Reincarnator

Kuuuh-uh.

The man who was doing the background of a suspicious machine digging up the ground with a huge bang, provoked the afterlife king's name.

"Yes, Shanjin told me. Well... you don't know me very well, but you wouldn't lie. So don't get too nervous. Erunheim. Everything is going well, isn't it?"

Erunheim, a woman, gritted her teeth because a prowling man said it would all work out.

'Dammit... how far can I trust you?'

We got together because things weren't good.

And I'll admit, the power of the beasts before me is definitely pretty good.

I couldn't stop feeling anxious all the time.

They are a different species from what they were in the first place.

Because they're meta-humans.

Unlike themselves, who have to live here their whole lives and bury bones, they only see it as a place to travel.

We're in different situations and in different positions, so we don't know what crazy things to do.

Nevertheless, now we have to hold hands with men and heterohumans and face each other like this.

To ignore them and pass them by.

Reunion isn't doing so well right now.

Our enemies are too powerful to deal with.

'House Nell... bastards.'

Thinking about them, it felt like the old wounds were healing.

The wounds inflicted on the day the country was destroyed by the invaders and had to gather survivors and flee.

'Soon. I will... repay you.'

A woman who was wearing an impression while grabbing her aching side and grinding her teeth.

There's no way to beat them in a normal way.

I left the base as if I were being chased out of a situation that was otherwise pushed.

Armor, Fleet, Soldier, Plant to support them.

All of it.

I gathered Juju Island and put it together in a reasonable way, but let's see.

You would rise up against the Neropa Alliance and the Pompeon Empire, which are tearing the continent apart and constantly capturing ships?

It's suicide.

While the differences are large now, the rate at which the differences occur is even greater.

That's why we need a number one reverse.

Even if I have to work with the devil to get my hands on it.

Phew...

After all this time, Erunheim looks at the man in front of him and opens his mouth again.

"Are you sure this is going well?"

At that.

The man shrugs.

"Didn't we say that? If that's all I need, it's over. Just... why did you guys run in here? That's because it's here."

At that.

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Erunheim grimaces as he sees something glistening deep in the abyss.

'Yes... you're right.'

This is where they fled.

This place has been unknown for generations, what the others call it.

I tried several times to stay but failed all the time.

There were monsters on the inside who didn't know where they were born.

Of course, if those monsters were an unknown space because they were too difficult to deal with with with by fleet or assault armor, that is definitely not the case.

No, on the contrary.

Monsters are afraid of what they look like, and even though they boasted so much power that ordinary people couldn't stop the power of fire that they boasted about.

Monsters melt like ice cream in front of powerful armor and ships.

But no one came in here.

One reason.

You can't use the power of fire in here.

'Yes... yes.'

Erunheim once again looks down at the abyss.

A shiny red crystal.

What exactly is that tiny crystal in the palm of my hand?

Where you're from.

No one knows what materials are made of or who uses them.

In fact, finding that was just a coincidence, a lucky discovery.

But one thing's for sure.

Something in the shape of that little crystal down there.

It has the effect of suppressing Fire.

No power of fire.

I can't use my power within a 500km radius of where that little crystal is.

Something that powerful.

Just a little handful of modifications.

Rotate the engine of a massive ship and suppress the Fire, which supplies energy that can destroy mountains and crack satellites.

That's why the rest of Reunion's forces were barely able to escape from their lives.

Without it, they would never have survived the pursuit of the Neropa alliance's fleet and armor.

Put that on the phone, if that's all you got.

You no longer need to fear the Nine Fleets of the Neropa Coalition.

There's no need to be afraid of the mercenary army they boast about.

Those without the power of fire are just scrap metal.

Then, the Gentiles will show their power.

'Yes... that's all I need.'

Erunheim mutters a small amount as he sees a small crystal refusing to be pulled out from under the Abyss.

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Khurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Kyrial shrugs as she sees someone coming from afar.

He has a slightly enhanced body, but he is only a normal human being to his liking.

I had something small in my hand, but I wasn't really bothered by it.

It was not a force of fire, it was just an ordinary mechanical weapon.

'It's no big deal.'

Cyril, who watched them from afar and saw the runaways, murmured to himself.

I thought a little bit about what would happen if the skinny bastards and ships attacked us.

Those guys in shining armor at their own level will come at us easily, but it'll be tough on a ship.

The castle of the great steel that was floating in the sky in the first place was completely different from the armor itself which handled the output.

So I was wondering if that would work under the atmosphere, but it's not going to work.

R-Corun Nell proofs that right next to you.

"Ugh... this cursed land. This is going to be uncomfortable."

Iron Wheel.

Iron Wheel.

