Seoul Station Druid

Kim Mi-suh immediately reported to the Guardian.

"This is the Dimensional Stone?"

"Yes, I was in the position of defeating the Vampire aristocrats."

Vampires disappearing into the black smoke without leaving a body behind.

I didn't collect the loot at that time, but I found it later and was storing it.

"I feel dimensional energy, but it doesn't react like a bloodstone."

The mineral that appears next to the Bloodstone or Memory Stone was named "Dimensional Stone" by Dr. Richard.

And based on this, we developed a space mobile device.

Dr. Todler of Lolance developed a topic and finished publishing it, after which it was deleted.

I heard about the unfinished paper, but Kim Mi Mi smiled.

"The device should be complete."

"Mobile device?"

"Yes."

"That's what Dr. Todler was doing."

"Yes, I've been watching because I'm interested...."

Dr. Todler has dreamed of building a portal that connects cities.

He has studied the door portals and bridgeportals connecting the dungeons and planets to the Earth more than anyone else.

Dr. Todler has dozens of papers and patents on dimensional industries.

The keyword for the space device he failed to use was‘ Dimensional Stone. ’

It artificially causes a "crack" in the space, but it failed because he tried to get the energy needed for it from the blood stone.

"With dimensional stone, Dr. Toddler should be able to quickly solve the problem and create a space transportation device."

"It'll make it easier for people to come and go."

"Yes, it is. And……."

The population intensification to a safe city may be further intensified, or vice versa.

"It's easier to go to help."

"Help?"

"Yes."

"There's no help."

The strong are the weak?

Those with more have less?

"It's a trade. I don't call that help. It's a deal."

Protection is humble.

I know that I cannot represent mankind, and that I cannot save all mankind.

We don't have a party to do that.

Born die, and that is nature's answer.

There is no answer but yourself.

Guardians only explore and study themselves.

Now my dear brother Junho, my nephew Gunu, and the men who came back to Earth....

One day, we will adapt to time and be far removed from death.

‘Find the answer before then. ’

Guards want to be remembered.

I can no longer bear the thought of being alone.

"And the hunting grounds?"

Kim Mi-suh found one place.

The Guardian saw the map and read its designation.

"Taiwan?"

"Yes."

It's not a dungeon.

Nevertheless, I felt it was not bad.

"Don't forget to take either Dongsoo or Minsoo. If you want, take Dongsoo."

"For what?"

"Hehe."

Kim Smile just smiled.

‘We need to spread the word of the hero's greatness. ’

Operation Kim Smile of Kingmaker has moved forward.

After a long look at the map, the guardian nods.

Since the mercenaries have already grown, new recruits are growing. If there is a proper dungeon near Guardian City, that's enough.

A small group of people is enough to level up the beasts anyway.

A sky path that has been cut off with flying monsters becoming more frequent. If you want to get across the sea to Taiwan, you'll never find a convoluted transport drone.

We need a fighter, one that can fly very strong and far away.

Faster and more powerful than battle drones.

"Tell Sun-phil to make a flying wagon. For non-dragons only."

"Yep."

If I see the Wyverns in the sky now, I'll have to tame a few more.

*

"Wow!"

Dongsoo looks at the non-dragon and admires it.

If you do not show resilience when you see this, you are not a man.

"Armored Dragon!"

The shape of the non-dragon appears to be wrapped in similar armor. It wasn't actually metal, but it was a lightweight new material to get into the battlesuit, but it seemed to be a dragon wearing armor.

"Hehe, a director. It's a surprising day."

"Oh! What else is there, Warden?"

As he boasted to Handongsoo, the principal of the institute tapped his armor.

Uijung!

The clear hatch on the non-dragon's back and boat opens.

Inside, there was a space that looked like a similar chair, but the actual purpose of the chair was not only that.

"Oh!"

"Two on the back, one on the chest."

There are three boarding areas protected by a transparent canopy that can be freed from wind pressure.

Is that a threesome?

"No way."

Heave-ho!

A pointed part of the non-dragon's thigh protrudes out, creating a space like a ride-on.

"Two on both thighs, one on the neck of the back. There are three outer spaces."

"Oh!"

It was an unprotected area from wind pressure, but I could wear a helmet. Or you can trust your Awakening Physical Ability and just ride it.

"Hehe, you can put a machine gun here."

"Ooooo!"

"It's also here on the chest."

"Oooh!"

Jang Sun-phil boasted about his invention and Han Dong-soo, the reactionary craftsman, for a while.

"Are you done?"

"Oh, are you here?"

"Well, let's see."

The guard glances at you and makes a decision.

"Dongsoo and Myeongjin follow."

"Yuck."

"Treasury duty tender."

I remember the last day of the blazing inferno, and I still felt a tingling sensation in my neck, but I did not refuse.

We're not just going to defeat the devil this time.Aren 't we going to rescue a few survivors?

As a bulldozer, I must go.

"Well, I have three seats available."

The guard looks around at the people on the road and says,

"Sunpil. And the pennant."

"Hehe, you mean me?"

"Oh, you."

"Why am I……."

"You're from Aruca."

"Yes, it is."

"Let's talk on the way."

"……."

The name of this journey is Taipei Restoration Operation. But you chose that member so easily.

"Who wants to go for one more spot?"

"I'll go."

"Me."

