Reincarnator

"What?"

As Samuel gritted his teeth, the man once again said in his grave.

"I asked if I needed to tell you. I hope this isn't too much trouble for you and my contract. I must have told you. I will ensure the rights of your kind within the Union and create a place for you to stay."

"Yes... I did."

Samuel chews at the man's words and nods.

I'm sure you're right.

'But if you really thought about us, you should have told us the same story. You know exactly where we're going... "

When he confined himself to the comfort of his own kind within the Neropa Union, he and Mi-hee nodded, of course.

It's only natural that those who ruled the Neropa Alliance couldn't do anything to the Humans of the Pompeion Empire who were in hostile relations in the first place.

Moreover, if those who follow the uprising participate in the war and help the Pompeon Empire, it is no wonder that the Neropa Union must destroy the Pompeon Empire.

That's why I helped the Neropa Alliance.

They thought that if they overthrew the Pompeion Empire and came to its dominion, they could absorb its creatures and live together.

But this is what it meant to restrict contracts to individuals inside the coalition.

Samuel blames himself for failing.

'No... that's not it.'

Cough!

Samuel mutters as he looks at the wall surrounded from afar.

They will surround half the continent with a huge circular sphere that will explode and roast all over the outside.

Who could have imagined such a thing and put it in the plan?

K-Merow Nell laughs at Samuel like that.

"Oh… no. So you have to read and sign the contract carefully before you sign it. Are you thinking of biting? Then I'll still get you a refund. We tend to respond kindly to customer transformations."

A story about getting kicked out of here.

However, Samuel shakes his head as he grips his stubborn teeth.

"... No. I can't do that."

I can't do that.

Of course, I want to beat them up and break all ties.

At this rate, half the people on this continent will die by simple calculations.

I want to run inside this damn coalition right now and stop this damn plan and work together to try something else.

But I can't do that.

'... save at least half of them.'

What if we get out of here right now and we fail to succeed in another way?

Not half, but all die.

Moreover, when the contractors themselves disappear, we don't know what they will do to those who come after them.

'No... I see that.'

They say they will wipe out half of their race.

As Samuel grips his teeth, the man standing next to him walks out briefly into the artifact.

"Now I'm going to focus on rocking the core with the artifact. It's gonna take some time. So don't get in the way and do what you do."

"How long will it take?"

K-Adeleira Ron's brief response was brief as he pondered the question.

"It's not long. It'll only take a week."

K-ucatan Pael, who was standing next to the man's answer, began to smile faintly.

Towards Samuel, who had his lips clenched at the sound of a week.

"Good! While you're at it, give or take a letter to the guys across the street! Hahahaha! Time to say hello!"

"Damn it..."

I saw Samuel licking his teeth at the laughter of K-ucatan Pael.

'Hmmm... look at him.'

K-Merow Nell watches with sharp eyes.

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

Cough!

Boom, boom, boom!

'... This is driving me crazy.'

Samuel gives a complicated look, looking up at the sound of the sky.

They did their duty as allies too well.

The spires that they crammed so hard into the ground, and the huge blue barrier that arose from those spires,

It was so easy to stop an attack by the Pompeon Empire.

Beyond that, beyond the Blue Wall, a relentless fire.

And the noise generated by those cannons and walls colliding.

A city on the surface of a planet, despite the relentless spread of Mifrosky-grade weavers that could melt like ice cream, centered on many flagships.

Boom, boom, boom!

Kuku Kung!

The solid blue barrier held all the attacks back without a single sway.

Earlier in Samuel's head, K-Merow Nell's warning sounded.

< Don't try anything nonsense, just sit tight. If you move too fast, we won't be so quiet either. >

"Damn it..."

Now their surveillance will be greatly enhanced and they won't be able to move easily.

If they hadn't suspected themselves, they wouldn't have stuck themselves in a defensive city this far from the capital.

'... Han Soo Kang. What would you have done?'

Samuel turns his head to look outside his porch, facing the large semi-circular wall with a complex heart.

A gigantic mountain that sits far away, twitching in tiny, tiny pulsations.

Hansoo was sleeping in a large organic tissue with no agents or attacks on it at this time.

The death sentence for Hansoo Kang was postponed a week later.

'No... Actually, you'd be right to think there's no other way before that.'

Samuel mutters, looking at the ships floating outside the sky, to be exact, outside the Wall, watching the situation.

As that great wall falls, the Neropa Alliance fleet, which has been stalling against the Pompeon Empire fleet, has also become isolated on the outside.

It's not protected by the Wall, but it's no problem at all.

If you move far enough away to avoid being caught in a tsu explosion when it explodes, that's it.

