Reincarnator

A giant tower.

A total of 229 floors of giant towers made by Kiriel have one purpose.

I wanted to do something I'd seen in a comic book before.

< Training Tower >

There's one strong man on one floor.

Challengers have the right to challenge the power of that floor.

Winning gives the floor to the winner and gives him the right to a new challenger.

And on the top floor is Kiriel's confidence.

'... But I'm bored because I haven't had a challenger in a year.'

Kiriel mutters.

Looks like the guy who came at me before was too arrogant to do anything about it, so he smashed it to pieces.

'But what happened? Is there no one who can beat me?'

The moment Kiriel was about to lay on the bed with his head up.

"Mr. Kiriel! I'm home!"

229th floor, towards the outdoor garden.

Kiriel shakes his head with a gentle shout coming from the outside.

"Still arrogant. '

Kiriel?

Those who can call themselves that throughout humanity will be counted among ten fingers.

Not to mention a kid the size of a squirrel.

'You must have come here for another reason. Come to the entrance, by the way.'

Going up from the first floor of Bonavana would have been annoying.

Kiriel shakes his head and decides to play a little.

He's definitely talented.

I was always a little burdened to look at myself with strange aspirations, but since I am Eres' grandson, I can tolerate that.

Kiriel walks toward the door and shouts, "Open the door."

"Kid, next up, first floor..."

But at that moment, Cyril looked unbelievable.

"It's been a while."

"Uh-huh? What do you think?"

As he looks at the man standing next to Shawn, Cyril looks stunned.

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"Go downstairs and play. Mr. John Stone is gonna play nice with you."

"What the..."

In the words of Cyrillic, who chases him out, Shawn gives a rough look, but he has to move on.

Otherwise I'd have thrown him out on the 229th floor.

No, I felt like I shouldn't have come between them before.

'... he must have been a real friend.'

After Shawn disappeared to the 228th floor.

Cyril comes back to the tangent room and sits in front of Hansoo.

I still can't believe it.

Cyril, who had been silent for a long time, opens his mouth slowly.

"... What have you been up to?"

I had a lot to say and a lot to ask, but I couldn't think of anything else to say first.

Hansoo replied with a small smile.

"Well, I've been doing what I've always done."

"Ah…"

He looks at the number of words and says that Kiriel asked a bad question.

At least Kiriel and the rest of humanity, a hundred years ago, were no longer at the end of the Great War against the Horsemen, including the Barbamuntes.

But one thing will be different.

He knew where Hansoo was.

Bon Temps.

Abyss' greatest two-dimension, assembled and assembled with all kinds of magical objects.

"The fight... is it over?"

Hansoo shakes his head.

"Not yet."

"...?"

"Before that, I just wanted to say hello."

"... I still really don't get it."

Hansoo smiles, looking at Kiriel's small sigh and opens his mouth with a look of curiosity.

"But they don't know my name, do they?"

I don't know why you say this, but what you've done is not so strange to be published in front of the history books.

It's almost a national myth, given what you've done in history.

But when I came, I heard no mention of myself at all.

No, I left nothing unattended and couldn't find a trace.

It's like erasing a record.

Kiriel nods.

"We all agreed. Let's not dwell on you."

"... why?"

Kiriel smiles bitterly and mutters.

"Everyone... had such high expectations of you."

That day.

The day Hansoo tore the sky and brought down the wings of an angel.

Humanity thought they were the only ones left to be saved.

If their leader had brought down 13 pairs of wings,

If you had the power to hammer a giant primitive dragon that threatened them all with one blow.

No one will have to think that.

However, Hansoo who appeared suddenly disappeared faster than it appeared.

White, 13 pairs of wings were instantly darkened.

Hansoo disappeared to the other side faster than he appeared.

"But... you know what? But they still can't give up on you?"

Kiriel grins.

Hansoo disappeared and they did not reach the pacific zone.

The powerful monsters are gone, but they are still a threat to the enemy, and the horrific factions continue to rush in, if you can imagine.

It took them over a decade to completely conquer their stronghold, even the Black Jade Jade Dragon, which had disappeared from their leader immediately.

Over 10 million deaths and several times as many injuries.

Those factions keep coming at us.

Ten, twenty, thirty years...

Whenever they fought like that and tried to break down, it was a thought that entered their minds.

< Perhaps... maybe he will tear up the sky like that day. >

< They may be able to stand in front of us and lead us in a stronger manner. >

And, you know.

They were unfaithfully betrayed whenever they expected.

Every time I faced a tribe, they fought hard enough to be prepared for one destruction.

Every time I confronted a tribe, I had thousands or tens of thousands of expectations that there might be a number of them.

At the end of the war against one faction, I realize it again.

All their expectations were betrayed again.

Futile hope is worse than despair.

People got more tired every time they were betrayed in a difficult situation.

Worse.

And yet I couldn't be angry.

