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“Draft!”

When Jun-san calls, Draan steps forward with his shield out.

“Why didn't you call me? I was so annoyed! ”

As she steps forward, the three helmets emit fire from her tail, as if waiting.

No, it was not a fire, to be exact.

This is what we call a flame radiator.

“Argh!”

It had a violent flame effect on the moment it came into contact with the air, and it was as sticky as napalm, so once it was buried in the body, it would lead to a fatal injury.

Of course, Semi-Phantom, Hennessy, and Lychez were pre-equipped with flame-retardant seeds, but there was no one here who wanted to test what would happen if they went into a place like a respirator and burned inside their bodies.

“Aye!”

Instead of running and avoiding, Rices triggers his defense magic to stop the Helm Crab's flames.

Watching the flame fluids pouring out of the defensive wall, the quadrilateral summons the dark spirits in succession and deploys them like the Sword Bridge.

After falling directly over the helmet's head, the quadrilateral takes Langdazal's anger out of his inventory, grabs it in his hand, and throws it straight down.

But, uh...

Tung!

Randazal's fury, enhanced to +10, bounced off quite simply.

The shell of the helmet fell like a rubber ball as soon as it was struck by a large iron ball and immediately recovered to its original state.

It feels more like a form restoration than a regeneration.

Jun-san saw the helmet's tail facing him and fled the phase war again.

“Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

The draft, which avoided flammable liquids thanks to Leeches, raised its shield and raised its spear towards the helmet, triggering a webuncharge.

No matter how good you look, you can't feel anything more than the recklessness of a beetle hitting your ass at a falling rock mass.

“That assault fool! ”

Rices tried to hang something magical with his tongue, but without a chance for her to use her hand, the draft immediately collided with the helmet crab at a fierce pace.

To be precise, however, all he hit fiercely was a draft, and the helmet crab bowed down, tightening its shell to the ground, and handed her over with a modest slope.

Empty!

“On?”

The tail of the helmet flies like a whip towards the draft, which is turned upside down and floats into the air.

The draft was in the air, so there was no way to avoid it, but the shield prevented the attack.

“Argh!”

After all, Draan was forced to fly away like a baseball hit by a bat.

“Hennesses!”

Lychez calls Hennesse's name, and then, later, he triggers his magic.

“White Silver Spear! Fly and stab my enemy! ”

As her magic spell sounded, an ice column, like a giant spear, formed in the air, and flew toward the helmet in a straight line to chase after the draft.

Quad Yip!

The window of ice smashed into the back of the helmet with a violent noise and immediately smashed into pieces all over.

Again, the back of the helmet crab plunged into the air for a while and returned to its original shape, but for a short period of time, the draft was able to regain its position.

“Good luck... you would have thrown me! ”

Draan grabbed the spear and shield again.

Right then.

Another helmet catches Leeches and approaches quickly.

“Argh!”

After looking at the condition of the draft, Riches, who had not captured it, tried to spread his shield with a surprise expression.

However, the moment she tried to speak with her mouth about the shield spell, she saw the back of a man wrapped in a wide back cloak in front of her eyes.

That was the quadrant.

Joon Sang held the Bloodsucker in his hand instead of Randazal's anger. He lowered his stance toward the helmet crab that was running towards Lychez and swung it with a golfing motion.

Puck!

Nor did he use any other technology.

He just swayed the power of his strength and his bloodshed.

However, the helmet crab that ran like a chariot with its armor around its entire body turned upside down and floated into the air.

Unlike the case of Draan, he was overwhelmingly sized, and one day he felt his surroundings darkened.

“Ah...”

Ritches looked smart.

The shell of a crustacean hiding inside the shell of a helmet shows ten legs that resemble it buzzing.

As if it were a static screen, the moment it appeared in her eyes, the quadrant grabbed and fixed the axe, and at that moment the helmet crawled over their heads and fell to the ground.

“Riches, I ask you to hold back. ”

“Yes!”

Lychez is briefly stunned by the overwhelming sight in front of his eyes, and then listens to the quadrant and casts a spell on the helmet crab running towards him.

The whirlwind she triggered was no different.

The huge whirlwind lifts the body by applying force to the bottom of the helmet, which seems to have flipped over a wide bowl.

While Rice was performing his magic, Junsang approached the inverted helmet crab and triggered a hit with a blood-sucker.

One second, and two seconds.

But even before he gathered all his strength, the helmet shook its tail fiercely and turned its upside down.

“Cheers!”

Joon Sang unleashes a completely uncommitted force towards the helmet, but the helmet lightly bounces off the attack with its shell.

“That's annoying.”

When the body is turned over, he recalls the weakness of the helmet crab, which never returns to its original position. However, he was able to reverse the body with magnetism due to the bending of his tail.

In the eyes of the quadrilateral kicking his tongue, a scene of Rice using whirlpools to wrap the helmet around his eyes.

Because of the shape of the outer shell, the helmet could not withstand the power of its powerful whirlpool and was unable to regain consciousness in the air.

“There was a way. ”

Soon after summoning Eli, Junsung summoned the whirlwind spirit, Lava.

Whirlwind might not be as powerful as Rice's magic on its own, but Eli's Spirit Amplification abilities are similar enough.

“Eli!”

Eli raises a strong whirlwind as the quadrilateral shouts, avoiding the attack of the Helm Crab that sprays flame liquids toward him.

The Helm Crab struggles with its legs and tails, but immediately its body turns upside down and rises to the sky, and a quadrant flies in front of its eyes.

“Phew...”

Soon after hitting him, he gathers his strength for five seconds, revealing his belly, and releases it towards the hammering helmet.

Lightning!

A white glimmer flashes on the skin of the leg, and the blue body fluids puck and pop up within.

