Reincarnator

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

He made a curious expression, "Hattar, who was moving a huge body with a thumping sound."

Obviously, just a little while ago, the place he was heading had a very tasty energy.

If you eat it right away, it seemed like a mouth-watering energy that would give you an opportunity to get ahead of your six brothers and sisters who grew up to a similar level.

I was walking hard because of it, and suddenly the energy disappeared.

Rrrrrrrrrrrr.

After a moment of deliberation, he pauses his steps and turns his head.

Bang, bang!

It was huge like a mountainside, and I just turned around, and there were earthquakes and dust waves everywhere.

Hattara, who was among such dust, was making a very dissatisfied face.

You just arrived and suddenly you're out of breath.

But there's no room for foolishness there.

His other siblings are still struggling to find food elsewhere.

Even though there is something floating in the air that is well packed with a piece of steel that stimulates your appetite quite well, it makes you too big to fill your stomach.

We need to move on time to eat that.

Looking for something bigger, something that will fill your stomach at once.

Soon.

Kwung! Kwung!

He turned his steps and began to move towards the place where there was a tasty energy.

And where Hatara was headed.

'Glad I stopped you before you got into trouble.'

Hansoo, a small muttering figure, grabs the crystal and slowly begins to descend.

They used to secrete solar-like energy and seduce Hatara, but now they're stuck on the ground and can't do anything.

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

"Ugh... ugh."

Neropa falls to the ground, vomiting the blood from his mouth.

Single strike.

In a single blow, this weak body is crushed to a crisis without being able to withstand attack.

Even if you have the power in your soul, you cannot use it.

Your body won't survive the moment you write it, and you'll be crushed first.

'Dammit... this is pointless.'

Neropa looks down from the sky slowly, looking at the controls in his hand, the crystals.

Suddenly, I recalled a question that I had forgotten for a while because of the pain, as I was suddenly losing consciousness.

I'm... a fake? '

And you can't use the controller because it's fake.

Neropa, however, strongly denied it.

'It can't be. I'm a fake. "

Then, what are these vivid memories in my head?

From the moment I fell asleep in the crystal and was taken away by Melchizedek.

Until the moment I was transported to the body of a guy named N-Aroel who was floating around.

I remember everything.

Even his ambition to revive his own kind and reclaim the film.

But the moment I thought about it so far.

Neropa's head aches.

At the same time, Neropa's expression is terribly stiff.

not because of the pain in the body or the pain in the head.

because of the recognition of one fact.

'... I don't remember.'

No, to be precise, I was just trying to get a clear picture of the old days.

What I thought I clearly remembered became blurry and I didn't remember it well.

It's as if you know the name of something, but you don't know the details.

Just like someone passing by.

You can't do this with your own memories.

'What the hell... Why are you doing this?'

Neropa was trying to get inside his head.

< You failed. >

I heard a familiar voice in my head, not a familiar voice.

And the moment I heard that voice,

Neropa's back gives you goosebumps.

I couldn't recognize that voice.

The voices I hear in my head, they sound like a fragrance.

It was his voice.

But I didn't think long.

The moment I heard the voice that was left behind, I felt like I was touching something that I shouldn't have touched.

The consciousness began to stop rapidly.

All the accidents stopped and my memory began to erase.

And Neropa, who had seen it all firsthand, made a shameful face.

"Damn it..."

One last thought.

Hair bump.

Neropa, or Neropa, has fallen to its knees as if the body of N-Aroel had been completely extinguished.

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

Cough.

As soon as your body stops moving, like it's powered off.

Glug glug.

Even at the expense of drawing the power of fire, N-Aroer's body melted away without being able to withstand a single heat.

With the consciousness to control off, even the residual heat surges could not withstand.

Ta-tak!

And Kiriel, who flew over and landed next to a handful of people, said he was sorry to see that N-Aroel.

"Oops…"

'I can't even read this.'

The traces left in the flesh must have some degree of residue to be able to read.

However, if it melts into a handful of liquids like this, it is difficult to read something.

Kieing!

I read it with my hands, just in case, but I also feel sorry for Cyril because I can't read anything.

'I thought I could dig something up... but what does it mean to be fake, anyway?' '

Although I wasn't involved in the battle, I saw it from afar.

The moment I said Hansoo was fake.

His stature was shaken so badly, he climbed into the gap and Hansoo gave him a crystal punch.

That's why I've been running around, and I can't believe this is what the target looks like.

'Let me ask you this.'

The moment Kyrial wants to ask something while watching Hansoo.

Hansoo looks at Kiriel and opens his mouth first.

"Time to move on."

"To where?"

I looked at the crystal in Hansoo's hand and spit it out briefly.

"Let's go where the second item is."

The nearest place to find the second item is the Neropa Union.

And getting there shouldn't be too hard.

