Reincarnator

It was Kang Tae-tae who answered Eres' question.

"Do you want to know something like that? Wasn't he just a genius?"

"... I hope you're comfortable. Really."

Eres sighs as he looks at his strength.

In fact, I admit to some extent.

The images that have been shown so far can be fitted, assuming to some extent.

Clementine always preferred to be prepared for any number of occasions, and was able to appropriately distribute and execute everything she had.

Release the people below to gather information and prepare for emergencies.

The Keldian complained that it was inefficient and that Eres himself was anxious about pressuring people too much, and Kang Tae-tae grumbled as if he was bothering to do something like that.

But now I know.

There were times when five would become useless if you prepared ten.

Three of them were quite helpful.

The two saved their lives.

Perhaps without Clementine, their numbers would have halved by the time they got up here.

Maybe they're all dead.

'But... this isn't it.'

Careful preparation, clear information navigation, and the reasoning and assumptions on it.

So far, this has been explainable to some extent.

But here, Noah can't explain.

Horses are to the north. As they leave their desires and come here, the land is hundreds of thousands of square kilometers wide.

A mysterious object made of these massive white structures, but not detected by their skills or abilities.

He's buried deep underground, and you can't possibly find him.

Plus, some of the weird things I showed you on the way here.

'That's weird.'

Clementine smiles and asks.

"I have a question for you, too. You answer my question... and I'll tell you."

"What?"

As she narrows her eyes and asks, Clementine smiles and answers.

"Eres, you've always wanted to save as many lives as you could and join them. There's endless possibilities for everyone."

Eres nods without even knowing it.

Because you really thought so.

There's only one person in this godforsaken world I can trust.

Humans are allowed to be invincible, and it's the only way to fight our enemies.

The stronger each traveler becomes, the stronger their strength becomes as the group gathers.

It's just how to tie them together and control them.

Moreover, Eres himself has exercised all of his abilities to practice his beliefs and has proven at least not yet that he is wrong.

With such a nod, Clementine smiles and asks the question again.

"I'm really curious... if you had the right to choose someone to go into the new world, would you really choose everyone? One look at their possibilities?"

After finishing her speech, Clementine looks to the far south.

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

Kuaaaaang!

John Stone breathes as he looks at the slime-like creature.

He looks ridiculous, but he's resistant to all kinds of crazy attacks and melts his skin just by touching his body.

Absorbs the body of a melted opponent, restoring his or her health and raising his or her weight.

"Damn... slime is a Level 1 dragon, right? What the hell! '

Freezing is useless and burning is useless.

Can be swallowed or split when poisoned.

The first time I saw him, I wondered how he was supposed to catch this thing.

However, John Stone takes a deep breath and grabs his right hand.

Moment.

Paaaaaaaaah!

A tremendous vibration seeps into Jon Stone's fingertips.

John Stone, who created enough vibrations to drop all over the place, struck the skin of the jumping creature.

Tsk, tsk!

The sound of the flesh melting in his skin sounds confusing.

But there was another sound in John Stone's ears as well.

Hundreds of thousands, millions of vibrations that make up his whole body sound chaotic and broken.

As soon as he heard that sound, John Stone raised the axe in his left hand and swung it.

With the monsters.

"Hurrah!"

Paddy-duck!

A red axe splits open the slime in front of you.

Slimes that have been running back and forth between my body and my body, even though they have been split.

But this time it was different.

Stupid!

The frozen slime splits into pieces and scatters to the winds, as if the ice is shattered.

Seeing it, John Stone calls out in a loud voice.

"Turn up the frequency and paralyze the core first and crush it! Tell me if there's a better way!"

"OK… Khh!"

Kuaang!

Soon.

The skill starts to warp as a sound erupts from all sides.

All living in the purple, 7th arrondissement.

There are no unacceptable unauthorized people using the means John Stone spoke of.

If you don't know the solution, you have no reason to be pushed.

Soon, the travellers made progress and gradually pushed Slime's army away.

Despite the increasingly favorable situation, John Stone was not relaxed, and soon sighed a small sigh of relief.

Not only slime beasts, but new factions came out of nowhere.

'That's it. I feel better now.'

At this point, the other guys were popping out.

Other horses with completely different characteristics, completely different shapes than before.

And that's why they've been pushed so far.

Various forms of heterogeneity that are extremely challenging to deal with.

It's easy to deal with weaknesses only if you know them.I 've never seen them before, so you can't know their weaknesses.

As soon as I found my weakness and became more comfortable to deal with, other creatures swooped in from beneath my feet or through the forest.

I don't know if I'll be able to deal with them if they keep coming.

But at some point, the joining of new factions began to slow down.

The numbers did not diminish, but the new ones disappeared and only the ones I had seen kept pushing in.

