Reincarnator

Hansoo looks at the distant neuraim and thinks:

'You must be prepared.'

They just checked all their skills and bit their forces.

If the last Hand they had was all those mercenaries who were baptized earlier, they would never have retreated.

The artifacts inside the Nauruim are far more valuable than the mercenaries.

I would have hit every last one of them and tried to stall them.

Being bitten by mercenaries with regret means you have other measures to prevent yourself.

We have to use them as consumer hands to stop ourselves without throwing them away.

Even if they see their skills right now, if they think that way, the width will be narrower by three.

A fleet of fire boasting the Neropa Alliance, the first to fight on the front lines.

The second is the artifact they're hiding.

However, these two things can not be used carelessly.

Their true enemy is Pompeon, not themselves.

Both are currently at the balance of the Pompeon Empire.

As soon as one of the two focuses on oneself, the balance with the Pompeon Empire will be broken and one side will be pushed away.

Then there is only one left.

'It's been a long time... we can all see it.'

Cough.

A small muttering, looking at the outskirts of a large city far away.

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Allen Canyon

A vast canyon, 7300 kilometers in length, running from east to west through the earth.

In the past, many tribes believed that this huge canyon was made by God before the development of technology and depth of its width.

It's a valley set up by God to divide the precious southern from the vulgar northern.

'Well, it wasn't that grand.'

Curr.

Looking down at his flagship, K-Merow Nell mutters as he sees the red light emanating from deep in the canyon.

K-Merow Nell would sometimes come down to this canyon and look down, though God himself has lost all such grand significance.

This rift, the largest of the canyons on the planet, Ankara, was the place to examine the fire in its deepest detail.

Curr.

A huge red sphere that looks clear despite being located thousands of kilometers underground, below the canyon.

Crystals of strange technological skills that have not yet been allowed access and have not yet been explained by their advanced skills.

The existence of that fire is why he likes it here.

Because this canyon was one of the few places that really ignited his desire.

A place that tells the self that there is something that has not yet been conquered that has risen so high that there is no more room to climb.

'Two of those.'

Looking down the canyon, K-Merow Nell turns his head and looks over the canyon.

Two things you can't conquer.

One is a fire at the bottom of the canyon.

One is Pompeon's empire beyond the Great Canyon.

K-Merow Nell, who was looking at two things with a complex face, suddenly changed his teeth.

'In such an important situation... what a jerk.'

K-Merow Nell, who was reminded of R-Eronia Nell's report, frowned as if the situation he had to deal directly with even a single one of those flies was becoming a mess.

But I can't help it.

You don't have enough time to care about one of those flies.

Pompeion...

The user is strong, but the target is also strong.

If you want to defeat such an opponent, there is no room for movement.

In order to win, you must use every hand you have quickly and quickly to prepare and drive the target away.

And he has done it thoroughly.

Everyone else looks like a ruler who ate half the continent up close.

I have so much in my hand that I don't seem to be in control.

Paradoxically, he can't afford it.

Most of the power goes against two other families, while pushing the Pompeion back.

In other words, even if there is an annoying fly cub aiming for the original in this situation, it cannot wield the immense power in its hands.

The blade in his hand must be swinged elsewhere, not in Paris.

'I'm sick of it. Goddamn meta-humans…'

But right now, paradoxically, we need to lean on that annoying heterohuman.

The gnashing K-merrow Nell turns her head completely away from the canyon overlooking the window and looks inward.

To be precise, it was towards the first male and female who were sitting inside.

"I've been bitten by all the forces that fought him, just like you said. But... you sure you're okay with this?"

'Yes. Family matters must be resolved by family members.'

K-Merow Nell muttered, looking at the first man and woman before his eyes.

The mercenaries they created.

These two fellows were made of motto.

Monster acolytes who can defeat a fleet with the power of their own.

Not many of them are heterohumans.

'4-star.'

The woman standing in front of him nods.

"We'll take care of it. The plan you're working on right now is very important to us."

"... then I'll trust you. Please get it over with. If I'm incompetent enough to even finish this, I need to reconsider working with you guys."

After finishing his speech, K-Merow Nell took a rather neurotic step forward, opening the door towards the outside of the ship's terrace and tossing a short note.

"I'll let you know when the quantum transmitter is ready. Until then, let's have a look outside on this terrace. It's hard for anyone to see."

One last thing.

Chi Yin.

K-Merow Nell opens the door and disappears outside.

And the men and women left behind in the big, wide terrace.

< Aaaahhh! >

< Dammit! Retreat! >

< What! That black thing! >

I silently looked at the footage of the panel sitting inside the terrace for a while.

To see a man wield darkness and crush mercenaries without pity.

Soon the man opened his mouth.

