The World of Masks

Wellington, New Zealand's capital city that flourished just yesterday, has now turned into a ghost town with a seedy vibe. I can't hear people anywhere. Although New Zealand is a relaxed and idle country, it was definitely unusual for people to be absent at this time of year. The buildings were still standing, but there were broken and burned vehicles all over the city, and there were broken windows everywhere. Above all, the atmosphere was doubled by the scent of corpses filled with streets. Traces of dried, dark-red blood. However, the pool of blood around the deep slope was still filled with a fierce smell of blood.

Buck up!

Hard steel boots step on a pool of blood. The silver flashing boot turned red. The skeleton looks around with its head in a hard helmet. I had to kill all the living humans on the master's orders. You enter the nearest building with a red discolored knife. I searched every room for any living humans. A few minutes to find a locked door while smashing it with a sword. There were no living humans here. All there is is a body. Skeleton leaves the building again and heads to another building.

Kuang!

I kicked in a locked door. A twisted wooden door rolls back as the hinges drop. Skeletons barge in unannounced.

"Ahhhh!"

Something strikes Skeleton's head with a slap.

Boom!

The straight, long rod soared high into the air. It's a weapon with enough lethal steel, but it was impossible to do anything about a skeleton's helmet thick enough to block a rifle in the first place. Rather, the attacked human's hands are torn by the resistance and the iron rods are lost.

Rrrrgh!

The skull of the skeleton turns sideways, like a slow motion. Stares at the attacked Humans with a surfy naturalization. She looked about 40 years old. You grimace at the pain with your hand. Soon, however, Skeleton's face turned white as if he knew he was watching him.

The children who looked like brothers and sisters behind her were trembling at each other. Judging the situation, she was the image of a brave mother. Humans express a little sympathy, and if they're lucky they may ignore it, but unfortunately for her and the children, the opponent was a skeleton. It was a pure killing machine, with no emotion at all, unlike a robot.

Skeleton approached women and children without mercy or hesitation. The children began to cry, and the woman hugged them tightly and closed her eyes. Above it, a ruthless skeleton's blade rises high.

Shortly after, Skeleton's blade left the house was covered in new blood. The blood that was running out was very clear about the fate of the women and children. Skeletons roam the streets again in search of their next hunt.

Aaaaahhhh!

You hear a terrible scream from afar. Another unfortunate man appears to have fallen victim to Skeleton's surveillance. Some of the survivors, hiding here and there in the city, hear the screams. I hugged my trembling body and buried it deeper in the place where I was hiding. Please wait for rescue at least a day sooner. But even with such hope, there are more and more victims, and in proportion to that, there are fewer and fewer survivors.

Wellington, a city filled with the sounds and energy of people, has transformed into a city literally ruled by death, where tens of thousands of skeletons are now roaming around in search of survivors.

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New Zealand's nature is world-renowned. Splendid mountains, blue lakes and azure waters. He was the first to attract tourists to New Zealand.

Among New Zealand's natural landscapes, there was a woman who flew a dazzling silver head under a remarkably large mountain. Emilia stares at the mountain as if it were some kind of high-quality material. Looking at the scale in detail, she soon nodded.

'At this rate.'

She moves her hand. The skeletons behind her swarm together. It should come as no surprise that there is another group of skeletons here, because they are skeletons that are slaughtering humans vigorously and driving New Zealand to the edge of destruction. Among other things, Emilia is leading one of the most spectacular acts of authenticity. But it was different from the skeletons that were trampling New Zealand. He wasn't wearing any armor or, and he wasn't holding a knife. What you're holding are pickaxes and shovel-like tools. It wasn't something you couldn't use as a weapon, of course, but it wasn't something you could use as a weapon.

A group of skeletons, ordered by Emilia, walk to where she pointed. You slap the sloped side of the mountain with a pickaxe. It was a hard rock layer, but much stronger than a human and tireless skeleton dug a hole easily. Other skeletons fly out of the rubble. A small hill emerges from the stones you dug up in no time. A group of skeletons cut down a group of trees growing around it. I took it into the hole I had branched and cut to a reasonable length. Plant the trees like columns in a hole. It was a pillar to prevent the hole from collapsing.

Emily slowly enters the cave that Skeleton dug. You block your nose with your sleeve in the dirt. Her mind was similar to that of humans, although it was not originally made weak enough to cause dysfunction in the body. I couldn't look at the scattered dust with a happy glance.

Emily changes her orders as the skeletons dig deeper. The skeletons, which were digging in a straight line through the cave, are divided into two. I split in two and dug through the cave like it was a flat wall. After that, other skeletons cling. I carved a flat wall and engraved various symbols.

Emily watches the work unfolding.

'Thought I'd dig deeper and build it.'

What Emilia was building was an altar. The world's first altar. Power to fully draw the Demon King's power. Therefore, it was common for the Demon King's Altar to be dug deep into the mountains for his protection, but he could not afford it now. Before the altar was completed and able to defend itself, it was merely a barrier to the surface of the mountain to avoid bombardment.

The New Zealand attack was successfully completed. However, to call it complete success, we have to endure human resistance and fix the wires. In order to carry out a successful defense line, you need to make sure you can use all your strength as soon as possible.

'I'm not gonna shoot you in the nuts.'

Rather, it was likely that the bombing would be contained in the metropolitan area. If you drop a bomb on a judge who doesn't know if there are any survivors, it's obvious that any country in the world will be blamed for it. If you think about humanity's nightmares that will begin with this first step, you think it is better to eradicate even the smallest number of people, but we don't know the exact information yet. And throwing bombs won't wipe out the undead completely.

But the worst is always to be prepared. Once this altar is completed, it will be able to stop the human counterattack more perfectly.

Starting with this first altar, many altars must be built in New Zealand to overthrow New Zealand itself with its influence. Only after that will you be able to be evaluated for the perfect stitching of the first button.

The skeleton quickly makes its way to the bottom of the altar. The lower level of the altar is the least defensive system that will keep the pupils from collapsing. Once the lower part is completed, the entire top of the mountain will be bombed and the altar will be revealed, and if it is not attacked directly, the altar will not fall.

Approximately one month before the altar is completed. As you planned, you should be able to endure it. Emily watches the bottom of the altar as it slowly finishes.

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Oh, no. Again, the aristocracy is twisting. I have to finish this year!!