Reincarnator

Quadruck!

Win!

There is an unrelenting collision around Hansoo.

Ten clans, to be exact.

Those who had not been able to intervene before were forcefully attacking themselves.

He's got bronze all over him.

Caaang!

A roughly twisted spear slaps one of the clan members, but surprisingly, a flash of lightning strikes the clan.

Of course, the person who was beaten was not fine.

Kuaang!

With his right arm flying behind him, he's stuck behind him.

But there was no point in calling it a harvest.

Huff!

Another clan member picks up the fallen arm and throws it back to the thrown clan member.

Phew.

The severed clan member takes his arm and brings it to its amputation site.

At that moment.

Chi Yin.

The glowing bronze light from my body permeated the wound.

Then the arm, which had been cut off like a lie, reappeared.

Huff! Huff! Huff!

On the spot, the clan member steps back up and rushes back to Hansoo, confirming that his arm is intact with the roof.

Hansoo shakes his head as he looks at the scene.

'Lord of Steel.'

The effect is simple.

Giving blood users the strength and agility of steel bodies and trolls, and beasts.

Those with this skill literally become the Monarchs of Steel.

For Hansook, who is accustomed to going alone and believing in his combat strength, he has no skills more reliable than those of a magician.

Blah!

The blade that flew from behind my back bounced back and forth.

The beast-like enhanced strength shatters a handful of heavenly armor, splitting between the scales, and spilling blood.

But it was not a losing business.

As he bounced forward, he raised his spear and cut off the head of one clan member.

Blah, blah!

Even the Iron Lord can't save a clan member who's been beheaded.

No, technically, if you stick it together, you might live.

However, the fungicide at the end of the window burned all the nerve and muscle joints as it dug into the wound.

At the same time.

Smell.

The spirit drawn by the power of bloodsucking resurfaced a handful of blood and flesh.

It wasn't healing neatly, but it was enough to stop the sudden bleeding and muscle rupture that prevented the movement.

'There are five left.'

Even though one number of the bodies was not normal, in return, I dropped five necks in a short time.

The faster you finish, the less damage you do on the outside.

Hansoo swung his spear and brandished his spear at the next one.

Metyron rushed towards Hansoo, screaming.

"You!"

Kuaang!

The right hand of the god, wrapped around Metyron's right hand, once again collides violently with a handful of forked lightning bolts.

Quack quack.

Hansoo has already done enough damage to his body if he was fine.

Hansoo, who had suffered damage in the crash, felt his muscles tear and flew back.

Metyron cried out, seeing such a gesture.

"Damn you! Surrender! Why are you struggling like that? Surrender! You'll die if you don't hold our hands here!"

Of course, if you think about it, I want to kill you right away.

But Tae Hee called me.

< Come back alive as much as you can. I wonder if Clementine. >

Of course, I only wanted to take him alive, but I didn't want to take him back alive.

I was literally going to make it into a half-corpse, and now it's not even worth it.

Clementine's orders have been lost in her head for a long time.

; 'I definitely said as much as possible.... You're a monster, by the way.'

Metyron looks ridiculous.

The seven soul fragments are pressuring even with the help of Mae Jung-ok and his clan members, and he's not thinking of taking it easy.

Even if he lives here, he can never live up there.

It's already their world up there.

Unless, under their thumb, a colleague was taken to the cage.

No matter how recent he came up, he couldn't have felt bad for them, but he was wondering why he rushed so suddenly.

You're not going to save the humans? '

Metyron cycles inside.

He has been managing humans here for decades.

These guys are really not worth living for.

At least if the value of a person's life is to help others or not to harm them, it is certain.

There's not a single one of them out there who hasn't sinned.

Even those geniuses over there are pretending to be noble.

'More of them, I hear.'

Kuaang!

Metyron smacks his fist in front of his eyes and then slaps his mouth shut.

Reminds me of the presence in the bead, the fact that his memories taught him.

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

Kuaang!

< Kuahhh! >

Ouch. Ouch.

Quadruck.

Kel-durin, the gin who saw a giant barbarian tearing through the fortress, shed a tear.

No dignity, no dignity.

They only wield violent violence.

Given the skill and material used to make that monster, there's no point in being truly vulgar.

Looking at that barbaric look, the crown on his head was ridiculous beyond anything that didn't suit him.

But Kel-durin could not laugh.

His appearance was modeled after the unforgettable.

A man who was formidable and sturdy in the flesh.

A person who possessed the wisdom of heavenly bodies, which everyone envied.

"Oh, my God, Carmen. '

The beast out there is definitely Carmen, their king.

Just as they mocked the buildup of civilizations, the giant king who appeared to them was destroying and consuming their civilization's satellite fortress, purging in the most barbaric form.

It's as if you're trying to recover everything you've done.

Faced with the scent of destruction, the Jinns, who possessed the flesh of Leverung and Arkon, looked frightened and puzzled.

"Oh my... isn't that Carmen?" "

"Carmen's belongings?"

"No... Why?"

Carmen.

A loving king who led them to the light of wisdom.

Carmen leads them, and they follow.