"I'd rather one of you go. Perhaps one should concentrate on finalizing the plan."

"... Yes."

The woman who was staring at the screen with a complicated face was positive.

We can't both go.

The situation is not that relaxed.

'The world... is the last.'

A plan in which they and the Neropa Alliance worked together.

The end of the plan is at hand, and one of them needs to stay here to finish it quickly.

In the woman's positivity, the man shrugged.

'I don't think so. One of you is enough.'

"Perhaps... it would be more comfortable for me to go?" Stay here. "

I know myself, I know a woman.

Unlike himself, the woman in front of him was more distinct from Hansoo.

Perhaps it would be easier for him to stand up.

But the woman shakes her head at the man's words.

"No, I'll take it."

"... are you sure you're okay?"

Says the man.

The woman, Mi-hee, nods.

"Of course. I'll do my best."

After finishing speaking, Mi-hee glanced at the screen sadly.

'Hansoo... What took you so long?'

Just like back in the day, during the tutorial.

Back to the days when Hansoo and himself were together.

Too much has changed, too much has been carried away.

The man who saw Mi-hee kicked his tongue.

'What a waste of time. This is why…'

The man who was thinking for a moment kicked out his tongue.

"I don't think so. I'll go."

"Well..."

"Stay here."

'Cause if you do... you might not be able to solve it.'

< Aaaahhh! >

The man who saw Hansoo roaring violently on the screen muttered coldly.

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Cough!

Dozens of transcendental athletes were added to the sidelines of the hard-working one.

Those who were scattered to distract John Stone and his gaze.

But now Kiriel has joined them all for a long time.

Now that a number of locations have been discovered, disruption doesn't mean much.

If we leave them scattered, they may be killed individually by the retreating mercenaries.

Tadadadak!

John Stone, who was running to recover his body next to him, mutters in a uneasy expression.

"... why aren't you doing anything?"

I can't believe you're running so blatantly and you're not doing anything.

Hansoo said briefly next to him.

"I know it's meaningless to be blunt. They'll come up with something big."

"Shit..."

The moment John Stone narrowed his eyes.

Kuaaaaang!

Kuaang!

A giant steel thorn begins to gush out in front of Hansoo and John Stone.

Boom!

Wake up! Wake up!

Thousands of thorns gushing out like waves from all sides.

At the end, there was a life-threatening, seemingly sheer aura.

"Damn... they're not good enough!"

"Damn it! Move!"

A powerful skill that even 3-star UAVs will split in one fell swoop.

The people who were running stopped their steps as they leaped backwards from the spot.

When some sigh of relief sees the waves of thorns that had no intention of firing at the opponent right away and no longer rushes towards them.

John Stone's eyes tremble.

"This skill..."

Then.

"Apologize for leaving in a hurry."

A man walks out from between the thorns.

The moment I saw a man.

John Stone spits it out like a chew.

"... Samuel."

"Well... you were there."

Looking at John Stone, Samuel swallows his tears.

I heard it came from Doubloon-earth, but I didn't think you'd be here already.

Samuel, who had come to Hansoo and only two, shook his head when he saw some familiar faces among the Transcendent.

I never thought I'd see my men in a place like this before.

"You've been eating well since you left us, right? By sticking up for them?"

"That's..."

Samuel, who was about to answer John Stone's ridicule about how well he lived with the Neropa Union, soon closed his mouth and turned away.

I'm not here to make excuses.

He also abandoned the John Stone who had followed him before to fulfill his purpose.

There's no time to hesitate.

Especially when you have to brush your teeth for nothing.

"Kang Hansoo. That's it. Stop it."

In Samuel's words, Hansoo narrowed his eyes.

The guy came out of nowhere saying something he didn't understand.

"Don't covet the artifact anymore. That's... what we need."

He looked like Hansoo was fun to say.

"I think I've lost my memory. I can't remember being friendly enough to have that conversation. You."

"...?"

"Remember?"

Samuel stops at what he doesn't understand, then opens his mouth with a heavy expression.

"I don't know what you're talking about... but you might not know me."

He's always running forward.

He just chased after himself hard enough.

But it's different now.

While he was slacking off, he finally stood in front of him.

And now, just before that plan is set in motion.

Samuel takes a deep breath and opens his mouth, gazing at Hansoo.

"We will use artifacts to create a humane land in these six zones."

It's almost over.

The completion of the Wall, working with the Neropa Alliance in Allen's Canyon.

As long as this is over.

They don't have to fight anymore.

I will finally be able to live a peaceful life away from the long struggle.

In Samuel's words, John Stone bursts out and shouts.

"You loser! I'm not saying I'm not going up there! Leave us up there together!"

To the shouting of John Stone.

Samuel's expression is unbelievably bitter.

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