The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

It is said that the United States has a large land area, so if you drive an hour or two from any city, everything becomes rural. When I was a hunter, I hardly ever came to the United States because I was mostly African, European and Asian, but somehow I got there.

Eight years ago, it was to stop a supermassive crack in the Missouri city of Independence.

I don't know how to explain that rift. Is it possible for humans to understand the wrath of God? It was only explained that God really wanted to punish man with "evil."

Within that supermassive crack reminiscent of the Hellgate, there was a phenomenon that was not understood by human common sense and science, but I thought it would look like that if hell were to descend on reality.

Well, yeah.

In the end, humans managed to fight it and overcome the wrath of God.

Hundreds of thousands of casualties were suffered when Hunters were alone, although the combined civilians had unforgivable consequences.

At that time, many heroes died, and the talents who had been discouraged had failed to bloom. I survived such a terrible battlefield for a reason.

I was purely a rank F hunter.

A ‘strategic hunter’ who worked hard for hours to hunt a monster was not needed at the time. That means there was no room for civilians with rifles on the battlefield that only power, output and endurance had to battle.

Of course I was placed in the rear and I was so lucky. I loved it so much, I survived.

· · · · · · And I lost Reyna that day.

I still haven't forgotten.

She was sucked into a supermassive crack and reached out to me.

It's okay now. You're alive.

Her face, smiling unexpectedly even just before death.

“Have you ever been to the United States? ”

The man with the golden head in the driver's seat of a Letona car asked me, and I woke up quickly.

The man's name is Michael.

He was the secretary general of the International Anomaly Society.

Either that's a formal question, or I might have revealed something to your face again.

“Yes, eight years ago. ”

Whirlwind! Retona didn't like it, but when she crossed this bumpy terrain, there was nothing like it. You might get nauseous if you drive a car here.

“· · · Is it 'Independence Day’? ”

“Yes.”

Supermassive cracks in independence. People later called it Independence Day. Humans were completely independent of monsters and were reborn as rulers of the Earth.

“You're visiting at a bad time, so you don't remember much. ”

“That's okay · · · Sometimes, I have a reason to come to America. ”

I remembered the face of Jungyeon and looked out the window. Michael asked me.

“Have you ever been to Kansas? ”

“No.”

“A romantic, laid-back city. ”

Well, they don't look like Kansas to me.

Because.

“· · · · · · Not right now. ”

Kensas, looking out the window, seems to have been completely destroyed decades ago.

It is a barren city. There is no sign of life. Only the cold-expressing soldiers stare from afar. The intermittent screams of gunfire and monsters remind you that this place is still a battlefield.

Apart from him.

Kansas State was truly unique.

“That · · · ·. Did you say" supernatural "? ”

“Yes. Still, we haven't identified the cause. ”

All the buildings were floating in the air.

“· · · · · · · I need to get a closer look. ”

As we get out of the vehicle, the Americans approach and salute us. Michael led me through them lightly and into the city.

“Most of the south-central region has been wiped out since the monsters arrived. In particular, Kensas became a city that no one could ever live in. ”

“I see.”

However, unlike China, which has completely neglected the lost land, the United States is steadily sending hunters to reclaim it. It's just very slow to recover. Monsters were already spreading, insect monsters laid eggs on both the earth, rivers, mountains and forests, and the environment itself had already become ‘synchronized’ with the Ducal Dungeon, making it hard to even see this as the Earth's environment.

“But · · · · · · · ·. That's really unique. Synchronization simply changes the environment, and that doesn't happen. ”

Researchers in white protective clothing were busy wandering around, studying things with outdoor computers and supercomputers set up inside the barracks.

The rubble of the building, the roots of the dismembered building, the steel, the collapsed bridge, the car, the sign -- they were floating in the air. Can we explain that to science?

“At first, I thought gravity might have reversed. ”

“· · When you put it that way, shouldn't we be in the air? ”

“Yes, but there's absolutely no way to explain it. No force has been observed here, including magnetism and gravity. But clearly, something, an unknown force, is pulling at them. ”

Of course, I call the Wizard because it cannot be explained by science.

Wise choice.

It's too late to catch straws.

I wore glasses with a shivering look.

“That's · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Equipment that can observe essence energy. If you have additional equipment, you can detect unknown wavelengths. ”

“Ohora, additional equipment means · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“I'll show you now. ”

Then Michael and the researchers who were following me came up in color, and I pulled the stethoscope out of my inventory.

“· · · · · · · Huh? ”

“· · · · · · · Hmm? ”

You hear researchers questioning you from behind, but ignore it and approach the building floating a few centimeters in the air with a stethoscope.

This enables the sensing of simple essence energy wavelengths more delicately, showing that even the weakly trapped magic is all judged as‘ scientific '. And, when the White Witch's library interprets it, it's perfect! · · You did.

