The Skill Maker

Cleod shook his head.

This idiot's going to get excited again and mess things up.

There are 20,000 unique [D] grade entries.

What can I do if I crawl out of here?

"No. It's too dangerous. Did you forget that it's infected just by the touch? I understand how you feel, but it's time to curl up. Now you only have to hold out exactly one and a half minutes. We have to wait for reinforcements."

"But Captain! If the barrier is broken, we're all going to die anyway, right? I'd rather fight and die than do that! Just let me out! I'll try to squeeze as much time as I can..."

Puck!

a floor buffalo

With his fist raised, Cleod put blood in his eyes.

Buffalo is a colleague whom we met in the Second Great War.

He was now a valuable associate to himself.

"Get a hold of yourself! You stupid bastard! Judge rationally rather than emotion! You're not going to die fighting...! You're going to get infected. Do you want to be like that, Buffalo? Outside the barrier, it's dangerous even to me [dead] level...! And think carefully. If you get infected, an infected person with a [Confused] level of body will hit the barrier in the reverse directionally! If you're infected with a force stats of nearly 400, do you think this barrier will survive? No matter where it's smashed, it's going to break!"

"He, like..."

Buffalo only realized his mistake when he listened to Cleod. What if he's infected, obviously, with most of his abilities in the stats and the stats? No matter where you break the barrier, you'll end up breaking it. Besides, if you become an infected person and damage your body... I was ashamed to see the Lord even after I died.

"Crime, I'm sorry, Captain. I'm excited. This buffalo was stupid."

"If only I knew now. You just have to hang in there a little longer, so add up."

"Yes!"

a big deal

Blimey!

With a firm determination in their eyes, the able men looked at the barrier, which had more than 70 percent split. It was never a good choice to let someone out of the barrier, as the commander said. It's dangerous, even for the existence of [destruction] items. I couldn't adopt such a crazy strategy.

No, rather, if the infected stop attacking just the front of the barrier by being distracted by the ability to get out of the barrier, it will be easier for the powerful entanglement at the back to knock on the barrier. In that case, their defense would be even more precarious. In the end, the best way to do it is to block their offensive as it is.

"Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Stay a little longer! Just a little!"

"In less than a minute till the appointed time!"

"But there's no guarantee that the reinforcements will arrive on time, right?"

"Shut up! Enough of the sound of your pulse!"

Of course, the members of the 3rd and 4th teams are getting ready with their guard up.

There was no guarantee anywhere that more than two, or more than three holes, would not be pierced at the same time. They were slowly moving along the barrier to capture the camp, and now they were almost covered in five directions. Of course, the thing that bothers me the most is the top of my head. If there's a hole in the ceiling, too many infected people will fall all over the camp at once.

Stubborn!

It's a piece of cake!

But then.

In the end, there was a division.

With the explosion of the ceiling.

Let's do this and another!

Qua Qua Qua Kung!

a burst of barriers

Two beings who appear with laughter.

The able men opened their eyes wide with astonishment.

It's scary to see an influx of infected people.

Seeing the characters makes me even more appalled.

"This isn't a dream, is it?"

"Jes, shit..."

"Captain..."

a unit of able men who fall into silence

Infected people everywhere, and conflicting entities.

But now these things couldn't have been a problem.

It was because of the two new beings.

"Oh, my God. Is it still a little messy? They're really useless. Whoo hoo hoo! It's fun though."

A beautiful woman who giggles and laughs.

The two horns on the head are exceptionally impressive.

a look of coquettishness and purity

blood-soaked dark red tints

Commander of the 11th Corps.

You don't know the fun of beating your opponent to death. Hekate, you're still a long way off.]

A three-meter-tall being in a black biocouple.

A shiny outer covering reminiscent of three vertically torn eyeballs and beetles. A creature with an uncanny figure, such as a monster, that its armor and body cling together as if they were one.

Commander of the 9th Corps.

With the advent of two hundred million beings, the able men have lost their say.

Worst. Nothing comes to mind except the word worst.

My mind turns white like a blank sheet.

All the plans I've made so far are useless.

"Old... Corps leaders..."

"No... no."

"Jes, shit... Damn it!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The men of ability have completely lost their fighting will.

Now that two military commanders have appeared, it could be said that the situation is now running on the worst road. This will no longer solve the problem of the arrival of support forces. [Shinhwa] I don't know if there's a class.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Keeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Now the infected were on all sides, mingling among the capable, biting the next person. The wounded men of ability have begun to turn into new infections. Hangllo, Landert, Borno, and Lovina, the priest, could not avoid the fate of infection. The defense of the outer region was simply a fiasco.

"Damn it..."

The commander, Cleod, dropped his head down.

But I bit my lower lip to bleed soon.

The sky is indifferent. This is their last place.

If I knew this would happen. If I knew this would happen.

He looked at the deputy commander standing next to him.

Buffalo, which had just been burning its fighting spirit.

Now he was looking at the commanders of the corps, shivering thinly.

