The World of Masks

The man who was expelled from the airport was slowly walking the streets of Canberra. I felt like a big child walking around with a little ice cream nearby.

'This is Earth.'

It was completely different from his hometown. The buildings that stood like stabbing the sky were overwhelming only by their purpose, and the wagon that rides instead of the horse was a wonder. There were a lot of humans walking around. It was a lighting machine called a traffic light, a display of goods, hard-core sideblocks and asphalt.

'Indeed, it's even greater than I imagined.'

I was curious and looked around at the village. But he didn't come up from the countryside. Spatially and temporally conceptually, it was a place far from his hometown.

'But even so .'

The man's expression is engraved with a firm resolve.

'Everything is meaningless in the presence of the Demon King.'

The Demon Lord awakened himself. He told me the truth about the world.

'Gods to roll. No, demons!'

Their world is dying slowly. I got caught up in a prank fight with the demons.

'To protect my hometown.'

And for the new god who awakened himself.

'There is no such thing as bad feelings for this world and people in this world .'

But I can't help it. If only one of you had to survive, you should not have survived as your home.

The man raises his hand and looks at the watch on his wrist. I was thoroughly educated about the world's culture when it was first decided to enter this world. That's why the man was able to order skillfully at McDonald's while looking at his watch and using his smartphone.

There was quite a bit of time left until the operation.

The man who saw that there was still time left disappeared back into the streets to further examine this strange and exotic world.

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Shoot him!

The rough waves rush to the beach with their ugly faces. The waves seemed to wipe everything out, and they crawled up the sand on the beach with excitement. However, I could not resist the providence of nature, soon I lost my grim energy and left a long scar and returned to the sea.

The dark night, even in that empty time, when the moonlight died, the beach was engraved with scenery that was no different. There were no ordinary people on the beach, whether it was because of the place, time, or the ongoing war. A stray, nameless worm howls around.

Uahhhhhh!

You hear the sound of the ripples. I thought it might be a strong wave trying to climb the beach again, but it wasn't. The sound was definitely different from the sound of the waves.

Something slowly rises above the water in the deep sea. It appeared to be circular, slowly flowing the water of the sea.

Exactly!

An ominous voice echoes over the sea full of wind. Two spherical naturalizations appear beneath the rounded skull. The naturalization, like a copy of the blaze of hell, appeared in the underwater sea after that. A tremendous number of skeletons begin to climb to the shore, swimming through the currents with white arm bones.

From a distance, you see a giant object heading back into the deep sea through a harsh wave. A giant sea monster terrorizing the Allied Navy. But it was a little different from them. Monsters can only be controlled within the confines of the altar. It is, however, Australia's beach, thousands of kilometers from New Zealand. Altars in New Zealand have no influence here. That's why the Demon Lord sent in sea monsters made of undead. Unlike giant sea monsters, who usually cry out in a majestic voice and show off their presence, this undead hears only its master's commands quietly.

The seawater that flows down the skeleton's bones soaks the sand on the beach. The undead come up to the beach, quietly clamoring without a sound. Two eyes that resemble a fucking flame sweep around you.

Puddin '!

Something sank around them. A bird the size of a man's forearm. Flabby feathers and shimmerless feathers. Inside the beak, there are surprisingly sharp teeth. When biologists on Earth saw it, they said it was the first species they had ever seen.

However, even a small one, this bird was also a monster undead that was resurrected in its full form. The benefits of small sizes, infinite stamina, and maneuverability flying through the sky were those that were on the lookout and boundary of the Democratic army.

Sitting on a branch falling off the beach, the new Monster Undead goes into silence as if waiting for all the undead to come out. The skeleton walks endlessly under the sea. Among them, black skeletons that were completely melted in the dark like darkness were also visible.

The new form of Monster Undead spreads its wings wide, making sure that the skeleton is roughly clear. I flew straight up and slowly started flying in one direction. After that, thousands of dead began to follow slowly.

Night without even the moon. In the darkness, the group of dead went to the destination designated by the owner, using the darkness as their side.

Same time.

At Canberra International Airport, there was a bright light shining here and there, trying to rid the world of darkness. Particularly, the light emitted from the big, bright light above the sky shook. He glared at the crowded clouds and expressed his willingness not to allow even one intrusion.

A few soldiers were stationed on the ground at this ambitious time. The body cried out for faint fatigue and the underdog couldn't win, but to fulfill their duty, the soldiers kept waking their minds with bloodshot eyes. Some slapped their cheeks and drowsed them out.

However, the boundaries of the earth were relatively weak compared to those of the sky that had an iron-like boundary. There was a reason that the attacks that destroyed aircraft in New Zealand began in the sky, and above all, there was a low chance of being ambushed on the ground at Turra, an inland Canberra airport.

But inadvertently, their thinking was that the attack on the Demon Lord began from the ground.

Chug, chug, chug!

A group approaches Canberra Airport, a completely empty area around it. Although the distance was still quite far, Canberra Airport was clearly illuminated. Those wearing the body armor of a timeless mistaken man. The ground you stepped on seems to have lost a lot of weight. If you see those people wearing completely black armor, you will run away screaming and screaming in horror at the Allied forces, civilians, or Sausages. As the invaders of New Zealand were the undead in their armor, full-body armor was something that reminded us of skeletons slaughtering mercilessly, at least not of knights that were now the object of medieval romance.

But those human reactions would be surprisingly close to the answer for these people right now.

One of the crowd holds something in their hands and mutters. A low, gloomy voice echoes through the darkness, and a cheerful atmosphere revolves around it. The humans around him did the same with his creepy behavior. It was like a warm gathering of cults.

Knuckles!

I stopped making loud noises. Immediately, a rat's silence came over me. The eerie murmur is over, but the scattered atmosphere doesn't go away. Rather, it seemed to be chilled out by a sudden static.

Jubbuck!

The man in front of the crowd takes a step forward.

"Let's go."

Even though it was a faint voice, it was powered by the static surrounding it, and it entered the ears of the rest of the people. The rest of the group slowly began to take a step back.

Shortly after, they were able to reach the barbed wire that separates them from the airport.

"Who's there?"

Someone comes running from afar screaming. Guards patrolling the area. But no one in the hood was embarrassed.

"Kill him."

When the man in front of you gives the order, the two behind you make a move. The ground that they were treading on spurted out and the two of them accelerated in an instant. It was the blink of an eye.

"Huh, huh?"

As the two young men quickly narrowed the distance, the guards make a bewildered voice. You aim at the gun you were holding and pull the trigger. But it was too late.

Heave! Heave!

Two shots fired! The sword slits the soldier's throat clean and quickly slips back into fear.

Fluffy, fluffy!

I hear the sound of the head falling and the body losing the head slowly falls over. The men who killed the soldier turn away as if nothing had happened. Others didn't react much and didn't even look back. It was a very natural attitude.

"Let's go."

When the two guards are gone, the man spits it out again. At the same time, they jumped over the fence. In black armor, 2MM 50CM would be enough to jump over the fence like it was in a movie. They leapt over all the wire fences that were layered over them and disappeared into the airport.

And after a while.

Ow! Ow!

An emergency bell rings to alert the airport of the raid.