Reincarnator
< 91. Heritage War (1) >
“Wow…”
Cyril down here reflects on her attitude earlier.
Reading only the memories buried in Curae, he scolded himself in the past that had not come down.
‘What a sight.'
Looking at the blue sphere in the transparent space, it felt like walking on the air of the universe.
It felt like he was becoming a walking god in the sky.
I didn't know better because I didn't look down because I wasn't interested in anything else except food, but I couldn't find a spectacular view of what I had come down here to see.
You hear Envy Arryn's voice next to him.
“... Melchizedek. Hiding something like this under Ao Khan. ”
I came here to rescue the hostages, but I never imagined there would be such a thing.
‘Damn…. I didn't even know what the opponent was hiding, but I was trying to win something. ’
When I heard the story, I was shameless.
Not enough hostages to get used to them, not enough to attack them, and almost got eaten to death by an unknown armor.
‘Then... I feel a little used to it. ’
But at least he never came here by his own memory.
As Enby Arryn looks at the surroundings in mysterious ways, Cyril also starts looking around slowly.
There are three things that stand out.
A crystal that supplies enormous amounts of energy upward.
A corpse of a heterogeneous species that has been devoured mostly, but still remains intact.
And those thin, twisted jewels that those heretics seem to have worn.
Cyril, who was looking at the crumpled jewelry, asked the same question that Hansoo had reminded me of earlier.
'Then where did you get the jewelry Hansoo was wearing?'
It looked like Melchizedek found this place.
And we're using the energy and the corpses here to raise and transport Curae.
I would have gotten my blueprints here too.
But all the others are withered. Why is Hansoo's jewelry still intact?
Does it work even if it looks like it's malfunctioning? '
Kyrial, in a pair of gloves, leans forward and reaches out with a dry armor in front of her eyes.
I'm quite satisfied with the performance of the armor I'm wearing, but I think I'm more pushed than a steelhead when it comes to direct combat skills.
Once upon a time, Envy Arryn almost died from an uncontrollable blueprint, but that's literally an old story.
If the magical power of the body that they are currently emitting at the 3rd Star is enough to feed the young.
Cyril, who was touching her jewelry with a slightly anticipated expression, soon became greatly disappointed.
Booth.
The moment the blue armor reached out and touched my fingertips, it began to crumble into powder.
I was just wondering if you could use this.
Twisted armor that won't let you die.
That's why Kyrial became more curious about the armor Hansoo was wearing and began to concentrate his mind and psychometry.
'Let's see... if we search this room, we'll find something.'
Soon.
Whoo-hoo!
The more powerful Kiriel's character begins to spread all over the place.
....................................
Kiriel and Enby Arryn are looking down at the Underground Gang.
Aaaaaaah!
There's a battle going on up there.
No, unilateral rather than combat.
Aaaaaaah!
Curae rushing from all sides are swarming with red clouds, melting effortlessly.
Even the sturdy exoskeleton and the part of man surrounded by such exoskeletons, without a single distinction, stood in the midst of Hell where everyone melted equally, smiling bitterly.
"I'm sorry I couldn't save you..."
"Glug... Glug."
Hansoo mutters as she watches the women producing the Curae melting from the ground.
Once infected with Curae, there is nothing you can do.
It's the only way to make it easier.
That's why we need to clean this place up more and more now.
If we don't get this place cleaned up, another person who comes after us could be the victim.
Curae's reproductive power is notorious in the Abyss.
Like Arc-Roa, the first target to be struck down when the force is weak in sight.
The third floor of Abyss, which was unaware of that, became the lair of Curae, being eaten by all of them.
'It was amazing.'
You're the one who evolved after eating humans.
The more powerful a creature is eaten, the longer it takes to digest and undergo many stages of evolution.
Three for Humans, five for Strange Type.
Before that, Hansoo, who remembered the overwhelming sights that had been shown by those who had evolved more than 20 stages, began to harden his face and became even more passionate about cleaning.
At least here, Aokan, to keep things tidy.
Uhhhhhhh!
The red fog and bacterium sword that spread around the body expanded its power even more violently, as if they were responding to a single will.
Aaaaaaah!
Shhhhh!
Hansoo circles around Aokan, using the background sound of screams from all around him, until he reaches the place where Cyril fought.
'Tsk. They're all dead.'
Hansoo shakes his head, looking at the nine remains, even the corpses left on the ground.
There's no reason for Kiriel to attack them first, so that's why this happened.
'There are guys who go behind my back everywhere.'
Huff.
Huff.
Hansoo, looking at the nine gloves on the floor, picked up three of them.
