Reincarnator

The central facility of a war fortress.

At the control tower of the cannabis shaman jeans and dragon palanquin, which attracts the power of the dragon veins, the commander of the three forces, Eloa, looked ridiculous.

"... Where the hell are those guys?"

Usually by now, the battle with Demihumans has left the emptiness of the emptiness.

Moreover, he was stupidly searching for the exact location of this hidden place.

'Damn it. We shouldn't be drilling through here.'

Once this place is breached, the Grand Spell you created in support of the General will be canceled.

After a moment of deliberation, Eloa decides.

Once a hidden location has been discovered, it is now all-out war.

Once the guards tell you not to send all the players from the War Fort to the battlefield, but to gather them here is unsettling.

Watching the immortals gathering in the distance and the mysterious army, Eloa begins to twist the magic of the Dragon Warrior.

Not in the traditional magic circuits, but in a different direction.

'Unstable without crushed spine · · ·. I can't let you do this.'

This much energy should be enough to crush them.

Kieing!

Just as I responded to Eloa's will, the Mado-shaman and the Dragon Dragon Warrior spewed out a strange light and began to shake.

One of the guards panicked at Elloa's actions.

"Eloa! It's too dangerous! · · · Without any medium."

In the first place, the purpose of this dragon sulfur was to suppress the energy rush of the dragon vein.

It is used by suppressing the energy in an unstable state with gin and pulling it out a little bit. If you turn it forcefully like that, of course, there is a problem.

'No. Not just the problem, but the worst situation. · · ·'

At that, Eloah gritted her teeth and cried out, staring at the riders.

"... danger. You know what's the most dangerous thing right now? Those lunatics are gonna kill us all, crush all the players, and come running into this place. What could be more dangerous than that?"

"..."

The Mado Soldier was overwhelmed by Eloa's words and instinctively looked outside.

With his eyes, he saw a golden army approaching from far, far away.

An army is poised to crush them.

As I watched the Mado soldiers swallowing their saliva, Elloa coldly recited it.

"Once breached here, the Demihumans enter the Spirit Land. Just know one thing. You know better than anyone what happens."

"... I understand."

"I'm going to be away for a while, so keep this place stable."

The Mado Soldier starts to focus on what he needs to do in his place with a fierce grip, and after eliminating the noise, Eloa sees that the Dragon Warrior is stable and starts to move on somewhere.

Far away, where the players are staying.

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"Wow · · ·. It's huge."

One of the 15th clans, the man who was in charge of the Second Division of the Hydrose War Fortress, gave his tongue when he saw the golden army gathering from afar.

I came here because I thought it was a place to suck honey, but then this accident happened. '

The man, Crockpica, who has been looking back at the situation of the crazy battlefield recently made a ridiculous face.

Here, the battlefield appears to be active but stagnant.

There was a power struggle between the clans, but as important as the original kingdom, the garrisoned royal army's breath was too strong, and almost no clan warfare occurred between the clans like in the rest of the world.

That's why it felt more like a hunting ground than a battlefield.

Obtain shielding liquid from the Grand Maze and enter Spirit Land to level up.

His job as the second regional head is to control those clans and friction with the other three 15 clans that are here that can happen in different zones.

And now this is happening.

The slaughter of the Grand Maze.

The Great War of Demihumans and Generals.

"My head is killing me."

Krocca narrows his eyes, watching the golden army rushing far away and thousands of clan members gathering behind him.

In fact, the man, Crockpica, was not a fan of annoying things.

That's why even when the first branch commander of the Hydro Clan was excited about the opportunity to build a ball, he didn't make a move to repair the area here, the battlefield.

But as soon as they start clearing out the mainland, those bastards show up and try to rob the War Fort.

Besides, they weren't worth looking at.

'Let's see.'

Kieing.

As the White Masturbation of the Golden Hawk triggered, it enlarged the appearance of a golden army that was pushed to the far end of the world.

To be precise, it looks like they're walking smashing down unjoined moths.

I couldn't hear the sound, but I read the shape of my mouth, and I could see what the dying players were shouting and smashing.

Rrrrgh! Damn it! >

'Oops. That guy is level 250.'

After installing some foam in front of me, I was dragged into hundreds of chains, and then I died as a hive in hundreds of spears.

Crockpica shakes his head at that pathetic tail, sighing and looking behind his back.

The Four Clans of the War Fortress, including themselves.

And the players who rushed to bring those four clans together.

The number was close to 20,000 because only the current players per day were attracted from more than hundreds of thousands of war fortresses.

Bye, player.

It is a number that I am confident that usually there is nothing that can't be gathered.

Except, of course, for quests on ridiculous difficulties, such as the Spirit's Land Main Quest or the Continental War.

But I was not confident of defeating that swarm of golden armies.

The second division leader of the Ant Lick Clan, Apocalypto, said in a blasphemy.

"Nimiral. I was told to gather in the kingdom, but what am I supposed to do?"

