Reincarnator

Hansoo began to read the history written in the big black box, Historian, following the instructions of Elcardion.

A history of war, struggle, and struggle for survival.

Even though it was just an impressive event.

It'll be more than 10,000 years.

Hansoo was able to see the true role of the historian.

"You've got a lot of explaining to do about weapons and art."

The elcardion nods.

Historian.

Record the history of war.

At the same time, it records information, manufacturing, and use of war weapons produced by the Acarons.

One of them is the fragrance that makes the magic of photoeruption go crazy or the fragrance that makes the Margos go crazy.

Information that is written only in this place, in Historian, so that it is too dangerous to deal with the Supreme Court and only a few of the elected priests.

Elcardion laughs at it.

"Funny, isn't it? I wrote a memorandum of war and struggle in Historian telling them not to repeat the same mistake. But there's a secret art to war in histories like that."

"Is this a gift for us?"

The elcardion shakes his head.

"No way. It works well, but the risk is too high. Everything in there is a step down compared to physical enhancement, or acadus."

The expression on Elcardion's mouth was full of pride.

He created it with his own hands to surpass the ancestral heritage.

'There's something more. I need to read a little more.

Hansoo's eyes narrowed.

A whole section of Historian was erased.

No, it was smashed beyond that level so there were no traces.

as if you were never going to see anything.

Elcardion laughs at it.

"Curious? What does it say? In fact, I only knew about it around the Abyss."

But Hansoo shakes his head.

I was able to make a rough guess.

A historian filled with the history and secret arts of war.

It is written in such histories.

And then I dug it up.

There's only one thing it says.

"What kind of weapons does this say?"

Even the fighting factions and the acarons who were documenting the scent of photo-explosion were considered too dangerous to record.

Ancient acarons developed such weapons.

The elcardion laughs.

"You already know that. You're familiar with it."

Looking at the smiling Elcardion, Hansoo opens his mouth, looking at the Elcardion.

"... the Soul Transmitter was developed by your ancestors."

"That's right. It wasn't originally about transferring souls. And it wasn't designed for staging. · · to be exact. It was for the purpose of receiving the soul."

Elcardion begins the story of the Soul Transmitter.

........................

Before the Elcardion, it was much more primitive than it was a thousand years ago.

To be precise, thanks to the history of the struggle, technology has developed quite well, but the consciousness of the acarons has become more primitive.

It was not a system for building temples and shrines as it is now.

Rather, Shamanism based on shamans has spread throughout the academics.

"It's also well documented in Historian. But then came the great genius. I think · · ·. Maybe he's better than me at talent. I can't believe you were thinking of making something like that with your skills back then. I'm sure his name was written on the erased part there."

Then, Elcardion looks at the soul transporter, who may have just moved it into the temple.

Rough mechanical capsule.

This format is not found in the civilizations of the Arcarons.

It's much more genetically advanced than mechanical engineering.

The Elcardion suppresses a slight surge of jealousy and opens its mouth again.

"After all, he once thought it would be a shame to let the spirit of a brave warrior go to heaven. I would have done the same thing back then."

Arcaron's elite warriors trained in battle.

Someone who thought their experience and dignity shined so beautifully to be erased by death created a machine with all their talents, skills, and magic.

Soul Transmitter

A machine for bringing the souls of qualified warriors back to the ground, leaving only the body after death.

"Well, as a result, it was close to failure. because the idea was new, but the technology at the time was not as good as it is today. The big problem right now was energy. It was inefficient."

The Soul Transmitter has consumed enormous amounts of energy.

To some extent, the creatures that support their feet, they would never have been able to cope without Gragos.

No Margaux, no Akaron, could handle the energy needed to operate.

Hansoo shakes his head, listening to it.

"You did it."

"That's what scientists usually do. One more line in front of your eyes and you won't be able to take it very well. Moreover, Shamanism was dominated at that time, so he would not have taken Gragos as an apprentice. He wouldn't have anything to stand out from. Either way, that was the first failure, but it worked. There was no problem spinning one or two at a time. We can install everything in Gragos. The problem was the second factor."

Factor for second failure.

Hansoo could figure out what it was, too.

If you succeeded in transporting Akaron's soul, there's no reason to extract information from Historians like that.

"You've drawn something other than the soul of Akaron. In the Abyss if that's what it takes."

The Elcardion smiles satisfactorily as she looks at Hansoo.

"It's great that Hansoo doesn't have to say anything. I'm so lucky to have Han Soo back."

.......................

Elcardion, who was circling the Abyss, met a strange tribe.

An extremely aggressive, violent species that enjoys tearing things apart.

A powerful civilization that feeds the Abyss with dragons, a subdivision of demons, and a few of their own have told stories of being dragged away.

