Life Reversal with Item Copy

White House of the United States.

For President Logan, as usual, a lot of information was coming up everywhere. The last of them he was most interested in was, of course, about Drake's whereabouts.

It has been quite some time since that tragedy of the revival of the dead roots and the restoration of a broken civilization began. Yet Drake's whereabouts were still strange. His whereabouts, which had already been disconnected in the early days of the crisis.

At this point, the odds are one of two.

He's the culprit, and he's afraid of hiding, or dying of injustice.

‘The latter is more likely to be…… not. ’

That's Drake, who was praised as the greatest hunter in the world.

It must be hard to consider that the most powerful hunter in the world died of injustice because of what survived.

After all, I couldn't help thinking that Dojun was right.

Then we're on our way.

Sir! An anomaly has been reported on the Indonesian side!

What happened there was reported to Logan.

One island seems to have lost all contact. I noticed a strange architecture that didn't exist until just before. And a number of undead, including a black dragon that appears to be Dojun's.

“Black Dragon"? Really? ”

Yes, according to information from the Korean side, the Black Dragon is outside of Seoul. It looks like Kim Do-joon Hunter.

Logan's eyes shook. Odd architecture and its enchantments. The situation on the island reported was very similar to the former Shanghai crisis. Maybe that's where Drake is.

So I was surprised to hear that even the President of the United States, himself, had now been reported, and that Dojun had already captured him and arrived at the scene.

"There was a better intelligence organization than our Intelligence Service? ’

Or equivalent ability.

Either way, it wasn't a good thing. South Korea, his home country, is not in trouble because of the emergence of a giant monster of seedlings!

What would you do?

“Request immediate assistance! ”

Anyway, that's not what matters right now. All he has to do now is grab Drake. Or at least one arm for it.

Drake is an American hunter. The name America will cry if we leave it to the Dojons without any action on our part.

Yes! Yes!

That day, public doors flew to all guilds in the United States. Recruit people to help resolve the crisis on the island of Indonesia, just where they can.

Recruitment and departure were very rapid, as they were already being prepared before. Shortly thereafter, a large number of hunters left American soil and set off.

Towards a polite island.

* * *

The villagers were there. His bright face, which he called the Saint and smiled at himself, was now distorted as if he were suffering.

Ughhhhhh...

Ouch.....

It's just Goul. His fighting power is low. The power of other undead in this place is no different than that of the general public, considering that they are at least desnite.

Nevertheless, Siwelyn was unable to move.

― I don't know how you're here, but I've watched your end. I was touched..... That's why I wanted you to meet me again. Kick-kick.

Boom!

Dojun pops out and grabs the skeleton and plunges it into the ground. After all, the skull's head, which is harder than steel, was shattered. Nevertheless, his voice did not stop.

― Why are you angry?

A curious voice echoed. It was also his sincerity. When I first met an old man in the past. As a child, he hoped that the dead would return.

And when it happened, I was really happy.

The idea did not change at that time or now. But one thing changed.

It comes as a big shock to someone other than yourself. Unlike when he was a child, he now knew this.

― Aren't you happy when the dead come back?

So in his words, there was a dark smile hovering around, not just a question.

“Usha, think of it as a comforting death. ”

It wasn't a dojo you wouldn't notice. He growls on behalf of Siwelyn, who stops like a hammer. The beast's life was more frightening and sharp than that towards him.

― …….

Although it was not before my eyes, the killing was sufficiently reported.

Did he feel threatened by it? Or did he feel anxious about his new, limitless, compassionate father?

No more word from Ushaz.

Qa-qa-qa!

Dojun stepped on his foot and crushed all of the skeleton's body.

Shortly thereafter.

Faaaaah!

Light shining from behind. Dojun looks back, where Siwelin has eight pairs of wings.

The light covered the left. Gools who were torturing their faces gradually purify themselves. Her face, looking at it, was endlessly sad.

Dojun stares at Siwelyn. Then she nodded. In the sense that you're okay.

After answering the question, Dojun turned around again. The path to the inside of the castle. Alone on the way.

‘We have to find him. ’

After all, that's the only way to solve all of this.

Many goulds blocked his way. That was more tricky than I thought. Weak grills that can be shattered just by bouncing their fingers.

But I shouldn't have. They all had the right to sleep under the light of Siwelyn.

After all, it wasn't Dojun's choice.

Khhhh.

They grabbed their collars and threw them into the light behind them. It's a little harsh, but you'll forgive me for it.

