Reincarnator

Kuoooo!

'It's a bit noisy outside.'

K-Adeleira Ron frowns for a moment at a noise that sounded like it was coming from somewhere, then turns around for a moment.

Instead of worrying about headaches, there was an interesting topic.

"What is his purpose?" '

Heterohuman.

I first came to a stranger, and I didn't have much influence.

After a strange elevator was plugged in from the sky, it began to grow exponentially stronger.

Now they've grown up to be able to tear down mercenaries and fight ships.

Among them, some grew up to be monsters that were hard to ignore.

Someone who can tear a ship apart with a human body and deal with a fleet.

Had it not been for them in the first place, they would have exterminated them no matter what damage they saw.

The guy who showed up this time wasn't quite there yet.

When we see what we have done, our existence is more than that.

'... there's only one flap in this war.'

Even though it sounds so empty, it's gone.

The family strategy department also suggested that the outposts from the satellite, Nelkifa, might also be connected to these guys.

‘That's not the point right now. ’

He doesn't have to worry about himself anymore.

Now it's time to address the other two issues.

While thinking about it for a moment, K-Adeleira Ron opened her mouth to the housewives of each family.

“Defence against the Pompeon Empire will take place in each family. The Nells will cover 114 to 272, and the Faehls and the Rhones will cover their respective districts. ”

The other two housewives nodded.

The conditions are the same, even though the raid started suddenly.

That ignorant monster felt like he couldn't stop playing pia.

No, in a way, this could be a great opportunity.

Ending the conflicts that bore each other to shreds.

A chance to create the only loser to rule this massive continent.

"Well, then the three of us will have to fight and take it..."

Short, muttering K-ucatan Pael.

< What about them? >

K-ucatan Pael, who pointed to the crazy monster for eating the flames of conversation on the screen, said K-adeleira Ron neatly.

"All you have to do is agree. Using the artifact in the worst-case scenario... do you both agree?"

When the word "artifact" comes out, the expressions of Ucatan Fael and Merow Nell settle slightly.

But soon, they nodded.

I agreed it was an urgent situation.

Right now, they may even have to go to the front and release their strength.

I didn't like it very much that they had to release their strength, but Pompeon might come out, too.

In order to stop him, they must also be prepared at all times.

Just in case he tries to break into the front lines and destroy the fleet himself.

'What a monster.'

Whether everyone thought of Pompeion at the same time, the three expressions were slightly distorted.

Adelaira Ron, who erased the Pompeion from her mind, opens her mouth, looking at the other two faces.

"Good. Then it's over. Let's focus on what we each do."

Then.

Tyroric.

A message next to K-Adeleira Ron popped up urgently.

"I thought I told you not to put up with any stupid reports that you were in a meeting..."

K-Adeleira Ron frowned and tried to press a message in the air.

Tyroric.

Tyrrick.

Next to the two council members in the meeting, I heard a message.

'...?'

The moment Adelaira Rhone made a suspicious face.

K-Merow Nell, who was reading the message because of his temper, frowned and said.

< Rhone Gaju. I didn't know you couldn't handle a rat. >

"...?"

In response, K-Adeleira Ron narrowed her eyes and opened a message to herself.

Somehow, a message for the other two.

I thought the message to myself would contain similar content.

Now the three of them were thousands of kilometers apart, so it was unlikely that similar problems, similar incidents, would be reported.

I felt like I was going to do it for some reason.

Within.

"... scum."

K-Adeleira Ron's expression was frowned upon in anger.

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

Kuaaaaang!

Kuaang!

Along with the noise, the whole city collapsed.

"Waaaah!"

"Damn it! What's an army doing?" These guys are going nuts! "

The citizens of Etorreim, the 14th Defence City, changed their teeth as they fled to the four corners.

I can't believe I let a bunch of N-ranking people like them get away with this.

Without them, the country won't work properly either.

N-gyron, who was running wild, shouted in a bizarre voice.

"Why would you let a bunch of scumbags come all the way out here and mess around with you?! Damn it!"

Then.

A man walking out of an alley frowns.

"Rubbish?"

Scary to be finished.

Rrrrgh!

"Rrrrgh!"

The N-gyron, which was hit with a strong abdomen, began rolling its trenches on the floor in pain that seemed to have been ripped from its belly.

Then John Stone, a man protruding from the alley, spits on the floor and mutters.

"This guy... doesn't feel so good."

The moment John Stone grabbed his slippery paw and tried to crush a man's head.

A woman following John Stone from the back said as she held John Stone.

"Let's go. We're gonna need 423 days a year to beat them all up."

"... fuck."

John Stone, who narrowed his gaze, wields an axe in his hand like a fury.

Kuaaaaang!

The woman urges John Stone, who is looking at a split building at once, to make a fabulous face.

"We don't have time."

"Dammit... let's go."

At that.

The woman in the shining armor starts running without hesitation, and John Stone quickly follows behind.

