Reincarnator

"You came to see me?"

With Hansoo nodding, Kiriel looks stunned.

"... but Hansoo used to... come to see them, right?"

Back in the past.

Fighting over and over.

Eventually, they all fought for friends who had sent themselves back in time.

Hansoo shakes his head.

"It used to be."

That's why I threw the challenge to the guy named God at the end.

To break this raggedy-ass wheel.

But before the long fight, I wanted to see the face of Eres and everyone else for a little while.

by appearing above everyone who was struggling in the Black Desert.

But the last time I came to say hello, I saw the face of Eres, etc. looking at me.

I saw the look in their eyes, as if they were looking at a stranger.

Then I realized.

To them, you're just another person.

"... is that why you're disappointed?"

Hansoo shakes his head at Kiriel's cautious question.

Disappointed.

"I was just mistaken."

Yes, it is.

He was just mistaken.

For themselves, they are the object of much longing.

To them, you're just another person.

It was funny to try to connect the present with their past relationships.

because the world that you have come back to, and the world that you are going to run into, is a completely different world from the past.

And then the next battle.

I fought and fought for a thousand years.

The self becomes stronger, but the opponent gets stronger and stronger again and again in the dimension they call Bonma System.

Those who, in the beginning, had the power to summon the corners of Abyss and covet the fragments of God.

It would be natural for that force to increase in a more limitless situation than Abyss.

Thanks to that, the time I thought it would end short became much longer.

But thanks to me, I was able to think a lot.

I was able to organize and tidy my mind.

I was able to lose myself and concentrate on my past relationships.

"Even in such a difficult situation... I thought of you."

Even in the midst of constant fighting and fighting.

If there is anyone who can think of anything else in those brief moments that is hard to try.

You must come to see it.

"Er... umm..."

The moment Kiriel tried to say something, he was dumbfounded.

Kuaaaaaaang!

At the depths of the ark, Kiriel once again hears a loud, clear noise.

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

Cough!

A huge hole was drilled in the first Ark that controlled everything.

Aaaaaaah!

Cough!

In just one strike, various monsters were rushing through the shredded defenses.

Unmanned defenses that have been studied for as long as possible to reduce the damage of the uninhabited were constantly concentrating their firepower on the unfettered factions, but they were utterly meaningless.

The defenses infected by Black Margaery are torn and broken by the hands of the incoming non-dragons and monsters without full power.

And between them.

Jubbuck.

Something walks out of the depth of the ark, through a giant hole in the bridge room, smiling coldly at everyone on the inside.

"It's been a long time, Tales."

"..."

Tales, looking at such a barmouth, began to surround his entire body with a white seven-armed weapon without saying a word.

Only qualified unarmed personnel may enter the Abyss 7th Floor.

"Oh..."

Elasticity flows from everyone around me.

That weapon is truly a symbol of strength.

It is the best of the Keldians, given only to those who have proven that one person can use his divine power, and to help such a person become even more powerful.

Seeing such people, he made a funny look on his face.

"What... are you? Rather lower than I've worn before. What happened to the black armor you were wearing?"

"... son of a bitch. It's broken in your hand. All of it."

Tales said while grinding his teeth.

500 pieces of black armor that Keldian and Sofia gathered together for the war on the humans.

It's not usually armed.

Each bee entered more than Noah, a giant white moon floating in the sky right now.

You take dozens of satellites, you grind them into space compression, and you make the body of the armor.

It supplies energy by planting 18 powerful Black Ox so powerful it cannot be compared to the old Red Ox.

All those armed and unarmed men were destroyed.

At war with the man in front of me.

There's only one left.

Kiriel... damn it! Where are you doing? '

Tales grips his teeth.

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

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I stood up when I heard the loud noise from afar.

It's time to go.

"... I have to go away for a while."

At that moment.

Kiriel grabs a handful of his wrists.

Something didn't feel right.

"... where are you going?"

Hansoo laughed a little.

"You said you had one more time. Earlier."

I think I'd like to spend some more time here.

But like I said,

I... spent too much time.

God who was waiting for him was so patient.

I have to go now.

He gives you an absurd look.

"Are you back here to torture hope like this?"

