The Skill Maker

metal giants of enormous size

a dull throb that seems to shake the whole earth

It was the Red Army's new weapon that had never been seen before.

metal golems as if they were modeled after the giants living in the planetary systems.

"Well, what the hell is that?"

"Is it Golem? What the hell did the crazy Red guys prepare?"

"It looks like Golem, but... Don't you think something's wrong?"

I was thinking about this and that while listening to the conversation of the capable, a moment later, I immediately turned on the power of towards the unidentified metal giants. For now, even if it is not an organism, it has eyes. There was a possibility that the ability could be seen. Well, there's no limit to the use of insights, and that doesn't mean my skills use up mana, so there's nothing to lose.

And

Competency (Status): [Gravity:415] [Administration: 216] [Physical: 634] [Defense: 644] [Magic: 150] [Intuition: 30] [Wisdom: 30] [Wisdom: 30] [Wisdom: 30]

Comparative value of capability: [Muscular:1000] [Personnel:1000] [Personal:1002] [Physical: 970] [Defense:780] [Management: 518] [Intuition: 898] [Executive: 774] [Specialization: 1676]

(Choi Min-hyuk's ability is far ahead of his opponent.)

(Choi Min-hyuk's price is way ahead of his opponent.)

Combat Style: Close Battle.

'Oh, it's in the insight.'

I could really check the data for Golem, called the Geosin disease.

An abnormally high physical strength, and an absurdly high value of the defensive stats. It was not just an area of golem level. His muscular strength was over 400, so he was no different from a monster. They are simply overwhelmingly high-performance weapons, except that they are at the level of [rebel] capable men.

That's strange, by the way.

It's not even a living thing, but I didn't know I could really see my abilities.

I don't think it uses your skills.

Just in case, shall we give it a try?

And after a while.

I realized all about what those metal statues were, and how they were made. Unbelievably, even the psychic ability worked for the homeless. Why? Because they were living beings.

Red, you crazy bastards.

The living giants... You're forcing him to golem?

To subdue the soul, hold it, and make it a weapon?

"You crazy bastards."

If you become a leprosy, you're not going to die or live forever unless you're destroyed. No matter how giants say they don't get along with other intellects, isn't this still too cruel? More than anything else, I could hear the cries of the living Golem, so such thoughts grew even bigger.

'Please...! Anyone is fine! Destroy us! Kill me!'

'I hate you! I hate you! I hate this world! I hate everything that made me do this! In this eternal darkness!'

How much longer do we have to be locked up? Until when?'

'I'm going crazy. I'm really going crazy now.'

'If I don't die, my soul can't be saved forever. I can't go back to Valhalla's side.'

'Oh, Lord Valhallaah! Please lead the poor of us to you!'

'Get me out of this darkness! Anyone would be fine. Please! Please! Please!'

a wail of wail and fierce anger against the world

souls slowly distorted and degenerated with character

In the words of the giant people who are infatuated with madness.

It was, frankly, such a disgusting sight.

beings who have to accept extreme pain in the dark forever.

Even the mentality of the giants was too powerful for ordinary intellects.

A normal human being would have gone mad enough to stay stuck in the dark for a few days. The giants have been locked up in the dark for the past year, but their minds have not yet been broken. I'd rather go crazy. They were shouting out the name of the god they served in the dark.

"Bitch..."

Just like that's perfect!

I banged my fingers and sent my consciousness towards the fields.

No one would have ever thought of talking to these poor giants.

But I thought I wanted to talk to them.

Not a great skill. It's just a kind of telepathy.

[Hey, giant mates. Wait a minute. I guess your god sent me to this Great Plains today. Sooner or later you'll be free. As you've dreamed.

'...who is it?'

What's this? Is it hallucination?'

What about this voice?'

the bewildered giants

I kept talking to them.

They were happy just to have someone come to them in the dark.

Such feelings have been conveyed through the inquest.

[It's not hallucination. I am Choi Min-hyuk. I'll kill you guys. Death will save you from those filthy, vicious demons. What do you think? Isn't it tempting?]

'What? What...?

'We're... You're getting me out of here?'

'Is that true?'

[I'll send you back to Valhalla. That's exactly what you guys want, right?]

'It wasn't anger, deafness, deafness.'

'Ah...! Are you serious? You're not kidding, are you?'

'Dad, at last... I... can I die?'

'Thank you. Well, thank you very much...!'

'In this darkness. Are you going out? Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! In this darkness!'

'This isn't all a dream. All of this...!'

'Are you really the apostle of Valhalla...! Thank you. Thank you very much!'

Somehow I feel strange when I hear the joyful voices of giants.

And a newly renewed quest.

[Quest has been updated.]

[Quest Goal: Eliminate the Geocrites and Liberate the Souls of the Giant]

[Quest Type: Attack Squadron Rating]

[Quest Reward: Pre-stat +10, Random Legend Item Box]

Well, 10 stats isn't that great.

I was lucky that the quest was renewed on the day I was going to do it anyway.

I jumped lightly out of the air, watching the Clans.

