The Returner

3. Do you remember Latrell's eyes? (3)

Christopher McClaren is enjoying his time here.

That damn zombie thing kept me up for weeks repeating three hours of sleep in the middle of the night!

It's only been a few months since things settled down.

“Retire.”

If we continue to live like this, we will not die from the banishment.

I had only thought about dying from enemy bullets, holding the hands of my children and grandchildren and dying in bed. I had no choice but to work hard and fall to my desk.

“Not just that. ”

I've already worked enough for decades.

So it's time to retire and live a comfortable and comfortable life.

Fifty years as a walker holic.

Now that his wife is treating him like someone else and their children like a neighbor, it won't be hard to restore their relationship if they just retire and work less.

He's an expert in human psychology.

“I have to resign. ”

The president may have gone on a rampage, but he couldn't live like this anymore.

Moreover, he was convinced that even more things would happen in the future.

If Christopher gets caught up in that, he'll end up on a toilet, not on a desk.

That was the only specification.

“Is it stuck?”

Christopher, who was laying a fishing rod on a yacht sailing across the Pacific, got up on his feet.

Yeah, it is.

People should live like this.

But Christopher didn't have much time left.

RRRR.

Christopher's phone started ringing.

“Hmm?"

I told you never to contact anyone unless it's urgent, but these bastards have no concept of urgency.

I keep calling people about nothing and annoying them.

There's been an assassination threat against the president. What's the big deal?

By the time the President of the United States gets here, he'll have ten snipers with him at all times.

They had never been in the Cold War, so there was no notion of danger.

Christopher, who was answering the phone nervously, screamed.

“Do you know why vacation is a vacation? It's a vacation because you're resting! Don't keep calling me about nothing! Damn it, when I said no contact law was in effect after work, I had to agree! ”

The screaming Christopher turns to you as he hears you coming from across the street, irritated.

“Great Britain? You're interrupting my precious vacation for one day because of what happened in Britain, not because of my country? Are you out of your mind? If what happened in England happened in England is enough to let the English solve it, why should I...? ”

At that moment, Christopher's body trembled.

“What?"

― According to the informant, the unidentified monster in London resembles the Demon King who appeared in the desert before.

“... That's bullshit! ”

That's ridiculous.

There's another one of those?

Even with all the power in the United States, not even Lee Hyuk could have died.

We could barely figure out how the heavens helped us, but if we didn't, there wouldn't be a country called the United States right now.

And there's another one of those?

“Video! Do you have video? ”

― Video not available. Everything around him is being destroyed.

London!

― It won't take two hours to complete.

“Damn it!”

Christopher's brain began to spin fiercely.

If the Demon King destroys England and takes over mainland Europe, the damage will be devastating.

Now that the world is organically connected, the destruction of Europe meant the destruction of the world.

must be stopped.

We have to stop it at all costs.

“Assemble the elite at once! We must support it at all costs! Send a teleporter over here right now! And!”

The most important thing.

“Contact Korea! Tell Mr. Choi about the situation and ask for NDF's British support! ”

Lee Ji-hyuk.

I need Lee Hyuk.

― We've already heard from Korea. You said you didn't have a quick way to get to the UK and asked for teleporter support.

“Let me go now! ”

― Already sent.

“Very well, first send me a teleporter and deal with the rest of the instructions as soon as possible. Ignore the Department of Relations. I'm in charge!

- Yes.

When the phone disconnects, Christopher throws the fishing rod in his hand roughly and leaps toward the cockpit.

Christopher had no choice but to postpone his planned retirement in the face of a world apocalypse that had now come too often.

* * *

Kuaaaaaaang!

Black Margaery sprints across the earth.

“Ahhhh!”

Like a giant snake, Margie curled up the building and smashed the whole car in front of her eyes, blowing it away from the sky.

“Help me!”

“What the hell is that? ”

Margaery was not the same as the great serpent.

Dozens of maggies were speeding through the streets of central London, blowing up buildings, cars and people as soon as they hit them.

“Shoot! Shoot! ”

A chariot full of tracks and armored cars fires cannonballs at the center of the black snake.

Kuang!

Kuaaaa!

An explosion has erupted.

“Hmm?”

Del Karan looks at the metal chunks flying towards him in an interesting way.

The idea of blowing away a lump of iron is what the mortals of Beraf did. Firearms are what Dwarves used to love to use.

However, the way the flying lump exploded on its own before it reached the target point was very interesting.

‘That's not the only thing. ’

The pointy lump of iron flying next to it seems to be the way to do damage with penetration.

