Reincarnator

You've heard of it?

Arthur Kransheka was momentarily puzzled.

But I was literally just embarrassed for a moment.

Kuaang!

Arthur Crancheca raises his jaw, looking up at the flying spear.

It was a reasonable thing to say, but there was no other contingency plan.

Of course, it's hard to avoid that spear.

Even though he has one finger, he is also a monster who boasts the physical specs.

A man who can compete with himself in pairs with his own flesh.

A flying stick of spear will succeed in hitting itself with exhaustion.

But so what? '

Crancheca smiles coldly.

In the beginning, his advantage was not in the flesh.

If he had, he would have joined the Guard, not the Mado Army.

Full of magical power and powerful flames.

And the technology of the Red Dragon, which is made of these two things.

It cannot penetrate the Red Dragon Cannon that surrounds itself.

When Crancheca smiles at the flying spear.

Kieing!

A strange magical power begins to erupt in the window that controls the rough air.

Crancheca, however, looks at the end of the spear with his right eye, not embarrassed at all.

Crancheca grins as he reads the magical composition path in a flash.

Is that the last straw? '

From the moment I met him, all the skills that had been on his body were being discovered.

You have three skills in your body.

A pore type skill cannot be retarded on its own, so it passes.

The other two, wide-area drones and assailants, have already created a method of sabotage.

"He's very easy to deal with. Usually hundreds. '

If we were to retaliate against hundreds of techniques, Cranchecar would have a pretty bad headache, but surprisingly, there were only three of him.

Then the only thing to be careful of now is the artifact.

And there's only one artifact with skills that can be activated.

The ring on his finger.

There are four skills available from that ring.

Every single one of them is great.

Destroys power, shakes the senses, drains the blood of the entire body, and absorbs health.

And now flying over the edge of a spear is a technology embedded in his right hand, his ring.

Ability to destroy and nullify magic.

It's definitely a threatening skill, but it doesn't mean anything.

It's been a long time since we've calculated the method of retaliation.

'You never should have used that if you were going to use it as a spleen.'

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

It was a long thought, but the flow in real life is so immense.

But Thatcher was quick.

The moment Kransheka's right eye suddenly darkened, staring into the window.

Charrrrrrrrrrrr!

Manga, full of her surroundings, begins to twist by the will of Crancheca.

Mana rearranges into a wedge and cooks a number of magic circuits inside her body.

Only the most deadly parts of the building are the cornerstones.

The power of the ring was shattered as the path of skills rearranged through the heart, starting from the ring, collapsed in an instant.

Crancheca smiles satisfactorily at the sight.

The skill was loosened and now the only thing stuck in the running spear is the pore.

'But... without being careless.'

Crancheca moves his magical power without being cautious to the end.

Phew!

The Red Dragon Cane, which had been scattered like silk, became thicker like winter fur in an instant with magical power and flames in certain areas.

At the same time.

Quadruple!

"Khh!"

The flying spear snaps directly onto the thickened red dragon.

Pores expressed based on unbelievable strength and high levels of magical power are those with a limit of 250.

Surprisingly, the two of them pierced together as they burst through the thickened Red Dragon Cannon.

But that's as far as I can tell.

The sea that expected the Red Dragon Cannon to be pierced by his attack.

Crancheca, who was vomiting his moaning, gives you a jolt of power in his right hand.

'You little bugger. That's it?'

The Red Dragon Cannon can be pierced.

But that's not the end of it.

Red Dragon Cannons can never penetrate your body.

Massive magical resistance and physical resistance in level differences.

That much spear should be enough to block it.

It's different.

Kuoooooo!

His body began to defy the law and resist his attack.

Physical resistance crushed the tip of his spear, and magical resistance crushed the pores on top of it.

At the same time, Kransheka's body and one end of the spear flourish, causing friction.

Quadrudruple!

Of course, if you keep standing like this, you will also be hit.

If you were invincible in the first place, you wouldn't be so full of shit.

But this instant is enough.

Crancheca holds up the red dragon spear in his right hand, making sure that the amount of rebound he feels around his heart is well within his calculations.

Die.

Kuaaaaang!

The defenses are complete, and then the attack.

Give flesh and bone.

He will have to be hit somewhat by his attacks, but in return, he will surely die.

When Crancheca made a suspicious laugh.

Kieing!

Just before his red dragon spear touched his body, that instant.

A golden spear that was trying hard to pierce itself.

The skill hanging at the end of the spear, the magic of Destruction of Power, begins to reassemble fiercely.

in a completely different form than before.

What the hell?

Crancheca was embarrassed.

I started to develop a skill I had never seen before in his body.

In his ring, to be exact.

"Oops!"

Crancheca grips his teeth and licks his right eye.

I urgently tried to check and sweep the dragon, but it was a bluff.

Reading a skill does not have enough time to create a Retaliation Method.

The end of the spear touches the heart, but at what point in time will they create a method of sabotage?

"Oh, shit! '

The moment Crancheca vomits into his stomach.

Blah blah!

