Reincarnator

Khurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

"Phew... Is that what you're after, too?"

"This is huge. This is it."

Far away.

Karhal and Enkidu mutter as they watch a massive blizzard raging from the land of the spirits and pushing into the realm and empire far away.

The power was weaker than the land of the spirits because the plague that had been compressed was released to the entire continent.

Those closest to us are the ones who died in the storm that was released, but if this disaster spreads throughout the region, the power will be reduced and it will be easier to endure.

Of course, it is compared to the land of the spirits.

'... will all die.'

Karjal mutters, assessing the power of the storm.

Players can withstand two or three hours without the protection of liquid or spirits.

Stronger kingdoms than players, or stronger empires, can endure a little longer.

If we hit the shield with a shaman, we can hold out a little longer.

But it's also a matter of time.

Players were disappearing as they turned to golden light at all times.

Even the ones that aren't worth dying for.

I don't know what happened...

Beyond that, Karhal turns his gaze to the vast realm of the Celestial Mountains.

The people of the kingdom should not freeze to death right now, but the end has been decided.

Or starve to death.

Or die of exhaustion.

If the whole world is covered in ice and gray clouds, there's no way to get food.

Very few people can survive with the power of magicians and shamans, but they will no longer threaten them or the travelers.

Travelers coming up. Nothing to worry about.

It's only when Demihumans bless them again while they build up their spiritual blessings and buy some time.

Once they do, they can hunt down the Spirit Land and the monsters inside, level them up, and go back up to the upper ground.

'This is good...'

There is only one variable.

Ain.

Karhar and Enkidu's worries go to the Demibeasts.

'... are they going to keep their alliance?'

This situation is unilateral because it's not in their best interest.

Even if they're not hostile to themselves.

Even if you don't assume betrayal, which is the worst.

Even if they hide like this, they are deadly to them.

There's no way to save those who will come after us.

Without the Spirit's blessing, it is impossible to survive in this world until you level up 50.

No, to be precise, it may have been possible before, but it won't be possible again.

in this vast world that's going to be covered in snow and ice and other catastrophes.

Karhal and Enkidou were looking worried.

Jubbuck.

Someone starts walking towards Enkidu and Karjal, who are observing the storm from afar.

"... What's going on?"

When he saw Methuselah walking through the blizzard, Karjal looked uncomfortable.

The target I was worried about came to my attention.

'I don't know what you're thinking.'

Seeing Karjal like that, Methuselah smiled brightly.

"I know what you're worried about. But don't worry. We don't want to go to war with you."

Their subjects are only a few left.

I don't want to fight them too hard and lose power at all.

'To be honest, I'm attacking now... It might be in your best interest to end this.'

Although they are now ahead of power, if their population grows exponentially and they are blessed by the Spirit, their interracial power is reversed.

But there is a reason why we have not been able to attack them decisively.

"And now is not the time for us to fight."

"What the..."

Before the words of Methuselah end.

Phew!

Boom!

Pumpeng!

Far away.

Fireworks and flames have begun to blaze throughout the kingdom that Karhal and Enkidou were looking at.

A place where soldiers of the realm dwell.

The whole place is a military base.

The moment I saw it.

Karjal's mouth protrudes with bigotry.

I realized what that flame meant.

"Son of a..."

"You didn't expect them to die like this, did you?"

The land of the spirits who guarded them exploded and covered the entire continent.

The Kingdom and the Empire have only one choice.

"They'll come for us. I trust you'll do your best as an ally. That way... we can stay alive and help you."

General Sycruz, and their elite soldiers, are really not worth it.

Especially not the elite Imperial soldiers.

Methuselah mutters as he watches the empire's troops detonate flares from all sides.

Enkidu asked, just in case, looking at Methuselah.

"Maybe we can form an alliance?"

Enkidou doesn't like this fight.

There's not a big difference in power on either side.

Fighting will result in great harm to both sides.

And they know this too, so if the Demihumans share their blessings, we can avoid the extreme situation of war.

They want to survive.

Methuselah laughs at Enkidu's words.

"Well, if they understand you correctly... It can't be true."

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

"What are you going to do?"

Kuoooo.

In blizzards swirling from all over.

The deputy asked anxiously, looking at the general, Cyrus.

Now, there is a limit to how much magical power we can harness to form a defense team and hold out as a shield.

At that, Cyrus mutters, looking far away, inside the Spirit's Land.

"We have to get Ain."

Not all citizens are as strong as they are, but all magical powers are finite.

In the end, without a blessing, it just wears off gradually.

He said with a worried expression that the deputy said.

"Alliance with them..."

Demihuman's power is never great.

Moreover, below it, travellers have joined the new force.

The opposing Pokémon will never want to risk their lives against you.

They'll know they're running desperately.

That's what Cyrus said with a big smile.

"Alliance... that's good. As long as it stays that way."

The deputy said that Cyrus came in with a stab wound and swallowed his brooding voice.

