Reincarnator

'What a bastard.'

Hansoo mutters as he slowly looks at his left hand extending towards him.

Why is it so hard to grab an opponent with one finger?

But he was pushing slowly, very slowly.

He's playing a prank on a long time of entertainment.

It's been a while since I've had a chance to escape the White Dragon Egg.

If Hansoo can't catch the crusher anyway, the lost energy can't stop Tiamat.

All you have to do is separate yourself.

'I feel so dirty.'

Kuaaaaang!

"Ahhhh!"

"Khhh! Tiamet! Please! We're allies!"

The soldiers everywhere screamed and swept me away.

Regardless, the fingers floating in the air made everything into hell, slicing through the air to see what was so fun.

Kuaang!

Quadruple!

The wall falls and the fortress is torn apart.

Because Hansoo couldn't concentrate on the crushed vertebrae, all the energy that flowed into the crushed vertebrae repeatedly scattered into the air.

The peg, which has lost its grip on the crushed vertebra, extends its hole unevenly.

Suddenly, I was creeped out by the hole that became a fist, and the whole body of those who saw Tiamat's eyes peering over here with smiling eyes.

I'm smiling, but that's even scarier.

Cruel eyes, like reptiles, that do not see humans as humans.

Those eyes are only seeking their own satisfaction and desire.

Everyone in the army knows.

How scary it can be if someone who doesn't see Humans as human has strong powers.

What if all the fingers crossed over?

Of course, they didn't have much time to think about it.

Kuaaaaaaang!

I erased it from the world as if a flash of light had crossed them once again.

"Ahhhh!"

Seeing that, Arthur Kransheka, lying on the ground in a state of exhaustion, sharpened his teeth.

"Son of a bitch... Khhh!"

They may be arrogant, but they're all their own handmaiden.

Those who raised themselves with all their passion and their castles.

People don't die like dogs.

"Son of a... are you smiling? '

You made a role model out of him for once.

Arthurs Kransheka was forced to change it.

If we do this, everyone will die.

With that hand going through the air for fun.

"Fuck... fuck! If only I could use magic! Only magic!"

Even if devastated, his level doesn't go anywhere.

But if you don't have magic, you're just a truly helpless human being.

When Arthur Kransheka looked desperate.

Tutu tuk.

I feel a hand running down his back.

"What...?"

The golden pill that was blocking the magic was released by the touch.

Arthurs Crancheca looks back as he feels the magical power that began to regenerate his broken limbs and muscles as it loosened from his heart.

Who the hell released their money?

'Course he is.'

Ain.

It's got to be him.

It's usually only possible for one person to solve the money that easily.

However, Crancheca's gaze turned around and was filled with confusion.

"... who are you?"

Arthur Kransheka mutters as he looks at the man standing behind him.

Nothing has changed what it looks like.

Demihuman who fought with himself, covered in flames.

However, he could see it in his eyes above level 300.

What's in there, it's something completely different.

I can tell by the look in your eyes.

It is not the eyes that express anger and fear, being treated with themselves.

It seems to be sloppy, but there is a feeling of dizziness inside.

It's like a well of moonlight.

Those eyes can never belong to anyone.

"What the..."

When Kransheka made a curious face.

Ain opens his mouth, looking at Crancheca.

"I don't think he's moving. Do you have a lot of time?"

"... damn it."

Arthurs Crancheca, who had recovered enough to move the flesh in an instant with his magical power that matched the transcendence, stretched out his hands and looked at the presence in front of him.

There is no wrath, but enough power to withstand it.

It's not enough to beat the guy in front of you.

Including the one who's avoiding the attack like crazy over there.

"Phew. Damn it."

Crancheca, however, spits, then swoops away and heads toward the dragon yolk.

I didn't like the look in his fucking eyes that he knew everything, but now was not the time.

Crancheca arrives and rolls the ground a few times.

Eloa, who had fallen to the ground, passed by dozens of surviving horsemen as the wavelength of her magic spread rapidly everywhere.

It was a playfully rolling wavelength, but it was effective enough.

Phew!

Earlier, the Dragon Warrior's circuits were corrected and restored to some extent when the Dragon Warrior's power circuits were torn apart by the destruction of the Dragon Warrior.

It's Von Kransheka's footing again.

Tutong!

If that was to restore magic, this is to convey the pushword.

A magical code made for use in a quirky, cryptographic purpose has passed through the guards.

To interpret the implications, one.

< Get that bastard out of here. >

The soldiers nod, gripping their teeth, and stand up.

No one takes them out of the cage because the tiger doesn't feel bad for them.

He has no hard feelings for himself, but that makes him more dangerous.

You don't know what they'll do if they do.

The Mado Soldiers are carefully positioned around the Dragon Warrior.

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

Kuaang!

Now Tiamet glances around, relaxing beyond the hole, almost punching.

It's been a long time since I've seen the outside world.

'Soon I'll be able to pass two fingers.'

Kuaang!

Once again, Tiamet wipes out the area and now smiles as he looks away from his attack.

I heard what he was doing here.

But what he wants will never come true.

Because I'm confident.

What am I supposed to do with a golden army?

'Still · · ·. I'm sick of avoiding you better than I thought.'

In fact, Tiamet has been a little annoyed for a while now.

I started with a joke, but he dodged it pretty well.

From about halfway through, I thought about blowing off one of his legs, but I knew how to read a weak man's moves.

It's as if the fight against the strong is very familiar.

