Reincarnator

Cough.

Pompeion Empire.

On a high rise terrace.

The emperor looks sad and talks to the boss.

"By the way... is there really no way to fix the crystal inside?" "

The emperor's expression, looking toward the territory of the Union of Reunions, was deeply regrettable.

I had to.

The Pompeon Empire was reborn as a powerful force that could take up half the planet just by finding one artifact and studying it.

And it's the same with the Neropa Alliance, which is confronting them.

If they hadn't gotten their hands on the artifact, they would have knelt at their feet.

What a pity that one equivalent of such an object is lying on a land like no other.

You can't use Fire inside.

We can mobilize as long as we want.

If you ask the senior citizens in front of you right now, you can wipe it out in less than a day and get everything inside.

'Too bad... too bad.'

If he could get his hands on it, his plan could go a little faster.

In the words of the emperor, he gave a vague answer.

"It's not that hard to get."

"Hm. Then..."

"But."

Before the Emperor even utters a word.

Upside down, he opens his mouth, looking straight at the emperor.

"If you take out the crystal, I can assure you, you will lose more than you have gained."

"... even though you know my power?"

The emperor mutters, glancing down the terrace at Sanjin's words.

In the eyes of such emperors, hundreds, thousands of ships, countless troops, and hordes of mercenaries came.

A troop that can literally carry out and carry the continent several times.

There are really few beings who can frighten themselves with this power.

The Neropa Alliance?

They're confronting them right now, but they're just funny.

You can never frighten yourself.

On the contrary.

Upset toward the emperor expressing his words with a confident expression, he said an additional word.

"Because I know."

'And the one inside.'

Upside down, he mutters, recalling the crystal he had to leave behind.

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

Cough.

Kyrial frowns as she looks at the crystal that was holding it steady, as if it were falling apart.

You're here for the crystal? '

Neropa, N-Aroel, looked at what he had left behind, not to mention Kyrial's attitude.

One of the controllers designed to make it easier for administrators to handle fire, the Red Orchid.

'I can get it easier than I thought.'

Neropa smiles, recalling the scene he was looking at from the sky.

He doesn't even know how many troops there are near the other two crystals.

However, it would be nice to know that the Crystal here only protects one human being.

'We need to fix this.'

Neropa ignores Cyril and starts walking toward the crystal.

At the same time.

Whoo-hoo.

Like resonating with Neropa, the crystal that was still hanging in the air began to emit a strong resonance sound.

As if I were looking for the missing half, I felt very welcome.

"Yes, yes. It's been a long time."

The moment Neropa reached out and put his hand on the crystal.

The wave!

Along with the sharp noise, a deep crack breaks through the ground between Neropa and the crystal.

If Neropa hadn't pulled out his hand in a moment, his finger would have flew off.

"Hmmm... Why are we interrupting? Are you trying to get my stuff?"

Kiriel, who attacked Neropa with his sword, smiles coldly.

"Well, first of all, it's something we need."

'Most of all, I felt strongly that I shouldn't take it out.'

Cyril mutters, trying to hide the chills rising from his spine.

At first, I started protecting this place because of a small number of horses.

But as soon as he reached for the crystal,

The darkness that stretches out its tentacles and grabs hold of the crystal coils.

A sinister aura emanating from the same time.

The moment I felt that energy, I instinctively felt I had to stop the crystal.

That's the key to suppressing something in the dark.

Neropa sighs and sighs as he stares at Kiriel to correct his posture.

"I can't help it. But I didn't want to conflict because they were the ones who helped me."

Their kind doesn't enjoy fighting.

But you can't just leave those who interfere.

"There's no body, but..."

Neropa looks at the body where his soul resides.

Fragile flesh that seems to break if struck.

There is no strong body that originally had enough to live in both the naked body and space.

But it doesn't matter.

Their strong flesh is their pride.

I'm even prouder than that.

They are the souls of the noble and powerful.

'Don't kill me.'

Cough.

Neropa's soul, situated in the body of N-Aroer, who was weak in the flesh, began to tremble violently.

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

"Son of a bitch!"

Widespread John Stone swings his axe at Hansu.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The axe with the red light literally split the atmosphere and flew roughly toward Hansu.

As soon as a handful of jewels swung their jewels towards the surrounding area, they suddenly bit.

Kuaaaaang!

The axe and armor collide, spreading sound in all directions.

Boo-hoo!

