Reincarnator

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Let's give up and go back. You don't stand a chance."

K-Adeleira Ron, who was throwing Mi-hee into a frenzied fire, paused the attack and looked at Mi-hee as if he was tyring.

It was too bad to kill Mi-hee here.

'If I take her from here... it's a big gain.'

Once the plans to use the artifact are complete, the Pompeon Empire will be destroyed.

That's why now we have to see the next one.

We've been on the same boat ever since, and we've been battling Ukathan Fael and Merrow Nell.

Of course, if we can get along well, it won't be a problem, but suspicion is like a monster.

There are two more families with similar power and power.

You live in peace in a house with monsters who don't know when they'll come for you or what you've been hiding in them?

If there is a common enemy, but if the Pompeon Empire is no more, then the next war will be decided.

'Then she can be a big force.'

Cough!

Adelaira Ron mutters, seeing Mi-hee still standing, despite the power of her fire.

The best way is not to fight, but to persuade.

Better yet, two homeowners who have gone elsewhere are fighting like hell.

There is no need to say that the owner himself dies or gets hurt badly while fighting, and it is okay for heterohumans to die or get hurt.

If a man named Samuel joins himself, hating Ukaton Pael for going that way, he's golden.

There's nothing wrong with him in any way.

Therefore, it is better to convince the woman in front of you to bring her to your side when you are confused.

Back then.

Heavy duty.

You hear something else on your comms.

We found the identity of the intruder who broke in from the outside.

When Adelaira Ron heard the information, she looked at Mi-hee and said,

"Some of your old colleagues are in here now... Isn't this enough?" Those are the people you were telling me about. "

Adelaira Ron wasn't always a bad relationship with Mi-hee.

There was a position as an alliance, but there was a lot of empathy for women leading a group.

Sometimes I would bring her out on the terrace, have a cup of tea, and have private conversations with her.

Though I have heard stories about the many people Mi-hee has met, there were always two names that accounted for the majority of the stories.

Upside down and Hansoo.

When he had finished his thought, Adelaira Ron stopped the attack and smiled softly.

"Come to me. If I persuaded them to come, why would I treat you? Not only will I not be hostile, but I will care for the three of you more than anyone else."

Mi-hee, who heard so far, gripped her teeth.

'... is it really going to happen?'

I've always imagined it.

It's this far away now, but it would be nice to regroup.

But Mi-hee shakes her head.

Even Adelaira's promise to you didn't solve everything.

"... even if you did, I don't trust him."

It's not the housewives who are playing the game, it's the man in a real symbiotic relationship with the three housewives.

Even if Adelaira takes his side, if he changes his mind like a palm, it's all over.

K-Adeleira Ron smiled and said:

"Do you think we're stupid?"

"...?"

"You can't be with him without backup."

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

As I swing the hammer in my hand, the dark red energy erupts from my fingertips.

Kuaaaaang!

"Ahhhh!"

"Damn it! I need backup! I can't stop it!"

Every time I swing it, the defensive line of the city that was being restored splits apart, and the top mercenaries bounce off.

In the past, the primary glove that Hansoo was able to pierce was shattered in a single blow, and its power reached the secondary glove that actually sealed the artifacts and circuits underneath.

Coud de Duc!

Under the torn gloves, you can see a clear blue glow circuit.

"Let's go down."

Huuug!

Hansoo jumps down the circuit and starts running toward the depths, where the artifact will be.

Keeping a close eye on Hansoo, Cyril looks strangely and asks.

"What's your status?"

I don't think I remember, but I think I do.

People change when their memories are intact, but they don't have the strength to act because they don't.

Hansoo smiled.

"It's kind of fun, though. Looks like the demons took it well."

Basically, most of the remaining memories were fixed.

Battle.

I fought and fought again.

On a day when there is no fighting, you train and you fight with the strength you've gained.

As a human being, I can't have any human connection with anyone, but I can only remember the battle.

In other words, the only memories they ask for are affectionate memories of humans.

If they wanted to go it alone, they took it really well.

Most of the memories left in my head were bad memories of humans.

Steal if necessary and kill if greedy.

The ones who felt free to trample on others as an excuse for their desperation to survive.

That's all I remember about the humans I encountered back in the Other Side.

I wonder why I thought I'd save these guys before I lost my memory.

'Still... not bad.'

Somehow, it's a little different now and then.

Hansoo looks away and looks at his whole body, looking at Kiriel with a worried look on his face.

'By the way... you've become very strong.'

Hansoo mutters, seeing the power on his fingertips, or his whole body.

I don't really remember who I used to have memories with, but I do remember who I fought with, how, and with what power.

