Reincarnator

"Betrayal."

John Stone smiles and says,

"Yes. He's now confronting the natives here. I asked you to work with me here for humanity."

John Stone points back.

"Here I am, a member of the clan. It's what I learned from Orloth after they left. Ah, there he is."

From where John Stone smiled and pointed his finger.

Cough.

Far away, floating armored vehicles powered by old-fashioned fuels, instead of the power of fire, begin to emit violent noises and black smoke as they approach Hansook and John Stone.

Despite using old-fashioned fuels, floating armored vehicles approached with considerable speed to determine whether a fairly high level of technology was used, and soon after that, they approached a handful of surroundings.

Soon.

Cough.

Dozens of floating armored vehicles began to sink in turn next to Hansu and John Stone, and within that, hundreds of people began to rush out quickly.

Equipped with crude mechanical weapons.

Whether there was a familiar face in it, John Stone greets you inside with a wave of greeting.

"Oh. You're here?"

"... I don't know how you found out."

John Stone laughs as Erunheim says.

"A tribe like mine has come up and you can't pretend you don't know. Of course I have to come first."

The expression of ethnicity was a little awkward.

It seemed that the expression "ethnicity" was not so bad for this judge who crossed dimensions and mingled with the heterogeneity.

John Stone chuckles, spitting out a muttering word in his mouth.

Eruheim frowns slightly.

"You snake..."

In recent years, several of the intelligence agencies have been killed in the attack by the release riders, despite being extremely protective of the Code and avoiding the realm of the release riders.

At that time, I thought I might be able to see it, but it seemed clear to me now that I saw the situation.

Otherwise, it is almost impossible for a small number, even if it always focuses on hunting and entertainment, and a defenseless species, to find them precisely within this vast Reunion territory.

John Stone raises his jaw as if he liked Erunheim's expression. He looks back.

'With this one... it'll be a lot more helpful.'

I was confident about what I said to those Erunheim guys over there.

Sanjin, I have no idea what he's up against.

And so are those who are similar in quality to him.

If we extract a crystal that can withstand the power of fire, of course, we can be relatively safe from the Neropa Union or the Pompeon Empire.

But then what?

Their strength, their own kind, is not suppressed at all.

In the end, you'll need a different kind of power to deal with them.

'You can't climb up there anyways... and make this my land.'

It's hard to go up there.

You must create a land where you can reach and live in Sector 6.

Your own land, unshakeable to anyone.

Of course, you might find John Stone odd to have made such a decision.

Humanity's position on the elevator has absolutely nothing to do with the Pompeion Empire or the Neropa Union.

You just have to hunt here and reach a decent level, around 4-star and go up.

But I can't.

That's why the passageway to the top is blocked.

'Damn... those bastards.'

John Stone frowns, recalling the last of the thugs that had gone up to Sector 7.

< I admit that you were quite fast. He must have noticed the current in the change, and he came up here so fast. But that's it. People have a natural location. This is as far as you go. Live here the rest of your life. Don't get cocky. >

I was annoyed, but what they said was true, and I agreed with them.

I came all the way up here to be the best, but there's always a top.

And the guys who go up there, they're trying to trample the guys who want to go up there.

It's too risky to break through.

Then there's no need to drill.

Once you have the crystal and become the best in Sector 6, it will be over.

If only there were crystals, and those annoying things that can't be solved by crystals, it would be quite possible.

"And this guy right in front of you... is gonna be a big help in fixing them." '

The more shields you have to fight for yourself, the better.

That's why he must be drawn to himself.

John Stone, who was reminded of the upside-down, once again said as he looked at the steps in front of him.

"Sanjin, he gave up going up and fought with the other countries. Even though I told you to stay here and protect those who would come after you."

John Stone points to those who followed him.

I wasn't lying.

They were part of the group that made it up from the bottom at the end of the Crescent Passage.

Although many survivors were scattered to the rest of District 6 at the end of the Conflict, they chose to stay here and build their strength.

At least here, I can live as a servant to the Reunions, as well as raise my strength safely.

'It can't be that bad.'

It is self-serving and can provide ample entertainment.

