Reincarnator

Where are the fucking coordinates? '

R-gyron Nell, who confirmed the coordinates pointed to by the quantum transmitter, made an unbelievable expression.

382 total.

382 coordinates were aimed all over the planet, Ankara.

The big city.

A supermassive residential area.

Research City.

Defensive planets.

It's populated, it's lethal.

The Neropa Coalition sweeps the entire city of Pompeon.

R-Gyron Nell looks at the debris of the bugs sitting in front of her and says it's creepy.

"This... falls to our planet?" '

Gaaaah!

"You bastards! Why are you so hard?"

"Hey! Chop it up!"

Kuaang!

From afar, you hear the desperate voices of team members fighting a strange creature that is halfway intermixed with the second generation of humans.

I didn't want to approach it before, so I used weak and wasteful artillery, and that was enough.

But I can't afford it anymore.

It didn't even work, and we couldn't afford to waste that energy.

Quadruck!

Kuaang!

Their minions, the mercenaries, were swinging the plasma blades that were worn in their gloves like they didn't care that much about splashes of green liquid.

'That thing is falling...'

Gyron muttered to himself several times.

They're mercenaries now, so they're just chopping them up like that.

What if it was a regular weapon or a regular soldier?

They will not be completely defeated. They will all be slaughtered.

Only a mercenary can defeat the enemy on their planet.

They can even eat meat, and they're that strong, and they can be multiplied by that number.

What if they fall into a city of 10 million people and all of those people become their food?

What if we were to feed it to humans and call it that number?

The moment I thought about it.

It gave me goosebumps on gyron's skin.

'Crazy... disaster.'

Of course, with a fleet of fire, the power of fire that they boast will not be defeated.

But what am I supposed to do?

Burn the whole city down and kill all the civilians there?

The coordinates now add up to four billion people.

"Melkizedek... you damn tin can!"

Kuaang!

R-gyron Nell smashes up the running bugs and spews out a voice filled with rage.

Back then.

Tsk, tsk!

Something comes up from the floor, making a mechanical sound.

'... what is it?'

An iron pillar with a thin monitor.

It's no wonder this massive defensive city itself is a massive machine.

But what matters is who sent this to him.

In a giant city devoured by monsters.

When R-Gyron Nell looks suspicious.

Dental work.

The panel is punctual and something started to print.

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

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

'... it's getting stronger.'

Quadruple!

Cyril, who was beating the guy who was running, keeps biting his head off.

The violence was getting worse and worse.

This is the third shelter.

I went around the perimeter, but I realized the creatures inside were giving me more crystals.

But the ones inside were really unusual.

'They're not the ones to rush.'

Quadruck!

"Huff..."

Cyril frowns as he nearly crushes a variant.

Unlike the first type that resembled insects and the second type that was mixed up, the third type that appeared to be wearing armor was not really exhausting.

In other words, the efficiency of collecting the crystals decreases even further as more people enter here.

It is quicker to find shelters with mixed second and third types without going further in.

'What should I do?'

Far away, a familiar wave is erupting from the center of the city.

That means one thing.

"Melkizedek, you maniac. Transmission as a whole. '

To go to help, you still have to run in the direction you want to go, and to choose growth, you have to focus on hunting around the perimeter, not inside.

In fact, in the long term, the latter is better.

It's much better to eat crystals and go to 3-star help than to help now.

However, Cyril, who was trying to calculate, made another decision with a fierce grip.

'... I can't. Let's go help.'

No matter how hard I thought about it, it seemed difficult to climb to 3-star after eating all the crystals in a limited time.

It's good to stick together.

You won't find a lot of prey out there.

Normally, it would take months to hedge the plains to find monsters of this size.

But the problem is that we're too united.

If the opponent sweeps away like a broom, it doesn't sweep away. Hunting alone is limited when the opponent is pushed through a sea tactic.

I need twice as much power now. '

If you're not going to be a 3-star in time, you'd better help Hansoo stop the transmission and take your time hunting.

Blah!

Cyril picks up the crystals after tearing apart the half-rebel creature that was rushing towards him, and quickly tries to blow himself to the place where the fireworks erupted.

Back then.

Thud, thud!

Thud, thud!

A noise erupts from the bulkhead, opposite where Cyril was trying to go.

'What the hell.'

Cyril frowns and turns his head, looking at the men walking out of there and frowning.

Nine mercenaries.

Rough breathing.

Bloodshot eyes.

Aggressive posture that will strike at the opponent in no time.

Those whose bodies were covered with insect fluids were showing some excitement, whether or not the excitement of the battle had left them intact.

'... would be a pain in the ass. We don't have time for this.'

One can do anything.

No, now that I've got the gloves, I can take care of it.

But what if it's nine?

What if there's someone behind his back?

Then it becomes a completely different story.

Moreover, it was a problem that one of them seemed to outrank the R-Corunnell he had dealt with before.

'But... if we have to fight, we have to fight.'

Cadduk.