The last of the Guardian buses.

Myeongjin and Dongsoo are already SSS grade and Jang Sun-fil is SS grade, but they are not combatants, so one spot is lucky enough to share experience with Park Yong-pil.

Park Junho and Choi Swim shouted at almost the same time, after which other Awakenings wished to adopt themselves as Lee Dong-sung.

"You all think you're going to play. Swimming."

"Yes."

"There are survivors. You go."

"Yep."

The swimmer turns red and joins us.

Jang Sun-phil and Choi went into the hatch on his back, and Myeongjin went into the hatch on his chest as an excuse to protect his neck.

Park Yong-phil and Han Dong-su sat on the chairs of their thighs, and the guardian sat on the seat on the neck.

"Let's go, non-dragon."

"Rrrrgh!"

Phew! Phew! Phew!

A huge fuselage rises from the cracks of its wings, spreading its leaves.

Cage-shaped riding equipment carried by non-dragons can carry many people, but the flight speed is significantly slower.

Suitable for non-dragon bodies, the armor is lightweight and has low wind resistance, which does not significantly slow down flight speed.

Shhh.

"Uuurrgghhh."

"He's got it."

When the Wyvern of Non-Dragons decided to fly, it almost drove the plane faster.

"Rrrrgh. Die, die."

"Ibibiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Park Yong-seop and Han Dong-su, sitting on chairs next to their thighs, cried out.

I only thought about wind pressure, but I didn't think about low temperatures due to high altitudes.

"You didn't give me your helmet."

Something I realized later, but couldn't go back to.

Like them, the shields that were under the wind wanted them to overcome the pain with the power of positivity.

"Cool and good."

"Uuurrgghhh."

"Greg."

Wearing a battle suit like black armor, the Wyvern swiftly flew towards Taiwan.

*

Taipei.

The once inhabited metropolitan area of 4 million people was miserably ruined.

One-tenth of the city was devastated by the nucleus, and the rest of the city was torn down and turned into nothing.

Vampires that could not be stopped by the nucleus increased their minions, and Taipei citizens who could not escape were desperate.

A life called breeding that waits to be eaten by vampires in its daily life.

There were more suicides to escape their misery than nuclear deaths.

Another monarch who appeared before the dead died.

Due to King Lich, the abandoned city has become an undead stronghold where corpses walk.

People lived in the cities that had become hell, and their goal was to escape the cities together.

Paoaoaoaoaoang.

The dirt road itself was Abigail.

Paoaoaoaoaoang.

Despite its proximity to nuclear power, Taipei has been devastated.

Paoaoaoaoaoang.

The snowy dust of the city itself is gray.

Baaaaaaaa.

Taipei 101, once a landmark, became the vampire tower that feeds the city.

Paoaoaoaoaoang.

King Rich, who had no idea where his stronghold was, was still running around the city raising corpses.

Paoaoang.

What are the survivors of Taipei, which once swept away the population of all the small towns around it, to form five million metropolitan cities?

Baaaaaaaa.

"Son of a bitch……."

Wei Jung finally opened the window without holding back.

Paoaoaoaoaoang.

Clarkson sounds louder coming from a giant truck.

Paoaoaoaoaoang.

Unfortunately, I could see the driver's seat of the truck stopping at Wei's window, and a man was facing the driver's seat and pressing Clarkson.

"Fuck."

It's a city of death, but it's also important why it died.

That's not the work of monsters.

"Cuckoo, mugs."

In a crazy world, in a city of death, there are two choices of victims who do not choose suicide.

Hide like a wagon and wait for salvation who knows when.

Boom, boom!

Like that gunslinger, crazy as if he only lived today.

"Kuhaha, if you support a woman, I will accept her as a herd."

I hear them through the window.

Wei Jung swallowed the insult.

‘Damn it, I can't help it. ’

They're not individuals. They work in groups.

I wish they were all dead because of hell, but those damn vampires only find people at meals that day, and those stupid undead have to sleep during the day and move at night.

At sunrise, the only thing we have to watch out for are murderers and looters like that.

Those who choose to find weaker victims instead of fighting against the source of evil.

‘Please, go. ’

Wei Jung wanted them to slip quietly under the bed.

‘If there is a God, please……. ’

Did God hear his prayer?

After a long time, by the time the son-in-law was darkened, he came out of bed.

Even predators like jackals are like rabbits at night.

Now is the moment to watch out for another horror.

‘Please be safe today. ’

Wei Jung played a YouTube video he had enjoyed with Prayer. Even in a disconnected city, if it wasn't for a video that I had received in advance, I would have lost to loneliness and killed myself.

I muted it in case it caught my attention.

‘If the champion was in Taiwan. ’

He is a remarkable person as a human being. A man with a great sense of divinity.

‘Mahabanya is pushing.... ’

"Yikes."

I quickly lowered the volume button but the phone was in mute mode in the first place.

The sound was coming from outside, not from a cell phone.

"Aze Aze Baraz Barasei Mosi Sabaha."

"Suck!"

Wei Wei dropped his cell phone and shut up because he sounded too familiar.

This is the voice of a fellow hero who remembered so much.

The sound I used to dream about.

Champion's triumph song!

A war chant!

"Your nose, Lord Corian."

A fiery spit from a champion's companion echoes across the dusty outskirts of Taipei City.