Reincarnator

Cough.

The statue that saw the corpse torn apart everywhere swallowed a groan.

What killed him? Human? "

You can tell by the traces.

It was never bitten by something as big as an animal.

No, on the contrary.

Never, he's not that big.

About three feet tall?

Maybe even smaller.

'I don't know.'

The statue frowns.

But I could tell you a few things.

that these unknown individuals are never alone.

At the same time, many disturbing traces prove it.

And... never friendly to humans.

The traces of me here are not necessarily a collision.

'You ran like a mad dog.'

A trail that rushes like it's about to bite the other person's breath.

The backbone of the statue creeped me out.

Those strong enough to dismantle the Joneses alive are hiding in these woods with a homicidal maniac on their hands.

However, the statue or not, Hansoo walked toward desire and looked at the condition of the tree.

Whoo-hoo.

A pillar of torn desire trembles.

One could see that it was caused by pain, but one could see it.

'I think you're pissed.'

Hansoo, who put his hand on the desire, mutters.

Essence is already at the bottom.

Hansoo realizes that he has nothing to do, shouting back to the statue.

"Let's move."

"... to where?"

The statue, looking at the fallen corpses, mutters with a shivering expression.

I can't believe these lunatics have to go into a wandering forest.

Hansoo smiled.

"We need to move faster than these guys."

If we leave them alone, every last Transcendent will be bitten to death.

No, some of them, to be precise, will survive, but over time, the result will be the same.

With eyes on the sweet honey, there's no stopping a predator from attacking from behind.

'You can't do that.'

If we keep them alive, we'll be able to keep them healthy.

Wouldn't it be a shame to let them all die?

Hansoo examines the footsteps.

These guys are instinctively investigating the weakest ones.

If he didn't show up properly, the group would have been eaten.

Naturally, the next target was predicted.

"The next weaklings are west of here?"

The statue frowns slightly.

"He's a bit of a pervert himself..."

The murmuring statue looks west.

If you just teach me the direction, Hansoo will take care of it.

'By the way... when is he going to wake up?'

After restoring Eron, the statue kicks its tongue, staring at Carl Acus, who is stunned.

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"Oh! Oh!"

A man was sitting on a tree, amazed.

Every time the man raises his hand to desire and concentrates his mind, a sudden drop of fruit rises from above the desire and falls down.

Thud, thud!

As soon as one of the fallen fruits fell to the ground, a cracking sound broke out.

Then a peculiar-looking weapon appeared in it.

"Oops…"

A man, Del Marcus, yells at one of the runners to pick up his cowardly weapon.

"Hey! Take care of that! How precious!"

One of the men running to the horse grunts, his mouth twitching.

"Damn... rare. Because it's all yours. '

The servant, Elronto, mutters, picking up his weapon from the ground.

A blade made of essences from this giant tree.

The performance was just enormous.

To be coveted by the transcendental self.

This should be quite useful for the man over there, Del Marcus.

But it's literally worth it.

'Eventually... it's fake.'

Del Marcus, who received the sword that Elronto grumbled at, began to stroke the blade in his hand with a lovable look.

"Uh-huh. I was jealous of Kang Tae's possession of this knife."

If you kill the opponent, you will absorb blood.

Bleeding function automatically when wounded.

Chance to cause thunder and poison clouds to burst and infect.

An amazing item to make Kang Tae-tae a Berserker.

[El Maha's Carnage Sword]

I can't tell you how jealous he was when he saw he had the knife.

Even all the options on that knife are random, and I can't believe you chose them to suit your own taste.

'He's lucky... he's crazy.'

I was jealous every time I saw it, but it made me feel better to get a copy like this.

They say it's a bit of a push, but it's not something you push around.

'It's all because of the tree.'

Del Marcus looks at desire with a lovable expression.

This is possible because you were able to write the desires of two or three people by yourself.

Even though the subordinates seem a little frustrated about not returning anything to themselves, they can be stamped as hard as they want.

"Hey, what's up?"

Elronto frowns at Del Marcus' words as he makes his way towards himself.

"... I don't care. Just pick it up and fight like a mad dog."

"Son of a bitch. Look at you talking."

Ow! Ow!

'Ugh, this fucking human.'

Elronto glares at Del Marcus.

But I have no complaints.

Del Marcus is a cruel and unjust man.

The best thing is never to share, and if you get the chance, the best thing you should have is yourself.

When an opponent is as strong and dirty as themselves, they allow a little slack, but there is no mercy for characters as weak and adaptable as they are to the world.

But they follow Del Marcus for one reason.

At least the man, Del Marcus, was fair in one way or another.

Only to strengthen your greed.

The strength you gain is your first step forward.

A man who risked his life to become stronger, and risked his life to show off and use the power he gained.

