Reincarnator
< 98. Fifth Seed (3) >
'Dammit... how does this go?'
R-Eronia Nell grips her teeth, looking at the ones prowling from afar.
The mercenary was baptized by fire.
With the enormous power that no one can withstand, it was only fitting that the stray bugs in front of them should be pushed away, but the ones who were joining the inner disciples were not prowling and rushing forward.
"You bastards! What are you doing? Did you go to a meeting? Do you have any idea how many cities you're going to destroy while you're at it?"
The impatient R-Eronia Nell yells at the communicator.
Those soldiers over there aren't supposed to be tied down there.
The heterohumans and Reunion alliance are still tearing the Neropa alliance apart.
At an enormous rate.
A situation where damage is accumulating over several budgets for almost a busted city every minute passed.
I feel frustrated because the ones who have to clean up that place and scatter to the four corners are not moving.
Nevertheless, despite R-Eronia Nell's haste, the mercenaries hesitated and could not move easily.
'Damn it. What's that?'
< Hahahaha! >
R-Eronia Nell clenches her fist at the dark-bitten version of humanity, a big smile behind the screen.
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"Phew... Phew. Mwahahahaha!"
Barmamont borrows a handful of flesh and looks around and laughs loudly.
How long has it been?
Originally, he enjoys tearing the weak and putting on flesh.
I climb to the top, trample on the weak, and enjoy making them suffer.
But what about the world of Abyss?
They are not absolute.
There are powerful creatures, indeed, who are hostile to themselves like dragons.
Others they do not know well, but there are also special factions that feel threatened.
Even if you have so much power, you have to constantly struggle and struggle to become stronger.
But what about here?
All you have to do is rip it up and run without any pressure.
'Lucky me. Very good.'
Barmamund mutters, looking at the flesh he wears.
Because their power is so strong, even if the confused creatures have an opportunity to experience their power, their bodies burst without the convenience of saying a word.
But what about this body?
Not only does it have a strong body that is strong enough to withstand its own strength right now,
It still contains unlimited growth potential.
What I like even more is its own purpose.
'There seems to be a lot of fighting to do.'
I didn't call myself in to overcome the current crisis.
There's so much to fight about, and he can't count the number of strong ones he has to defeat.
Then it is done.
This guy is so perfect.
The host is a little weak right now, so there's not enough power to go around.
Once you have opened the entrance, you will now be able to come out whenever you feel good and turn the river upside down.
Creatures that have never used their powers are abundant.
There's never been a single creature that tastes their power and never seeks it again.
I don't have to tell you that he's as stumbling into a cycle of struggle as he is.
'Then... you must be very good at your service. I'll show you something different... than a spider with nothing but power to brag about.'
Barmamund frowns, smiling coldly at the bugs around him.
Unfortunately, they become thirteen, including themselves.
And he has the right to decide.
In other words, in order to get the most out of the summer air, we have to show it to this guy as much as possible.
How attractive you are compared to the other 12.
In addition to the spider who came out first because of his power, the eleven others will not even be able to see the outside world.
'This place is amazing... and I'll make it.'
Black smoke rises from the vicinity of the cold smile.
At that moment.
Coup d 'Ack!
On the spot, I was constrained by the actions of Barmamund, who was about to do something with his right arm.
At the same time.
A small note is heard from the inside of the Barbamunt.
< Stop jerking around and come in. >
Barmamund's expression distorted lightly.
"You know that. I need to control the flesh in order to digest the power you requested."
Efficiency varies greatly depending on who handles the same power.
And the strength he asked for with his skill is definitely difficult at his level.
This power is not his, it's his.
Of course, he pretended to give the body to himself and ate the body, but he braked it.
Barmamont once again spoke to the man to wedge the steel of the river, which felt full of his whole body.
"You'll have to pay more to handle that kind of power yourself. You don't want that."
Hansoo on the inside smiled coldly.
< Even if you have the strength to take my body with you, it is the same. >
In a word like that.
Barbamunt frowns at the vorak.
There's one thing I don't like about this guy who looks perfect as a host.
You don't listen.
'Oh, one more thing.'
That you're not stupid there.
The offended Barbamunt rubs his lips.
"Let's talk about that later."
Barmamont smiles coldly with his tail raised, then again prepares to swing forward, pulling himself up.
The body is already in your hands.
If he works hard, he should be able to influence himself occupying the flesh, but if he starts to work hard, his soul inside will be swayed by the intense flow and swept away by nothing.
The longer you can stay here.
"Get some rest inside. I'll wrap it up for you and make sure you're comfortable."
The moment Barmamund smiled and put black flames on his hands.
You hear a cold voice from the inside.
< Go in, Baramyl von Baramiamunta. >
At that moment.
"... this bastard?"
< Go in, Baramyl von Baramiamunta. >
"Son of a bitch...!"
But not before it was over.
Phew!
