Reincarnator

Hansoo, who smashed his head in one fell swoop, grabbed the forked lightning in his hand.

Then he slit Amedos' throat as he lay on the ground.

Quadruple!

My head and neck were separated at once by a golden blade.

Ku-uk.

Hansoo slammed his head with a spear and lifted it high.

Together with the height of a single spear close to three metres, the spear rises close to five metres.

Not only humans, but Leberungs, or even huge Aklancians, can watch.

Hansoo, who raised the sky high so that everyone could see Lebelon's head, asked, looking around.

"How many points?"

Leverung, who had not died in the last few decades, who was worshipped as a god, just floated his neck and soared high in the sky.

In the hands of men.

Everyone who was fighting the abnormal scene stopped the fight and looked up at Leveroon's high head.

Then.

You hear a soft voice from afar.

"Hehe. You're quite a man. Hehehehe! Should I give you 100 points? Not enough 100 points. 500 points! 500 points! Hehehehe!"

Instead of fighting Leveroon, one of the Acalancia who was watching this strange scene burst into laughter as she watched it.

At that, some of the Aklan boys followed.

"Hehehe! 500! Isn't 500 too much?"

"I just beat up a rat. 500 points? So that's 500 human beings? Can those rats take out 500 humans?"

"Still, 500 should do the trick, given it's the first time. 400 from now on! No, 400 is a lot! 300 points!"

"Hahahaha!"

The golden tributes, who were leading the battle from all sides, laughed loudly at the cage.

It seems to have forgotten the atmosphere of the impetuous battlefield.

I had to.

Look at their disfigured faces.

Humans are barely holding their necks open and lifting their poles like that, making them a spectacle.

'It's remarkable that you were so fortunate that you were aiming for an opening.'

Three hundred horses. Rebelun can barely kill 300 humans.

That's why it was more unusual.

The head of Acalancia, Pectoril, smiles satisfied with the sight of humans.

What if they get what they deserve?

I'd rather kill myself before his spear blows out.

'Ah, that can't be right. No way.'

Pectoril, who decided not to think at all, laughs and shouts with a strange look at the distant human being.

"Yes! Humans! Well done.What can I get you? Rune? No. You don't need a rune. Artifacts or women? Do you want me to put all these humans under you? Just say the word. We'll crush those rats and listen to them. Hahaha!"

In Pectoril's body, you hear the sound of a golden feather striking the chiming.

The phenomenon that occurs when you are extremely happy.

The rattling sound resounded in all directions and provoked people's ears.

Hansoo said with a big smile.

"I used to want something from you."

Karhal flinches at the words that resound in the battlefield.

Because I knew what it was.

A passageway to the basement.

The passageway that only the top people of this place knew about in the past.

That must be what Hansoo was trying to demand from Acalancia.

'No way... You just want to hear that and get out?'

Karjal flinches.

If you show the attitude that he showed earlier, even if he comes out like that, it shouldn't be weird.

If you fail here now, you will die in different units.

Captured from the village for decades and captured through Greenlord.

Those who gather like that, if you count the people here, hundreds of thousands of people.

That's all I need after I die and get hurt and use it as a trinket for the top races.

Never, not a small number.

No, there are more than you can imagine.

But if he fails here, millions of people in the village and on Green Road will die.

And then what?

Those coming up below will be captured after the death of the rising tribe.

That said, the unit that should be counted goes up to a billion units, not 10,000 units.

That's what he has to do here.

"Oh, my God, what are you carrying all by yourself? '

Karjal, who was counting, vomited in vain.

Billion units.

Karjal, who lived in the United States, had never touched such numbers or money in real life.

Billions of dollars.

Karhal, who was just a layman, had never touched such money.

No, I've never touched a hundred million cents worth of work.

How can a man be worth one cent?

Then the number of people who were going to die when he failed began to feel roughly.

Even if hundreds of thousands die here, if it succeeds in his position, it will still be a business.

That was a huge success.

like a reflection of Karjal's concerns.

Hansoo opened his mouth looking at Pectoril.

"There's something I've always wanted to hear from you. But I changed my mind."

"What?"

His words, which I don't understand, silenced the rattling of Pectoril's body.

It means I'm starting to feel bad.

Hansoo said one last word to Pectoril.

"If I kill you all and search these people, there's no way I can find you."

Hansoo glances around.

'Eres. I've been by your side too long. If it were the Keldians, we'd have left them all to die and gone to hell first.'

Of course, more than that, he is a little angry now.

Couddeuk.

After finishing speaking, Pectoril mutters as he grips his spear.

"Hehe. Look at this cheeky fellow. You were a rat, too."

The moment Pectoril finished speaking.

Kuaaaaang!

A gigantic golden sword swoops down at you.

Blah, blah!

