Hero without Blood or Tear

- I understand your curiosity. But first, stay sharp. It's not getting any better.

I didn't know the color of the comic book scene would end.

- I regained consciousness, but if I do, I'll be absorbed into that weird world.

I was surprised when I looked down at my hands and feet. I too have changed like this world. The body appeared to consist of a colored mosaic.

- What the hell is going on?

- It's not hard to guess. The struggling death has caught your eye.

- I'm sorry?

- There was a short connection. And you just walked into the world that he sees.

According to my predecessor, this is the world where struggling death perceives.

- You were incapable of communicating in the first place.

- For a struggling death, the sequel would have been a rather unusually shiny little speck. That's why I looked at it in the scent of color.

With just one glance, this one faced catastrophic consequences. However, I felt no malice in the struggling death. I was just looking at Zec.

- Fortunately, his interest in the successor was quickly severed. If he really cared, he would have melted away.

No matter how unique my color may be, it is difficult to have a great presence in the scent of color.

That is, no matter how fast a mortal leaps, that is all he sees.

The struggling death had no intention of devouring me in the first place. Of course, it almost killed me.

- Frank, how do we get out of here?

- It's simple.

- Aah!

On second thought, that should do it. I opened my power, and when I opened my eyes again, I returned to the material system.

“Outside Munich? ”

It seems that the mind is not just swept away. I was lying in the wilderness, covered in dirt. I think I was struggling and dying in this desolate place.

That gives me goose bumps.

- Saved me the trouble of dying.

By the way, Aquila's suspicious. It's true that the opponent is weakened because he is not a personality, but it can't be swept away that easily...

- I think her psych and soul protection abilities are gone.

I told you recently that the status window won't open.

- Hmm... Looks like Aquila is regaining the power she gave her successor instead.

- The timing is unpleasant.

- Maybe he was after the dragon-driven alternative.

It gives me goose bumps if that's true. I almost got beaten up by rats and birds. This is a lot scarier than coming here with a knife.

Maybe it was an act of contrition for Aquila. They're probably hitting the ground by now.

- If they rip your head off, it'll be fun...

I shake my head. Aquila is Aquila, but the only thing that matters right now is that she's a fraud.

- By the way, man. You were held hostage by a man crouching in a grave. What's going on? Is this the result of what you said you were planting?

The Trickster of Noumidia has decided to become a hostage to leave room for reversal.

- It could be reversed, or it could just be ruined.

- What are you talking about?

- After he left, I made a deal with a hunchback in the grave.

You can't die or eat if you're being held hostage. He said he had to do something at risk.

- Those who crouched in the grave evaluated my skills and accomplishments.

- What deal?

- He gave me a mission. The condition is that if you succeed, you will be released.

- What mission?

-Three jewels of eternal life in the midst of a firefight.

- …….

I can't tell you what a ridiculous mission this is.

- Do you think it's possible?

If you hadn't made that promise, you'd still be trapped in this Temen Ankie. Of course, it doesn't mean we're in a good place.

She says the person crouching in the grave has been mortgaged, including his soul.

- I'm a caged camouflage. If you steal jewelry, you'll have to return it quietly.

The one crouching in the grave hung a condition much tighter than mine, as if he was very wary of the conman of Noumidia. I listened to the terms of the contract for a long time and put out my tongue.

- No, so I don't think I can scam someone crouching in a grave.

I was bound by a broad and bizarre set of principles of good faith, but she added to that. There was nothing I could do.

If you get the jewels, do you really want them?

I blamed him for not understanding, but the conman of Noumidia smiles lightly.

- Of course I don't have a choice. But you, you know? Subordinate.

- I'm sorry?

- I'm not the only one with no answers. But what if it's tied to the successor? You don't think there's a way out of this?

The conman of Noumidia accepted the deal only to meet me. Her intention was to include me from the beginning.

- If you don't mind, listen to my plan.

After a while, I was sad to hear her plan. Not bad, but the prerequisites sounded crazy.

- Oh, my God, you're just gonna walk into the body of death, beat up the spiritual beings that live there, and take the jewels?

- Struggling death is like a giant chunk of ice. There are many inhabitants who serve him in that body. Jewels are said to be in the deepest places.

There's even a Pantheon of statutes that serve the struggling death. In other words, we must wage a war against the democratic group. It was never my strong suit.

- Hmm... This is not a viable mission.

- I don't know if it's possible, but it's a mission. if you want to save Likentiatus.

Fortunately, it wasn't just the Trickster of Noumidia who was put on this mission. That the elites under the one crouching in the grave will be dispatched fairly.

-Back, think of the first objective of the man crouching in the grave.

- A jewelry heist?

