Reincarnator

'... who the hell are you?'

Kyrial, looking at the hammer that was swinging from afar, recalls a moment before she was sucked into the past.

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

Kiriring!

'Huff... huff.'

Kyrial, who was forcibly taken in, focuses on checking the surroundings without first panicking.

There must be a reason why memory reading is pulling itself somewhere.

Cyril looks around and sighs that the place is the place she once saw.

'Hmm... I'm not familiar with it at all. Why did I come here....'

At the top of the great Obelisk, Kiriel in the middle of the room mutters as he looks around.

The place I went while chasing a trail in District 4, wondering if I could find clues about Han Soo's disappearance.

Though the aftermath of the massive explosion left almost nothing to read but melt away, at least I was able to read the ease of the glory of the past.

Kyrial was not surprised to see the massive Obelisk in action.

I was more curious about the cause of the sudden rush of psychometry.

Then.

"Hmm… good."

You hear a voice in the corner of the swanky room, and Kiriel instinctively turns his head.

Then he narrowed his eyebrows slightly.

A giant hammer in the middle of the room.

Phage work.

Parker.

I don't know what you did with the hammer, but there was a static flash of lightning around the giant hammer, and everything, including the table and utensils that were sitting in the room where the hammer was built, was painted black.

And the man who looks satisfied with that hammer.

His voice must have come from that man.

"Who...? '

Slightly cozy looking.

He looks so weak compared to Tiamet, which remains in the memory of the hammer, but his closeness to the scientist draws Cyrillic's attention.

This could be connected to the construction of the hammer.

At the top of Obelix, the man who stood alone in an old-fashioned room and looked around at the hammer on the floor, soon seeing somewhere in the air, muttered in an incredibly clear voice, "Memory."

"You've come to the right place."

Kiriel looked around the room curiously at the attitude of such a man, but there was no one but him.

'... crazy. No way? "

"Don't be surprised. Because you're right."

He looks at his conscious side and sees the man speaking. He is frightened.

No way! '

Memories are for you to read.

The object is normally unresponsive.

It felt ominous, so I stopped reading my memories and tried to get out, but it was also a bluff.

Thump.

I couldn't escape my consciousness as if I was stuck somewhere.

"Don't be surprised. There's no malice. It's just fun."

"... who are you?"

In Kiriel's gaze, the man opened his mouth with a pouty expression.

"Ah. You didn't introduce yourself."

Then the man smiles, pointing at the hammer on the floor and opening his mouth.

"My name is Nepalem. Good to see you."

"..."

Cyril, who couldn't even answer this madness and was listening, immediately regained consciousness.

"Did you bring me here?"

Nepalese said with a big smile.

"I didn't call you. I just came all the way here to read Shannir's memories so fast."

"... Junior?"

The Nepalese nod.

"Yes, the hammer."

Chi Chi Yin.

Nepalem said, pointing to a hammer in the middle of the room, emitting smoke.

An unusual hammer at first glance.

'... that's what happens when you actually merge them.'

Cyril, who was looking at the hammer burning the room in real time with a faint burst of lightning, suddenly remembered what Hansoo told him to find out, looked at Nepalem and asked.

"Did you make that?"

There's nothing unusual about having a conversation with a memory right now, but it wasn't Kiriel's character to argue that what had already happened was absurd.

More importantly, get the information.

Apparently, the man looks quite favorable, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

'You have to ask me anything.'

Nepalem shakes his head and smiles to see if he likes Cyrillic's attitude.

"No, I didn't."

"Then…."

"I brought it."

"...?"

Where did you get it? '

Nepalem shakes his fingers as he looks at the slender Cyrillic as if it were cute.

"Well, I can't teach you how to do that. By the way, I brought some to help my friend down there... It's too strong."

Nepalem remembers Tiamet, who is undergoing vengeance right now, smiling and reaching for his hand.

At the same time.

Parchichichichichichichi!

The golden light rises along the line carved on the surface of Schennir, and the power weakens in an instant, and Kiriel, who watches it, twitches his eyebrows.

'Three pieces.'

It's shaped like a hammer, but different from before.

Internally flowing magical circuits are three parts.

Half the force of the other half is not used properly.

Seeing Cyrillic like that, Nepalem added a friendly explanation.

"This is about the right level for the world."

Is that the sound of three equal parts of a Tiamet?

But now that you have allowed yourself to separate like this, Tiamet will take care of it.

You can take this and smash the rest of the world with it.

Or split up and use it where you need it.

It doesn't matter.

Because they're both interesting.

Nepalem smiles at the hammer, smiling at Cyril.

"Looks like it's a combination. There may still be some restrictions... Congratulations, by the way."

Nepalem waves to Cyril with a brief note of congratulations.

"Goodbye, then. Be careful how you handle it. As the owner was the owner, it's really not an ordinary item."

