Reincarnator

< 110. Solitude (5) >

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Hmmm..."

Belpegor swallows his sights as he looks at the massive sphere floating through the air.

Looking closely, I felt a different level of pressure than when I saw it from afar.

It's not just about size.

Of course, the size of covering the entire sky gives me a feeling of intimidation, but I wouldn't have come here if I had been afraid of it.

They're the ones who can split the mountain with their own hands.

Even if a satellite this size floats in the air, they are confident that they will split it if they give them time.

Assuming it was a normal, moon-like satellite.

A blue aura that wraps around white spheres.

The calm, overwhelming force presses down on the shoulders of Belpegor and the unmanned men following Belpegore.

When Belpegor swallows his depression, watching the flow of energy that bends the surface of white spheres like a giant river that flows calmly but never can be stopped by human power.

John Stone, who was standing next to you, blurts out.

"Why? Are you afraid to go in there?"

"... I don't know what you're talking about. By the way, you said something like this. I asked him to come here and he said he'd stay."

John Stone frowns at Belpegore's words.

'Son of a bitch. Because things keep changing.'

How to be consistent as the situation continues to change.

At first, everyone thought it was better to help out.

But now was not the time to take care of Hansoo.

It is more important to defend their own forces and confront the forces of the oncoming ones than the ones who have been disconnected.

I tried sending the backbones everywhere, but they couldn't even find a trace of it, if it was floating into the sky, if it was off to the ground.

'It's crazy, really. Where did all those people go?'

In this situation, I didn't like John Stone's idea of cutting off power.

We can't afford to send scouts here.Even if there are too many of them here.

You can look around and see it right away.

There are thousands, tens of thousands of ambitious creatures on their faces.

Among the unmanned, those seeking safety and control said they would stay away from the elevator, but these are different.

They will somehow uncover the secrets of a new sphere and take over.

The spheres floating overhead are so dangerous that it's problematic to kill them all, but it's also problematic to have their power in their hands.

It's a hopeful prediction that these guys will use their power correctly when they put it into their hands.

No, I am more likely to do the opposite.

Now these are the ones who took the risk of having those white spheres to gain new power.

And it didn't seem to me like they were taking that kind of risk for others.

So I had to follow him.

We have to stop these Mudskippers from behaving their own way.

'Dammit... I'd rather have them freaked out and run away with something incredibly dangerous inside.'

John Stone mutters, seeing a white sphere floating in the sky.

And that's not actually unlikely.

I talked to Kiriel and heard some of the stories about Hansoo's journey.

An overlap of crisis in the middle of a spy mountain.

John Stone couldn't help but acknowledge the story.

He was crazy, but he was crazy.

It was the same before he lost his memory, after he lost his memory, or he lost his mind.

No, after I lost my memory, I became much more human and understood.

In my right mind, or at least myself, I wouldn't have to crawl into such a dangerous place to bring humanity back to life.

'I just want these guys to run away.'

John Stone mutters as he takes a deep breath, watching Belpegor and other unarmed men prepare to jump up.

Couddeuk!

The distance to the far entrance is well over a dozen kilometers high.

Even if they are, they have to fly for a long time.

The moment of hardship in Belpegor and everyone else's whole body.

Paaaahhhhhh!

"Oh!"

"Oh my… what!"

People are frightened by the sudden blue light that shines on them.

The blue light that erupted from above his head was illuminating exactly the ground on which they stood.

It's like lighting up an actor in a theater.

The strange changes make people look creepy.

This means they've got it right and someone's paying attention.

As some people staggered back and forth,

Papa Papa Papa Papa Papa Papa!

The light from the air began to change its shape as it danced in an instant.

Blue light intertwined and made a wide disk.

Hundreds and thousands of discs made of blue energy.

The discs of light that changed to the size of each one about a meter radius began to spread from heaven to earth.

Like a staircase.

Like guiding them from the ground to the entrance.

Belpegor and John Stone swallow it.

Of course, it doesn't mean they can't get in without it.

But the important thing is something else.

One is that someone on the inside is watching them.

And the other is... someone on the inside wants them to come inside.

The staircase of light stretched out as an invitation is proof of that.

I made it for fun, but the power of the light inside it is unimaginable.

We have enough energy to physicize the energy.

