Reincarnator
< 98. Fifth Seed (2) >
"... What's that? I've never seen it before."
R-Eronia Nell, who was in control of the situation for the heterohumans in the Strategic Room, looked at the screen being captured by satellites and said it was unreliable.
The moment his body was covered in black.
His combat strength has literally increased.
Seven mercenaries baptized by fire are truly blood.
At that.
Similarly, N-Margarian, from Technorat, who was expressing a lack of understanding, cautiously expressed his opinion.
"I've never shown it before. If you just give me a little more time, I'll take a closer look..."
Before that's over.
Kuaang!
R-Eronia Nell thumps on the floor screaming.
"You're talking about extra time! Now's the time to say something like that! We're gonna get through this!"
A defense line in the capital, Neuraim.
The ships are on the front lines with Pompeon, and the mercenaries and the local defence forces are scattered everywhere.
The defensive line in the capital is imminent.
If this place is breached, the capital is really close.
"Dammit! Those who are baptized by fire pour it all over there!"
"But... side effects!"
"You stupid bastard!"
Rrrrgh!
"Kuaak!"
N-Margarian, who was beaten by R-Eronia Nell's outburst of anger, sits on the floor vomiting a harsh breath.
R-Eronia Nell, who grabbed the collar of the N-Margarian, snapped her face in front of her nose.
"Speak now. The ones you can make now... baptize them all and then throw them in front of him. No matter what it takes... he must not enter the capital."
An old fashioned story.
The prince who came to save the princess.
A warrior who jumped into enemy territory to rescue his allies.
If only his intentions were that sentimental.
The purpose of the man holding the artifact in his arms was unfortunately far from that.
Artifacts.
With themselves and the Pompeon Empire divided.
A treasure among the treasures that has allowed for a processable development.
He is not a man in love, nor a warrior for friendship.
He came here greedily to steal their treasure.
The thief... ends here. '
I can't let this bother Lord Gaju.
Only far away is the emperor of the Pompeon Empire.
They're not crawling on the floor down here.
Dealing with them in their own way is their job and their mission.
"Thief... I'll give you your bones. '
The R-Eronia Nell coldly mutters, thinking of those baptized by fire, which are being made deep in the distance.
..........................
Cough.
Cyril watches the mercenaries as they fly from afar, looking carefully at Hansoo.
"Don't we use... artifacts?"
Just now, the power of Hansoo's skill was also amazing.
It seems that the power of the artifact that breathes such creatures is also coveted.
Especially since the artifact is in my hands.
"There are so many pages..."
When Kiriel gives a shivering look at the number of thundering bastards.
Cough.
Hansoo, who had just removed the black light from his body, shakes his head and replies.
"We could call that in."
Kuooo!
Hansoo mutters as he looks at the giant monsters who have been far away and still exhibit their enormous existence.
Giant mountain ranges wandering constantly in search of conversational paths, ignoring the ship's firepower.
I have some knowledge of how to deal with crystals and foreign currency mirrors, and I have the physical ability to withstand his power.
But the moment you use it.
All of them will rush towards this.
The power that sleeps in here is so pure and pure that it's nothing compared to the way the conversation works.
They're big enough to raise them all that much.
Unlike the indirect approach used by the Neropa Union now, the aftermath is really big when used directly.
It's hard to deal with those guys who are already at 4-star.
Even fleet-sized ships couldn't do that.
'Not yet. I think I'm getting more annoyed by it.'
Hansoo, looking at the distant sea otter, mutters.
The one who is digging up the fuse furnace inside while marching to another city and smashing up a city that needs snacks or passing by.
Wood Duck!
Win!
You swallow one with your conversation and your weight grows stronger.
It was going well, but it was a very minor change, so it seemed like no one else cared.
It's not time to provoke them yet.
If all seven others are pushed here, the front will collapse at once and the Pompeon Empire will take over.
Hansoo didn't want it that much yet.
Those guys and the fleet should hold out there as long as they can.
While you're here solving the problem.
Cough!
Kudeuk!
Hansoo laughs as he looks at the approaching mercenaries in line from afar.
'Looks like you just scraped it all up.'
Hansoo felt the seeds of shoe dragons writhing inside his body, and soon he caught his eye.
I turned my gaze to another seed.
Skill obtained by destroying Melchizedek, defeating District 5.
It was recently planted in the body, but the seeds that were growing naturally were showing a presence that was not pushed by the well-grown shoe dragon strikes.
Hansoo, looking at the troops in front of him, once again touched the seed that had been planted in the middle of his chest.
The moment I touched the seed.
Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
A massive lightning bolt strikes the inside of a single head.
At the same time.
Kuaaaaang!
A handful of eyes turned black.
The whole sky was surrounded by dark clouds, and all the light that was leaking out of the sky was filled with darkness.