No, it is compared more clearly because such types of memories are lost and only memories of the battle remain.

In the past, there was a difference between what he was praying about in his past life and what he is praying about now.

The power of simply knowing the information of the future is hard to come by.

You can even do this.

'Let's see.'

Hansoo stopped and looked at the barrier in front of him.

A thick wall that appears to have been reinforced in a hurry, as if it raised vigilance after seeing Hansoo penetrating to the artifact.

The scraped gloves were almost indestructible, but the defensive strength seemed to be ignorantly high.

I couldn't feel the thickness.

Hansoo, who was touching the barrier, put a hammer on his waist and focused his consciousness deep into his heart.

As soon as Hansoo focused on consciousness, five skills inside, five seeds, began to squeeze out his power.

At the same time.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

You surround yourself with a dark, red sphere.

A red sphere of color mixed with the power of the Red Horse Gate with five skills, including Dragon Mace and Myrrh Blade.

The moment a sphere is created.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Hansoo began walking blanketly forward, wrapped around his body.

Not doing anything else, just in a straight line, at a steady pace.

But that was enough.

The moment the surface of the red sphere touches the outer wall of the glove,

Tsk, tsk!

The gloves that were firmly blocking the way ahead began to melt like ice cream.

It's like putting a ball of fire on ice, slowly, but surely.

Hansoo, who was watching it, smiled to be satisfied and began to move forward, teasing his feet more quickly.

I wonder how long it's been.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

All the armoured spaces that were infinite melted, and a fairly large space appeared in front of them.

And beyond that void.

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I saw an artifact that was shaking the space fiercely and drawing energy and a man holding such an artifact in his hand.

A creature that, in the aftermath of simply exploding, is in complete control of enough energy to blow up the entire capital here.

I had never seen it before, but I knew it instinctively.

That he was the one who created the fake Neropa that he saw in Nelkifa and created this situation.

When Hansoo arrived at his destination, he looked at the artifact in his hands and spoke to the man.

"I've never seen it with my own eyes. You might have seen me a little bit."

It's the first time I've seen it, but it must have been watching over itself.

The man who carefully watched Hansoo said that, he said briefly.

"You've changed."

"Kind of. Don't look at me like that, by the way. I'm here to beat you up."

If he finishes what he's doing, life on at least the continent will be wiped out.

And that includes you, of course.

Whether he did or not, the man looked at Hansoo and said.

"Actually, I didn't hate you that much."

The man was lonely.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized that Orlot had to do the heavy duty of rebuilding his people and civilization on his own before overcoming the grief that his own people had all been destroyed.

Unfortunately, their civilization has evolved so much that only one individual can attempt to rebuild it.

With loneliness, sadness, and responsibility on his back, the man steadily, but vigorously moved.

Even though the attempt through the Pompeion failed, the work done in the Neropa Union was incredibly good, which led to rapidly visible results.

And in the meantime, I heard some information about him.

In a way, a strange creature walking with a similar load on his back.

'Kang Hansoo.'

In fact, there was one who was similar to him, or in a way, one step ahead.

Clementine.

But his dream was too simple.

Happiness of those who can barely reach their own hands.

In that sense, Hansoo met his expectations in every way.

Although the race itself is as weak as the insects compared to their own, the intention of rebuilding the entire species seemed similar to its own.

Although I stand on the other side, I see conversation as a viable creature.

Hansoo shakes his head at the man's words.

"I appreciate the gesture, but I've changed a bit."

In a word like that.

The man glanced at Hansoo coldly and said.

"That's the problem. Is this how you got inside?"

Strength has become stronger.

But more important than strength is the individual's goal and the relentless will to try to get there.

The power to make a billion people happy versus the power to make one person happy is beyond compare.

When a goal is large, the force naturally grows, but a small human remains in place.

Too much power for one person to grasp.

But that power is not something that he alone holds.

I had a big goal so far, and I didn't give up on it, but I made it all the way to the end, so I was strong enough.

But you gave up such a goal.

It was clear to their kind what had happened to them.

"You fool. The power should be written to a greater extent."

Hansoo gripped the hammer in his hand as he looked at himself with a contemptuous expression.

"I don't know how I came up with that goal... but one seems clear."

"...?"

"I don't think I have that kind of goal because I'm touched by what you say."

I was more worried about what Cyril showed me.

Moreover, the creature that was about to wipe out life was ridiculed when he said that.

"I know you've been wanting to say a lot... but get up and let's sigh." "

After I stop that damn thing.

At the same time.

Kuaaaaang!

The hammer in one hand flew straight towards the man.

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