You show up in a thousand years and you throw it away and you try to go back.

Hansoo laughed a little.

"I need new motivations, too."

"...?"

After speaking, Hansoo takes a deep breath.

'Good.'

I have to go now.

"Farewell. I'll be back for sure."

"What the..."

At the same time.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A number of new brothers slowly began to melt somewhere.

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

Quadruple!

"Cough..."

Tales groan with a strong grin around his neck.

One shot.

In a single blow, all the white armored men were smashed to pieces and the collar was captured.

Seeing Tales like that, Barmamund smiles.

"You fool. Is that supposed to make peace with the Abyss? Look what you've created now."

Then Barbamund looks around.

A number of 10 billion units.

The power each of them possesses.

If these guys were all running for their lives, they'd be pretty tired, even for themselves.

If Tales and the leaders of the human race had kept them on the battlefield and fought and trained hard, they would have suffered considerable damage.

But in the end, they made the wrong choice.

Those who would fight took the path of carrying all their burdens on their shoulders and preserving most of the humans in a quiet, backward place.

The result is this.

Sheep lost their fighting skills and their claws ripped out.

I mistook my enemies for teachers, and I mistook the xenogens in front of me as pets.

I don't even know how many of those ancestors risked their lives to defeat them.

Quadrudruple!

"Ugh..."

"Now I'll... make sure you feel it."

Barmamund grins as he grabs Tales by the neck.

I'll make sure you feel it now.

How an Abyss place works.

And they will know.

The one who ruled the seventh floor, the Demon King.

"Hahahahaha!"

The moment Barmamund laughed loudly.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The sky is black and lightning strikes above it.

A black lightning bolt that was so dark that it hit the empty human settlement without fail.

"Uhhh… uhhh?"

The people who realized that the situation was unusual moved back, staggering.

Because I started feeling it slowly.

Once upon a time, they easily overwhelmed the seventh floor... not because they were advancing.

The moment when people staggered and retreated.

A mutation has begun to occur.

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The blackened sky suddenly began to return to its original state.

The black lightning that had fallen from the sky to the ground without hesitation was sucked back up again, like it was going back in time.

The dark clouds that were spreading like black waters all over the world began to be sucked into the center of Barbamunt's body.

Seeing the world being restored, the citizens looked stunned, but he changed his teeth.

There was no reason for this to happen.

"Son of a bitch... If you're going to play games, just kill him!"

Where the hell are you doing this?

But when Tales saw the look on his face, he realized something was going on differently than he thought.

A confused expression.

Do you think he'll make that face? '

Even when they gathered only the most elite and went to fight him.

Even when Mr. Eres sealed him with a self-immolation spell.

He never looked like that.

As before, the arrogant expression disappears without any place and when he looks around in haste, he makes a curious look.

Blah!

Suddenly, one side of the room makes a loud noise, and a man walks out of it.

The man who was with Cyril earlier? '

When Tales makes a curious face.

The man walks out of the room, smiling at Barbamunt.

"You sounded funny earlier. Go on."

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

"... not dead?"

Barmamund blinks, unable to believe that what he is seeing is a dream or a lie.

The one in front of him must have died before.

How many of them came to get this guy?

Twelve of them, among the 13 demons, went in to hunt him down.

The dragon tribesmen who lived across the street attacked to catch all of them, leaving nothing behind.

That was hundreds of years ago.

If they had all been seated on the seventh floor in the first place, they wouldn't have been sealed.

"You... what happened to the people in there?"

I believed that no matter how strong he was, he could not defeat them.

So he chose not to go inside to avoid being swept away.

I can't believe there's a guy in there.

Hansoo laughed at Barmamund's words.

"You want to see it?"

At the same time.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A noise erupted around Hansoo.

Earlier today, even more massive lightning scattered all over the place than in Barbamund.

The ground splits apart and you see an endless abyss.

And between the abyss, deep down.

Deeper.

Under it.

Rrrrghhhhh!

Rrrrgh!

The monsters and shouts that would go crazy could only be heard by an ordinary person.

It's nothing compared to the Abyss.

A real hell.

"Are you coming with me now?"

Hansoo laughs as he looks at his army infested below.

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