Since the square, the resurrection point, is stolen, once they die, they will no longer be able to join the battlefield.

That is, we have to stop these guys running around here.

That's literally impossible.

Then.

A beam of voices is heard among the players.

"Don't worry. I didn't summon you here without thinking."

"Oh, you're so precious."

Two branch commanders, Apocalypto, died in the voices heard among the crowd.

You're a member of the Maddox Army. Three commandants, too. '

The Third Commander is directly below the commander, Arthur Kransheka.

Level 300.

Ultra-high grade NPC, usually hard to see a face.

That's why I was more eager.

Bug players, NPCs, and strong guys always paid good money.

'Well, not now.'

Apocalypto shrugs and opens his mouth as he looks at Eloa, the NPC walking towards them with dangerous eyes.

"Why don't you tell us a little bit, by the way? What's in there?"

Then Apocalypto glances inside the Great Wall in the direction Elloa walked.

'... I've never heard of a precious facility so urgently guarded here.'

At that, she gasps and opens her mouth.

"What do you need to know that for? You only need to know one thing. Kill and receive."

"... that's a nice thing to say."

Crockpica mutters from behind, but not quite denies it.

I wasn't wrong.

'Why are you staring at NPC like that?'

Crockpica glares at Apocalypto.

It's no wonder you get treated like that when you look at NPC with those eyes.

Sometimes I feel like they're alive, too.

Crockpica, who decided that opening his mouth would no longer help, runs out in front of the pouting apocalypto and opens his mouth instead.

"But we cannot defeat them with our own strength. I don't know what it is you're trying to protect, but you know it's not enough."

At that, Elloa smiles coldly.

"Of course I know that. It's hard on you guys. So · · ·. We intend to make the most of your strengths."

"...?"

Eloa smiles at the players looking at her with a curious look.

There is no crushing spur.

But there are mediators.

Those who are weak but don't have to worry about being broken.

"Be honored. You feel the power of the lava."

Elloa smiles coldly at the players.

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Quadruple!

Cough!

"Ahh · · ·. It's really annoying."

Karjal mutters as he looks at the players with spears embedded in his body and turning them golden.

"These bastards are so fearless."

It's normal to run away when you meet a troop that can never be dealt with commonly.

That was exactly the situation of the players they had met so far.

A small number of people who have not joined cannot defeat themselves when they wake up dead.

However, the actions of those who encountered them were always in Dongdong.

Brawl.

Even moths leaping into torches have more ideas than these guys.

At Carhal's words, Ainshel mutters in disgrace.

"What are you afraid of if you don't die?"

It's self-esteem to run away from buggers who use rocks.

Even if there is a penalty for death, you only have to kill one or a few people before you die.

In fact, some very strong players collapsed with short bursts of damage.

"Eww. Those bastards. If we eat here, we'll just have to kill them all. Protruding tribes."

Karjal mutters, looking at the distant wall.

What exactly is the principle of Dragon Warrior and what can be done, but one is certain.

A scary knife in the hands of the enemy, and a reliable weapon in the hands of allies.

This place should be eaten while it is still a communist.

"And that's it. It's not that hard, is it?"

Karhal shrugs as he looks at the players' forces, gathering in front of the wall.

Apparently Hansoo has become incredibly strong again.

Stand in front of it, divide it into wedges, cut it off to surround it, cut it off, and kill it. That's how many troops we can drive out without a lot of damage.

Then.

Whoo-hoo!

An enormous amount of energy has been released from beyond the Great Wall.

The skin of people who have become more sensitive to their magic after mounting a magic charm gives them goosebumps.

Oss.

"This... energy of the Dragon vein."

At the same time.

"Shit. You don't go that easy."

Karjal spits out a fierce duet as he looks at the players who are starting to glow blue from afar.

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"Wow! Awesome!"

"Hey! There was a buff like this!"

Overwhelmed.

Burning flesh.

Crockpica looks surprised to see her glowing blue body.

'... amazing.'

The buff they walk on is just a kid's prank compared to this.

Of course there was a problem.

"Oh, shit! But this is bleeding too fast!"

"Ouch! I'm going to die just standing there!"

A juju made up of players' bodies, using the magical power of dragon veins.

The overwhelming power of the Lava Strength has given players incredible power, but in return, it has vigorously destroyed their bodies.

Seeing those players, Elloa grinned.

"What's the problem? I don't care if you die."

This spell will kill you with one stroke.

And a spell that fails unconditionally if it is voluntarily rejected.

Therefore, it cannot be used on royal soldiers.

Humanity's survival instincts cannot accept this.

But these guys tell a completely different story.

Eloa opens her mouth with a cold expression.

"It's time to pay for your meal. We'll take care of all the penalties. Kill as many as you can before you die."

"Kuhahaha! Oh my. Welcome! Let's go!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

Overwhelmed with power, players, including Apocalypto, shouted violently as they watched the incoming golden army from afar.

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