"

"How can a talented Sword Master be in reality?"

"I can't believe it!"

The three survivors finally realized Harun's power. Harun, who remembered the danger a moment ago, could not help but ridicule them.

Harun is familiar with the abilities of the Saikist crew, but he really did not know that the leader of the cancer force would have such capabilities after undergoing a procedure called the Alternative Life Transmission Act.

"I'll do my best!"

However, thanks to their generosity, we have an opportunity to use Bullraid to arrive.

"Thyat!"

The blade rises on Harun's fist as he rushes towards the woman who hit the waterball with the deadliest machete. I didn't know he was going to try to kill himself, or the woman's face distorted horribly.

"Water Shield!"

"Park!"

"Dig!"

I'm gonna get beat up again! '

The ability of 'Park' to hold the body for a certain period of time was surprising, but it did not have much power while moving at such a high speed. The fierce wave of vacuum was more powerful than killing the woman and Harun at the same time.

Harun instinctively knew that killing at least one person would benefit him, but he also knew that if he was hit by that vacuum wave, he would lose considerable combat power.

Harun's feet touch the ground and twist as if rubber. However, his left hand was originally flying a scaffold surrounded by a sierran brain warfare.

"Phew!"

The Vacuum Wave promoter stops breathing as Harun suddenly turns toward himself and dodges behind the black-headed young man.

Tsuzus.

"Queek!"

The water shield hit the lightning bolt bounces off, but the lightning bolt that was in the lightning struck the woman in an instant. It wasn't enough to kill me, but my hair and clothes burned up in no time.

At that moment, Harun's Error Blade shot at the vacuum wave and pierced the heart of the person who used the ability to punch.

"Kuaak! Promoter, you son of a bitch! I can't believe I'm going like this..."

Harun, who pulled the wreck out of his chest, suddenly looked at the extraterrestrial monster moving beside her. A short time ago, a very confident promoter's eyes evoked a subtle feeling of fear.

"What about a test subject like a bug?"

I still can't accept this situation. The woman's body next to the promoter was still experiencing a bloody cerebral metastasis in her liver.

"Here's the last one!"

The moment Harun raises his fist, the promoter cries out.

"Wait! Do you know what this is?" The promoter's hand had something similar to a cellphone that could have been used in the Apocalypse. "

"What is it?"

"A remote control of a nuclear bomb embedded in the inside of a barracks!"

A nuclear bomb! I thought that was long gone.

"If you press this, the bunker, as well as the 10-kilometer radius, will fly in an instant. We will die, you and all your men. With your abilities, you'll be able to deal with us eventually. Lauren here is my wife. We have a family history that we have to make. Ooh, if you promise to brainstorm us, I'll give you this."

The promoter was confident of revenge if only he could avoid it.

Now he has only activated 7 percent of his abilities. Lauren is worse, and she can only do three percent. If you get one chance to pull out all your abilities, you can take all the embarrassment you want.

Even though all of his condolences in the world, including the Dark Prince, were in vain, if he became a complete superhuman, he was confident that he would be the ruler of the world, not in darkness. To do that, I had to survive somehow.

Harun's eyes narrow.

Should I believe it? Or should we do it without trust?

However, the people who were still inside had to rush them out. Harun spreads his mind, thinking about all those people one by one. (NYD: Replace "Must export" > > "Must export". Harun seems to have more typos than the Daljo...)

- Soon the bomb will go off! Everyone stop and make your way to the entrance of the underground road. Travel to the location of the Storm City Secret Team. We're running out of time.

- Bella, it's an emergency. Move, move, move!

Ari, get them ready to evacuate!