As soon as the farewell in Nepal is over.

Kuaang!

Uh... uh? '

Cyril, who had returned to the past, began to return to reality at an immense rate.

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

"That happened?"

"Yes. I was curious and wanted to read more... I couldn't read any more. “

After hearing Kiriel's explanation, Hansoo looks at the hammer in his hand.

'... you brought it?'

Hansoo looks at the hammer in his hand.

Krrrrrrrrr.

Krrrrrrr.

Surprisingly.

The hammer in your hand strikes Arc-Roa and breaks him, but you're still looking to see if there's anything left to break.

Even the owner.

Quadrudruple!

Starting with the hammer's sack in your hand, the destructive energy rising up like a snack on your whole body narrows your eyes.

'I see why it's hard to handle.'

Surprisingly, this hammer wanted to destroy every moment.

No matter the enemy, no matter who owns it.

The moment I destroyed all of Arc-Roa.

The ferocious energy toward Arc-Roa flows towards a handful of bodies holding a hammer.

Tearing muscles, burning nerves and breaking bones.

No, not only strength, but actually it was.

Quadruple!

Kwaek!

The energy of destruction, which called for lightning and struck the opponent, was constantly being torn apart as it climbed up a small number of bodies. The energy of the hammer, called Shannir, was constantly burning inside the body and repeated the process of being regenerated by immortality and dragon swords.

I thought I knew why Tiamet tore it apart.

Before that, Tiamet wouldn't have been able to hold this.

Cyril, who was looking at Hansoo, carefully asked.

"... are you going to keep holding that?"

The same 2-star but less focused on melee combat and self-healing skills was difficult to hold.

If you continue to hold it, it will be eaten by metallurgical gnawing on the inside of your body, and you will become exhausted in less than a day.

It's okay to fight, but you have to carry that around.

"Or what do you want me to pack? Pouch..."

Hansoo shakes his head at Kiriel's words.

Hansoo shakes his head.

"No."

Apparently, he has a lot of pride.

Earlier, as a test, I took it off my hands for a while, but when I held it again, I could feel the reaction more rough.

Anyone who refuses to become a guild owner for this energy will never accept it.

And one more thing.

'It will be useful for training.'

Phage work.

Hansoo mutters as he feels the energy of lightning burning inside his body.

Skills grow as much as they are used.

Immortality was metallurgical and growing thanks to his constant burning of his body.

'The next seed to be eaten must be immortalized.'

Hansoo, who hardened his heart with an immortal soul, saw two who were fighting with his shoe dragon spear and immortality to go to 3-star.

Kuaang!

"Get it over with. I haven't seen you in a long time. You should say hello."

"Ahhhh! You bastard! I'm not gonna help you!"

Karjal grits his teeth and shouts.

Of course, he didn't look happy.

Khhhhhhhhh!

The lone Ark-Roa, the hound, now struggles desperately between Karhal and Enkidu.

I've been screaming desperately, but now that my body is destroyed and I've lost my mind, I don't think I can be a match for Karhal and Enkidu.

Kuaang!

Enkidou, who bludgeoned the hammerhead and strongly slashed the hound's abdomen, cries out loudly as he looks at the action.

"Get some rest! I'm just gonna smash it up and leave."

'... the years have changed a lot. With words like that.'

Hansoo looks at Enkidu, his tongue hanging out, his hammer resting on the ground, and he slumps down.

The pachynchik!

Zennir flashes lightning as if he were protesting that he was not a replacement for the chair, but Hansoo ignores and lets out a deep breath.

I was tired, just like Enkidu said.

'Phew... It's been less than a week since I got up.'

But Hansoo smiled.

Two years off, I'd have had a good rest.

We still have a long way to go.

Then.

Kiriring.

The energy of recovery pours into Hansoo.

"Well..."

'Then, what should I do with this child...?'

First of all, I don't hate myself right now.

I smiled at Cyril as she looked at me, smiling beautifully and putting on her recovery skills.

Kuaaaaang!

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! You son of a bitch! I finally killed him!"

With Karhal's cheerful cry, the Black Hunting Dog falls with a hole through his heart.

Pod 'Duck!

The Black Hunting Dog, who was stiff-necked for a moment, looked around with his cursed eyes, closed his eyes and drooped, and began to scatter into the air as black powder.

Passes.

Then.

"... what is this?"

The mysterious voice of Enkidu, standing in front of the black powder, Hansoo, Cyril, and everyone looked to where the body of Arc-Roa was.

And they could all see.

A large box of human heads that appears to be in the scattered dust.

And a little letter that doesn't fit the place.

Hansoo lifted his eyes and read the letters written in the letter.

[Gift]

'You had to kill yourself to make it look like you killed them all. By the way, why didn't you show yourself....'

Hansoo looks curious, looking at the boxes and letters that appear to be left by the fairy.

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