Reincarnator

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The rate at which the Red Orb woke up was accelerating.

And so Noah's insides were racing.

But it's been a long time since I've cared about that heat.

Kuaaaaaaang!

The hammer slaps Clementine hard.

Clementine, as usual, is a devastating blow to the ground in a single stroke.

Unfortunately, it wasn't Clementine who was inside.

One step ahead of that, and thus forcibly rearranging Clementine's body.

'That's it.'

Quadrudruple!

A long force protrudes from Clementine's fingertips, raising her right hand to block the hammer.

Quadrudrudruple!

Speech I learned while crossing the orange zone using this language.

I didn't study hard because I didn't have a hobby in combat, but it didn't have a big problem.

I think it's a little bit pushy, but...

Noah pushes back momentarily, creating a single spear in the air.

A breakthrough technique that was created at the same time because I was bored with studying just maddening.

A Spear of Destruction that was created with the energy of the Axanium and Red Orb of the ark.

And her soul, Clementine's refined flesh.

Wood Duck!

With a spear in his hand, Noah throws everything he can into the ground.

At the same time.

Kuaaaaaaang!

A meteor-like collision swept through Noah's interior.

It was so intense that the surface of the red-hot furnace, which was shining so far, was like a candle that met the wind.

Quadrudrudruple!

Clementine picks up her shield and fends off the shock. She grunts and chews Noah's words.

"The number of my people is growing..." "

Hansoo could understand that.

What purpose this world was constructed for.

What the Seven Realms' legacies were prepared for.

"By the way...

The legacy of each zone was not something that emerged as civilizations developed.

that really suddenly appeared and twisted the direction of civilization itself.

The world number did. The physical enhancement procedure did.

The plan to transfer the flesh to the Jingdam and the upper races has driven the Jinns of the Yellow Zone to their destruction.

The green zone has developed spirits, but in return, the entire tribe has walked the path of being trapped in the game world.

Not to mention the blue and navy areas that were explicitly left behind.

And it all happened in one hand.

Suddenly, by a bunch of geniuses who don't know where they came from.

The Nepalese built a giant tower in the green and developed a spirit.

The king of the Jinns, who persuaded the Jinns in the Yellow Zone to execute the plan of the Physical Warfare.

Even the Akron geniuses who built the soul transporter in orange.

"That was you."

Hansoo, who is pushed back and forth, mutters, looking at Noah.

At that.

"I've been through a lot."

Noah nods, smiling.

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

They, Neropa, were a lifelong race that changed bodies based on their souls.

The great civilization they built is a byproduct of a race spirit that has been growing and growing indefinitely, preserving eternal life.

The user burns the target's soul and consumes it. It produces a more refined and improved soul. When the target reaches its limit, the user finds another body and moves on.

After a tremendous number of years of repetition, their civilization has reached a point where it can explore the universe and look down on other species.

Fold the space-time continuum and shape the soul to live an immortal life close to the Almighty.

The confronting factions are merely inferiors, and occasionally useful ones kneel before their advanced civilizations.

Destroy planets, compress them, use them as materials, fold stars, put them inside ships, and then use them as energy sources.

At this point, it is natural to think of one thing in the minds of the tribes.

We are truly worthy to be called God.

I had to stop thinking all the time.

The moment they went into action to bring that idea to life, a catastrophe struck them.

< My favorite thing.... It tramples on arrogant bastards like you. It's worth the wait. >

A playful tone that cannot be thought of as a god.

The moment a spirit of existence is conveyed in the heads of the entire species.

The catastrophe has begun.

The bodies that were filled with their souls could no longer endure, and the dying monsters swiftly swept through the entire species.

In the original way, the flesh that accepts their souls must be able to exert more power.

I had to.

Even the same flesh changes what is contained in it.

Same hardware, different software.

Neropa must also protect the body in which his soul burns, so it is natural to give them powerful power.

The subordinates who saw its power fought with each other to accept Neropa.

However, the moment of the seizure changed.

The rotting flesh of their souls begins to rot.

The Neropaths have switched bodies over and over, but nothing has changed.

It lasted for some time, but within less than a year, the vagina developed, and the bodies that contained their souls became as if they had been crushed for thousands of years.