"Travelers are weak now. But can we do that later?"

"..."

"They just keep coming up. Plus, you'll get stronger with the Spirit's blessing. It is now the weakest... but soon it will be the strongest."

I captured a few of the travelers from the last fight.

I don't care what I heard there.

They're just vanguard.

Soon, tens of millions or even billions of travelers rush up from below.

Nor did they, like the inhabitants of the kingdom, live in peace, but they killed and fought and survived.

"Will they treat us and Ain as allies?" "

"..."

"I think.... That's not gonna happen. Remember, it's not a war of survival or not. The next owner of this world... is who it takes."

The problem of becoming the next world owner.

The words pierce the deputy's chest.

"Just think of one thing. Killing them all and getting the Demihumans into our hands. Remember, they're animals. Fighting and killing and coming to this world. If you don't wipe it out this time.... The next time we have to fight them is not us, but your son, your daughter, and your wife."

"... I understand."

The moment I thought about it.

The deputy also nodded with a firm expression.

When I heard the family story, the meaning of this fight came to me.

'Damn…. Some guy did this.'

The deputy vomited.

I don't know how it happened.

The time when empires and kingdoms ruled the world and immortals enjoyed each other was certainly stable and peaceful.

But everything changed.

The trapped Demibeasts became free bodies, and the runaways, like rats, are now the greatest threats.

The deputy could not believe that all this had happened in less than a month.

'You're too nervous.'

Cyrus, who saw the deputy spewing out sighs, opened his mouth tremendously.

"Don't think that's a disadvantage. In a way... this is your last chance."

If this unidentified thunderstorm had not erupted, you would have been watching as the blizzards were growing stronger if they hadn't launched a storm that had firmly protected the Spirit Land.

But now that the Spirit Earth has exploded and the fence protecting them is gone...

Now is the perfect time to wipe them all out.

That is, if you think about fighting, it's a simple problem.

But one thing stuck in Sycruz's mind.

Seems to have guessed the mind of such a cyclus.

The deputy opens his mouth, looking at Cyrus.

"... even Demihumans know that. Why are you helping the Travelers?"

Just because we've been allied for a while doesn't mean we have to stay allied.

Things have changed completely.

They're not the only ones who have a chance of getting shot at when the Travelers get stronger.

No, in a way, the Demihumans who need it may be more miserable.

"Methuselah, what were you thinking? They're... the ones who need to be wiped out when they're weak. '

Cyrus mutters, thinking of Medusala.

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

Curr.

The whole earth is falling apart.

The sea of lava shook once again, halfway inside the collapsed Heavenly Mountains.

Kuaang!

The enormous earthquake that struck the earth constantly created an earthquake and burned a handful of skin and magic as the waves of metal rushed by the aftermath of the earthquake.

Chi Chi Yin.

Desperately resisting the Dragon Ball.

'But... First of all, it's worth living up there.'

Hansoo looked at the heavenly mountain range that was approaching.

Chi Yin.

The aftermath of the explosion pushed even the blizzards away, but the mountain peaks still show a rare pile of snow.

It may be catastrophic for the inhabitants of the Common Kingdom or for the average player, but it is a good tool for restoring the body to those who have eaten the spirit.

Phew.

Hansoo, who started running through the half-ruined mountains, muttered, holding his flimsy head.

'... when I get out, I need to rest for a while.'

Repair, not rest, to be precise.

You can't leave the uncertainty behind.

Even if it takes a little time, after this fight is over, you need to recover and take a closer look at your condition.

'Til the Abyss opens... but we still have a little time.'

Perhaps his intervention made the gap between Abyss, themselves and the test dimension quicker than before.

Maybe one or two of Abyss' creatures will come out.

But that's deep enough inside the calculation.

If we were stronger, we would be able to cope well enough.

Hansoo's grip on his greasy head flew faster to forget the pain.

Kieing.

Let's run for a while.

The scorching heat suddenly subsides and the blizzard slowly begins to envelop from everywhere.

Phew.

With a single eye that absorbed its energy with the power of a spirit and gradually restored the body.

Curr.

Beyond the Celestial Mountains, you begin to see half melted glaciers.

A land of ice that has melted halfway by the energy that burst through the collapsed Heavenly Mountains.

Melted and cracked, right in between.

Curr.

I've seen dozens of spacecraft.

Huge ships frozen by Tiamet, just before they all left.

You narrow your gaze at such a ship.

One of them made some strange moves.

Kuoooooo!

"It works?"

Down there, one of the ASTRO series, visible through the glaciers, is slowly radiating light and starting to work.

[ASTRO-1]

By the light of the working spacecraft, the writing on the outer wall of the spaceship was clearly seen.

'... I have to go.'

I may not be in good shape, but I can't ignore that.

It means someone got inside that ship.

Hansoo flies toward ASTRO-1, which is slowly starting to work from afar.

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