The power contained in the axe was so strong that the armor cracked with a sharp sound.

Oh, shit! '

The expression on John Stone's face that succeeded in the attack was not good.

Looking at the armor starting to heal for twenty years, John Stone frowns loudly and cries out everywhere.

"You bastards! I'll hold them off. Give me one! If you don't want to be like that!"

At that.

The transcendental bastards, who were wandering around, gripped them and looked around.

Surrounded by red clouds.

The transcendental bastards screaming on the floor.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

The Transcendents who had fallen from a single strike lay on the ground in a painful look.

Somebody's shaking like they have epilepsy.

Some people drank poison, wrapped around their necks, rolling around on the floor.

Until now, all the people who have come to Hansoo have become like that without exception.

"Fuck... fuck!" '

John Stone frowns as he looks at the unmanned people lying on the floor.

How cool his back is, and the fury that rises up because of his characteristic Photoshopping suppressed him.

John Stone, however, gripped and roared again.

"You bastards! That's a skill, too! You think you can spray it if you want to! There's a limit! Come on and kill him!"

Kuaang!

John Stone whips his axe and smacks his fist.

Literally.

The moment his body was surrounded by a red cloud.

Hell spread to all sides, but the concentration of strength surrounding his body was rather shallow.

Prove to Hansoo that he can take some effective hits right away.

If he had focused his entire body's magical strength on defeating himself, he wouldn't be standing here right now.

So this is, in a way, the safest place around.

As John Stone lungs, the nearby 3-star UAVs hesitate for a moment, nodding their heads, and dive straight into Jon Stone.

John Stone's temper is filthy, but he can be a leader for a reason.

It's because I always stood in front and fought.

He has a dirty and arrogant personality, but that alone is enough to be a blacksmith.

At least John Stone was the most dangerous place, the most dangerous place, and he jumped first.

Unfortunately.

The target is not well this time.

Kuaang!

"Ahhhh!"

John Stone looks furious as he sees three star transcendental fighters slamming into the ground.

You... you monster! '

Every time he sprinkled the clouds, the other transcendental dancers were in agony, rolling the floor, and every time the hammer in his hand was swung, the dragon in his hammer burst and made the other three stars into clubs.

Does that mean you're not good enough?

Neither was that.

Literally overwhelming experience and fighting sense.

Dodge when you run, lunge when you run.

There is no roughness when you have to hit, and there is no hesitation when you have to give out bones.

An absurd skill with absurd skills.

Fraudulent armor, and a hammer that I can't even sense where I got it from.

"You... son of a bitch! '

John Stone uttered a furious voice as he watched as he smashed and destroyed everything from the womb of his parents, just like the one built for slaughter.

"Son of a bitch! We now know that the crystal is our only hope! What the fuck are you doing? Stop him from taking it! Aaaahhh!"

Kuaang!

As the axe is raised, jonesing john stone gives a grumpy look.

I realized as I came up and up.

I'm pretty good, too.

There are too many monstrous people in the world.

They have monstrous symbols worthy of their skills.

When I saw Clementine's lifelike power, the lives of the rest of them, other than mine, John Stone felt that.

In order not to be swept away by them, they have to have power.

At least you need a strong force to save the men who follow you.

When they try to attack themselves, they have the strength to give them a fierce knife.

And the crystal, which is already in front of us, is also the only way to catch up to those who are making even more of a difference.

However, he suddenly came out of nowhere and tried to prevent the crystal from being taken.

That's not what he's trying to use.

You son of a bitch! If you don't want us to take it, you take it! '

John Stone looks angry.

Just like old times.

If you stand in front of them with as much power as before.

If that's what you're doing to stop yourself.

All understandable.

But this is something.

The moment John Stone shed tears watching his men collapse from everywhere.

Boom.

Hansoo stands still as he makes people incapacitated as he makes his attacks spread in all directions.

"There was one trick I hid. Is this it?"

"...?"

Suddenly stop fighting and mutter incomprehensible noises as the unaware stares at the surrounding unaware.

Kuaaaaang!

As Hansoo fights, he pulls himself up and starts flying towards the sewers.

'What... what?'

John Stone looks unbelievable.

Why are you suddenly withdrawing after winning?

The moment everyone, including John Stone, looked confused.

Kwaaaahhhhhh!

With a gigantic, creepy sound.

A massive earth-shattering vibration begins to erupt from the sewers where the crystals were being worked.

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