Of course, it was meaningless if my nature had gone, but I could only move one finger, so I was frustrated.

Tiamet, a slightly frowned frown, looks at him from the other side and spits out a word.

"Don't act meaningless. You... can't be the owners of this place. You should be thankful for saving my life."

Hansoo narrowed his eyes.

I know exactly what that means.

It happened to me too.

'By the way · · ·. It's more than I imagined.'

Hansoo narrows his eyes.

At this rate, he's really gonna pop out of there.

But there is no stopping it.

'I can't help it.'

Hansoo grips his teeth.

I had no choice but to take the next step.

The original objective was one.

Eating dragon sulfur, using crushed spines as a medium to consume all that energy.

Then the war fort becomes a heavenly fortress, which no one can invade.

With that power, you try to help the Demihumans get inside the Spirit Land and use this as a node to move on to the next step.

But once this happens, there is no way.

Only the last way.

'Self-destruct.'

Kuaaaaang!

Hansoo mutters as she watches Tiamat emit a flash of light around the dragon sulfur.

It unleashes all the energy of Dragon Dragon Warrior.

And blow this whole neighborhood away.

'Too bad · · ·. I can't help it.'

Hansoo bites his teeth as he takes a deep breath.

Dragon Dragon Warrior is a pity, but he and his golden army will suffer heavy losses because of the explosion, but it is much better than him crossing over using Dragon Warrior.

Then.

A stream of voices flew toward Hansoo.

< Let me stick to the crushed vertebra. >

"...?"

A voice that flies right into your head.

'Did you have this ability?'

Ein's voice was clear, but someplace else, Hansoo suddenly made a curious face.

At the same time.

'... No way.'

A number of heads swirled rapidly and inferred the situation so far.

What he really is.

Who have these abilities?

"I see. I can't believe you came in person..."

Hansoo gives a slightly surprised look, then nods and starts charging towards the crushed vertebrae.

Bang, bang! Bang!

"... this madman."

Tiamet shakes his head as he shakes the ground.

"Trying to die?"

Tiamt, who laughed at me, pointed his finger at me with an expressionless face.

To put an end to the man who decided to take his last stand.

At that moment.

Whoo-hoo!

The clouds of flames are in great flurries, and they run behind a handful of them.

It's like he's trying to shield himself.

Bang, bang! Bang, bang!

Tiamet pauses for a moment at the sudden appearance of Ain.

"Methuselah, I think we've made too much difference now."

Tiamet shakes his head as he looks at the man running headlessly, and the man running behind him.

How pathetic of him to not have the courage to come before him.

'But I won't kill you.'

First, Tiamet, who was supposed to clean up the guy in front of her, raised his finger to point at him.

At the same time.

Kuaaaaang!

A flash of flashing light sprayed out of my fingers and rushed out to punch him.

The moment your whole body is about to be crushed!

Coup d 'Ack!

Something rough rose from the ground and blocked the way ahead.

Something big in bronze!

Kuaang!

The wall of bronze did not completely block the flashing light and allowed a large hole as it was, but at least one succeeded in giving a short time to avoid the body for a while.

In that scene, Tiamet looks ridiculous.

'No cowardice. How dare you interrupt me?'

I saw him trying to do something behind his back, but I thought he was going to get behind his back, and I didn't think I'd dare disturb him.

'You seem to really trust these guys.'

Those arrogant bastards, determined to twist the juju once they leave, first twist their fingers again to erase the one rushing towards them.

Kieing!

'I'll be damned.'

Now it's too close to avoid.

As soon as I'm ready to shoot him to get rid of him.

Where did he go? '

Tiamet, looking out over the wall of bronze, frowned upon the loss of Methuselah, who was behind him.

At that moment.

Whoo-hoo!

Tiamet narrows his eyes as he looks at Methuselah, suddenly scattered like a cloud and pushed toward the crushed vertebrae.

"No way...? '

Then came the role of Medusala.

Methuselah is the manager.

I know more about wonder than I know myself.

If you get access to wonder · · ·.

Till then, Tiamet looks unpleasant.

'Then we won't.'

I started with a favor, but I accepted it anyway and decided to end the situation myself.

And it fails?

Nothing has ever changed for me, and I deserve it again.

'I tried to live.'

Kieing!

The moment when a finger sticks out of the air and tries to hit Methuselah just before forming a shape in the air.

Kuaang!

"No way."

The man who approached me from afar struck his finger.

Huuug!

A full-blown assault with one finger.

However, if you think about the fight between yourself and him, it's only natural that he should survive and bounce off.

However, the outcome is the exact opposite.

Kuaaaaang!

'... what?'

Tiamet looks ridiculous.

In English, however, his physical resistance was wiped out at once, causing his fingers to shrivel and slide into the air, so that his attack, not Methuselah, would crush the air.

Kuaaaaaaang!

"... you're really upsetting me."

Did he say that if anger crosses the line, it doesn't make sense?

Tiamat's drooping glances fade, his expressions fade, but it's too late.

Phew!

Thanks to Hansoo, Methuselah managed to avoid the flash by placing his hand on the broken vertebrae of the gods, and on Rancom's stake that punctured a hole in the air.

At the same time.

Phew.

A strange energy erupts from the center of Medusala.

'... Hmm.'

My senses stopped and my body became stiff.

Hansoo cried out because he felt like the world had stopped.

< 61. Dragon Horse Hwang Jin (6) > End

⁄ ALLA