Others seemed so badly damaged that they couldn't be used, but three seemed to be fully functional.
Dress up Envy Arryn and she will fulfill her role.
After taking three sets of gloves, Hansoo stood back and looked at the control center.
'You're pretty good. You're definitely talented.'
Kyrial mutters as she looks at the control center of the two copper transmitters.
Even if Kyrial's weapon, fangs, is a luxury item prepared by the fairy.
Even though you're up in 3-star.
Betting two objects so neatly is really not easy.
But Kiriel did it.
As soon as it reaches 3-star.
If not, quantum transmission would have been a little more problematic.
Hansoo whistles while looking at the neatly cut tower and control.
'... what is it?'
Nine mercenaries are all dead.
But there are definitely traces of space movement.
When the quantum transmission control device is so damaged and difficult to function, it is finally controlled, traces of successful transmission.
Hansoo, who narrowed his eyes, recalls what Cyril said earlier.
"N-Aroel..." '
Uhhhhhhh!
Hansoo, who melted the entire control of the anti-cut quantum transmitter, muttered the name.
"Han Soo!"
Envy Arryn and Cyril fly to Hansu in the distance, shouting in a loud voice.
Tata Tak.
Literally moving like lightning, Hansoo smiles as he sees the two arriving.
"That was quick. Here's a gift, Arlene."
Sniffle.
Hansoo hands it over to Envy Arryn, the most intact armor in his possession.
Envy Arryn nods and receives a glove handed to her.
"Thank you. I'll take care of it."
There's plenty and plenty to fight for.
The more loyal you are, the better.
La-la-la-lak!
Cadduk!
Envy Arryn reaches out and touches the gloves, the gloves come apart in turn and lightly wraps around her body.
Hansoo, who heard a pleasant friction sound, tightened the metal, opened his mouth to see Cyril.
"I'm guessing the museum was fun. Did you get a good look at Mira and the ancient artifacts?"
Dead bodies and armor that look centuries older.
Even a museum wouldn't be too much trouble.
After a few words, Cyril shrugs.
"I've been watching you. I don't even need an audio guide."
Seeing Kiriel like that, Hansoo smiled deeply.
'If I had that ability, I would have had a lot of fun going around museums like this before.'
If you have the ability to read the past, you would find it quite interesting in museums.
Hansoo, who was thinking nonsense, soon asked himself a question.
"Did you check what happened to this armor?"
This is no longer a joke.
He said that with a serious look on his face.
"I looked into it."
How could one piece of armor remain intact?
He was able to see it as he went through the past.
"That…. It was worn until recently."
"You were wearing it?"
Kiriel nods.
"Yes."
A few short words.
But Hansoo realized what had happened.
"Of the native inhabitants of this armor... There was someone alive."
After a few words, Cyril nods heavily.
...........................
Kuwoowoowoowoong
Standing in the laboratory of a giant ship, N-Aquaon makes an interesting face after hearing the second story of N-Aroel to the end.
"... there's another species out there besides the xenophiles, and one of them is still alive?"
At that, N-Aroel nods.
"That's right. Friends are quick to understand. I went inside the Abyss... mostly dead bodies, only one of them still alive."
"No... You said you were wearing that weird armor."
N-Aquaon made a face that he didn't understand.
I knew exactly how the armor was not drying up and keeping it functional.
If it was wrapped around a living organism, it would have been able to draw out the host's energy and maintain its function.
But it turns out that armor is a terrible thing to wear.
Given the high maintenance cost of that armor, the wearer must have died.
At that, N-Aroel smiles deeply.
"There's the crystal I was talking about."
"Ah…"
N-Aquaon nods at the words of N-Aroel.
Crystals that provide enormous energy.
It is understandable that the wearer is not dead and alive, as long as there is definitely the crystal, and if the wearer is energized by the crystal.
That much energy would have simply satisfied the integrity of the blueprint.
Seeing that N-Aquaon, N-Aroel continued to talk.
"Somehow... the armor kept the wearer alive. A symbiotic relationship?"
Instead of sucking energy out of the wearer, the stethoscope activates his/her life support to save the wearer.
Instead of energizing the jeweler, the wearer maintains his or her own life for a short time.
The moment I heard that.
A necessary question came to mind in N-Aquaon.
"So... where's the wearer? The original villager of the Blue Age."
N-Aroel laughed at N-Aquaon's words.
"It's good to have a good conversation with you. That's the third funny story I want to tell you."
N-Aroel muttered, seeing the giant creature beneath his feet, the part that corresponds to Nelkifa's head, and the part that corresponds to the end point for the xenophiles.
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