So he threw the gourds away, and extinguished the intermediate hidden richs and undead such as Dessneites without forgiveness, and Dojoun went inside the castle.

Undead in Ushaz hiding between the villagers' ghouls. They did not swallow it as a shadow, nor did they use it as a subordinate. I was offended to attack Goul with a stubborn expression as a shield.

After putting Siwelyn on the ground, he began to descend into the castle basement.

* * *

“You're coming. ”

In the darkness, Ushaz was blindfolded. This castle, no, the whole island is already his domain. Just sitting in the room, he was able to see the whole island.

There are only two places he's paying attention right now.

It was the Saint on the earth, and the Dojoon who came underground.

‘Broken.’

Once, the two split up according to the first plan. He didn't take out the gourds that he had forgotten, even the ones in the depths. To separate them. It was precisely to leave Dojun alone.

He had Hilassa by his side and was following him, but now he won't be able to make it through the ages with her.

‘The ritual of purification on the ground will continue for a while..... ’

That's why Dojun has to come in. If you think you might run away again, you'll be nervous. If you miss this time, you'll think Alchione might never find him again.

That restlessness is the weakness of the chaser.

That view.

Dojun came deep into the castle. After expressing his emotions, there are only Goulds above the castle who are to be purified anyway. The real one was downstairs.

The dojo is digging down.

As they entered the basement, the Goulds were no longer there. The only thing that exists is the undead monster, Usha's direct line.

Spank!

The wind blew beside him. There is a concise, swift, but destructive breeze.

Despite the destruction of all the undead with the help of Hilassa, Dojun's steps were not delayed at all. The two went underground side by side. towards the space where Hilassa was captured the other day.

Arriving in the cavity.

There was only one object visible. And when I saw it, Hilassa closed her mouth.

Dojun murmured as he groaned.

“Alchione……. ”

It looks like Alcchio is stretching his head against the wall. More precisely, it was his body.

Hilassa ran away without covering her front and back. And I held Alchione's body. There were no tears in her eyes yet, but it really seemed like it was only a matter of time.

As she groans and tries to examine the details of Alchione.

Papot!

“…… Huh? ”

The blade came down to her. Hilassa who began to scatter and disappear in the atmosphere. The extinction was barely avoidable, but it was already hard to reverse itself in this strike.

There was very little left for her, and in the meantime what she chose was not to search for the culprit.

She tried to get as far away as possible with Al Chione's body. Outside the underground passageway.

The culprit who raises his hand back to her like that.

Dojun throws a spear at him. In a threatening moment, he lowers his hand and leaps backwards. This allowed Hilassa to safely disappear outside the cavity.

After confirming her disappearance, I focused my attention on him. The opponent was also looking solely at Dojun to see if he had lost interest in Hilassa.

With deep red eyes hiding in the lobe.

When did you get here? ’

Dojun hardened himself with tension.

The odd one that surrounds the body with the name Robe. He didn't see when he showed up and attacked Hilassa. He wasn't the only one there. The means by which he attacked Hilassa's core.

It was sent to shoot the blade of wind, similar to that of Hilassa.

"That doesn't make any sense. ’

This can't be happening. Hilassa is the Spirit King of Wind. You shot her nucleus in the wind and tore her apart?

If it were possible, there would be only one. Alchio, the spiritual monarch who can be said to be the source of Hilasa's power. But wasn't his body just confirmed?

But how the hell did he use the same power as Alchione?

Rob clenches his hand. Then the rumbling water gushed forth and took the shape of a sharp sword, vibrating in the passage.

This was the same as before. A sword that feels the power of spirit. In other words, the power with which Nereid is associated.

‘Not Ushaz. Is this the guy who's making fun of you? ’

I thought so, but it was a little awkward. Because Van Gogh didn't have the ability to handle spirits in his old man's memory.

Well, once you hit it, you'll see. Either Ushaz or Van Gogh, or another monarch has appeared, they will do nothing in front of the power of the elderly.

Then Robe, who was looking at the gap, rushes first. A sword of water that swings roughly. Dojun lifts his spear and stops the sword.

Qaaaaaaaah!

An armed collision equipped with a powerful magic power. A violent shock wave knocked down the wall and crushed the floor. An unimaginable force. Dojun's body gradually breaks the ground and digs deep underground.

Meanwhile.

The hood that was covering his head in the aftermath was peeling off.

“ ……! ”

The eyes of the Dojun who saw his face have grown like tears.

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