Reincarnator

"Can you read anything?"

With a few words, Cyril focuses his mind on the ground.

"Wait…. Wait!"

Earlier, I couldn't read it on a broad memory scan.

At least that means nothing's happened lately.

Tsutztsu.

The narrower the range, the more focused the mind is, the deeper and more readable the memory is.

Cyril recently began reading down on what was going on around the elevator.

Soon.

'... what is this?'

Cyril frowns.

< Damn it! Run! >

You bastards! You asked for an alliance, and now you're beating the shit out of me! >

< Aaaahhhh! Don't leave me! Please! >

Suspicious-looking attacks were flying and literally turning the elevator area upside down.

The attack that was so close to the bombing, the travellers were running for the elevator without hesitation.

Quadruple!

Win!

'What……. What the hell.'

The bastards who attacked the travelers haven't come inside the land they're reading memories of.

We don't know who they are either.

Only those travellers are seen screaming at the traveler's attacks and such attacks.

However, it didn't seem necessary to read the memories of other regions.

Bang, bang!

The vibrations of the ground in the view of the memory were growing.

Proof that something is coming along.

Something was walking into the sights of the past he was reading.

To catch and smash the runaway travelers.

Kiriel reads his memories while swallowing his saliva.

Aaaaah!

Someone pulls Kiriel's back tightly.

"Ugh..."

Psychometry breaks down due to external stimuli and quickly returns to reality in the past.

'Oh my…. Almost got it. Too bad!'

The moment Cyril looked back in embarrassment.

Kuaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

There was a huge explosion in front of where Cyril was standing.

"Oops!"

In your memory, Kiriel narrows his eyes to the blast of the beam attack.

Unstoppable during psychometry.

You don't have to die from being beaten, but if you get hit naked with this quite intense flame, you will suffer considerable damage.

There is someone standing in front of Kiriel before he hurriedly surrounds his skill to prevent debris and flames.

Teasing!

Hansoo pulls Kyriel's hind tails back and swings the hammer with one hand and scatters most of the damage around.

Cough!

'... the spirit did this. That's good.'

Kiriel turns his head toward something that attacked him after whistling out the remaining flames and turning them into life.

Robots?

Cadduk.

Kudeuk.

Unlike the monsters of Abyss or Clementine.

Iron clock. Iron clock.

The things that were coming towards him were robots.

Curr!

A body with a tough alloy made of steel with a complex caterpillar.

The turrets on the main body and the beam weapons on those turrets.

The resemblance of the tank as a whole.

Curr.

The coming weapon, smashing through debris almost 10 meters in size, was clearly a threat.

Kiriel's expression of seeing it was dull.

'I'm dying.'

Curr!

Cyrillic, who started burning blue, mutters as he breaks his hand.

District 5.

A giant city of steel and a huge shield that protects such a city.

Scientific literature that looks nothing compared to the modern world.

Of course, I thought something in it would boast something profoundly visual.

But there's something there.

'It looks very typical. I'd rather have Acadus in Sector 2 on the cutting edge.'

Kyrial sighs as she recalls the silver-made robots controlling District 2.

Kieing!

There was intense energy gathered from the four Cannons, the top turret of the robot that was running wild.

Kuaang!

You see yourself, but you don't run away. You explode on the arrogant man.

The energy of the artillery is so intense that the ground that it traverses melts and the rubble it touches remains broken.

'Oh, that one's a little strong.'

A power unlike that of Acadus, even though its appearance is primitive but it proves to be a robot from District 5.

However, Kiriel shrugs, squirming and grabbing something out of his pocket.

Soon.

Huuug!

Cyril pulls something out of her pockets, scratching at the air like a line.

Surprisingly, the moment something caught Kiriel's rays in the air.

Blah!

The beam of light splits in half like a bamboo.

Kuaaaaang!

A split light explodes along the sound as it passes by Cyril's body and side.

Cyril, who was curled up by the explosive thrust, rushes forward, his hands stomping from top to bottom.

The moment something small in Cyrillic's hand flashes and cuts through the air.

Blah!

Top to bottom.

A robot made of steel splits into two pieces, flaring on both sides.

Glug-ug-ub...

The tank, which was making strange noises, was trying to turn the cannon and fire, but it was literally a pointless move.

Cough.

Under the gloves, two chariots with a core deep within the main body stopped functioning with a kick.

Cyril turns away, noticing that no one is riding, looking inside the tram.

'But the robot must be a robot. Watching them move around unmanned. By the way... I love it.'

Cyril looks at the robot with a furious look on his face and looks at something in his hand that is surprising.

[Arc-Roa's Fang]

Once upon a time, this artifact from the reward of ar-Roa's capture showed that horses had far more power than their fangs and ar-Roa had in their lifetime.

The power to divide space and cut light.

Unlike the soft appearance of an ivory, it was truly coarse when life was captured.

'That fairy. In the tutorial, it's so hateful, but it's definitely one of the prizes.'

Kyrial's gaze, which was patting the smooth curve, seemed dull, soon returned to Hansoo.