Nevertheless, I couldn't forget.

How to forget and how to be angry.

Hansoo makes decisions for them, and we all know where and how he fights.

That's why they decided.

At least let's not give their newborn offspring false hope.

Therefore, I completely erased the existence of one number.

Not in books, not in records, not in oral.

For the first 100 years, it was passed down to some extent by the oral palace, but the thousand years were really long.

"Still, it's kind of like a fairy tale. Something about a corrupt angel."

"The Fallen Angel..."

After seeing such an act, Cyril opens his mouth to turn the conversation around.

"Enough nonsense... shall we have some fun?" "

As soon as I saw Hansoo, I instinctively felt it.

No, I knew it when I said I had one fight left.

I'm gonna sneak away again.

There's not much time to laugh and brag... not much longer.

'But... we can't talk about that.'

We haven't seen each other in a thousand years.

During that time... neither of them lived in peace.

They fought and fought and survived until now.

If you want to tell a bad story, the night will never end.

But the good news is different.

That should be enough to tell us before Hansoo goes.

'Maybe I have more to tell you.'

Kiriel grins.

What's there to hear from a man who's been fighting for a thousand years?

I smashed some guy's skull open, smashed some guy's skull open...

I don't want to hear any of this.

'I'll do it.'

Kyrial mutters to herself, slowly opening her mouth.

Stories to spend the night.

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"Married to Gang-tae?"

"Yes, why are you so surprised?"

"Hmmm..."

'From what I understand... the Keldians liked Eres.'

Hansoo mutters to himself, shaking his head.

A thousand years.

No matter what happens in the meantime, it's not weird.

"What about the Keldians?"

"I'm married to Sophia. I was so insulted that I married my student."

Hansoo smiles deeply at Kiriel's words.

'Well, how... they were all looking for their seats.'

"How have you been?"

At this point, Cyril points to a frame on the wall.

[Celebrating Thousand Year Solo]

There was a picture of John Stone being beaten fiercely by Kiriel.

"...?"

Kyrial shrugs as Hansoo looks suspiciously.

"I like someone stronger than me."

Hansoo smiled.

"If we search them all, there 'll be more than ten of them."

Eresna, Gangtae, and the Keldians will be even stronger than Kiriel.

Other talents may also become stronger than Kiriel.

Of course, there shouldn't be that many, but there are about 10 of them.

Kiriel shakes his head.

"Everyone's asleep."

"You're sleeping?"

Kiriel smiles bitterly at that number of words.

"Speaking of which, why don't you come with me? Maybe there... you can see it all at once."

100 years ago, the War of the Lives.

As most citizens know, the war ended in a very fresh manner.

The battlefield was set as the territory of the Mahi, not the territory of humanity, because they had invaded it first, not in the beginning.

The war against the other factions was fought with at least 800 years of age, and only the strongest of the unarmed.

Perhaps the smallest number of wars ever fought by mankind was mobilized.

The nickname was called 'The Bloodless War' because it was so quiet and took less than a year to complete the war.

It means the war that ends with the fewest blood.

But... the reality is a little different from him.

for less than a year.

Humanity has lost 80% of its war weapons, which have been secretly accumulating civilians.

Weapons that had to be managed in the shadows under the care of Sofia and the Keldians, each one powerful enough to be a source of fear for the citizens who were seeking stability.

And... among them are Eres.

I didn't have to die.

"Come this way."

Kiriel rises from his seat and leads Hansoo.

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"Ha... That's a long story."

'It can't be some... weird relationship or something, right?'

Seeing the upstairs with a jealous expression, Minsu was lying back and forth.

'Nothing's coming out.'

Kang Hansoo.

No matter how much you search or search, it doesn't show up.

What a duck.

Suddenly, I had a good idea in Shawn's head.

"If it's Barbamund... do you know anything about him?" '

After finishing his thought, Minsu immediately transferred to the zoo by quantum transfer.

Cheer up!

Transmission is literally instantaneous.

The body of Minsu, who was in the tower, moved underground on the seventh floor of the ark.

However, as soon as the transmission is complete.

Shawn realized something was wrong.

"Huff… Cough!"

As soon as the movement is complete, you choke.

Not grim enough.

What an explosive maggy.

Everything around you is filled with black magic.

And in the middle.

Now I can see Barmamund, who doesn't even think about hiding his movements.

Minsu, who was lying on the floor, muttered, looking at such a barmouth.

'Still... still trapped.'

Not yet.

Now we run for quantum transfer.

And we have to tell them this.

Back then.

You hear the laughter of Barmamund as he makes his way to Minsu.

< I was going to call you, but you're here. By the way... kid. You agreed to help me, right? Now's the time. >

"Uhh… uhh!"

Powerful.

The power that Barmamund has given me is trembling inside my body.

At the same time.

"Er... Er."

Shawn's eyes, white masturbation, began to drip into the black.

< 118. End of Type (4) >

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