Reincarnator

"Damn it... what's going on?" '

The housewives who turned over the capital, Neuraim, looked ridiculous.

Wood Duck.

Kudeuk.

The energy of the artifacts erupted and they went crazy for a while.

There are seven giant beasts clumping together.

Concentrate on the beast that swallowed up the worm that caused all this trouble.

He was no longer a male form.

The seven beasts, which had melted flesh and had intertwined bones, were rapidly merging their bodies, as if they had been one from the beginning.

In a simpler, more rugged form, like you don't even have to move.

'It's like... a mountain.'

It is said to be tangled, but the original size is not going anywhere.

When K-Merow Nell looks ridiculous, watching a huge new mountain emerge next to the capital.

K-ucatan Pael, who was making a stuffy face, lets out a howl.

"Stupid... what are you looking at? You're not gonna get him and the artifact out?"

Ukrainian Fael is fiery and urgent, but not a fool.

No, he is fast and judgmental enough to lead a family with that personality.

Why are they tangled up now?

Thinking about what they've been looking for, the answer is right.

Energy.

The pigs who have been eating like pigs and getting stronger, they keep poking their noses at the artifacts and sucking them all away?

I couldn't imagine how far it would go.

The moment I'm done judging.

Cough!

A dark red flame ignites around the body of K-ucatan Pael.

Intense energy, unlike anything we've ever seen.

"Ukatan-Pael... look at this bear fox. Were you hiding your powers? '

When K-Merow Nell frowned as he watched as the small sun rose.

"Khhhhh!"

Kuaaaaang!

Along with a resounding groan, K-ucatan Pael pulls down the red sun that was floating around his body.

Towards a massive, ever-changing mass of organisms.

As soon as I saw it, K-adeleira Ron and K-merrow Nell shouted.

"Fool... you'll fly all the way around!"

"Is there more to fly anyway? Damn it!"

The moment Adelaira Ron and Merlow Nell urgently raise their arms and block their way in front of them.

Kuaaaaang!

With an enormous bang, another explosion envelops all of Neuraim.

The biggest and most intense explosion ever.

Despite not hitting immediately, the remaining secondary gloves were badly melted by the aftermath of the black flame, and vapor from the evaporated iron covered the whole area.

"Ugh..."

"Please go... Why?"

Despite the wind pressure caused by a massive explosion, the cloud of death enveloped dozens or hundreds of times the range of explosions, forcefully engulfing his body and swallowing up the creatures that were inside.

Even the survivors who were outside the blast range died miserably from steam storms mixed with heat and toxic gases.

'... damn it.'

Seeing that scene, when Adelaira Ron slightly frowned, K-Merow Nell shakes her head, looking at Adelaira Rhone, waving her hands at the steam.

"They've discovered the secrets beneath the capital. They're supposed to be dead anyway. By the way... damn it."

K-Merow Nell's gaze was on the spot where the black flame had disappeared.

Surprisingly.

Glug glug.

Despite the intense attack that seemed to have drawn out Ankara's essence, a massive mass of organic matter was keeping its shape intact.

The outside melted and I saw the inside of it, but that's it.

Slow down.

The organics that were growing in support of each other quickly changed their wounds.

"Phew... Phew. God damn it."

K-ucatan Pael, who was sighing in the air, bites his teeth, seeing if he had just put a lot of strength into the attack.

Avoiding his own attacks like that?

A dull K-ucatan Pael raises his right hand and touches his left wrist.

'If you don't get it in one shot... I'll pour it out.'

It can be difficult with your own strength.

Even if the three households work together, it may not be enough.

But what if we summoned a whole fleet of them?

And what if they launch an attack day and night?

If I attack enough planetary surfaces to penetrate the continent, will he survive no matter how tough he is?

'That would be nice. I'll drop you at the bottom of the planet.'

If we cut through all the continents to the center of Ankara down there, no matter how talented he is, he won't be able to come back alive.

Dental work.

< What's going on? Master? >

From the transponder built into the left hand raised, you hear the voice of a fleet captain sitting in the distance.

Uktan Pael, voice of his most trusted captain, R-Potan Pael.

Upon hearing his voice, Ukathan Pael opens his mouth without taking his eyes off the giant mountain.

"You have work to do. Get over here right now…"

But the voice of Ukrainian Pael could no longer continue.

Adelaira Ron on the side grabbed Fael's left wrist.

< Lord? Lord? >

"... What are you doing?"

This is a clear territorial invasion.

Taking hold of his wrist, he looks at Tennessee Adelaira Rone on his face and says that when Ucatan Pael hardened his face, Adelaira Rone was pathetic.