Why on earth would Carmen make such a bizarre creature to crush and trample down their civilization?

However, unlike those who had a curious look, the royal families, the first class, who occupied the flesh of Acalancia, cried out.

Because I knew why.

'... Carmen.'

Eating up a sparse satellite fortress, Oss creeps from Kel-durin's body every time his eyes meet with his gaze.

Deep anger and resentment and hatred were swirling in it.

Nothing to see.

Now they're distracted from eating the Satellite Fortress and filling up their magic, but that's when they're done.

There's no way Carmen can forgive themselves.

No, I didn't intend to forgive him, so he made that up.

Like an animal.

Kel-durin mutters, grinding his teeth.

'King. You…. He should have died clean. So that we can be remembered forever as radiant beings in our memories.'

They had no choice.

Because the king did not give them knowledge, he monopolized them.

I hid it from them until I made a strange creature called El-Tara.

For the first time in their history, there are fewer than 30, living for almost 60 years, whose wisdom reaches the sky and is exclusive without being used for their own kind.

Even though the debris was scarcely used, their civilization did indeed make a breakthrough.

If the king had truly given knowledge, their civilization would have evolved far more than it is now.

As much as I admired it, my expectations turned to disappointment, and my hopes turned to greed.

Especially royalty.

Nobles, warlords and commoners seemed to have little, but little, greed for knowledge to live in and out of 10 years anyway, and the royal families, including kel-durin, had much more greed for knowledge.

Moreover, the shorter the life span, the shorter.

The more knowledge Carmen has, the more anxious they become.

Then one day.

< I have something for you, so gather all of you from the capital. >

I don't know what to give you, but it's a great opportunity.

This is our only chance to defeat the king who rarely leaves Garmea.

If you fight the king who brings Garmea, the whole tribe will know.

So the day the king left Garmea and went to the capital.

They ambushed the king.

The result was a huge success.

You ambushed the king and inflicted a fatal wound on him and took his data.

A secret few know, including only the royal family, that no one else knows.

Thinking back then, Kel-durin made a complex face.

'... I never thought I'd bring something like that.'

The data the king brought back then is the result of the flesh they now possess.

The Great Marriage Law.

Make a new strong body and transfer their souls there.

The guilt of killing the entire king with their own hands with the law prepared for them struck the royal family, but it was too late.

They performed a whole marriage ritual based on data.

Make the body that planted the spell and transfer the soul to it.

There is no original developer, so the data alone has trial and error, and it has taken almost a decade, but as you can see, the results have succeeded.

I skipped 800 years for error, but that's nothing.

Now Carmen is the only thing left to be written as a great king for the rest of his life in their history, and soon to glow, and he shows up like that and stirs up chaos.

Kel-durin gripped it.

'I hope to remain a radiant being.... He wants to die a filthy creature.'

It reminds me of a labyrinth experiment that Carmen did in his lifetime.

An experiment to make life out of silver-colored ocean liquids that are polar to their essence.

At the time, I thought I was making an emergency shelter, but now I think I know why I was doing that experiment.

Labyrinth is a prototype.

In a way, Carmen might have foreseen their betrayal.

Otherwise, there's no reason to make such creatures to eat themselves and store them in Garmea.

It is a work made by Carmen.

That destructive power, that powerful defense power.

Satellite fortress is being swept away with no effort.

But we can't afford to be left alone.

Do you think we're the only ones who'll be beaten? '

Kel-durin mutters.

They also have most of Carmen's data, and based on that, there is a number of spleens.

Kel-durin summoned Kan-kun, the royal family.

"Bring me the Bluestone. I have to use it."

'Instead of returning to the ghost…. We'd rather send you back. It's good to see you. We need to clear out the Humans.'

Being alone is enough for them and the royal family.

Kel-durin mutters as he looks at the beast raging from afar.

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

Kuaang!

Metyron, who was punched, laughed loudly and said.

"Haha! Even the Jinn are busy thinking about backwardly rather than joining hands with this opportunity!" And how many of the people you're guarding have not sinned? Maybe they all deserve to die! Do any of them have blood on their hands? "

Coup d 'Ack!

Hansoo, who stopped the attack by such metyron and steel soldiers, laughed with a loud swing of his spear.

"What's wrong with being guilty?"

"What?"

When Metyron rebelled.

Hansoo mutters to himself.

‘What I need is a soldier. Not to protect them. ’

The better the protector, the better the value.

But the soldiers who go to war are different.

No, the more sins you commit, the better.

There is a system that uses sinners as soldiers in the first place.

'I'm just empowering, controlling, and carrying them up.'

A good man only fights to defend himself with his strength.

If you fight desperately because you think you're going to pay for your sins, that's it.

The existence of Abyss does not allow them to enter claws based on human justice and compass.

So it doesn't matter if you've sinned or not.

Once the door of Abyss opens, the sword will fly fair to all.

"By the way... isn't it getting hard?"

Hansoo smiles sadly, looking at Metyron.

The expression on Metyron's face was subtly stiff.

Even more urgent than it seems, even though it's Hansoo who has become exhausted.

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