‘· · · It's not magic. ’

As expected, this phenomenon could not be explained by magic.

People are mistaken. Magic isn't some mysterious illusion of a laser going out with a burst of light in its hand. It's just another discipline that mathematically characterizes all phenomena and nature.

“How are you feeling? ”

“I don't know. I guess we'll just have to wait and see, huh? ”

As I was speaking, something passed me by.

Slowly lift your head.

Unless my eyes are wrong.

That was definitely an Elf.

Dark elves with pointed ears, dark black hair, and darker skin than darkness.

‘Elves, why? ’

Twitch and turn your gaze as you step back.

Obviously, it was the middle of the day, and the warm summer sunlight was shining like melting all over the world. However, Kansas State, where the sun was shining everywhere, was greeting me with darkness.

No, is Kansas even right?

The tentacles with the skin dripping down and the mucus slowly lifts up the architecture. A creature with the face of a fly passes below it in the tentacle of an octopus, and a creature with a horse head screams into the air in the arms and legs of a cat.

The feeling of otherness wrapped around my body and spinned.

This is not Earth. There is no such environment on Earth. Unless it's 'Lee Kyeom'.

As I slowly walked through the air, I discovered the secret to floating architecture. Something made of sticky material was lifting up and supporting the architecture, the floating car was actually on a pile of rubbish, and the floating sign in the air turned out to be recycling as a sign of a suspicious building.

However, the problem was that none of them had been seen until just now.

‘Replacement · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

This is a dimensional distortion. Different dimensions and dimensions collide to create a curved world. >

Dimensional distortion? ’

< Yes, the ‘dimensional collision’ phenomenon appears on Earth as a dungeon, gate or crack? Similar to that, but slightly different. >

‘· · · How different? ’

< Let me make it simple for you. Dimensional collisions are great if you have frozen cola and frozen cola. >

Frozen cola and frozen cider scratch each other, but do not mix.

< And the dimensional distortion is the collision between melted and melted cola. >

However, if melted cola and melted cider collide, The two are completely jumbled up.

< This place is completely mixed with the Earth. · · · However, ordinary people are hard to detect. >

I mean, I can see this place because I'm a pure client.

“The Wizard's Chronicle? Are you okay?”

Director Michael talks in the back, and I quickly pull myself together and look away. It was still a look of ignorance. At this moment, even though a giant centipede passed by, and the skin was crawling on the floor, they didn't know anything.

< It's easy to say that it's the other side of the mirror, the 'world when it's there'. But usually they're separated so they can't see or feel each other. It seems that the two distorted realities are merging into one. >

Why is this happening? ’

I have never seen anything like it while traveling to another dimension. However, this unique phenomenon only occurs in the venomous Earth. A dungeon, a gate, a crack, and a reality distortion.

< · · · On Earth, there's a ‘dimensional trash can’ where all the dimensional debris comes together. >

Dimensional Dumpster? ’

< Yes, Southam, that's where you call Hell Gate. >

‘· · · · · · · · What? So, the Hell Gate is responsible for all of this on Earth? ’

For now. I hope so. >

A world, a world of all dimensional debris.

Then I was able to resolve one of the questions I had heard all along.

It was about the existence of the Silver Spirit's Flower.

She had just been born and was aware of witches and spells.

It wasn't because she was special.

I was just born in a world where magic and magic existed.

And because I was abandoned in that world.

‘· · · What happens next? ’

< In just a few years, the appearance of 'Hell Gate’ is unlikely to be a reality distortion. Well, this is almost the first time. If the synchronization is over · ·. Looks like synchronization, just like in the dungeon. >

And something terrible will happen that will not even compare to the synchronization of the dungeons. Inside the dungeon is a human-adapted space, but · · · · · · · It seemed that the ‘world would never survive.'

And even worse, it's a phenomenon that is literally "supernatural," which cannot be counteracted by human science. It was expected that this would rarely happen on Earth, and it was going to be a problem.

‘No. · · · Wait, hey. ’

Yes? >

"Well, I can see there. Does that mean I can interfere?" ’

< Yes >

‘Then how can we solve it like a dungeon? ’

Likely. Yes, I don't know. By any chance, what do you think we should do? >

No?

Nothing.

But that's fine. We'll figure it out later.

Right now, this was important.

“Sir?"

“Yes, go ahead. ”

I looked as serious as I could. Even more so than when the bakery that I was visiting was closed.

“About the seriousness of this phenomenon · · ·. I have to tell you. ”

“Is it that serious · · ·? ”

“Yes, but that's okay. I'm a professional this way. ”

“Do you have any sharp edges? ”

“Of course. I have a plan. So... ”

I rub my fingers and say it with a gentle look.

“Hire me. I'll take care of it. ”

Protecting the planet. Making money. to influence the largest institution in the world.

Isn't this a total triumph and a total triumph?

End