"Come to your senses. What are we going to do with Pompeion if we put them in here?"

"... son of a bitch."

Taking a deep breath, Ucatan Pael takes a step back, spewing his curses at either Adelaira Ron or Pompeon.

Adelaira Rhone.

After a short breather, Ucatan Pael looks at the other two and opens his mouth.

"Yes. Assuming we can't afford to tear that damn mountain apart right now... are we going to let that stand?" "

It was so strong that it ate away the artifact's energy.

What if that thing is strong enough to stick its nose in the artifact and suck its energy out?

There was really no answer then.

Then.

< You don't have to worry about that. >

"Oh, I thought you were gone. You must be alive." "

< I'm not ready to go yet. >

"Of course you are."

In his voice, K-Merow Nell twitches her mouth as much as she can.

I really don't like him, but I can't help it.

He really needs it.

The three gazes, who were looking at each other, frowned and slowly began to head toward the basement.

Towards the man who summoned himself.

And far away.

Kyrial, who was watching the scene really far away, bit her lip.

'First of all... we got out through a mess.'

< Get out first. I'll find you. >

In a short moment, I could see a number of plans.

It means I'm going to power up in there.

Then you must prepare yourself as well.

As much as you can on the outside.

'I... have to remember.'

Keeriel, who was watching a new, giant white mountain rise from afar, activates his dream-driven mind, then disappears into a white cloud somewhere.

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

Cough.

Two stimuli were applied with a single body that plunged deeply inward.

One is the enormous energy that rises from the artifact, constantly fluttering from the inside.

The other has dozens of black tentacles extending from Hatara wrapped around two hands to squeeze out all that energy and suck it out.

The tentacle tore a handful of bodies and tried to draw energy directly from the artifact inside, but I realized that it was more difficult than I thought.

It was too hard for one annoying prey to break.

Cadduk!

Win!

After tightening the entire title, he squeezed it so hard that it was crushed, pulling it so hard that it was torn, but he didn't move.

No, to be precise, it's working, but this cocky bastard is doing something about it.

The important thing about this is perseverance.

The energy flowing from his body was so sweet to give up like this.

How happy would it be to be able to suck it out without interrupting it?

Glug glug.

After making their decision, the Hattaras sucked out the energy spilling out of the broken poison, while continuing to squeeze and squeeze a number of bodies.

Like insisting that one day you will be torn.

Quadruple!

To protect such a caster, all the skills and seeds inside the body struggled with an instant effort.

The Dragon Ball squeezed all its magical power to create a huge wall that blocked the seal from the outside, and the seed of the shoe dragon was not determined to build a powerful force against the tentacles by condensing a handful of systemic organic tissue.

Not to mention the immortality that was originally created to protect the host's body, and the bacterium that had evolved to eat and burn other tissues also had no intention of regenerating a single corner of the body and constantly rebuilding the host's body so that the host would not die in vain.

But the most actively and urgently moving skill was the Red Horse Gate.

< Oops. Absolutely not. I haven't been paid yet. >

< You can't just die. >

< … Survival. Important. >

Cough!

Thirteen shadows were constantly rattling, regenerating a handful of bodies and blocking the pressure.

It was used to protect the flesh of the one who made the dark and extremely sinister force that flowed from the thirteen demons unworthy.

Coud de Duc.

< Damn, this is hard. >

< Should I just let him die? >

Whimpering from the shadow of the demons who were regenerating Hansoo.

A shadow smiles coldly and whispers into the ears of a small number.

< Isn't it touching? What are we doing that doesn't suit us? If you came back from the future, you'd know what we are. >

I didn't hear an answer.

Hansoo, who was able to withstand internal and external pressures as he exploded his entire body, was already asleep.

Whatever it is, the Devil, Barmamund, continues to whisper in one ear.

< That's how much we're counting on you. I don't know what you're gonna lose in your memory... but I'm really looking forward to it. Really. For that... we will do whatever it takes to get you out of here alive. >

Maybe by the time he gets out, he'll be something else.

You will be able to get to know yourself physically as well as mentally.

I became a noble creature who enjoys the sweet sounds heard when breaking bones and the screams of life when tearing flesh.

If that were the case, they would be able to run unprecedented.

< So... please cheer up. >

Otherwise, it is meaningless to suffer for this.

Cough.

Cough.

Barmamund frowns as he looks at the next rapidly changing step and pulls his tail up.

'You don't understand. Why are you... smiling?'

As he turned, he looked at the man who was not smiling while he was sleeping and said that Barmamund was not happy.

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