Humans evolve this way.

Humans in this world do not know magic, and they do not know how to use magic for convenience.

However, it was commendable that we developed this civilization through all of the handy.

No, maybe it was because there was no magic that we could develop like this.

Either way.

Whether they can use magic or not, the result is no different.

It won't work on Del Karan in any way.

“Hmm?"

Del Karan raises his head, bouncing off the flying cannonballs.

“Hoho?”

A huge lump of iron, unmatched so far, was falling over his head.

“Isn't that all? ”

I thought there was a lot to be praised for, but there was more to it than that.

Aren't the people of this world supposed to be called wizards?

Flying giant chunks of iron around here, regardless of Mana, was definitely a big deal.

“But that's it. ”

Kuaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Bombardment engulfs London.

The U.K. government, which it thought was unlikely, was bombing its capital.

Given the ability of the Demon King Del Karan to show up in such a short time, he hesitated to think about his sacrifice and decided that the whole country would be destroyed in an instant.

That was the right call.

No one can condemn that judgment.

But the problem was that even that decision could not stop Del Karan's footsteps at all.

“It stings.”

Delkaran tilts his head slowly forward.

With this level of destruction, wouldn't Arc Mae be at the level of widespread magic?

I can't believe that strangers are polishing their skills and going up to Arc Mae.

“Interesting place. ”

Maybe this place is a few times more interesting than Beraf.

The world itself is fascinating to Del Karan, and it has its own Lee Hyuk.

It was a very interesting playground.

It's just...

“I should punish you for your arrogance. ”

The bombers that were returning explode as Del Qaran's hands shake in the air.

Kuang! Kuang!

The spark rises like a firecracker in the air.

“Goddem! ”

Michael Douglas, who oversees British talent, used binoculars to observe the situation and utter profanity.

Despite the lack of ground force and the bombardment, the creature can't get enough of you.

We've already lost half of London.

The buildings were all crushed, and gas pipes everywhere exploded in a chain.

It was the amount of damage, and it didn't count how many people died.

“What should I do! ”

Suddenly, monsters appeared in the middle of the capital without a gate, but the monsters were strong and aggressive.

Michael Douglas was faced with an unprecedented crisis and had nothing to do but speak out.

“America! What happened to the support of the United States? ”

“We've decided to support you as soon as possible! As soon as the strategic team is assembled, we will move directly through the teleporter! ”

“When was that?! Damn it!”

I know anger doesn't solve anything. If my annoyance had changed, I would have been annoyed ten times and a hundred times, but I also knew I couldn't do it now.

However, my heart burst.

I wanted to throw it all away if I could, burst into tears.

I wonder how many people died in the rubble of that collapsed building.

How much blood is flowing!

“You monster! ”

Since the Black Monday Gate, the world has been at peace. Despite the deaths of countless people, the world has found a way to cope with the gate and now even found a way to live with it as part of life.

It's a world that's barely stable......

What do I do if an Irregular like that starts popping out of nowhere?

“Shoot! Shoot! It's a mane! Start backing up two trillion! ”

Kuang! Kuang!

Chariots placed in a line and purple guns placed in a lane burst into flames.

At the same time, bombers filled with sky started bombing their capital.

Kuang!

They were tearing down cities all over the world with their hands.

Who knows what they're going through!

“Kick his ass! ”

Abilities who were waiting for Michael's instructions began flying colourful ethers towards Del Karan.

Kuaaaaang!

A huge explosion.

A huge explosion, like a tactical core, raises the mushroom cloud.

It was a landscape created by a combination of firepower and ether. It was a pity that the spectacular landscape was in the middle of central London.

“Did you get rid of it?”

Even if they can't get rid of it, there's a chance they could hurt you a little.

But Del Karan is the Demon King.

He was a demon before the Demon King.

Demons mock and mock humans.

A massively blooming mushroom cloud sank where a woundless Delkaran licked his lips with a red tongue.

“Good.”

I had no idea that human power would come this far.

This level of firepower has never been received from humans. You can't shock his body unless it's high-level magic created by an action-grade dragon.

However, this massive explosion brought heavy pain to Del Karan's body.

“Very good. ”

Pain is always with the devil.

Delkaran, who felt pain and pleasure together, shines a red eye hidden in the darkness.

“Then you must repay me, right? ”

I'll show you, mortals.

In a world without monsters, Legendaries and horses...

I'll make sure you know what a Demon King is.

“Hahahahaha!”

Along with a large optic post, a massive chunk of Mana begins to spread out from the body of Del Karan as if it were a giant snake.