Life Reversal with Item Copy

There was a black dragon flying through the vast sky. The landscape flowed quickly.

‘That's good enough. ’

Dojun admired my heart. If you're already a normal person, it's fast enough to bounce off. Of course, not everyone on this plane was a regular person.

“Kim Dojun Hunter, if you find Drake..... ”

“I know. ”

Dojun nods to the High Cheung Cheon's party. He and other American hunters accompany him because President Logan does not yet fully believe what Dojun has to say.

In other words, Drake may not be the culprit.

There was also a reason to help deal with Undead, but that was not a big help. All because Dojoon and Siwelyn stepped up and took care of it.

I continued to fly for a while and arrived where I had been.

Indiana. I approached the flower there.

There was a desolate earth around the straightened flowers. A ruined place that was bombed a few times.

There was a military force around Bing.

Kwung!

The shadow dragon who burned the group landed inside the unit. At that time, the whole army was already focusing on them.

And a squadron commander with beaky eyes.

Dojun and Siwelyn's expression gradually hardened. Gochungcheon, who looked sensitively at Dojun's eyes, stopped him.

“Wait. I'll take care of it. ”

He jumps off the dragon's back and walks to the commander.

"High Cheongcheon of the Merciless Guild. under the direction of President Logan.

…….

A silent commander without an answer.

Chungcheon chuckles. He's a stubborn man. But if these monsters suddenly fall within the troops, anyone will be vigilant.

There was a certificate I received for this time. It was signed by President Logan himself. When I'm about to take it out while I'm searching my arms.

Steel.

Huh?

The deputy commander took out his pistol and pointed it at Chungcheon.

What is this…….

Talking with eyes wide open. Before it even ends.

Taang ―!

The gun blew fire. Chungcheon opened his eyes and twisted his body. The joint of the whole body squeaked and dodged the bullet.

What was avoidable in this distance was purely because his reflex nerves and body teasing were not common.

It was thanks to the commander that he moved his whole body faster than by pulling the trigger with his fingers.

What are you doing!

…….

There was still no answer. It was the Prime Minister who returned instead.

Not only that, but all the besieged soldiers began to pull the trigger. Despite their deputy commander being with them.

Tududududududududu!

Boom, boom, boom!

All sorts of firearms were fired within the unit. The rifles that each soldier holds, as well as the neutralizers in case monsters pop out of the flowers.

Dojun pulls Chungcheon. The commander of the unit is caught in the eye of a hive pulling back.

Immediately after bringing him in, the shadow dragon wraps the group with wings.

Pic, Pic, Pic.

Bullets in the shadows. However, the Dragon's Shell was not pierced.

Boom, boom, boom!

Right above your head, beyond your wings, with the sound of raging and stinging gunpowder.

“What the hell..... ”

“Looks like it's already been eaten by him. ”

She frowns and talks. He was already noticing strange generosity from the beginning. Not only that, but Siwelyn felt the magic power of the Command Monarch that was spreading here.

However, Chungcheon was different. He had no idea.

“I never heard of any engagement here..... I didn't even report a suspicious person! ”

“Drake is not a suspicious person. ”

Dojun replied, and the eyes of Chungcheon shivered.

“And probably in the blink of an eye before I even reported it. Don't think Drake is all you know. ”

Gochungcheon stares at Dojun. The ability of Dojun that I have seen so far. It could confidently assert that it was the best he had ever seen. How dare you?

He's the one who's been so vigilant? That Drake?

Ignoring his gaze, Dojun stares at Siwelin.

“A soldier still alive around here..... ”

Screw it.

Siwellin stirring his head with a seething look.

“Yes……. ”

In a moment.

A swarm of light rises through the shadow dragon. A light that begins to cover the entire unit.

Soldiers who were pulling the trigger saw the light and became increasingly dumb.

Tuck. Tuck.

Firearms that fall on the ground with their hands loosened.

If it was an undead summoned by him, he would have dealt with it in a way that drowned or absorbed it in the shadows, but these people were different. Undead made of Earthlings were always being processed in a manner that Siwelyn would purify.

Soon the entire unit was cleansed.

I've looked around for a while, but no one is alive, as Siwelyn said.

“Damn it!”

Gochungcheon grinded his teeth. Drake, is that really what you did? Did you do this horrible thing?

He and the American hunters, with distorted faces, searched the bodies of soldiers. Siwelin memorizes the prayer in front of him. And one day, after her, the hunters also began to raise their hands.

Meanwhile.

In the meantime, Dojun turned to flowers.

He lifts his head and looks up at the flowers. Unlike the roots that are entangled in the ice machine, the stems extend straight to the sky. And there's a big bud on it.

Unlike the roots of other world waters, the flower seemed to be overflowing with life. It's like a newborn.

‘This is the original view of world water. ’

The original world number looked like this. A tree that embraces this bright and vibrant world.

However, from some point on, it was spoiled.

Rather, they begin to nourish and absorb the world that they have to contain, and they begin to shed evil in order to deal with those who are disturbed by it.

For Corrupted World Water, monsters were like white blood cells. Human beings who interfere with their own meals are meant to deal with the virus.

But in the meantime, there was something that didn't spoil.

That was the flower.

‘Midnight ability. ’

A bud that bloomed for its own midnight ability.

The spores from this flower, the pollen, gave man the power to fight the beast and actually to fight it. As a result, monsters became stronger, but so did humans who became stronger.

This flower alone was the same before it spoiled.

Before the world water eroded in the dark, in other words before the old man was still dead.