The violent black energy that was wrapped around the body faded a little.
At the same time.
"He's the little guy."
A different breed came from one mouth than before.
Cough.
<... you son of a bitch. How did you know where to find me? >
Hansoo mutters in his mouth as he is dragged inward.
'Cause you told me that when you begged me to be a slave.'
Hansoo, who remembered the old memory he prayed for while giving his name, began to walk forward feeling the tremendous energy flowing through his body.
These guys are unbelievable.
They don't have much use for long.
'Get it over with.'
The pace starts to accelerate.
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"Son of a..."
The confident mercenary, R-Oroyta Ron, steps back, staggering.
There was a huge power surge in his body that was different from before, but that power did not eliminate the fundamental fear.
The furious castle of the R-Eronian Nell is plugged into the ear of such an R-Oroyta Ron.
< You little buggers! The Lord will love it when he sees it! Try to keep up! >
"Son of a bitch... you stay here. '
At R-Eronia Nell's words, the notorious R-Oroyta Ron grabbed his fist and stepped off.
It's annoying, but there's nothing wrong with him.
I've got new powers in my armor, and I look like a coward here?
The power given to him is because he fought braver than anyone else, and the power given to him is to fight harder and harder in the future.
Weapons that don't fight are worthless, and there are plenty of replacements.
If you continue to look like this, even if you survive the fight, everything you have been given will be taken away and thrown to the ground at once.
As soon as I got here, the tattoo on R-Oroyta Ron's neck started to glow red.
At the same time.
Whoo-hoo!
The iron bones around you start to curl up with a hissing sound.
A phenomenon caused simply by the aftermath of the force exerted.
The moment the iron bone bends so much that it breaks.
Kuaaaaang!
With a loud bang, a massive cannon was fired around the body of R-Oroyta Ron.
The small sun, running in a straight line, melts everything, relentlessly pushes the darkness in place around a single body.
Moreover, R-Oroyta Ron was not alone.
Kuaang!
Kuaang!
The mercenaries who heard R-Eronia Nell's orders start firing their guns as they burst out in unison.
R-Oroyta Ron smiles coldly as he looks at the harbor of cannons that can turn cities into ashes in an instant.
'Good.'
That's a force even the fleet can withstand.
It's not something one person can do.
R-Oroyta Ron, who was satisfied with the waves of light, activated the wide-angle barrier of the visor in front of his eyes and covered his face with his arms.
We can't afford to be blinded by a scent of light that will wipe him out.
However, unlike R-Oroyta Ron's expectations, no loud, intense flashes occurred.
The moment the wave of light touches around a single body.
Phew!
Darkness, wrapped around a single body, raises its base roughly, spreading black tents all over the place.
And the moment the wave of light hits the tent.
Uahhhhhh!
The waves of light begin to be sucked inward like crazy.
It's like a black hole sucks everything in.
"Uh-huh?"
That's not an attack that ends like that.
The mercenaries who were watching the phenomenon stepped back.
Whoo-hoo!
Hansoo, who was not harmed by anything, ran out and swung him.
Towards R-Oroyta Ron, at the very front.
"Damn it... Aaaah!"
It's too late to avoid it.
At the moment a handful of hammers flew in, R-Oroyta Ron poured all the power that flowed into the baptism of fire into the field that had been created in front of him.
At the same time.
Quadruple!
I stopped... everything! '
R-Oroyta Nell gives a joyful look at the heavy crack emanating from her face.
I was shocked that my armor was cracked and my arm was broken.
She was attacked by him.
Besides, you're not alone.
"Son of a bitch... I'll crush you. '
Now it's your turn to fight back.
The moment R-Ouroyta Ron turned his posture toward a step.
Quadrudruple!
"... Huh?"
R-Oroyta Ron's gaze drops down without my knowing the strange sound coming from his arms.
Soon.
"Ahhhh!"
R-Oroyta Ron screams in agony, looking down at his entire torn elbow.
The killer is a hammer.
A strange black shadow that stayed at the end of a hammer, to be exact.
Earlier, I was chewing the arm of R-Oroyta Ron, boasting of the creepy white teeth of the shadow that had eaten the light cannon.
Towards a place where we don't know where it leads.
"Ahhhh… ahhhh!"
Screams are echoing from the outside at the same time.
You spit out a word as if someone was chewing from the inside.
< Do you think I'll be satisfied to eat this little piece of garbage? >
'That's none of my business.'
"Aaaah! Kill!"
"You devil!"
Kuaaaaang!
Now is not the time to care about him.
Head toward Hansoo, who started to fight the creatures running from all over with his dark shadow.
You can't believe you're still being dragged down, but a distorted voice echoes from the inside.
< Remember, you arrogant bastard. I... must take what you value most. I can't stop the truth. That's the deal with you and me. >
The Devil of the Thirteen.
Barbamund of Feast.
The Devil, who devours everything, chews it out to the ground.
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