Reincarnator

Kuaang!

"Ugh…. What's so big about it?"

He looks annoyed that he was digging through the ground with a knife in his hand.

I can't even vent my strength without worrying about what's inside.

'It's incredibly sturdy... What are you trying to tell me to be careful of?'

Kang Tae-tae mutters, looking at the faint metal surface underneath his feet.

A hard surface that is said to have moderately controlled the force but does not scratch at all.

I don't understand what to be so careful about, but I decided to shake my head and focus on my work again.

'… well. There's nothing wrong with listening to Clementine. And maybe there's something really delicate about it.'

Cough!

Once more, Kang Tae, who swung his sword and blew away all the piles of dirt, waves his right hand.

Then the wind blows from your fingertips and quickly removes the dirt from the surrounding area.

'How long do we have to do this?'

But also boredom for a while.

His expression brightened.

'Found it.'

The entrance is clearly visible inside the white metal surface.

When he saw the entrance, Kang Tae-tae raised his voice as hard as he could.

"Found the entrance!"

Kuaaaaaaang!

The storm rages as a pile of dirt erupts on a simple wooden barn.

In a sandstorm that swept everywhere.

"Khh... khh. I told you to slow down!"

"Oww, the sand's coming in!"

Through an angry sandstorm, the insides of the surrounding travellers begin to merge.

Together, we're giving away an aura that is not borrowed compared to Kang Tae-tae.

Looking at it, Kang Tae-tae put out his tongue.

'The world is really... big.'

Kang Tae-tae muttered to himself.

Once, in the first year, I didn't know that the sky was scary.

The only thing that surprised me was Eres and Kelian, but that's all.

I admired Eres, but his strength was much stronger.

The Keldians, too, seemed to be quite resourceful, but they were confident that if they fought, they would win.

You don't have to say this, but you're very lucky.

Good items and good skills were all my own and I came back to life no matter how dangerous my life might be.

Of course, the reward for taking the risk came back to his own.

That's why I once thought about living like a king.

My head is going to hurt a little, but I was born a man, and I thought maybe I'd have a goal once.

I don't think there's anything I can do if Eres and Kelian help me.

But I realized after I met Clementine, a man who came a year later than me.

The world is so vast, there's no telling what kind of monsters are in it.

After Clementine joined, Tae-hee, the Rift brothers, and the Valentine sisters, too, were strong to ignore.

'Well, not bad.'

Kang Tae-tae shrugs as he looks at Tae-hee and Clementine, who begin to appear in front of him through a sandstorm.

It's really good to have strong people as allies in such a dangerous world.

Then.

"You idiot... I told you to control your strength, right?"

Kang Tae-tae was furious at the cold, sunken words of the Keldian.

"No, no! I'm in control! I was so careful!"

He frowns and points to one side.

"Then what is that?"

"...?"

Kang Tae-tae turns his head in the direction the Keldians pointed at and narrows his eyes.

"Hole"?

Hole.

A very big hole.

A large hole was drilled into the surface of a large white glove that appeared to be between the piles of dirt removed by Kangtae.

A giant hole that could be hundreds of meters long.

However, Kang Tae-tae shook his head and shouted.

"Hey! I'm unfair! I didn't make that."

Kang Tae-tae was really unfair.

Because... a hole that size was hard to create even if you did your best.

"How the hell did you come up with this? '

Perhaps he has a hidden power, but unfortunately, he has been fighting in this world for too long.

Eres shakes his head as he approaches the cutting edge, looking at the cutting edge of the socket-broken hole and making a face that he doesn't understand.

"It wasn't Kang Tae-tae."

There's no way he could have done that.

These holes... they were traces of something dug out from the inside.

Traces of breaking, melting and dismembering.

'What the hell.'

Eres swallows a murmur, looking like something was made to come out from the inside out and demonstrating its brilliant success.

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

Cuddle-Duck!

In desire, strange objects stubbornly open and falling to the ground.

Sometimes things like the scale of an organism.

Sometimes, it's like a piece of fruit with spines on it.

In fact, all sorts of things were opening and ripening in the trees.

"Okay, and then whatever you make..."

Hansoo, who was putting his hand on the surface of desire, kept thinking about what he was going to do next.

I looked at the statue behind me with a look that I didn't understand.

'... what the hell are you building?'