It was in the flowers of the world water that I did.

“Is this it?”

I saw a bug.

As Dojun reaches out, a squirming bug flies and catches him. A tiny worm with one finger.

This parasitized the flower and loaded the commander's command with the flower's ability to spray spores.

It was a very small size to be the one who caused this kind of situation, but it's not important. The vast magical power and crooked magic gates contained within were beyond human level enough.

Rather, I can't help but feel the awe of being shoved into this little statue without a single tooth error. If you were a wizard or a scholar, I'd like to take it and research it right away. It's bad enough that you spit.

Of course, he was neither a wizard nor a scholar.

Qasic.

He clenches his fist tightly and beats the bug. The flame burst out of his hand.

Laryngospasm.

Ushaz's undead spell on the roots of the world's water, woven over decades or hundreds of years, fell to ashes of powder.

There seems to have been a defensive technique, but it was impossible to prevent the doughnut from escalating.

A helper who returned after dealing with bugs.

“Let's go.”

They set out again, following the trail of Ushaz, where they remained.

* * *

A helper who leaves Indiana and keeps chasing after her.

I've encountered a few traps, but they've all been destroyed. Dojun's consumption, which was the reason he sold the trap, was almost unsuccessful, and only succeeded in eliciting the wrath of Siwelyn and High Chungcheon. Many citizens were sacrificed in each of those traps.

And then at some point.

“I'm cut off.”

“Huh?”

The trail is cut off.

Chungcheon blinked and asked.

“What does that mean? You didn't come all the way here to break a trail? ”

Leaving Indiana, they were already in central America. And now there's no sign of him?

It was the high churches that wanted me to deny it, but sadly, Dorun just nodded.

“He's not even digging a trap anymore. You must have noticed that he was tightening his neck to make it work. ”

At first, the military forces of the Commander-in-Chief were deployed everywhere. But it was decreasing, and now it's completely invisible.

I'm sure his troops will never dry up, so it would be right to see him not leaving a trap deliberately.

“So what do we do now? I'm sure he's still hiding on American soil. ”

In the words of the High Cheung Cheon, the donut also filled his tongue. I had no choice but to say so.

Then what you can do now.....

“Are the surveillance satellites going back? ”

“Of course. You can tell if he crosses the sea or climbs the Bone Dragon again. ”

“Did you say that the worm in the flower is the nucleus of command? ”

“Sown on governments, the media and guilds around the world. There are places that aren't working yet, but I gave it to everyone I could. However, the situation does not seem to have improved that much. ”

A small worm that paralyzes every flower.

I was pouring a lot of manpower to combat one of those little bugs, but they were all failing. Catching it was hard to examine and hit.

“Still, I think Undead's vitality has diminished a lot. He's being attacked, so he's crouching and poorly energized. ”

However, it was not without merit. Although it may be possible to manoeuvre the defensive technique, the activity of the worm has been greatly compromised. There is already a slight depression in the rhythm of the undead around the world.

But it's not completely gone, so I can't be too careful yet.

“ ……. ”

I heard all about the situation. Within a short sigh he sighed.

“I need to focus on that first. ”

“You?”

“I have to fight bugs first. Then there must be some kind of action. ”

Normalizing flowers.

Dojun rides on a shadow dragon with his tongue kicked.

* * *

There was a man.

A man in a gorgeous parcel sitting on a long throne.

He had a nasty skull in his hand.

[Help me……. Otherwise...... you will be next...]

A skeleton that talks about moving the lunar jaw.

The skull was moving on its own and spitting out a voice, but there was no agitation in the face of the man.

[Help me……. Help me... Help me...]

A skull that only repeats the words "Do."

He looked at it with his chin open and his face sunk.

[Your father... is back..... To ask about our sins.....]

“We don't know what it is. ”

The inside mouth was a seal look.

Immediately he threw his skull to the ground roughly. Then the skull, which continued to vomit its voice, began to be sucked into the ground.

This is a quiet room.

Within a few days, the upper half of a man rose from the ground instead of the skull.

“What are you going to do? ”

Lacrit. It is called the Spirit King of the Earth.

In his words, the man of the pack turns his head and pretends not to know.

“You know very well. I'm irrelevant. ”

“I know very well. It is a lie that has nothing to do with it. ”

In the words of Decisive Lacrit, the man shook his eyebrows. Knock, knock, knock. Tapping the armrests of the chair with his fingers, he locks his mind.

Lacrit spoke as if he was silent.

“I didn't see him for myself, as you say. But I'm guessing enough about you. I won't just let you go. ”

“ ……. ”

“Staying still is in most cases convincing, but in some cases only Germany. I think this is like the latter. ”

“ ……. ”

In-house packaging that continues to be a silent answer. Lacrit shrugs her shoulders and speaks in a pathetic tone.

“You have too much bystander temperament. ”

“What's so bad about that? ”

“Not bad in the same situation right now. ”

Knock.

The man who was tapping on the armrests clenched his fingers. As his restlessness was represented, the murmuring sound that resonated became silent and the silence subsided.

Then, the man in the pack sighed loudly.

“…… haha. Yeah, you're right. It's not going to get any better if you stay put like this. ”

A man who raises his body with a heavy face. He began to walk turbocharged. Towards somewhere.

“Take Hilassa. It'll help you anywhere. ”

Lacrit's words shake his hands. Shaking his hands with his shoulders extended, he seemed really unwilling to go.

Lacrit looks at him with a fart on his nose.

Within days, the man of the pack stepped on the outward facing door.

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