"Buffalo. I think it's just as you want it to be. Now there's no difference between inside and outside the barrier."

"Dae, Captain..."

"Listen, everybody!"

Cliod raised his arms up against the sky.

The troops came to their senses instead of losing their fighting will.

The captain was pointing at the two commanders of the army at the tip of his sword.

spewing out the dimensionality from the two pupils

"To the utmost... die like a warrior! Don't give up... Don't ever give up until the end! Fight to the end...! Let's show them our will...! Even if it's a fight you can never win..."

"Great, boss!"

"Captain!"

"I'm Daejangnii!"

troops who vent their grief-stricken cries

The ability to explode the mana of the whole body.

Cleod seemed determined already.

Make this place his grave.

"I'll go first. The ones that follow late... I'll kill you! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Cleod threw himself at Amon.

Armudor's forces have steadily "defeated" the capable troops from the outskirts. hunting, especially of those who were able last time. Its failure has raised the alertness of the commanders of the armed forces more than ever before. That was why the enemy's reconnaissance forces were discovered first and destroyed. Trying not to give as much information as possible on this side.

There are many bookkeepers on the part of the competent people who are much better than I thought. They're also much better partners than they were in the First World War. Therefore, we should also move much closer than before. Well, Hecate and Almon are smart, so they'll be good to you.]

Competitors have become much smarter than in the past.

Moreover, they understood their abilities through the first experience. Therefore, we had to look at the battlefield from a more national perspective. I will use devices that can reverse the enemy's thinking to wipe them out.

"I hope you never fail this time, Amadeus. If you bring down the honor of Mr. Armudor again... Next time, this Belferna will pull out your own head. You understand me, don't you?"

Amadeus freaked out at Belferna's words.

Though only a pretty-looking kid on the surface.

The force of Bellperna, commander of the Fifth Corps, is truly a monster.

In particular, the free movement and conversion speed of the stats is truly fraudulent.

If even one of the figures is wrong, he can't even compete with her.

[...no, what are you talking about so harshly? Ha... You can make a mistake at least once. Isn't that right, Master Veloc?]

Amadeus sought consent from Bellox.

He is a comrade who has almost died with him.

He'd agree with his idea.

But Bellox's reaction was far from what he thought.

[Shut up, Amadeus. I'm still chafing at the moment, thinking that I saw blood after moving to support you. When this war is over, I'll just... No. We'll talk about that later.]

[Oh, what? Velvet Bellox? Aren't we comrades who lived and died together? ... Am I the only bad guy? Am I the only bad guy?]

[Stuck on his assholes.

But then.

The messengers of the 11th Corps brought news of the battlefield.

Wow, you seem to be doing well.

Unlike Amadeus shithead.

"Great apostles. I just got word from the front line. All 20 of the most capable troops in the outermost division! Completed cleaning up near the temple. It seems that we have succeeded in producing more than 100,000 infected people using your ability. Our troops have not suffered any damage."

As soon as Belferna heard the report, she rose from her seat.

Hekate and Hekate had some pre-coordination. For your information, the infectious agents controlled by the fairy's puppets were within their range of vision. Other infections are soaked in madness and run wild.

Of course Hekate can always get his energy back if he wants to.

"Okay, so shall we move now?"

[All troops march at full speed toward the southeast...! Follow in the footsteps of this Velox...!]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

a battlefield rocked by a roar

The fanatics of Armudor who cannot hide their excitement.

Well, he will be with great commanders of armies.

Fraud was also twice as usual.

[Laughing] [Laughing out loud] It's finally time for this Amadeus to avenge himself, isn't it? All troops, follow this Amadeus...! This time, I'm going to give the damn capable men a thorough punishment of their blood.

[You just shut up, Amadeus. If he's just a bother, he'll be all dirty and noisy.]

"That's right, that's right. Besides, it looks disgusting. It's annoying in the face."

Amadeus looked dumb.

It's strange that these two are a perfect match.

Why do you keep doing that with confidence?

[No, aren't you two too much?] Why do you keep ignoring me when there are so many people watching? If you keep doing this, I'm really angry...]

"Shut your mouth."

[I said shut up.]

Two people staring at themselves with a fierce look.

Amadeus eventually covered his face with both hands.

It's so sad, asshole. Shame on you, asshole.

I'm so ashamed of myself for doing this.

Just in time.

There are many whispers coming from all over the battlefield.

The fanatics seem to have overheard conversations between themselves.

Well, his voice was so loud.

[I feel so sorry for Amadeus.]

[I wish I could just say a word.]

[......]

as such

The great march of the fanatics has begun.

Towards the center of Daetsamgeori and Rescreed Temple.

the end of an iron blood stream (4).

by world manners

work review

Creators are more likely to be able to compare to other professions.

They say their lifespan is pretty short. ;ᄉ; ᄃ; ᄃᄃ

I haven't been feeling well lately, and I've been thinking...

I should start taking care of my health!