I would rather make a weapon, but the statue made a curious face as he watched a number of actions that had not been understood before.

What's the point of making rubbish like that?

However, Hansoo continued to produce something without compromising the attitude of the statue. Hansoo frowned because of the momentary flutter in the tree.

The wavelength that touches something deep in the heart.

Whenever Hansoo instills his desire into desire.

Desire was also constantly trying to touch one's inner and deeper depths.

Like persuading me that this would be better if it appeared to you.

As you insist on collecting essences for this.

'You've got to be kidding. It's the same.'

Rrrrgh!

Cough!

Hansoo, who once kicked the wooden plough at himself, turned around and said.

"Come on, let's go."

"... and leave this tree?"

Hansoo smiled and said, in the words of the statue.

"I've taken all the essences out of this tree."

"... crazy."

The statue looks ridiculous.

As you know, the amount of wood essence consumed is proportional to the value of the goods produced.

This means that the more valuable the item, the faster the essence will be consumed.

But you spent all the essence of the tree to make a bunch of crap like that?

'What the hell is this?'

The statue opens in the shape of a fruit and picks up something puffy and puffy, which falls in front of its feet.

No matter how much I look at it, I don't think it's a sea urchin the size of a head, or more, or less. I can't believe these things have consumed so much essence.

Hansoo laughed as he watched the statue of the sea urchin being thrown into the air.

"Have a good night. If it's bad luck, the wrist will fly away."

"What nonsense... I'm 4-star. 4-star."

"Yes, I know you're a four-year-old, so be careful. Take what's left of you. Let's go."

"Damn it..."

The statue grumbles at such a small number of words, but starts preparing to take what fell to the ground and move.

There's nothing left to see here.

Even if he is no longer his slave, there is no choice.

Like he said.

Now he has to make all the others into slaves just like himself.

Otherwise, we'll be hunted by the other creatures looking for us with eyes wide open for human sacrifices of desire.

Though he was fortunate enough to own this tree, he was not confident that his own strength would defeat the others.

"Yes, we do. First of all... let's live. '

Looking at the statue and others preparing to move gently while grumbling, Hansoo turned his head to look at the desire.

'Disgusting fellow.'

Hansoo made an unpleasant face, recalling the urge he had provoked earlier.

The memory that came to mind when he stimulated his desire was not a weapon that could bend the sky once and for all.

People.

Now, many people who are not in their memories have passed through them.

There were men and women.

Some people were older, some looked less than 20 years old.

But I could instinctively tell.

The people who showed desire, to be precise, were the ones who wanted to see it before it was locked.

'Tsk.'

I felt uneasy thinking about what happened before.

At the same time, the sixth seed in his heart came to mind.

Extinction.

However, Hansoo cleared his mind with excitement.

There's so much to do.

'I'll let you live a little longer.'

Hansoo looks at the giant tree standing next to him, lust.

I wish I could burn this arrogant tree right now, but I still can't.

We shouldn't provoke him too soon.

Kuaang!

"Let's go."

Hansoo kicked the tree and turned around, reciting it briefly to those around him and then taking a step toward the next destination.

To the northwest, where the Joneses are.

The statue followed closely behind such a number and asked.

"If we catch... the Joneses, will they be like us now?"

Hansoo nods.

"Maybe. If he were alive."

"...?"

The statue frowned at such a number of words.

'What, are you saying he could be dead?'

It made me feel bad again.

The Joneses have been fighting alongside each other for a long time now.

Their strength knows them better than anyone.

I have survived this godforsaken world for 20 years.

However, I feel like I'm being ignored for some reason because I say things like that.

'Bastard. I want John Nice to punch him in the cheek.'

The statue mutters, throwing and receiving a gross object from the previous land.

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

Cudd-De-Duck.

"... What the hell."

The statue frowned as he watched the scene before his eyes.

A huge craving is shattered and crushed everywhere.

Under desire, the bodies of those who appeared to be sucking the essence were scattered.

Overwhelmed by the Joneses.

'... damn it. This won't save him.'

If the upper half is gone like this, even the transcendental grandfather will not survive.

Then Hansoo, who was watching the scene with the statue, emptied his tongue.

"I knew it."

'Just in case... they let him go.'

Hansoo is far away.

The Savior mutters, gazing toward the direction of Noah.

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