Thunder thunders from the dark clouds.
The clouds obstruct your vision, leaving no ships, monsters, or anything else out of sight.
But Hansoo knew.
This change is not really happening, it's only happening to one person.
Phenomenon that arises from activating skills and connecting to other dimensions.
Before I finish thinking about it.
Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Under one foot, the whole ground collapses.
at the same time as appearing under the feet of an endless abyss.
Quadruple!
A huge grip extends out from below, squeezing a handful of hands together and dragging them down.
A collection of enormous forces, one being unable to resist.
Hansoo is dragged straight down without resisting him.
Soon.
Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Hansoo reaches a vast dark place, dragging down the endless streets in an instant.
It's like an underground cavity, but with a vast, dark space beyond belief.
I'm sure.
This place isn't underneath Ankara.
In Ankara's basement, there's no way there's such a thing.
Curr.
Beyond the massive grasp of Hansoo.
Suddenly, the identity of the existence was revealed.
Earlier today, there was something huge enough to treat a Hatara as an insect.
Eight arms, eight legs in a spider-like body.
One of them reached out and pulled a handful down.
Thousands of eyes above your head are staring at Hansoo, flashing red light in the darkness.
But it wasn't just the spider that surrounded Hansoo.
Phew!
The whole area was dark, but the proper flame was burning, so it was not difficult to confirm the existence of the space in the darkness.
Thirteen of them, each with their own personality.
It really looks so different.
Some were larger than black spiders, and some were the size of Hansu.
Some were shining white, and some had black horns on their foreheads.
But they had something in common, too.
One is that the whole body is labeled with hatred, anger, or other malice, as if it were a very black mind.
The other... is so powerful that you can't measure its power, it's endless.
As soon as Hansoo came down to be lured into the Spider's hands.
Thirteen of them started quarrelling with each other.
The beginning was the creature of a spider who brought down Hansoo.
< I'm going out again! I hope he gets out of there once, too! >
But before that spider talk is over,
A blasphemous blasphemy and shouting poured out from all sides.
< Get lost, you went out before. >
< This time it's my turn. >
< Idiot! There are 13 of them, and you're not greedy! >
Hansoo, who was listening to the thirteen such austerities, narrowed his eyes for a moment, frowned and pointed to one person.
13 pairs of wings on two horns.
A person who is similar in size to Hansoo, but has a strong sense of intimidation that is not pushed away by a giant being.
"I don't need them all. You. You're coming with me."
A creature with a relaxed look on his face, his whole body darkened.
One of the 13 most useful in this situation is him.
The moment I heard that story.
<... >
<... >
A dark pupil filled with shouts suddenly filled with silence.
The one who broke the silence was the chosen man.
Nothing bad for me... but did you know what I was capable of? You'd better choose well. >
Thirteen of them.
Of course, any one of them would have the power to tear the world apart, but given that he's ridiculously weak to wield all of his power.
From his point of view, it is only fitting to choose the ability that best fits the situation outside.
Hansoo's words kept quiet, and the man shrugged.
< Well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. It's your loss if you don't know it. But... you know what? Borrowing our power... is never free. >
Says the man.
Hansoo, who was keeping silence, opened his mouth briefly this time.
"I know, so don't worry."
I know too well.
What they look like.
What kind of power you have.
What their abilities were, what their hearts were.
I can't know unless I know.
They were in a past life.
They were the ones who fought and fought and fought and fought and fought.
'Reminds me of my old memories. Damn, he's kind. Nymph.'
However, unlike complaints, I had no choice but to admit the usefulness of the skill.
Red Horse Gate
The ultimate demon in the vicinity of the Abyss, a skill that brings 13 people to its body.
Even my past abilities, which were unparalleled in my past life, I had to risk my life to deal with these guys a few times.
Not to mention the difference in power right now.
Though there is a price.
That means the power to gain is so great.
The moment that thought ended.
Boom.
Barmamund, a demon with a handful of hands, coldly smiles.
< Fine, this time... come with me. >
At the same time.
Kuaaaaaaang!
With Hansoo's help, Barbamunt and a new breed begin to rise roughly in the pupils and upwards.
.................................................................
Cough.
"... What is that? Disgusting."
The moment the mercenary looked shaky when he saw Hansook starting to soak all over his body in a sticky black color.
Kwauk.
“Khhh...”
Even the white masturbation begins to chill all over the dark-bitten snow.
The moment I saw it.
'What the hell...'
The mercenaries stagger back.
It's not the eye that looks at the enemy.
Eyes that look at themselves lovingly, as if they are so joyful.
The moment I looked into those weird eyes.
The spine of the mercenaries summoned from everywhere gives me the creeps.
< 98. Fifth Seed (2) > End
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