Some weakened imbecile dragged their souls and even prepared a flawless body.

Where food is full · · ·.

And the Elcardion was able to identify the kind of imbecile who brought them in.

"... the summoned creatures that day ate and came down upon the body of Akaron, which had been prepared in the Soul Transmitter."

The corpse of a noble warrior is infested with the Abyss.

Subspecies of the Devil means that the quality of the soul is even higher than that of the Acarons.

Decuroma's soul has altered its own, weakened body, almost to the dislocation of the skull.

Eight steel wings emerged, and the bioweapon blueprints hidden in their souls were based on Akaron's flesh.

His body turned dark and became many times the size.

Power varies greatly according to the blueprint, even if the ingredients are the same.

Decuroma massacred Gragos with flesh that was so humiliately enhanced compared to Acaron.

And Hansoo knew what they were.

"... was that what Tyradus was made of?"

The elcardion nods.

"Nearly 90% of the Acarons are dead by their hands. By then, if the suppressor stone that Buryburia created didn't work properly, they'd all be dead."

Hansoo nods.

I didn't need to hear the rest of the story, so I figured it out.

'... why didn't you write this down on a memory crystal, by the way?'

Tyradus, who had been hardwired with suppressor stones on the basis of sacrifice, turned black to white, suppressed by reason, but retained instinct.

That's why they started guarding the Soul Transmitter, which is their way back.

One per object.

All of the unguarded Soul Transmitters have been destroyed, but with the strength of the tribe barely holding the vein, the Acarons will not be able to defeat Tyradus and destroy the remaining Soul Transmitters.

To erase history and information about that machine so that no one who covets it will ever come back.

Even the Elkadion, which had been erased from Historian, opened its mouth after revealing the secret of the Soul Transmitter, a machine even their ancestors didn't know had developed.

"That's the end of the story. By now, you know what my gift is."

Hansoo said with a grave expression.

"You said it with your mouth. It's written in historane to avoid repeated failures. You're going to repeat the same thing."

Despite a few words of reprimand, Elcardion did not erase his mouth smile.

Rather, he said with a confident face.

"The ancestors failed, so the act itself was not a problem. If we can learn something from failure and fix it, we can do it."

A tremendous amount of energy, the first failure factor.

This is no longer a problem for the Elcardion.

If he reconstructs a soul transmitter based on knowledge from the Abyss, he can increase its energy efficiency by almost a dozen, maybe a hundred times more.

There's nothing more distant than a cure for the Apocalypse.

And the second failed factor, failed control of the summoned soul.

"There is also a way. If you combine the knowledge I gained from the Abyss with the information I gained from the suppressor stones. It's completely under control."

If that's the case, we're not calling him Acadus.

They will be able to cast Tyradus.

The Elcardion is full of excitement.

"There will be an army more powerful than you can imagine. You know Hansoo. There are only so many of you, but you're still weak. If we fight now, even our acarons won't be able to win. So your men are worried, too."

The elcardion who took away the most worrying thing about Operations at once continued to speak.

"But I envy that number. There are so few of us in the world who have survived. But what if we turned all those useless humans into Tyradus? Hehe."

Although the difference between Acarons and Humans is severe, the difference between Acarons and Humans that have been converted by instilling the souls of Dekuromas should not be too severe.

As the difference between 5 and 1 is large, but plus 100, the difference between 105 and 101 is not large.

This will eventually divide the forces of the army from their numbers.

Elcardion confidently bares his head and waits for a single answer.

'You would understand. How much we need it now.'

I didn't tell the other acarons.

They'll worry first, I'm sure.

I don't feel the need for strength, so I'm sure that will be the reaction.

But Hansoo will be different.

Unlike Elcardion's expectations, Hansoo shakes his head with a grave expression.

"With such a gift · · · · ·. I can't get it."

'Also · · · ·. He won't get away with it either.'

Hansoo realized his concern had come true.

When you wander around Abyss, you desperately crave one thing.

Power.

But there's no free money in the world, and risk is always accompanied by power.

Just like now.

The problem is, unlike the rest of the rest of us here in Orange, the chances of dying are very, very high if you don't have the strength in the Abyss.

No matter the risk to gain power, it is better than death.

That's why those who wander around the Abyss think too little of the risk.

Like an Elcardion in front of you.

Hansoo refused with a resolute expression.

"What guarantee do we have that the Dekuromas will be pulled out? We don't need a soul transporter now that the treatment's over. It's too dangerous."

So control is the problem.

Decuromas belong on the upper Abyss, on the weaker side.

Destroy all Soul Transmitters before they climb. '

You have to climb.

You can't leave a mine like that in a place you're not confident in.

This place has to be one of the seven steps for mankind.

The expression of the Elcardion became subtle with such a response.

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