I wanted to wait a little longer and watch the situation.

Now I've changed my mind.

"Mr. Minhyuk?"

"Master?"

When I fell into the middle of a pack of men of ability, my colleagues cast a curious glance at me. I've been ordering you to stand by and not fight. I suddenly pulled out a spear and went down to the floor, so I can't help but think about it.

But this time, I was going to handle everything myself.

I don't know much about giants.

No, rather, for us adventurers, they're like antagonists in a way that they're likely to collide when they go out to the field. But they've been suffering by the Red guys for over a year. I thought it was only natural for me to take responsibility and smash it. for some reason

I smiled at the Clans.

"I'll be right back. I need to warm up."

"Can I come with you, Master?"

"Bumaster, I want to fight."

I shook my head at the words of Jackal and Leila.

Come with me? Maybe that's not a good idea.

Judging from the stats, the battle could have been daunting, even against the first of the caste's men, Jackal and Leila, who had just risen to the level of [Confusion]. Their physical strength and defense are evenly distributed between 550 and 700. The two cannot penetrate their defenses properly. [Defeating] Cerdiana would be fine.

"It's hard for you. They're completely monsters, unlike what they seem to be? If you're confident you'll knock down 634 physical strength and 644 defense, just follow me."

"What?"

"600 units?"

two tongue-tied people

I smiled and then turned and kicked the floor.

For now, he had to go to the top of the blue camp.

To fight against the leprosy.

Ddu ddu ddu ddu ddu ddu ddu ddu ddu!

Cuckoo cuckoo kung!

"Dolpha! Break through!"

"I'll kill them all of them!"

at this moment

The heads of each of the blue federations were hammering through Red's camp.

Red-talented men of ability running frantically with bubbles in their mouths everywhere.

They were by no means feeble at all in their life-like spirit, though most were mere powers of fear or disaster. The enemies were trying to bite this side, risking their lives as if they had no intention of taking care of themselves. at first glance, in a look of madness

And it was then.

The large metal statues appeared about 300 meters away from the left.

And the moment Clan's leaders found the images of the golem, they had no choice but to frown at the unexpected development. An unidentified golem that exudes a deep sense of murder from its red eyes, and emits the first deadly energy seen from all over the body. Moreover, the most ridiculous thing was the fact that the Red Skills, who were supposed to have awakened it, were rapidly moving away from the plague.

A cold blanket!

the head of the Clan who is a master of mythological products and famous as a maggotsman

He slapped the flame magic straight into the body of the approaching enemies, and then glanced at the thirty or so of the caste soldiers, blowing his throat at once. Unconsciously he let out a murmur that flowed out. At first glance, the energy coming from them was extraordinary. And from the appearance of such things, I could guess to some extent the intentions of the Reds' intentions.

"That's a lot of energy. Maybe they're trying to use those golem to hit our side."

"They're evil bastards. How the hell did the Red guys come up with that?"

"I know. But it seems that complete control is impossible. Or they have no reason to stay away from Golem."

Dural shook his head at the words of the master.

Even if it is any magical medium in the world, it was widely believed that if the target's power is too strong, it would be difficult to control it. In short, most of the golem wizards played had a semi-proportional nature in terms of control and power. A golem with weak combat power and weak ego is easy to control, but a golem with strong ego and strong power is difficult to control and the difficulty of dealing with it increases rapidly.

And the word is soon.

It also means that if you don't intend to lower Golem's output, you can give up control.

Penil and Dural opened their mouths almost simultaneously.

"Is it the Hot Potato method?"

"I think it's Hot Potato."

a so-called strategy

If you can't control it, you can take the target to the center of the opponent's camp.

In fact, in the past, there were several golems using such strategies on the continent where they lived. A method of attack by teleporting the highest-powered Golem out of control in the midst of a war with the enemy.

Perhaps the Red Nomes came up with a method of combat similar to the hot potato strategy to prevent the Blue camp from advancing. And whatever the details are. Now those golem boys were spouting huge amounts of murder on the left side of the blue camp.

As the Red guys intended.

Kugugugugu Palace!

[Kirr moos tan te ro karr!]

stomping stone statues that shake heaven and earth

Powerful monsters that explosively draw energy from the Hermantium.

And at that moment, the able men wrapped their own ears with barriers of mana, feeling pain as if their eardrums burst. the transmitted tremor of the air an unusual atmosphere The energy and atmosphere emanating from the Golem were unusual. They were simply living ferocity.

And

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Soon the golem began to run.

Towards the camp of the Blue Skills.

Their eyes were on exactly this side.

"Damn it! They're coming this way!"

"You're Golem anyway, aren't you? How many people are here? You can just knock it down."

"Huh? What's that thing on those bastards' bodies?"

"Wait a minute? Huh? Hey, isn't that a dimension?"

"Gee, it's real! It's the power of the dimension!"

"Da, everybody get away! You can't stop that!"

but

Quack, quack, quack!

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

Already over 200 nimble, the 30 golem had reached the blue camp.

The girdle, and (2) the end.

by world manners

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