He hates the struggling death, but he puts the jewel of eternity before the end of his opponent. because if you use the crown of darkness later on, you can easily defeat the struggling death.

That's why those who are crouching in the grave will fight outwardly and will send troops to retrieve the jewels secretly from behind.

- You wouldn't even know it if you were dying.

- Right, so the fight will be intense.

I don't know who's gonna win. Many were unpredictable. In the beginning, I didn't even know what would happen if someone like death crouched against one another in the grave.

- Sir, I've told you the plan. Are you ready to fight?

It was a question I could not answer easily. But there was only one answer.

- Yes, I am.

The light flashed from the sky in fear of answering. The clouds scatter in a circle, like a bomb, and yellow light falls in between.

Kuaang!

It looks like a meteor shower.

“Ugh... ”

Whee!

The violent whirring winds rip the cloak apart. In front of you is a massive crater, and there is a sea of fire all around.

Squeak. Squeak.

In the fire, an armored man walks out from head to toe. No, technically, that's a moving armor. Unlike what it looks like, it's hollow.

“This is a natural movement unlike before. Brother.”

“I just woke up and didn't have the strength. ”

She drops into the atmosphere and is scorched as if she had entered the furnace. The heat dissipates rapidly, and gradually the original color returns.

“If I put it on, can I go into space? ”

“Don't call me that. Senior.”

Although he grumbled, he said that the trickster in Noumidia was possible.

“This armor in the first place. This object was created to fight enemies from other systems in space. They're not specs that work on planets. ”

It is said that there are quite a few wars in space between systems VS. It's a land grabbing between all the temples that rule the system.

“This armor is given to mortal heroes who take part in such fights. ”

“You know all the details, don't you? ”

“Well, well, well. ”

I asked without much thought, but for some reason, the conman in Noumidia panicked and turned to me. But I didn't have time to dig.

“Good. Let's go. Brother.”

* * *

What looked like a giant comet was traversing the universe. Behind it were thousands of kilometers of white, glowing dust tails.

If you look closely, you can see that the comet's core is a huge chunk of ice. The surface was covered with soot and dust, but it was definitely ice.

Chickenshit!

In the holes around the ice, steam or ice powder rose as high as a pillar and continued endlessly backwards. In other words, nice dust tails are made from pieces of ice.

But no one will see this and admire the beauty of nature. It was because he felt a sinister aura that would make everything dry just by passing by.

Kiev!

There are countless dark and sinister beings around the comet. The dark creatures who struggle to die.

But the crowd wasn't the only ones out there. Within this block of ice, known as the body of death, is a myriad of strange hordes.

“Everything is going smoothly. The plan you ordered is still ongoing. ”

The Grand Chamberlain of Death struggled with reports from a groupie, expressing his satisfaction with his tentacles.

“Good.”

Their master, the struggling death, was something transcendent and inseparable. Even the Grand Chamberlain serving beside him didn't know if his master was thinking of an accident.

I can only assume that he is a supreme being who can hold everything. Therefore, the practical plan was made by the Grand Chamberlain and other prominent members.

The struggling death simply goes on, stops, and sometimes fights, preys, and kills. It was unstoppable, so I just had to come up with a countermeasure.

“As planned, we draw them in here and fall into chaos. ”

The Grand Chamberlain was currently in the deepest part of the ice. It seemed like an important place to everyone. Extremely good defenses are in place, and so are the guards. And in the center of this place were three jewels of grandeur and grandeur.

“Even the underlings of the cemetery are foolish enough to resemble their owners. You'd seriously misunderstand that jewel and run like a moth. ”

The Grand Chamberlain was already preparing for a raid on the jewels of eternity.

“Truly a wonderful plan. That gem, too, will be fooled by its extraordinary possession of enormous power, and also because it will be blinded by its small greed. ”

Of course, there was a possibility. But by then, the Grand Chamberlain had already decided that it was too late.

“That's what a trap is. Heheheh heh.”

Even the vigilantes are set up with traps for a critical hit. Of course, even a huge chunk of ice could have been damaged, but it didn't matter.

Unlike what is known, this ice is not the true body of death struggling. It's just like a hermit crab's shell.

The struggling death that destroyed a planet in the past carried a huge chunk of ice from it. After all these years, the struggling body of death has only been known as a lump of ice.

“I look forward to seeing the annoying Black Pharaohs come, too. ”

The Grand Chamberlain was pleased, and the servant who was choking in front of him quickly bluffed.

“The spy I left next to the graveyard is doing my job. ”

“Heheheh heh, that should be fun. ”

The Grand Chamberlain joyfully looked around the area.

“Run all you want. Disgusting corpses. There are no gems here anyway! ”

The Grand Chamberlain was convinced of victory. No one knew where the jewels were except themselves, among the followers of death.