The World of Masks

[What are you doing! Get up! Get out of here!]

Letoovi shouts. Is it because of the feeling of a little crying in her voice?

"Don't say too much. What else am I supposed to do in this situation? '

The attack was truly the last blow. I didn't have the strength to lift a finger anymore.

[But move! If you don't, you will!]

She exclaims furiously.

“Hahaha, I don't think it's a bad thing to hear your voice like that. ”

[This is no time for games!]

Taylor was able to smile at the image of her who had completely abandoned her image of worrying about herself in this situation.

'You should get along well with God. Kint and Brad don't know the good stuff. Stupid things.'

I thought of two things that were unfamiliar with their gods. Maybe they're still having that awkward and uncomfortable relationship.

"No, are they doing the same thing to me? '

I understand that all the amplifiers have been delivered to God's Holder. That means that those who have other 'gods' may also be trapped. Thinking about it, the odds were high.

'Who cares who? I'm in a hurry.'

“Okay, okay. I'll try to resist. ”

I stood up forcefully. The bridge trembles.

'Damn, this is really hard.'

But I still had to resist. His goddess is worried.

“I don't know how they set up such a fascinating trap, but · · · · · · ·. ”

Taylor circles the flames again, feeling like he's burning up all the life in his body. Fortunately, the flame rose to his will. It was very weak, but I was still able to resist.

“Forget the idea of an easy kill. ”

Taylor mutters excitedly, but full of will.

Enemies rush at Taylor in unison.

* * *

I've been feeling good about the outbreak. While the world was being invaded, it was true that someone might say what nonsense it was, but it still felt good.

I felt so good that all the relationships I had abandoned had gradually recovered. If we just save the world like this, we can go back to the way we were before. I tried my best to hold that hope in my heart.

But now, the feeling of the pandemic was at its worst.

“Huff! Huff! ”

Exhales roughly. The rough rock that touched his back supported him. The rugged surface of the rock couldn't be more comfortable.

Fight! Fight!

I heard something nearby. The pandemic was furious. I bent over as much as I could. His body is completely hidden behind the rock. I think my breath sounds too loud, and the distraction stops. The exhausted body craves oxygen, but it tries to ignore its instincts. If you breathe to live and then die, what kind of irony is that?

Without making a sound, the pandemic stands still.

Jubbuck! Jubbuck!

It was definitely footsteps. Quite a large group. It was not a scale that could be handled quietly.

Please, just go! '

I prayed in my heart.

Knng! Knng!

You hear the snoring and sniffing. It's not human. It sounded as if the pig smelled it and was wondering if it could be eaten. And as soon as I knew that, the pandemic was blue.

[We must attack!]

According to Natia, the plague jumps over the rocks.

It was them. The monsters, the undead, and the humans of the other world. Now they're the bastards who want to kill the pandemic thoroughly.

They seem a little embarrassed, but they straighten themselves out. I was disappointed that I wanted my enemies to fall into chaos. But the enemy wasn't completely overwhelmed. The pandemic aims for a gap.

Fight!

Several strands of light rose from his hand. Enemies collapse without a chance to react. But not all of them fell down.

Whoo-hoo!

A sharp sword swoops in with its power. It wasn't one or two. Humans, undead, and monsters swoop in from side to side. Like a hard workout, the collaborator was closer to the arts. That too deadly art.

“Damn it!”

The pandemic reaches out to the most clumsy of them all.

Pucheng!

Spatula!

The beam of light and the arm of the plague were cut off almost simultaneously. The ray of light pierces the target enemy perfectly. At the same time, the arm of a dismembered monument floats through the air with countless Fibonas.

Screaming!

Phew!

“Huff!”

Others attack you and rob you of the remains. My chest is cut off, stabbed in the side, and my remaining arm is cut in half and rattled. However, the attack that the scavenger carried out without saving his body certainly punctured the surrounding area.

The sickness set foot in the light.

Fight!

The body of the plague, shrouded in light, disappears within the siege. He reappeared about 200 meters away.

“Huff! Huff! ”

I don't have time to look back. The distraction was up. I didn't know where this place was headed, but I had to run. Blood leaks from the wound without rest, and every time I run, my half-cut arm growls. Pain was a bonus.

Anyone else will die unless they run to the hospital right now. No, running to the hospital didn't seem like a good chance of saving his life.

However, the ability to endure the sickness up to this point was definitely giving the grace again.

Rrrrgh.

The wound fades like magic. The cut and stab wound disappears and the half-cut arm restarts. It was a severed arm that began to grow back.

This is the second time! Damn it! '

The amplifier explodes and the arm blows away once. I managed to regenerate it while running away, but the attack now cuts my arm off again.

Two amputations of the same arm. It was an experience I never wanted to experience

How are you feeling, Yoohyun?]

You hear Natia's worried voice. Normally, even if I was a little sick, I would respond with a smile, saying not to worry, but I haven't heard such a peaceful sound so far.

'It's a little hard.'