It must be in the memory of Erunheim that Kiriel read.

There should be a clear memory of the Neropa Alliance.

"Where is it?"

Hansoo briefly told Kiriel.

"Neuraim."

Neuraim.

The capital of the Neropa Union.

A core part of the Neropa Coalition, with a population of 100 million.

Cyril, who remembered for a moment, mutters in a few words, taking out the name of a large metropolitan city located deep north.

"... it's not going to be easy."

Even in Erunheim's memory, there was a Neuraim.

Those who live under the influence of the Neropa Union, and no one has ever been to their capital, Neuraim.

However, there were two minor problems.

Number one.

Neuraim is too far away to travel in a dream.

But this is a trivial matter.

Even if it's a long distance, we split up and move a few times, or if it doesn't work, we just jump and move.

It doesn't matter to the superhuman himself.

However, if it overlaps with the second problem, the problem becomes a little more complicated.

'I'm not kidding.'

Kiriel looks tired of seeing what remains of the capital, Neuraim, in Erunheim's memory.

A bored mercenary with machine weapons running around everywhere.

Giant ships constantly building near the capital and rising into the sky.

Earlier, I didn't know it was true when I drove Acrym, but the destructive power of the ship was different from that of the mercenaries.

According to Erunheim's memory, the flagships classified as K rank and above are difficult to deal with on a one-to-one basis.

Dozens and hundreds of them are floating around in the air, which is a burden.

Of course, they won't turn the city inside out into a sea of fire because they're crazy, but it's also true.

'Besides... I think they know about us now.'

Cyril stares at the stranded ships rather than at them from afar.

Ships large enough to be seen clearly from hundreds of kilometers away.

But most of them would have figured out what just happened in here.

That is, once you start to properly guard, it is extremely difficult to get inside the water supply.

Hansoo shakes his head at Kiriel's words.

"It'll be worth it."

"... how?"

Hansoo said briefly.

"Now... they won't care about us alone." "

Kuoooo!

Kuang!

He's walking slowly, but he's big.

Searching for food, constantly on the move.

The creatures that have moved around the earth have been far away for a long time.

'It would be helpful right now.'

His strength is so destructive that he can't use it right now.

It must be eliminated in the long run.

There's nothing bad about it right now.

A guy like that always loses... a lot to lose.

Hansoo suddenly muttered as he saw giant beasts constantly moving beyond the realm of the land of gold coins within a radius of 250 km.

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

Kuaaaaang!

"Holy shit! Stop them! Shoot them now!"

Far away.

The captain of the Arkady fleet, R-Euran Ron, gives a loud shout as he looks at the giant beast in tumult beneath his feet.

The captain said that Technorat, N-Cardiac, was embarrassed.

"But... down... down there."

N-Cardiac couldn't help but notice.

Where that giant beast is crushing and thoroughly trampling.

They were one of the three major defensive cities of the Neropa Alliance.

The largest defensive city under the command of the Rhone family, preventing the invasion of the Pompeon Empire on the front lines.

If we shoot there now, the city itself will be compromised.

That's great too.

In the words of N-Cardiac, R-euran Rhone suddenly gritted his teeth and cried out.

"You don't know where they're headed right now? If that thing breaks, it's over! Shoot!"

R-euran Rhone points to where the monsters are headed in a straight line.

To conversation

A structure that is only installed in a truly massive city, strategic defence city, or military city for the production and reorganization of a fleet, that draws and accumulates the power of fire that lies beneath the planet directly from underground.

An Alpha and Omega that moves the massive Neropa Alliance.

There are only nine conversational numbers in this giant Neropa coalition.

Conversely, if any of those are crushed, the force of the coalition is cut open enough to be noticed.

But the cry of R-euran Rhone ended in vain.

Rrrrgh!

Enemies.

Predominant.

Ignoring the attack, you walk in a straight line, bashing your head in the conversation path, and start eating without hesitation.

At the same time.

Kieing!

Kuoooo!

The attacks that were spilling from defensive cities or nearby ships have become noticeably weaker.

When the overwhelming power of fire that had been supplied by the conversation hall was cut off, the movements of the city and the army that were moving the power to its source began to stop.

It's the same with R-Euran Rhone's fleet.

Kieing.

In the sound of the engine shrinking.

R-euran Rhone's gaze was not on the satisfactory predator.

No, on the opposite side.

"Goddamn it... let me know. They started attacking."

It's not just the monsters anymore.

The opponent... was something they hated so much.

Reason for the existence of this massive fleet and defensive city.

'War. War... damn it. All of a sudden.'

Terrifying that the Defensive City will cease to function.

Cough!

R-euran Ron gritted his teeth, looking at the fleet of Pompeion Empires that were circling far, far away, and finally began to move in pursuit of the opportunity for Hochitam.

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