Although I am disqualified as a leader, there can't be more than this man to follow his own life in this godforsaken world.

Fight the bravest, the bravest in front of anyone.

Just looking at the things created by desire right now.

Eres' shield.

The wand of the Kelian.

Kang Tae-tae's knife.

Tae-hee's Archangel.

Stage, Stage, Stage, and Stage.

I didn't make anything that wouldn't help me fight.

If you've been wandering the world for 20 years and come across this strange tree, you can make a pack of spirits, a pack of cigarettes, or a girl to play with.

And that's why everyone here complained and followed Del Marcus.

Something didn't feel right.

'... I don't think it's the end.'

A strange atmosphere has been circling the entire forest for some time.

A strange aura that stimulates people's fundamental unpleasantness.

And everyone here knew what that felt like.

There is something else.

Something to stimulate their fundamental survival instincts.

In this situation, it would have been even more inappropriate for Markus to create something pleasant and try to please himself.

At that moment.

Del Marcus looks away from the forest, wriggling his eyebrows.

'... what is it?'

In response to Del Marcus' unusual reaction, Elronto also opened his eyes and began watching where Del Marcus was looking.

Soon.

Cough!

Kung fu!

The light and sound amplified by the skill that sensitively awakens all senses began to enter Elronto's eyes and ears as well.

'... are fighting.'

Something is battling a mile outside.

It's miles away, but for superhumans like them, it's a real mile away.

If you want to see it, you can see it, and if you want to run, you can reach it quickly.

Elronto's naturally amplified vision begins to sweep across their faces.

Two kinds of crazy fighting.

One class was very familiar to me.

They were the ones who had just had a pot of rice.

Carl Acus? '

Two transcendents who are much weaker than Del Marcus, but stronger than themselves.

I heard they're fighting over a tree a little farther from here. Why are they over there?

Elronto's interest has naturally flowed to the opponent who is fighting them.

Soon, Elronto's face was filled with unpleasantness.

'What is that?'

Those bastards with freakishly deformed faces are chasing after the Lagoon and Carl Acus.

Some are like animals and some are like humans.

I don't know what it is.

But instinctively, I knew one thing.

They're the ones that have been upsetting them for some time now.

'... where it came from.'

As he narrows his eyes, a short word pops out from Del Marcus, who was standing next to him.

"Hey, let's go."

"... running away?"

Del Marcus nods at the confrontation of Erlotto.

"That's not the end. There's more behind us."

Del Marcus, stronger than Erlotto, saw more than Erlotto, so he could see more.

It's not the end of those guys fighting over there.

The killing is getting stronger.

Living in the wind was tingling my skin.

It's best to avoid it at this time.

Avoiding unnecessary fights is the shortcut to longevity.

"... what do they do?"

Elronto carefully asked what Del Marcus said.

Though they were divided into quarrels, not long ago they fought back to back.

Del Marcus grumbles at the words of Elronto.

"Oh, shut up. What's so pretty about them running away to live on their own? I'm more important to you guys than me."

"Commander..."

"Hey, pack your things. If you want to make it desire, make it quick. Just give me one minute..."

Then.

Del Marcus' expression, which was rushing to Elronto, hardens.

At the same time.

Cha-cha!

Dell Marcus' weapon, tied behind his back, erupts and runs into the bush.

Kuaang!

Four of Del Marcus' favorite weapons strike through the bushes.

An attack that wouldn't be unusual if a common Transcendent fell from a single attack just now.

But Del Marcus frowned and tightly grabbed Elmaha's slaughter sword, which I had made earlier.

At the same time, Eres' shield, which was made out of desire, began to squeeze out the energy of the whole body.

"Commander... what?"

Elronto looks embarrassed.

Del Marcus has been so nervous for so long.

Then.

"Where are you going? Do you know what charity they're offering to fight for you right now?"

Chug Chug.

A man covered in ominous red paint walks out of the ground throwing the four weapons Del Marcus just fired.

In the left hand, thirteen shadows faint behind the man holding the head of an unknown monster.

As soon as I saw a man with a blood clot who didn't know whose body it belonged to, I felt his spine tighten.

At that moment.

Hansoo walked out of the forest, smiling and opening his mouth.

"Do you want to come with me when I say it? Or do you want me to make sure?"

"It's a damn world. Really."

There are some things that are never-ending.

Where did that come from again?

Del Marcus, who squeezed Elmaha's slaughter sword, mutters with a hollow expression.

...........

Eres looks inside the hole and narrows his eyebrows.

Inside the hole is the perfect enclosure.

A huge, white locker room that has no entrance.

If it were a residential space, there would be no way to make it like this.

'Whatever they were doing.'

Eres frowns, looking at the furious claw marks and nail prints all around the wall.

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