Without the power of fire, R-Corun Nell, who was literally moving his armor to a slightly better level of armor, voices filled with complaints.

I hate this dump.

It will render them unable to use any of the powers they have created for civilization.

Kyrial smiled at R-Corunnell and opened her mouth as if she had realized something.

"By the way... most of us must have lived here before we tore down the walls of Abydon?"

Hansoo nods.

Like I said.

Outside where the power of fire is evenly alive.

The power of a Stewardess, who is not a Transcendent, cannot overcome the power of armor and ships even with dragons.

But inside, the story is different.

Without the fire power that builds on their civilization.

They are mere mortals.

Genetic modification, etc., can give you superior power than ordinary people, but you can only do that.

That's why most of the stairwellers spent most of their time in here before the Abyss area collapsed.

You hunt the monsters that roam in here, gather the runes, and climb to the top.

Of course, it was as difficult as the notoriety of District 6, and there were some things that mattered, but it didn't matter.

Those who survived then were the elite of the elites who survived under Clementine's guidance.

'But... things are different now.'

Different goals, different ways of doing things.

If his goal is to survive, the job is too simple.

All you have to do is sit in a place where no one can threaten you, slap the beast and go up.

But I can't do that anymore.

If we don't clear this place now, there will literally be a thunderbolt towards Nelkifa.

What to do if 6 is safe.

If District 5 is full, there's no way to get up there.

So you have to get out of here.

You must first acquire a foreign currency technology with the power to handle fire and calm down all areas.

'... but only one objective has changed.'

Hansoo shrugged his shoulders as he recalled the enormous power of the Pompeon Empire and the Neropa Union to think ahead.

We just need to take it one step at a time.

And not only did their goals change, their situation changed.

They are no longer a stay-at-home, transcendent person who has been blocked by the walls of Abyss and is not allowed to grow.

When I was running out of strength, I wanted to leave, but I couldn't.

I should have been stuck here.

But the power of the Transcendent is different.

Three stars is worth fighting a ship for.

Four stars is worth fighting against a fleet.

Cough.

Hansoo, who felt the hammer in his hand and the blue armor, began to take a step.

"Let's move."

Iron Wheel.

As you know, this place is also on the outskirts of a land where the power of fire is suppressed by foreign gods.

The place where foreign currency mystics reside is precisely in the center of the gold coin world.

We need to get there first.

Kudeuk.

Cyril, who began to follow a footstep through the ruins on all sides, asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Ah... so these are Clementine's men we should be dealing with right now?"

If those with the power of fire didn't pose a threat right away, two kinds would have come to mind.

Monsters of the Abyss.

And Clementine's men.

Maybe the ones who hated themselves the most came up with them.

Hansoo shakes his head.

"I need to keep an eye on things, but... things could be different." "

Sometimes a change of purpose can change things.

On the contrary, sometimes circumstances change the purpose.

He opened the Abyss, and they gained enough power to operate on the outside of the Doubloons.

"Clementine... do you think he chose to struggle down here? '

And if he chose a path beyond this narrow us to a vast continent.

This empty land that had become a no-man 's-land, which one would it belong to?

'This place isn't so bad for power.'

Hansoo, walking along, mutters as he looks around the Doubloons.

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

Quadrudruple!

Shhhhhhh!

Someone's throat is blown away by a swinging knife.

And the creature that flew off its neck fell to the ground, making strange noises.

However, it was clear that life was not something ordinary.

If you fall on the ground, you must have left a corpse, but the collapsed creature melted away as soon as it fell on the ground.

Glug glug.

The man picks up the remaining crystal under the melted seat and looks satisfied.

'Very good. Very good.'

This is a great place to raise your strength.

Without particularly intrusive ones, the monsters of Abyss who protrude from the elevator can take their own power.

It's a gold medal because you can strengthen the Reunions by grabbing the necks of those who can't resist, and you can receive the extreme treatment of those who need it.

I can truly live with the king.

However, the man frowned.

You can live like this here for a reason.

Because all the real kings have escaped.

Quack quack.

The man holding the crystal in his hand tightly muttered while controlling the inside, already overwhelmed with jealousy.

'Those bastards... went out to eat the empire and the Neropa alliance. There's nothing I wouldn't do. Sangin... you bastard. You're not the only one.'

As long as you have that mysterious object in your possession, you can do the same.

As he gritted his teeth and looked back, the man calmed down and headed toward the base.

'I need to hear the scouts' reports. '

The Reunions are weak, but they are numerous and have a good communication system, so they are useful as scouts.

In case he comes back, the man who thinks of scouts sprayed to prepare for the transcendental hordes that have now left quickly fled to the mainland.

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