The World of Masks

The battle in Canberra has now begun to unfold. It is not yet dawn yet, but the night has definitely gone deeper. Thanks to the support of the legions, they were able to form a constant line of defense in Canberra and endure, but the endless presence of undead has bore them to death. The undead push their companions back and forth as if they were spooning a large lake. About the time the undead's corpse piled up like a mountain in front of the superpowers, I heard good news.

A group of escorts, including Arongo, have disabled the portal. I can finally put an end to this invisible fight. Of course, the undead that the portal had already vomited did not disappear, but the fact that there was still an end was enough to inspire the superpowers. And so was Charles.

Boom, boom!

Several lightning strikes the road. The magnitude of the lightning that consumed the dark and sprinkled a bright glow at once was overwhelming. The skeletons who brutally trampled the streets were incinerated like garbage.

"There's no end to it."

I burst into flames. Charles was defending a vast street by himself, thanks to its powerful power. However, Charles' defenses were more easily defended than any other distance. Zombies, regular skeletons, and even black skeletons have been swept away by the power of lightning. The trams appear to be a bit disturbing, but the other undead have not infiltrated more than a point from Charles.

Despite all that, the undead have stumbled upon the fragments of the destroyed undead. I still had strength and mental strength, but I had to get tired of the endless quantities.

[But since the portal is closed, this will all be over one day.]

"I really wish that time had come sooner. I don't want to see the sun rise on the battlefield."

Phage job!

Again, two strikes of lightning strike the skeletons literally. A group of skeletons faint, smoking sand, with their white bones charred. But a horde of skeletons surrounds it again. It was time for Charles to scatter the lightning again, with his face bored.

Shhh!

Kuang! Kuang!

After the sound of the air tearing off, two light bulbs rise from afar. Charles looks at the rising of the blaze in surprise.

"Hey, hey. You don't think they still have Allied weapons in their hands, do you?"

If so, the superpowers must be prepared for a tremendous loss.

[Well, isn't that too far to go? They're in undead formation, by the way. Even if I made a mistake, it makes too much difference.]

Contrary to surprised Charles, Ueron calmly judges the situation. Obviously, the cannonball has fallen too far from the human side of the camp due to an error.

Kuang! Kuang! Kuang!

There are three more explosions. Fortunately, another explosion has occurred from the Undead. Of course, an undead faction was expected to damage the residential area as it was inside Canberra City, but once the evacuation in the area was complete and the situation was resolved, there was no complaint. The question was, who made that explosion?

"Once viewed as an explosion, it looks like it was fired from our side ."

Maybe one of the Allies that defended Canberra survived. Charles continues to pass through the incoming undead, looking around at where the cannonballs have fallen.

"Ah, I inform PPSO people.

"Sir?"

Charles listens to the voice of authenticity coming from the communicator suddenly.

Those who shoot now are allies. Repeat. Those who shoot now are allies.

'Friendly? Were there any Allied forces left?'

But they must have been wiped out by the time they arrived. As Charles tilts his head, the answer to the question is solved by the word of the next legitimate.

A coalition troop who was stationed some distance from Canberra and could not make it in time arrived. From now on, you will spread out the alliance lines with the Allied forces that have been heavily supplied.

[Luckily, you're one of our reinforcements.]

"Ah, now I can sigh."

With the portal closed, the enemy can no longer send reinforcements, and this is the new reinforcements.

From now on, I'm going to go a little harder. Reinforcements must be here, too, now we can wipe them out from inside Canberra!

The voice of authenticity beyond the communicator was a little encouraging.

"You feel good, don't you?"

[With reinforcements on.If you're not a lunatic or a hostile, you should feel good.]

"I'm sure it is. What do you mean, it's going hard?"

With lightning behind the incoming undead, Charles tilts his head. However, his question was solved very quickly. With tremendous stress.

"Ahhhh!"

Unleashes a burst of thunder and lightning. In an instant, dozens of lightning strikes and devastates the surrounding undead. It was such a powerful blow that you couldn't even think of approaching.

Looks like you're done, Charles, roughly, to the next point .

"Now, wait a minute, sir!"

Charles panicked and grabbed the communicator.

"It's too soon! Give me a break!"

I've given you enough.

Compared to Charles, who speaks desperately enough to feel the threat of his life, the voice of authenticity coming over the communicator is relaxed. Charles admired quite a lot of authenticity personally, but something was missing in this conversation. He floats a thick vein of blood on his forehead and says over the communicator.

"Where did you get enough?! No, you're really pushing it too hard!"

After the reinforcements arrived and declared a takeover of Canberra, the reinforcements gave their orders with a thunderstorm speed and vigor. Even the mightiest superpower, Charles, pushes you mad enough to rush in. But Jinsuk dismissed Charles' complaint.

Stop being so grumpy. You're still relaxed, not limited to your stamina. Don't worry, we're giving you enough orders to do just that.

That's even creepier. '

Charles was really bored.

Honestly, if I couldn't really afford to complain like this, I couldn't. No, rather, his stamina was overflowing and he didn't have a problem with his superpowers. However, the order of the legislation was demanding that the timing be really close. Orders that would be detrimental to other colleagues are poured out by the minute if they could not follow orders.

What was even more frightening was that the success of the operation would come without a single error when we followed his orders. Charles is on the front lines, but the superpowers are taking over Canberra at a rapid rate. Charles himself was able to keep up, but the others were worried. To be honest, the current thumbs were stronger for other colleagues. But he also added a note to Charles to see if he noticed that.

"Don't worry, we know all the abilities of the superpowers that are part of the PPSO. They're all thinking, giving orders. The people I don't understand are Charles and Arongo, who don't know what the limits are yet. because they don't know what the limits are, and they know how to roll them.

"Didn't I hear something creepy about rolling now!"

"Hahahaha! Then I believe you, Charles.

Knuckles!

Communication lost unilaterally.

"Oh, shit!"

Charles squeezes his right arm wide and scatters lightning. As the skeletons approach with their swords as if they were still alive, they quickly become ashes.

[Luckily, it doesn't seem like you're giving too many orders.]

"Yes, but ."

A little grumbling, Charles follows orders and runs down the road. Every time there is a flash of light that drives out the darkness with a loud noise, the undead who are filling the road collapse with excellence. The superpowers were already on their way to Anzag Parade, which the Allied forces had used as a second line of defense.

Soon Charles arrives at the point where he tells him to move. There were ten lifetimes of superpowers who had already arrived before the undead.

Boom, boom, boom!

The stalks of the epilepsy strike the undead like a storm. The undead, gathered in clumps, fall swiftly. The superpowers whistle to welcome him, knowing that Charles has arrived. However, they were scattered abruptly in all directions as the next command came. Of course, I waved or yelled at Charles as I dispersed. Waving back to them, Charles mutters.

"That's really scary. It's not like some guy's gears are gonna fit. No, I mean, isn't this almost superpowers? Aren't you a tactical genius because you're a superpower, too?"

[It's a reasonable doubt, but holding our debris in your body doesn't make your head feel better. That's enough to know you're still a fool with the best god in the world.]

"This kid !"

Charles clears up the remaining undead while he brings down the blame on Ueron who scratches his insides. Then I looked around. Just around the corner, the length of the parade. The undead are swarming, but there are no obstacles to avoid. He said he wouldn't be around for at least three minutes.

"Then you won't have to."

Charles draws strength together. To be honest, so far, I've had a feeling I'd be less empowered not to destroy things like habitats. However, if there is an empty space with no obstruction, such as here .

"Ahhhh!"

Flash!

Along the path of Canberra's Dramatic Parade comes a great rush of lightning.