It's okay to regenerate wounds. The problem was the overuse of abilities when escaping the first siege. It was an option in a situation where the arm flew away and was in crisis, but the reactions were gnawing away at the body. I wanted to relax everywhere.

But there was no time to rest.

You hear loud noises and shouts from afar. Language I don't understand. You see people running from afar, fingering themselves.

The sickness empowered the running foot. I'm speeding up.

'Damn, if I could get the lighting technology going a little longer... · · · · · ·!'

The technique can be said to teleport as much as it can move at the speed of light. Optimal technology for the current situation.

But the distance was a problem. The maximum distance a kilometer can travel is one in the best condition. I was in a mess and now I have to limit myself to 2-300 meters. It cannot be used continuously.

[Focus on running away for now!]

The pandemic cleared her mind. You grip the teeth and run like an animal. As soon as I thought my body was feeling better, I went straight to the light.

After a few desperate hours, the pandemic was only able to break through the siege.

* * *

“Sorry!”

A big man dressed in fancy silver armor kneels. You can see the rot and guilt on his face without his helmet.

“You missed it after all. ”

The man who put the robe upside down said. The man's hands, which had been exposed outside the robe since he was quite old, were wrinkly. Even the grim voice was definitely the voice of an old man.

“That's amazing. Of all the 12 demons, you're the devil's contractor who controls the war. ”

Given the character of the target moving at the speed of light, it wraps a radius of 10 kilometers without any water leakage, and relies on elements for up to 30 kilometers. However, the opposing team slips out of the siege. This is not enough to impress me, it's ridiculous.

He is in the top position of the Demon King's army, and he looks at the man who is on his knees in front of him. He was the Knight of the Demon King who led the operation.

The priest slowly opened his mouth.

“But no matter how powerful the opponent may be, your failure will not change." ”

“No excuses! ”

“To be honest, we have to take lives and deprive ourselves of the right to be undead. ”

The face of the knight I was listening to silently became pale. I'm not afraid of death. Dying for the Demon King is not fear, but glory. But being deprived of the right to be an undead after death was an incomparable middleman.

Those who die for the Demon King will ascend to the world the Demon King prepared, and their bodies will continue to serve the Demon King as undead. An undead is not a regular undead that makes enemies and unbelievers into ingredients. Those who become undead cannot go into the Demon King's world. The only one who has gone to the Demon King's world is the one who has become the High Undead.

But the right to be the High Undead is deprived, and the spirit cannot be accepted into the Demon King's world. It is one of the most terrible punishments in the Church of Demons.

But the knight was speechless. You missed the Demon Lord's greatest enemy.

'Let's do this.'

The priest who stared at the knight shivering in fear again stops speaking coldly.

“But the Demon King, who was merciful, decided not to ask for this sin. ”

I hear the knight's head bowing.

“Some demons are too strong to do anything about it. ”

“Well, thank you very much. ”

The knight falls facedown.

“But the Demon Lord's mercy is this time only. If you believe in this mercy and fail your mission again... ”

“That's not going to happen! ”

The knight shouts, as if to show his sincerity in a voice.

“Okay, get out. ”

“Four!”

A lifetime ago, the knight left in front of the priest, forcibly dragging the snarling bridge.

'Then let me do my job.'

It's a shame I missed the funeral, but it doesn't matter. I also prepared a plan for that.

'We'll have to contact them.'

The priest wakes up.

* * *

“Oh, yeah? You missed? ”

· · · · · Yes. I am so sorry.

Jinsuk spoke informally. The voice on the other side of the communicator was filled with guilt. I told him I didn't care if he missed it, but he seemed to feel quite responsible.

“Well, no big deal. Got it.”

That's what he said. He cut off his communication.

“Did he miss him? ”

“They say so. ”

“Cockroach. ”

Eun-hee grunts. Jinhee slaps a large X on the piece of paper in front of her. There were already a few more X's on the paper. Jin looked up at the paper.

“Isn't the reputation of the 'one who holds God' great? You missed it.”

A total of three 'God-bearers' have been lost if the mission involves a pandemic.

So far, there has been no way to kill God, so even if you kill the contractor, you try to hold on to it under your control rather than removing the 'God-bearers' who will appear again somewhere.

But things changed. We have the means to kill God, and Earth's conquest is at hand. There is no reason to leave those who hold God in their hands.

“Well, isn't that great? If you hurt those teeth, they'll all come back here. ”

Eun-hee said with a meaningful smile.

“As you planned. ”

Even if we get out of the trap, a huge trap called Jinsuk still holds them together. A deadly trap in the name of trust. As long as they think of the place of origin as the place of return, they will always return to this spider web.

“So is he. ”

Eun-hee smiles beautifully, pointing to the name of the piece of paper with a big X on it.

“It would have been better for him to be caught now. ”

Jinseok agreed with Eun-hee.

“Then, shall we implement the next plan? Call Charles Lemington and tell him to let him go. ”

“Yep!"

Eun-hee left the tent of Jin, answering cheerfully.

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