Reincarnator

"Hurrah!"

The moment Min-soo's fist slapped the practicing sphere in front of his eyes.

Kuaang!

A sound came out of my practice.

At the same time.

Thud, thud!

Practical spheres made of axanium were crumpled all over the floor.

The unbelievable destructive power of a 15-year-old.

However, Minsu, who had produced the results, expressing his dissatisfaction.

'Not enough. Not enough.'

Adults always praised me.

No one your age can accomplish that.

There's no one your age can compare to.

But that was his complaint.

He's my age.

He's only 15 years old.

There is no need to say this, but there are many people who are close to 1,000 years of age.

There are literally as many people older than themselves as the stars in the sky, and there are as many people stronger than themselves as the sand on the beach.

The praise of being strong among my peers was not at all satisfying to Min Soo.

The goal he wanted was to be the lowest.

'Phew. You have to be strong.'

Minsu cleared his mind and once again gathered the energy of his whole body.

Red Dragon Blue Orb, situated within the body, provided enormous energy and helped organize the magical power and power.

The power that Barmamund taught me is intertwining with the skills that his great-grandmother taught him.

I'm coming! '

Paper support!

Seeing the recently recovered lump of exanium, Minsu grips it.

This time, I'm going to smash it to pieces.

Back then.

"Hmmm... isn't it here?"

"What?"

Suddenly, Shawn suddenly lost his focus.

No, no, no, no! '

Paaaahhhh!

Seeing the blue sphere that began to flutter like crazy in his hand, Minsu was embarrassed.

This blue sphere is not a stable magical formula taught by great-grandmother.

to combine their own power and randomly increase their destructive power.

Of course, it's devastating, but much less stable.

'Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…!'

Paper work!

Shawn shakes his hand, trying to control the sphere.

If this goes off, we're gonna have a riot.

Although the residence area is protected as a basic station, at least the houses above and below will fly away, including their own.

But vanity.

The blue sphere that was infused with the power of the Warmamund was blown away by the decay of the control ritual at an incredible rate.

No, no, no! '

The moment when Shawn looked at the sphere with a desperate face.

Tsk, tsk!

A hand pops out from behind him and grabs the blue sphere.

Minsu who saw it shouted without my knowledge.

"No!"

Do you know what that is and hold it like that?

If you do something like that, it will explode.

But it's too late.

Pizza bird!

Seeing the blue sphere grabbed by all of his protruding hands, Minsu closes his eyes.

All this time, my life passed me by like a horse's hut.

Training, training, and training.

'Ah... it was a short life. Seriously, if I had known this, I would have made love...'

But a second later, two seconds later, the thunder and flashes did not erupt.

As soon as Shawn tried to make a suspicious face.

"You can open your eyes."

You hear a strange voice coming from above.

With his voice slowly opened his eyes to Minsu's vision.

A man I've never seen before and his blue sphere slowly cools from his hands.

'... who is it?'

Seeing the look of a man who looks pretty solid but has never seen him, Shawn made a suspicious face.

"Isn't this the Eres house?"

"... who are you looking for my great-grandmother?"

Shawn threw himself out at the man without my knowledge.

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"... an old friend?"

"That's right."

He said that and said that he couldn't believe it.

His great-grandmother was over 1,000 years old.

1047, to be exact.

An old friend of my great-grandmother's.

I know all about your great-grandmother's friends.

No, no one in the first place didn't know their great-grandmother's friend.

It's all in the history books.

None of the people who lived in that age were not listed in the history books.

Not to mention the two Keltian presidents or the general.

Kiriel, Chief Mado, John Stone, Del Marcus.

People who are often reprocessed into original creations even though they are tested and not memorized are rare.

Minsu looked suspiciously at the man and asked.

"Tell me and I'll tell you. What's your name?"

"It's Han Soo Kang."

I've never heard of it.

Shawn's suspicions grew bigger and bigger.

'And... there's no registration number.'

Shawn looks ridiculous.

You don't have a registration number.

This is either one of them.

Aliens.

Criminals.

You can report it right now, but you won't need it.

However, there was only one reason why Shawn was not reporting a man.

'... I don't think we should do that.'

It is unusual and inconspicuous.

Prove to me that he did not recognize his movements until the voice of the man was heard immediately.

But it's different to put it in front of your eyes like this.