The fortunate Pompeon Empire fleets will survive long enough to realize the strange movements of the Neropa fleet and deal with them later, but that won't be a problem.

Where will the originals replenish supplies and where will they be energized?

This is almost 100% probability of surrendering, but you can clear the Resistance if you want.

The death sentence for Kang Hansoo is then.

Once we clear the Pompeon Empire and remove the Wall, the floating fleet will be able to enter again.

If three juju and hundreds of flagships can't stop attacking, my entire mountain will melt.

No, even if it doesn't melt, the continent supporting it will melt first.

Then the game is over.

'The whole thing will sink into the core. This is crazy. I don't know how far to tell Mi-hee... "

You still haven't told me what they're planning.

Samuel stepped into the room with a complicated look on his face.

Inside the terrace, an old-fashioned interior welcomes Samuel.

A landscape and location contrasted by the recent Union terrorist attacks in the half-ruined Defence City.

'Well... these luxury villas are still intact since they were only aimed at the main facilities.'

Then.

"Oh, hello."

"... how did you get in here?"

When Cyril smiled, Samuel was embarrassed to see Cyril, but then he frowned and coughed.

"I'm not going to catch you. Get out of here. This place is being watched. Soon the sailors and mercenaries will be gone..."

In Samuel's words, Cyril smiled and said,

"Surveillance?"

At the same time.

Tiry-reering!

Tyring!

A myriad of panels begin to emerge before Kiriel's eyes.

Tons of videos showing all over the defensive city.

"What the..."

You took control? '

When Samuel, who was watching the scene, was embarrassed, Cyril smiled relaxed and said.

"The capital's gone, and all the major defensive cities are destroyed... It can't be working." "

The whole capital, Neuraim, flew away.

All of the core facilities and talent responsible for the control and maintenance of the massive coalition evaporated.

That's it.

The terrorism of the defence cities that had been perpetrated by themselves and the Reunion has destroyed all the facilities that need to operate and maintain the alliance, and the talent that will restore and reactivate those facilities have either died or been scattered everywhere.

Complex control systems aboard the interior of those massive ships that are floating in the sky serve as auxiliary command in the event of an emergency and have sufficient capability to stabilize the network systems of nations and cities, but they all float outside the walls and do nothing.

On the other hand, the Technorat of the Reunion have almost succeeded in surviving.

In a situation like this, it might be difficult to squeeze a gap and take some control.

< This way is complete. But... it won't last long. Water is rebuilding rapidly. If we try to take too much control of the entire system, our position will be compromised. >

"You don't have to do that. Well done."

Taking control doesn't mean you can destroy Gaju, mercenaries, or a fleet, but you don't have to take it so far.

Just like this.

It is enough to make the radius easy to operate.

Ticktock.

After disconnecting communication with Methionel, Cyril opens her mouth to see if the situation is still unclear and Samuel is expressing panic.

"I've heard all your plans."

I've swiped the command back to the ship, and I've figured out what's already going on.

And I watched all Samuel's thoughts with the hacked system as well.

That's why I'm here.

To fix this mess.

"Enough nonsense.... Help me."

"What are you going to do?"

Kiriel gives a short answer to Samuel's question.

"I hope Hansoo wakes up in time... but in case he doesn't."

If Han Soo wakes up within a week, that's good.

But we have to be prepared if we don't.

"... to stop the plans to shake the planet's axis."

Kiriel nods.

‘You must never stop Hansoo... from getting caught in lava. ’

As long as the others are dead, we have to stop them.

Samuel firmly replied to Kiriel's reply.

"Why should I help you with this?"

It is true that there are many aspects of the situation that I dislike.

But if you make a wrong move, things will get worse.

A situation where even the rest of them can be difficult to preserve their position if they make mistakes.

What you lose is greater than what you get from yourself.

That's what Cyril said with a smile.

"Actually, I spoke to someone other than Samuel."

"What?"

Before that's over.

Tyroric.

One burning window comes to mind by Cyril's hand, who has been given control.

< Samuel, why didn't you tell me? >

"Mi-hee..."

Samuel wept over Mi-hee's face, looking at her with a stiff look on the screen.

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

Cough.

"That's a nasty beating."

Even faster and faster, it was beating harder and harder.

It's like something big is happening.

'I need to get rid of that quickly.'

K-Merow Nell, who was making an unpleasant look at the mountain from afar, turned his nerves elsewhere.

It's not like they're living in front of us, but they're constantly against their own nerves.

'I hope you don't play any pranks.'

That's good for each other.

K-Merow Nell mutters, thinking of the overly quiet meta-humans.

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