The weirdly magical tip pierces the skin of Crancheca, which was holding fast like a golden iron wall.

Not exactly skin, but inside, next to the heart.

"Rrrrgh!"

Crancheca vomits a harsh scream.

It wasn't just because the prison, which was sitting next to his heart, broke and a terrible pain hit him.

To be precise, his ring was glowing and he couldn't admit what had happened.

"Cough... Cough!"

'Dammit... that's ridiculous.'

Crancheca vomits blood and looks at his heart with an unbelievable look at the spear that pierced the prison.

One of the two forces surrounding your body, physical resistance, is completely destroyed.

One of God's laws fell swiftly, which could make the mountains fall apart like tofu.

It's a pore, said to have survived with magical resistance, but that's as far as it goes.

No matter how high you are, you can't stand his spear with your bare body without physical resistance.

Is that a normal spear that you hit yourself with?

A creature with monstrous strength made a spear with all his heart.

"Khhh... Khhh. The son of a bitch... was he hiding something like this?"

The prison breaks, and the outburst looms like a madness.

Seeing the red dragon's spear collapse into the air, Crancheca looks down and stares at you.

I understood what he meant when he said he knew about the dragon.

Hansoo gazes at Crancheca indifferently.

'I wish I'd used it at a better time... but this is enough.'

Exodus is a world without reason to be a clown.

Tons of players overflow and master players overflow.

Among other things, though, Arthur Kransheka, the so-called Red Dragon Ball, has opened his eyes.

Because it's unique and strong enough.

< We should avoid collisions as much as possible… but given the importance of the maze and shattered spur you're working on, we can't rule out the possibility of colliding with the monsters in the kingdom at all. Be as prepared as possible. >

There are two characteristics of Arthur Crancheca.

One is extinction.

Supplies users with almost infinite flames.

And the other is Yong 'an.

You can uncover any skill you've ever used.

There are traces of its magical power in the flesh.

It's strong, but my hands are all shredded, and if you give me a moment, I'll be completely canceled.

For that moment, Nurmaha's Ring hid its fifth power.

Power gained by ascending to the green zone.

Invalidate physical resistance.

The ability to remove the resistance to shave off and reduce the absolute amount of damage itself, which God has inflicted on travelers and other creatures.

'... I won't be able to use it often.'

However, next to the heart that was screaming at the overload of the battle, Jung-hok's eyes narrowed.

The power to void one of God's laws.

The magic to get in here was unbelievable.

It seems inefficient to use against someone weaker than yourself in the first place.

It's much more efficient to hit them with that magic than to use it against them.

However, it seems enough to be part of the spleen against these strong, or monsters with ridiculous defense power.

Right in front of you, as Arthur Kransheka kneels.

"Heheheh... heheheh."

Kuaaaaang!

As the prison breaks, you begin to roar like a madman.

It's like I'm going to avenge Crancheca for keeping me locked up.

Despite the fact that his body was about to be baked from within, Arthurs Crancheca was pouring out nothing but a hollow voice as if he could not believe he had lost.

No, it was uncontrollable at first.

If we do this, all around us will burst into flames.

'Yes, let's die together.'

Crancheca grips his teeth with a hollow expression.

The mission failed anyway, and he will die here.

Once the prison is broken, it is impossible to control annihilation with your magical powers.

It's better to burn everything.

Back then.

Phew.

"It won't work the way you think."

Aeyin gives up the shape of the clouds and mutters, regenerating the flesh next to Arthurs Kransheka.

Ain, who took human form in an instant, lifted her hand and took it to the prison beside Crancheca's heart.

At the same time.

Glug-ug-ug-ug!

All the rage that was raging in the prison began to be sucked into her body.

Purification of pure flames without magical powers makes it easier to absorb.

Crancheca grits his teeth looking at it.

"Damn it..."

‘... he's not a regular guy either. ’

Ordinary Demihumans can't absorb destruction that easily.

Crancheca looks devastated as he watches the last of the Sudan fly away, shooting back at Ain.

"Crazy bastards. Why the hell are you helping this guy like that? What do you think's gonna change so much about this one being alive? If I had fought with your kind with that much skill, I would have saved at least one more tribe."

Crancheca scoffs at you with the last of his strength.

Just because this one survives doesn't change the world.

They are strong, but they are more powerful than they are, and most of all, they have the help of players.

If we send players who aren't dead to chase him, he'll have to be chased around with little effort.

At that, Ain smiled.

"The prophecy speaks. If I save him, it won't end there."

Then Ain stumbles upon his memory.

If you save him... you won't have to fight him alone anymore. >

"What nonsense..."

Crancheca glances at Ain, who speaks endlessly, with a silly look on his face.

Standing still, holding the spear that pierced his body, he closed his eyes and focused quietly.

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

< Come up. >

The moment the voice rang in my head.

Clan Road Khan, the owner of the fragment controlling the yellow zone, cries out loud.

"Coming in!"

At the same time.

Bang, bang. Bang, bang. Boom.

The troops start walking headlong into the area with an invisible tip.

Now, towards a quiet, vast open sea of silver.

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