Kiriel grips his fangs tightly, while his full-body armor is ready for battle as it exhales.

Back then.

"Wait! Wait! We're not here to fight! Calm down!"

"...?"

A man protrudes from the back of a frowning mercenary, yelling at the whale.

'... What's that guy?'

Unlike the tightly armed nine mercenaries, Kiriel looks surprised to see a man with little combat power.

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

"So you're suggesting an alliance? Temporarily?"

At that point, R-Gyron Nell opens her mouth with a look of helplessness.

"Yes. According to him, we have a common goal now. Until then, there's no reason not to cooperate."

R-Gyron Nell, who expressed her expression of profound pride, looked at the man who had a slight sense of the scientist by his side.

No, not the feeling of a scientist, but a man who's actually a technologist.

N-Aroel.

I have heard of it myself.

The Technorat gun commander aboard his fleet, a man who was considered to have similar skills as N-Aquaon.

The head of the Kalkyrie fleet's technical gun is truly remarkable.

If your skills aren't supported, it's no surprise that the angry Nell family blew your head off at once.

If he's anything like that N-Aquaon, he's really quite a man.

Probably one of the most technologists in the world, like the stars.

'I heard there was an incident and I got demoted... but I was wondering where you were, and you were General Manager of Ao Khan.'

Then I understand enough.

In Aokan, who turned into this great inferno, survived without force.

If I was Chief Technology Officer of Ao 'kan, I'd know all the structures and equipment in this place.

'Well, it wasn't easy.'

R-Zyron Nell kicks her tongue, looking at N-Aroel, who is crawling out of the sewers like nothing else.

Long-grown beard in a dirty, straightjacket.

All sorts of machinery, all sorts of crumpled skin, all sorts of messy back stuff.

Much contrasted with the living N-Aquarone in the Kalkyrie fleet, which is close to the cliff.

N-Aroel, who was stared at by that R-Gyron Nell, was slightly embarrassed, but began to focus on his work.

"That... young lady... seems to have a problem to solve here, too, doesn't she?"

"...?"

"Are you here because you need a crystal?"

Kiriel frowns.

'Did you keep an eye on him?'

But I didn't feel the way I was watching myself.

As I read the expression on Cyrillic's face, N-Aroel quickly said, slapping his hand.

"It's not surveillance or anything. It's just that I've been looking at you for a long time, and I've noticed some patterns of behavior. A meta-human as strong as you guys, he was always looking for crystals. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had to come into such a dangerous city."

"Hmm."

Quite right.

Seeing Kiriel like that, N-Aroel continued to talk.

"Quantum transfer is now in effect. And I think... if you and I work together, there's more we can do. And it's never wasted. Is this crystal important to you? But it's no use to us at all."

Aroel looks around at the crystal in his hand and finishes his sentence with a glimpse of Kiriel.

"You take the crystal and we stop the transmission. That's a bad offer, right?"

"That's quite an enthusiasm."

In Kiriel's words, N-Aroer opened his mouth with a bitter expression.

"It's been a while since I've hidden like a rat without being trapped out here. In the meantime... I've seen a lot. Who these guys are."

At that, Kiriel, the back and the mercenaries all show empathy.

It was a short time, but it was enough to figure out what kind of freaks these creatures were.

Seeing them like that, N-Aroel opened his mouth heavily.

"I can't help but think they might fall to this planet." "

I looked at N-Aroel with the expression that R-Zylon Nell was fine.

'I have to remember.'

Looking at the surroundings, N-Aroel opened his mouth again.

"There's a secret passageway this way. There will be a lot of Curae on the way, of course... but we can get to the center much faster. I'll take you there. Take all the crystals along the way..."

"If you're going to the center, I'll join you. I'm not here alone."

At Kiriel's request to join Hansu, N-Aroel shakes his head.

“No, I'm not going that way. We go somewhere else. ”

“What? ”

The rumor comes from R-gyron Nell, not Kiriel.

Wouldn't it be better if she joined us and went deeper?

N-Aroel chewed it out.

“Damn it…. We can't go in that path you told us about! I'll never let you in! ”

“... ”

Everyone was curious about the N-Aroel reaction.

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Kuaaaaang!

‘I'm not kidding. ’

Hansoo corrected his thoughts.

I thought the plan that I would be able to get into the middle would be difficult.

"Phase four."

“Khhh... Khhh. ”

The number of first-stage variants hit narrowed the glabella.

Phase four wasn't the problem.

At first, I thought Curae only ate Humans.

And it wouldn't have been a problem.

Their strength depends on the ingredients they ate anyway.

But they were clearly telling themselves something different.

A thorn protruding from the muscles that are bent like a burst.

That's neither Cura nor a human trait.

He's not even a resident of Ankara.

You've eaten away the original owners of "The Blue Robe." There you are. '

“Khh, khh, khh...”

Four phases of variants crawling out of the middle of the city, with blue light leaking out from the distance, coldly wailing, gazing at Hansoo.

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