'I would have fought harder than I did and had a bigger reward allocation, but I only received parts of the artifact.'

Kyrial, who had a pleasant thought for a moment about what it would look like to put it together, tapped and kicked the robot underneath her feet, and looked at Hansook.

"I think this is the end. These guys are supposed to be wandering around this area."

They're good enough to threaten the Unsullied, but they're a little short.

'But reading this guy's memory will help.'

Maybe we can get a hint about the shattered ceiling.

Kieing.

But look forward to it.

"Ugh..."

Kiriel's expression distorted as he read their memories.

Hansoo who saw Kiriel opened his mouth with a bloody smile.

"Weapons are usually worthwhile when they're produced."

"Ugh..."

Curr!

Hard, hard, hard!

Before he made the face that Cyrillic was fed up with hundreds of machine weapons that had been seen in the past, but now turned out to be real.

Kieing!

Boom, boom, boom!

Automated weapons of Melchizedek gathered by communications left behind by the automated weapon just before fragmentation have begun to erupt fire from everywhere.

'Let's see.'

Kuaaaaaaang!

As soon as Hansoo lifted Shannir off the ground, lightning struck from the sky and formed a huge pillar.

Qarrr!

Hansoo decides what to do right now in the pillar of lightning that swept away the blazing artillery from everywhere.

No matter where you are, you can do what you do here.

'Melkizedek must be wiped out anyway.'

Never forget the nature of what you do.

Your objective is to win.

And the first condition for victory... is the annihilation of all who stand in the way of victory.

The power in his hands, the power for it.

Filled only with knowledge and exploration, the head of the machines who do not want to obstruct the means and methods to fulfill their desires cannot be the exception.

Even if you try not to collide, what you do as soon as you see it is an instant vigilante shot.

This mess wouldn't be over unless it destroyed his body somewhere in District 5.

'Where is it? Where.'

Hansoo muttered as he looked around.

'I didn't think he'd be on the first floor.'

I didn't think it would be on the first floor.

However, the troops are responding more heavily than I thought, and the amount is also substantial.

If you're curious and not a human being, and you're constantly wandering around on the first floor pretending to be a human being, there's nothing wrong with you.

Then there's only one place to go.

'Main Research Center.'

Glug-ug-ug!

Kiririk...

Hansoo, who melted twenty-one robots in an instant by sprinkling the mycelium sword all over the place, mutters.

When I looked around, I could tell.

in large artificial structures, separated into several sectors, centered on major facilities for convenience.

This is where the main research center, the Great Laboratory is.

It's a human name, of course, but it fits very well.

'It would be great to be here.'

If only he had left his elite guard in a state of carelessness and gone down.

Even if it's not there, it's good news to look forward to having him nearby.

At least he's more useful than he is stuck inside his castle.

'If only I could get rid of these rubbish and meet him.... It's a huge turnover.'

In a way, Hansoo, who was thinking of Melchizedek, who was pure and in a certain way a child, organized his thoughts and focused his mind.

At the same time.

Get out of here!

At the end of this hammer, the Black Energy begins to grow young.

His name is Shoe Dragon Spear.

But that's because the person who invented this technology used a spear.

It's not the name that matters, it's the principle of technology.

Twisting the human body to its limit, destroying the opponent with even the most intense instinct to survive.

Every time a dragon twists its torso, it inflicts pain that squeezes it and collects the energy of its torso and smashes its opponent.

That is, if you understand the principle of squeezing the body and gathering that energy, it has nothing to do with weapons.

Quadruck!

Kwaek!

Four dragons protruded from a single heart, the result of their oppression gathered within Shennir and mixed with lightning.

It's not because there are four limitations.

Four is more than enough.

Hansoo raises a wiggling hammer over his head with black lightning.

I took it straight down.

The moment a hammer fell on the ground of steel made of machinery.

Kuaaaaang!

On the floor, the black lightning begins to spread out everywhere.

Like dozens of big, thick black dragons.

Quadruple!

Quadruck!

Like swimming through the surging Great Sea, Black Lightning rushed across the bottom of the steel and began to burn all the shooting robots everywhere.

Like dozens of dragons constantly chewing on their prey.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Cough.

"Wow..."

One by one, Kiriel, as he dived off the robot with all his might.

Hundreds of robots swallowed their saliva watching the simultaneously sinking.

But it wasn't just Cyril who was watching.

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

"This madness.... What the hell is that?"

Cough.

Cough.

Elevator, 17 kilometers out.

Down between the buildings, far away, a man guarding the elevator shattered hundreds of AR-1121.

It's said to be Yang-san, but it was never meant to be smashed like that.

Standing next to such a man, a man who looked like a colleague opened his mouth with a blunt expression.

"... from above? Did he come up from below?"

"How do I know that?"

The moment I heard the voice of the man answering with an annoyed expression.

The clumsy man's expression distorted.

"You don't know until you've made contact. Are you... going to contact me?"

"Well…."

It's not something I can just ignore and do my job.

The person who appeared to be a leader began to look troubled by the deputy's words.

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