Quadruple!

The human torso was separated and crushed in one fell swoop.

"Aah!"

"Huff!"

Suddenly, the humans around you start to panic and retreat.

There is no way Humans won't be surprised when the Acalancians who never cared about them start swinging swords at them.

Recognizing Pectoril's sudden protrusion, Calypso narrows his eyes a little, then smiles and starts laughing.

"Kaha! Kahaha! Yes! This is it! You worms!"

Originally, his goal was to significantly reduce the number of humans before they fought.

If Aklancia and herself get into a fight, the Humans may come forward without fear.

I can't ignore that number.

But it's so nice to know that those clumps of pride acted without their brains, and I felt bad about their backs all the time.

Calypso laughs, then starts trampling the humans behind him and killing them.

Kwaek!

Wood Duck!

"Aah!"

"Huff-puff!"

In an instant, the other Aklancians and Leverungs start calming down the Humans around them.

There is only one purpose.

To give arrogant bastards regrets.

Hundreds of people died in an instant.

Calypso, who was satisfied with the view, cried out loudly, seeing a distance and still no spear lowered.

"You little worm! What do you think? If it wasn't for you, none of these people would have died so miserably. The lives of one of our own weigh hundreds of thousands! Hahahaha! This is all your fault!"

Calypso's voice echoes into the cage.

The moment people who ran away from Leberung and the Akalansi from everywhere and were trampled on heard that sound, they looked at each other.

Hansoo smiles coldly at Calypso as well.

"Give it a try."

"What?"

"Show me your back. Rats."

At the same time.

Kuaang!

Hansoo hurls his head into the air with a single swing of his spear, rushing towards the nearby Leverungs like lightning.

Then he went straight to Leberlung, who trampled other humans. He struck lightning.

Kuaang!

"Karaoke!"

Leveroon and Calquiphos turn to block a sudden attack.

Hardest of all, Lebelong's front teeth.

But the moment I stopped a single attack.

Blah!

The front teeth waved like cracks all at once.

"The power of some worm! '

Kalkiforc, who crushed a human, is frightened.

What kind of dummy has more power than Acalancia?

The moment Khalkifus stopped what he had never experienced before.

Huuug!

Hansoo drops his fingernails down and plunges them into the collar of the giant Kalkeyforc, one stroke at a time.

Kwajijijik!

"Glug..."

Even the bulkhead of the former maze, which pierced his neck and reached his spine at once, had a single grip on his spine and torn it apart.

Hansoo quickly threw one of the Leverungs off the ground, snatching the lightning bolt and his front teeth out of the air, flashing his eyes and flying toward the next Leverung.

When I heard my people scream and turned around while tearing Humans, I turned towards the frozen one.

Kwazazazazak!

"Gaaaah!"

Soon, Hansoo starts running toward the Leveroons.

I slammed it down with a spear and gritted it with my bare hands.

Hansoo continues to crush the skull and writhe his spine.

Quadruck!

Win!

"Just wrapped in magic now! Every day, they play a prank!"

"Gaaaah!"

Wood Duck.

Abandon.

"Do you see my back?"

"Haha!"

Da-da.

"Keep doing that!"

At first I was cautious, but now I realize.

Since their physical abilities caught up with them.

Nothing to be afraid of.

All that's left is your fighting skills.

Those guys who trusted Satellite Fortress and played games against Humans, turned their backs on themselves and went after Humans?

For decades fighting enemies in the Abyss that are nothing compared to what they are now?

'Pets. I'll show you the jungle. "

Wood Duck!

Hansoo pulls out Leberung's head and throws it into the air, smiling.

"How many points is this? The next one counts as 300 points. 3,500 points? What's your score?"

Hansoo asked as he watched the Aklancia and Leberungs retreat, forgetting they were slaughtering humans.

Burning power all over you.

Full body health.

The energy of the battlefield stirs up the whole nervous system.

'It's worth it at last.'

Hansoo recalled a conversation with her friends a long time ago.

< You have to go. >

< Yes. >

< Sometimes we're unlucky and sometimes we don't have to stick together. It doesn't work with my head. Stand up then. And... >

Kill them all? I intend to. '

Primitive and overwhelming violence hits every fortune, every plan, even the head.

The other side is that world.

One person can become strong without limits.

"Let's keep on chasing!"

Kuaang!

Leaving the cage, a loud shout leaps towards the next Leveroon and the Aklan.

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

"Huh."

Metyron lets out a small groan as he hears the sound with his ears to the ceiling.

You don't need to see it.

I can feel it without touching it.

Metyron whispered toward the fragment of the seven souls, which had settled slightly in his mind.

< You may need to lend me your strength. >

At least in response to Metyron's words, the seven pieces of soul rumbled.

< 46. Pectoril (3) > End

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