Phew! Phew!

In a burst of air.

John Stone relentlessly spews his twinkling insides.

Damn it, damn it! Damn it! "

You'd better hurry up and run.

I can't believe I'm in this ridiculous war.

Cough!

I can feel the ships threatening this place from afar.

If the value of this city had been lower than they thought, they would have swiftly marched towards this place.

They were originally designed to tear down stars and space.

One or two can overcome themselves, but it's more than enough.

But it's too late.

< If it is good, it can also be released. I'm sure you'll do very well. >

'Bastard. You son of a bitch.'

When John Stone frowns with a twitchy red aura inside of him.

A woman who was running next to me pointed her finger at a facility.

"We have to break it."

"... Oh. Damn it."

"Come on."

John Stone takes a deep breath and grabs his axe tightly.

Knuckle.

Within.

Kuaaaaang!

The red force on the axe blade exploded, cutting through the air and twisting on the building the woman pointed at with her finger.

Whoo-hoo!

As though it were a fairly important facility, the unidentified columns that were embedded all around the building lit up and surrounded the whole building with a sheer light, but for a moment.

Oops!

John Stone's attack on S.H.I.E.L.D. in one fell swoop, and the entire building began to tear apart two cavities.

"Ahhhh! Crazy!"

"Run!"

At a height of only a hundred and tens of meters, the building began to break apart and collapse at once, and the evacuees below began to flee in panic.

Those who designed this place in the first place designed a defensive facility to withstand the assault of mercenaries.

There was no stopping John Stone from hitting even the ship's composite armor.

Designed to stop 2-star mercenaries, it is impossible to stop the attack of 3-year-old John Stone.

Towards John Stone, looking at the cracking building and expressing a sense of belonging.

"Let's go. First, we've destroyed the broadcast command tower, which will slow down the comms. We have to destroy as many as possible in the meantime. Over there."

Methionel, a woman of the Kalkata tribe, sighs briefly as she points at the other buildings, and John Stone frowns arrogantly, then sighs and nods.

"Phew... I see. Okay."

I can't believe you're rushing this.

But I'm not wrong about what Methionel said.

The sooner we neutralize this city and escape, the better chance we have of survival.

John Stone, who started running with Methionel again, suddenly remembered to look at Methionel behind his back and ask.

"You know him very well, by the way. Maybe you saw some kind of map or something?"

The city that was running was vast, but the buildings looked similar and could not distinguish what was.

I can't believe you found your primary objective this precisely.

In John Stone's words, Methionel replied briefly.

"It was originally a tribal city."

"... was it your land?"

At that.

Methionel nods.

"Then Cyril must have moved this place this way."

Can you forget?

Their land, their territory, which has been kept alive for many years, but had to be taken away, driven away, and backward.

I have never forgotten and never thought about it

'But... now we have to destroy it.'

It's not theirs, so there's no room for distraction.

Then.

Kuaang!

Kuaang!

A few of John Stone's puppets fluttered down the front of Methionel.

Chi Yin.

Mercenaries, all in shining armor.

One of the leading men opens his mouth in a cold voice.

"I don't know what you're doing. Methionel."

At that.

Methionel's eyes tremble.

"... Karas. What a filthy traitor the tribe looks like."

The man called Karas said, as if he was pleased with the expression of that methionel, as he struck through the gloves that were wrapped around his body.

"Thanks to you, I'm wearing this. You're outnumbered, by the way, for running off to the junkyard, and you're fighting with a meta-human. I don't know where I'm going with this. I'll do the honors today."

"A pierced mouth..."

John Stone stares at the two conversations side by side, yawning and muttering to himself.

'I'd like to rest, but I'm bored. By the way... what do they believe in?'

You can barely trust a glove.

That was a classic 2-star thing, and now it's a completely different story.

I can't believe how arrogant those guys are going to get out of here after getting shanked by an axe.

To the look on John Stone's face.

Karas smiles meaningfully.

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

Cough!

I think they're doing great...

Hansoo looks back at the distant capital, Neuraim, from the top of a massive skyscraper.

There were seven people having a joyful conversation behind such a number.

"I hope we win."

"Take off your cape and you'll see."

Seven mercenaries flew to their positions just moments ago.

Keeriel narrows his gaze as he looks at those who were having such conversations.

I'm sure he's not an idiot. '

There's no way those who are watching from the sky don't know their level.

And you know that mercenaries can't stop themselves.

Then.

Kuaaaaang!

An enormous energy erupts around the standing mercenaries.

The mercenary standing at the front mutters, excited by the energy in his body.

"You've never seen the Baptism of Fire before?"

"... I've heard this before."

When Kiriel mutters, looking at those spewing energy in front of his eyes.

Hansoo looked at the red markings on their necks.

'I don't have enough artifacts to mine... I see someone who can help me use them.'

This will take no time.

Thinking of Neropa, Hansoo mutters, sweeping away the seeds that had been relocated near his heart.

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