Joon Sang had to flip over the helmet's body fluids without being able to avoid it.

As if fluorescence had been applied to her, she turned over the fluorescent liquid, kicked her tongue and stopped the whirlwind, then rolled to the ground and lowered the axe once again into the furnace of a scorching helmet, completely cutting off her life.

“Phew...”

A sequelae of the bludgeoning was causing the quadrilateral body to emit white smoke from the stem.

Originally, they would have had to be helped to recover from Hennesses or Rices, but now they're both dealing with their own helmets, so I couldn't afford it.

“Bamtol.”

So Joon Sang summoned Bamtoli to help him recover.

Bamtol used healing potions in conjunction with restorative magic to restore quadruple health.

“Well done.”

After his health is restored, Jun-san sends Eli to the helmsman that Draan is dealing with, and then sets off a phase war against the one that Rices is holding.

After finding out how to attack, the helmet is no longer a quadruple enemy, and shortly afterwards it collapses with a burst of bluish body fluids.

“Phew...”

“Well done.”

He said he wasn't doing very well and took out the beverage from the cabinet and gave it to the junior.

“Huh? What is that? ”

“Would you like some? There's a lot. ”

It was the first drink I drank.

“This?”

“Ah... my mother took care of it. You said it was good for fatigue recovery. ”

“You did.”

Jun-san is drowned in his thoughts as Montmont looks at the beasts' carcasses and grabs the seeds.

The battle immediately followed, but Rices' words were of considerable significance.

Jun-san raises his hand and touches the temples.

First of all, there are two possibilities to think about.

The first is likely to have a seed in his head only, and the second is likely to have a seed hidden like that in the head of all the other deaf patients.

Although not yet properly verified, he thought he was the only one with a special seed.

The reason is, of course, that he did not notice that the seed was concealed in such a way, even with Montmont's discerning ability.

If you want to recognize the seeds in your own head that the middle ear can't shave my head, you need to be able to activate the eyesight even when you look in the mirror.

Of course it's impossible.

But what if it's a dream?

Montmont's discernment level is 29.

This is a high figure that is close to his level.

The fact that even such a dream did not notice the existence of this seed, in other words, only meant that the system had deliberately concealed it.

And if it's systematically concealed, it's no wonder you didn't notice the seeds of other noble patients, whether they were quadriplegic or dreamy.

“Well...”

If so, for what?

Why did you hide the seeds hidden in your patients' heads?

At that time, one more word came to mind in the head of the quadrant.

It's the day of harvest.

I've only been thinking about the target of that horse from the Dark Seed users until now.

Because of their behavior of feeding human beings, they thought that the subject of the harvest would also be human.

But now that I think about it in relation to the situation, it was the wrong idea.

In the first place, if you simply intend to harvest an ordinary human being, there is no reason to wait for this kind of time.

Before your patients have greater power, if they are in the harvest, the power of modern civilization will not stop them.

Nevertheless, why are they waiting for the day of harvest?

It is simple

It is because it is not yet fully available for harvest.

If it is to plant a seed in the head of the returnee and wait for enough food, it also explains why they are waiting for the day of harvest.

The subject of the harvest was not a normal human from the beginning, but was limited to returnees with seeds in their heads.

If so, the general public and the returnee are distinguished by whether or not they have a seed in their head, which can also mean that the source of the different abilities represented by the card system is the seed in their head.

Then, the name of the device acquired under the name of the Ancient Relic is the Portable Interface.

The role of the mobile phone and this device is just an interface by its name, and the body is the seed in the head.

“No... wait. ”

Joon Sang continued to think that he had forgotten something important.

What is it?

To recall something that did not seem to be grasped in his hand, Montmont approached him, who turned a bunch of blue blood in front of him, trying to close his eyes.

It looks like you've finished collecting all the seeds.

Joon Sang habitually calls out a water spirit and wipes the body fluids on him, then reports the body of the beast that shone beyond him, reminding him of what he had forgotten.

“The corpse...”

It is.

The corpse was the problem.

In the Purification of the Forest quest, Joon Sang first saw the body of the same returnee.

After being summoned to sleep and sealed, she disappeared with a beam of light within a week of being torn apart by zombies and killed.

The reason why the seed has been hidden in your patient's head so far is unknown.

It was because there was no way to find the bodies of the returnees.

“From the beginning... from the beginning. ”

The reason you were losing your mind before the tutorial is also the stage for the seed transplant, and the reason why the corpse is transported somewhere at the same time as death is also the reason for the seed collection. Everything fits perfectly.

Junsung murmurs at Montmont's three seeds.

“What the hell is this? ”

Moreover, the problem was not the only one.

Dark Seed users are not the only ones who say the word harvest day.

However, for convenience, the presiding officer of this quest, which he called the system, was publicly issuing a quest to sanction such dark seed users.

It's not the right thing to call a smoking tactic.

Dark Seed users are contesting the system by placing a harvest on the seed.

“Master.”

At that time, Rices approached and looked at him with a worried expression.

Then I also like the presence of Rices.

Had she not been there, Joon Sang would have realized that it was only on the day of harvest that there was a seed in his head and that it was the object of harvest.

Even if she doesn't know the system, she also knows that she has that ability.

How else is this to be accepted?

It's so cunning to think it's a coincidence.

What if her own existence is a relief for something?

Joon Sang's head started to get complicated again with this kind of thinking.

“Afterwards...”

Joon-sang lightly sighed and got out of his seat, picked up the communicator that he had put in his inventory, contacted the U.S. troops who were waiting, and immediately informed Dylan that the mission was complete.

After reaching out, Joon Sang said to his two companions who were watching him with worrying eyes.

“First... let's go back. ”

“Yes.”