Then the Neropas realized.

It's not just the new flesh that matters.

The cause was with them.

Since their souls were poisoned by the curse of God, all their souls were destroyed.

Neropa is desperate.

The Nelkipedia and the Red Orb spread throughout the universe were still intact, but they still had the power to wipe out tens of thousands of planets and create hundreds of stars, but it didn't work.

Their own kind is doomed to use it, but what's the point?

Their souls were also healthy, but only if they were in the flesh.

The fate of their kind is determined at the moment of God's wrath.

Feel the fear of eternity in the decaying flesh, with only the soul intact.

No, it's hard to hold out much longer with such a strong spirit.

Weak marriages drive people crazy, because they can't.

But they didn't give up.

They still have one hope left.

One of God's favorite seeds they uncovered.

The transcendence that only Orlot existed in their own race that ruled the universe.

That's why he was the only one who could escape the curse of God.

I decided to put all hope in the Seed.

Their goal is one.

< Don't block the means and methods. We're... in deep hibernation from now on. In the meantime, you find a way. >

Whether to lift the curse of God.

Or create a new body that can withstand the curse of God.

So all their kind fell asleep in the ark, Noah.

He began a long journey.

At first, I wandered all over Abyss to ask God for help.

In the original world, there was no problem to wander around the Abyss to some extent in the words of Hansoo, who reached the extreme of transcendence.

But Don Noah was desperate, circling Abyss.

This god was out of his mind.

I made them fight and fight for their own happiness and joy.

I resent their kind for messing with his temper.

He said he was fine in the Abyss, but there were so many that were stronger than him, and they had hardly seen him succeed by asking God for something.

Noah looks at it and turns.

Find a way with your own strength.

I left the body I had raised and went up to the world in a state of spirituality.

So I traveled all over the world, researching all kinds of species and developing new technologies.

Civilizations, races, and all the other extinctions had limited knowledge in their heads, and sometimes it was difficult, but when they thought of their own kind sleeping in an ice tube, they were able to survive.

They were creating and building a body that their race spirit could survive.

A fairy appears.

'Tsk.'

After that, Noah shrugs.

Though I circled around a bit, it was all resolved eventually.

The contract with the fairy solved a small problem that could have happened.

Humans brilliantly gathered their findings and stood in front of them like this.

And the biggest contributor to that achievement, and the one who's going to get in the way now... is dying.

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Noah surrounds himself with his full strength from his whole body, looking at the pushed action.

"Don't worry too much. I'll take good care of that body."

A body that strong is definitely useful.

Their own kind deals with souls.

It's an empty horn. You just have to fill it up.

Then.

Pounding!

Hansoo stares at Noah and mutters.

"Not the last... means I have to kick your ass." "

'You seem to have a lot to hide.'

Hansoo mutters, remembering Clementine.

Power itself is not a problem.

If we continue to fight like this, how can we win?

Their strength was strong, but they didn't seem particularly familiar with combat.

But there's no time.

His power is increasing endlessly now, but his soul is also burning rapidly in return.

At first, the soul, which was the size of a headache, was now reduced to the size of a fist.

It's almost time to become a puppet.

They don't push too hard to know that.

'I don't know what you're thinking.'

Whether he was trying to stop himself or use himself.

Or he was trying to help himself.

But here's the thing.

He predicted the existence of the creature that took over his body, and he wanted to destroy it.

She has no intention of reconciliation with Clementine and no intention of reconciliation, but at least one of those thoughts is consistent.

That he needs to be erased.He's the only one who can do it.

'I'll let you play.'

Quadrudruple!

Hansoo mutters, grabbing the hammer in his hand.

We don't have much time before we lose consciousness.

Skill can only be used once.

But... once is enough.

The consciousness soon fades, but you continue to climb as long as your soul burns.

Now we've hit just below the seventh star.

This much can be used.

Some of the skills you used in your past life.

'This... is the technique that killed the Barbamund.' '

Skill that killed the Demon King of the 6th Dynasty.

At the same time.

Quadrudrudruple!

The tip of Junior's hammer sack starts ringing with a loud rumbling sound.

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