So I have no choice but to spare myself.

Quadrudrudruple!

"Phew... Phew."

Under the serpent-shaped heterosexual's breast, John Stone sighs of relief as he looks down at the falling one, aiming for a red glowing jewel.

Now it's really worth it.

In fact, the crowded enemies appeared to want to wait in the forest, not replenish the heretics, whether they were for the purpose of reorganization or being pushed back.

And after a while.

Quadrudrudruple!

One of the travelers who smashed the last one who ran screamed loudly.

"Ahhhh! It's over!"

The last two big rhinos in the cavity were completely organized around it.

'Phew.'

Then John Stone sighs and thinks about something else.

'Stay close.'

Apparently, the ones who came up here first have already started moving north.

This place is important right now, but I can't sleep without them.

We have to go up there and contain it, or we have to do something about it.

'Yes... everyone says they're tired, but we can heal as we go up.'

This is as far as crazy thinking goes, John Stone looks around and shouts out loud.

"Wait! Don't stop! Let's work a little harder! We have to go up now!"

John Stone's cry echoes across the room.

A loud, resounding voice that clearly communicated Slime's weakness earlier.

Now that I've seen everyone's voice drive out Slime with one mind, there's no doubt that John Stone's voice was communicated to everyone again.

Unfortunately, people's reactions were a little different than before.

'... Come on.'

John Stone frowns, looking at the silent ones.

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

Kuaaaaaaang!

"Aaaah! Seriously! Hey! Why are we the only ones doing this?"

The statue that split them up from all around screams out loud.

Enemies, enemies, enemies everywhere.

Earlier, I took some notice of their situation, and I had to fix my idea quickly because I thought that if I pretended to be difficult this time, I would pull it back.

I almost got thrown to the front and died.

Earlier, I said I felt softer because I spoke to him, but he didn't have compassion when I needed him.

Quadruple!

In response, Hansoo, who was splitting up a race of heterosexuals, muttered a little.

"We don't need any out of control."

I'm not disappointed because I have no expectations.

If he had expected more from them, he wouldn't have come up alone in the first place.

You must have dragged him up here and been a good boy.

But Hansoo was not confident.

I'm sure I can control them all.

It's not just one or two, but how do we get the people counting in billions to work?

A number that cannot even be a bacterium sword.

He is, quite frankly, a warrior, a vanguard type, not a general or a king.

Swinging the hammer around with their heads helps solve the problem.

He exclaimed with a nonsense expression that there was no statue in such words.

"What? We?"

Hansoo shrugged.

It means you need an explanation.

Such a number of attitudes made everyone's teeth snap, including statues.

Because he was right.

They're letting them go in the first place, but the current position difference is clear.

He's the owner.

They are slaves.

Just the difference, or something better.

He's not resting comfortably, putting himself ahead of him.

No, we were actually focusing on crushing our enemies while fighting the hardest at the front.

By the way... is that thing getting stronger? Or is it healing? '

The statue makes a long face as he fights.

It's normal to get tired when you fight.

However, the skills that erupted around his body were increasing with each passing pass.

Whoo-hoo!

An enormous number of insect swarms, similar to the ones he had before, flew away with a deafening sound of wings.

Similar, but clearly different from before.

They were not his servants, they were a race with hostility towards him.

It even looks different.

Billions of people with only one palm.

I feel like I've literally swept water out of the river, even with my skills swept away.

At that moment.

Kuaaaaang!

He stepped down.

As soon as he stepped down, yellow clouds rose from the shadow beneath his feet and spread all over the place.

As soon as the black cloud that was flying mixed with the yellow cloud, something happened.

Rrrrgh!

Aaaaaaah!

Hansoo and the creatures who flew in a straight line stared at each other and began to bite desperately.

They gnawed each other's wings and legs and dismembered their bodies.

The power of Melcasharis, the pervert.

'Earlier... I didn't use it that wide.'

When the yellow-smoked bastards saw each other being hit and the statue drifted down.

Hansoo said briefly.

"Almost there."

"What? Someday..."

Boooooo!

As the black clouds began to fade away from each other, I saw the scene beyond.

A clear passageway through the white surface.

But I began to see something else in their eyes.

Whoo-hoo!

Is that... is that power? '

The expression is rubbish, but the statue only tells you how it feels.

Literally.

The massive hull slowly ignites.

Blue light wrapped around the whole thing.

And Hansoo, who was watching it, muttered.

'Which one are you going to choose?'

Destruction or manipulation.

What Clementine chose in her past life was the destruction of that giant ship, Noah.

I don't know if she didn't know how to control it or for some other reason, but Clementine rushed in to actively destroy it, and herself and her colleagues fought desperately to stop her.

But this time I don't know.

'What are you going to do?'

Hansoo mutters as he looks at the incoming ship.

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