Strange pressure builds upon you.

To put this in a nutshell...

'... I don't think he should be harmed.'

I'm afraid to even think about it.

We shouldn't even think about hurting this person.

The moment I came to think of this.

Shawn looks ridiculous.

'Nonsense. It's not God.'

I sometimes saw my great-grandmother's colleague, Cyril.

Kiriel must enter if he regards an unmanned human being within ten fingers.

But I've never felt this way about her.

'... you must be mistaken. No way.'

The man who saw Minsu opened his mouth in a grave.

"Eres is sleeping?"

"Of course."

The great-grandmother, who has never seen her before, has been asleep for 100 years.

I don't know why.

'Well, you're old.'

I knew that superhuman age was just a number, but I thought for some reason it might be.

The man asked the question again.

"Do you know where your other friends are?"

"... a friend of great-grandmother's?"

The man nods, and Minsu lets out a small sigh.

"There's only one person. Someone I can go to."

Unmanned people who have lived for over a thousand years, literally with the history that humanity has written on the Abyss.

Some died in the middle of a fight.

Some of them retired after a fight, feeling inflammated.

Some support humanity by fulfilling the mission of being aware of its position and not neglecting its strength.

The previous three cases, of course, can not be met even if you want to meet with the level of Minsu.

Needless to say, those who retire are busy keeping their nests completely isolated and on assignment.

Except for those who are sleeping like great-grandmother.

Horses are sleeping, isolated in a thorough dimensional space, alternately receiving recovery and preservation.

That's why you can only see one person.

"I'll show you."

It'll only take a minute.

We can go to space travel.

However, Minsu, who was trying to activate the quantum transmitter, realized that he didn't have a registration number.

'... it's going to be crazy.'

What if the registrar finds out that the space has been moved?

Defensive forces will come running to arrest this man.

For some reason, Minsu felt that such a situation should never happen.

As Shawn staggers, the man opens his mouth quietly.

"You may walk. I want to watch and take my time."

"... got it."

He nodded his head and began to move his feet. Suddenly, he was curious about something and turned around and asked.

"But what do you want to see me about?"

The man raises his mouth tail and smiles.

"I didn't get a good greeting."

'Nice, by the way.'

The man, Hansoo, smiles a little, looking at the empire of humanity built all around him.

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Noah I was in a frenzy.

"... the bona fide system. It's completely collapsed."

Looking at the distorted, crushed dimensional barrier, the observers swallowed the murmur.

The surrounding walls are shattering and crumbling with only crumbling debris.

I can't even imagine how powerful the beings in that bowl were.

Tales opens his mouth slowly, making a heavy look at the words of those observers.

"... and nothing is observed from the inside?"

"Observation itself is impossible."

One of the observers opened his mouth, expressing grief.

You try to explore the inside with all the means you've built.

Unmanned observation means starting from long distance observation and going directly inward.

Human rights, various investigators.

But they all failed.

Do not spit out what you eat.

No light, no sound, no machine.

If the information about what you put in comes out in a reflective fashion, you can't even touch it because it will measure something.

Now the last resort is man.

But... who's volunteering to go in there?

Talles opens his mouth again while the ships inside the ship remain silent.

"No beings escaped from the inside?"

"There are no observations yet."

Tales, who had heard so far, opened his mouth boldly.

"Turn all available troops, both inside and out, towards the Beacon Mounds."

"... are you talking about both the foreign world and the defensive forces inside the habitat?"

Tales nodded and said with a worried look on his face.

"... The war isn't over yet. And that could be a problem."

Like I said.

They have triumphed and defeated all of Abyss.

But that means you crushed it. That doesn't mean you melted it all down.

Starting with the various dissidents trying to rebel against the current system.

The dissidents on the sixth and seventh flights of stairs have retreated and gone deeper into the dimension.

And... the dangers of being locked up in a prison.

There are many places to stand when you run out of troops.

Tales simply said.

"All of them combined... aren't they more dangerous inside?"

"... Yes."

"Then do it quickly. And if we can't do two more days of reconnaissance, we'll set up an internal expedition."

"... I understand."

Soon.

27 ships.

And the military and superhumans on the seventh floor where humanity lives began to be busy.

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"Here. This is where Cyril lives."

"Oh."

I saw the towers soaring high and let out a little elasticity.

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