Besides, he was running around sweating to save humanity.

You have no reason to conflict with your will to defend your own kind and retain Shelter.

Once again, John Stone realizes that his terms are not bad, gaining confidence and speaking out again.

"But it's really not worth it. Those who originally lived here tried to crawl inside the Hostamtam... and those who would help me find my way out of here. I could really use someone as strong as you. So join us."

Hansoo did not respond to John Stone's offer of acceptance.

Instead, I asked him something else.

"I'm curious about what I heard earlier. Another country?"

John Stone nods and gives you a big smile.

"Yes. The Pompeion Empire."

The moment it came out.

"..."

"Hmm."

The Reunions' expressions tremble, including Erunheim, who was standing in the back.

John Stone, who saw the faces of such people, spoke again.

"I don't know where you are or what you're doing. We went through all this trouble and ran off by ourselves."

"Hardship?"

John Stone nods.

"Yeah. We're digging something up inside."

'I can't hide what I'm digging in there anyway.'

If you try to hide it, all the noisy people around you will blow up.

About the ability of the crystals inside.

Then it would be better to bring him in and do it quickly.

If we get rid of the annoying one who's blocking the inside with his help, it'll be done much faster.

'Well, you don't have to be pushy.'

As John Stone muttered to himself, picturing Hansoo as before.

Hansoo stared at him and sighed.

'... Are these the only ones left? Here?'

As soon as I came in, I predicted something would happen because the violence didn't hit me.

But this is too disappointing.

This is the only elevator in the most important area.

Of course, I admit he's built quite a force in front of us.

It turned out that 3-star existences were rare, and the number of Reunion alliances that followed seemed really significant.

If we can absorb their power completely, it might help us quite a bit later.

But it doesn't meet expectations.

Hansoo looks around.

'What did you do? In the meantime.'

What he expected was not this much power.

I wanted stronger people to do their part while settling in.

Even if they're fighting.

But I came up with nothing.

Clementine's forces are gone.

And when I heard his story, their colleagues left as well.

But this place is strategic.

If they didn't block this place or choose a path to defend it, there must be a reason.

That's why they had to leave.

'It looks like it's a mess up there while we're gone... I'm gonna have to rob this guy first.'

Hansoo muttered, fearlessly looking at the one who was out in front of him.

Seems like he came forward reasonably to feel that his proposal was quite attractive. If so, he is quite mistaken.

I wasn't in a good mood.

At the same time.

'What the hell.'

The moment I saw a single glance at myself.

John Stone stumbles back, noticing something unusual.

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

Cough.

The top of a massive tall tower that rises to the sky, literally right before it reaches the clouds.

A beautifully decorated terrace sits at the top of the tower.

Chewing.

Inside the translucent shield, blocking the turbulent airflow from the outside.

A man sits in a chair, staring down.

"What a sight."

Cough.

The man mutters as he looks down at the sights.

A fleet of tens, hundreds of ships floating through the sky.

Giant skyscrapers nestled between such fleets.

Red light below the border of all of its civilizations, visible through a vast valley extending between the continents.

There is only one man on this giant planet, Ankara, who can see and lay all this at his feet.

Emperor.

The pinnacle of the Pompeon Empire.

An army of 12 fleets and vast numbers of mercenaries, a man who holds Dragona in one hand and rules half the continent.

And surprisingly, there were a few more people on the inside of the terrace that only such emperors were allowed to enter.

The composition of three men and two women.

But one of them stood out.

Unlike the two men and two women who have a crucial purple energy, it is inevitable.

Only one of them was living proof of life with a natural color bite.

The emperor, Pompeon, opened his mouth to such a man.

Towards a man who has a particularly dark atmosphere, unless he proves he's alive.

"Thank you again for your hard work. By the way... you don't think about your old friends, do you?"

In the words of Pompeon, who asked with a curious expression.

The man who was staring at Pompeon with his expressionless face, his mouth was heavily opened.

"... not really. Things always change."

Pompeon nodded his head and opened his mouth.

"Not at all. It must be hard just doing what you're doing. By the way... I need you to be a little more empowered. Only then can you get what you want. And me, too."

He nods heavily.

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