If the person on the inside didn't want them to come in, there's nothing odd about making a staircase with that thing right now. Evidence of a clear invitation.

When people hesitate for a moment in response to the suspicious response.

Belpegor ventures down the stairs.

'Dammit... I've already made my move.'

We don't know what's in there.

But if he thinks he's dangerous in there, if he's so determined to kill himself, there's no reason to lure him in.

If we launch an attack now, there's nothing wrong with it.

Then there is no reason to decline this invitation.

I haven't... gotten what I wanted yet.

Tutu Tung!

Despite the large number of stairs, each and every one of them rises cheerfully up the stairs as if walking.

The other transcendental leaders who saw it swallow their saliva, and soon began to soar up behind Belpegor.

in a similar way to Belpegor.

'... damn it. I can't not go in there.'

Seeing that, John Stone sighed and began to head toward the massive white sphere behind them, holding his axe firmly.

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

"Let's get them all inside?"

Eres nods at the words of the Keldian.

"I told you, the Ark is vast... and we need more registrants to use all of these features."

Noah said with a smile.

< Excellent choice. The more registrants you have, the more features you'll have. >

Seeing Noah like that, Eres lets out a breath.

Eres himself always thinks there is a cause and reason for every outcome.

It seems to me... that this giant white sphere was made.

And this white sphere needs this much power.

It's a white sphere that has been designed to exert so much power that no creators have ever ridden.

There must be a reason for everything.

And Eres' intuition was telling us.

If there's a reason for all of these things, unfortunately... the things that are causing them won't be particularly advantageous to them.

Causality is established under one cause for these to exist in the first place.

A white sphere with this immense power means that there is an opponent who needs Noah.

'We need to keep our strength up just in case.'

Eres mutters.

If Noah designed the Red Orb to require eighteen, it means there must be eighteen forces.

We should increase the number of users in case of that.

And that's consistent with Eres' ideology.

His ideology was a reminder that he respected human possibilities and had to save as many people as he could.

But I'm not an idiot myself.

There's nothing more foolish in this world than blindly trusting people.

Eres said, looking at Keldians and Clementine.

"So... first of all, you agreed to let them in and watch them without registering?" "

Let's take a look at the period.

What were they thinking down there?

Who leads them, what they think.

They don't know anything.

That's why we have to look into it first.

It creates space in the ark, sees what they're doing, and decides whether to let them stay in it completely.

The Keldian nods.

And even Clementine.

'Clementine, I don't know why I asked you that question before... but I'll be right again.'

If you are given the right to take someone into the new world, you take as many as you can.

They'll be comrades and comrades there to protect their backs.

In this godforsaken world... only humans can truly be trusted.

'Maybe not.'

She smiles bitterly as she looks at Clementine with a smile that still has no meaning.

My confident smile always gives stability to others, but when I disagree, I try to make people anxious.

Maybe Clementine was right again.

But Eres shakes his head.

'No.'

If we can't trust even the same Humans, all we have left is despair.

It's a terrible thing that Auroth is left all alone... with no one to trust in this great world.

'Phew. Yeah. I believe.'

Until now, he was right.

So if you prove yourself right in the future, that's it.

After taking a deep breath, Eres made his way up a staircase and prepared to greet travelers coming through the hallway.

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

Kuaaaaaaang!

< More people are floating. Shouldn't we slowly go out and clean up? >

< Hey, man. It's serious out there. >

The demons continue to roar on the inside.

It's isolated on the inside, but you can tell the situation on the outside.

The power of Mormart, Lord of the Legion.

Earlier, the number of flies that had swept through the area did not recover completely.

I wanted to see what was going on around Noah.

Although I could not examine the interior of Noah and the area far away from Noah, it was helpful just to look around Noah.

"Take care... of it."

Get out of here.

Having learned this, Hansoo slapped the beast with his shield, ignoring the demons' words.

Kuaaaaang!

A shield filled with red energy disdains its own natural function, causing the running wolf-shaped beast to land in one fell swoop.

Unlike a slightly hazy red bacterium sword, a vivid crimson glow like blood.

The demons watching from the inside frown.

'Mad manager… but give crazy person strange skills instead.'

Barmar grits his teeth as he looks at the frenzy of his hand wrapped in scarlet gold.

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