Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

< Chuckle, Chuckle! Choo-wook, choo-hoo! >

As the sound gets closer, the vow slowly breathes while placing his hand on his chest without being able to look outside.

Have you ever been so nervous?

I've been through a lot. But I don't think I've ever been this nervous.

The cause of tension was the feeling of helplessness that nothing could be done.

< Chuckle, Chuckle! Choo-wook, choo-hoo! >

The child's father always held the child in his arms. However, the child took off his head and glittered at the resplendent eyes. Curiosity overcame fear.

Seowon looked at the child and recalled the feelings he had lost here.

Curiosity.

It was out of curiosity that I was able to stand higher than anyone else in hell.

Curiosity about the opponent's force and curiosity about the Beast.

However, after opening his eyes here, Seowon hardly felt curiosity.

It was only because he knew the future and everything.

I felt a glimmer in my head.

But the vows did not focus on that feeling.

Warriors in the battlefield must focus solely on the company of the enemy.

Only the warriors who are caught in the crossroads by wild flowers and winged butterflies lose.

I focused my attention on the present.

He carefully glances at the plank.

You notice two battle gears as the ground shakes.

The vows that saw the odd appearance of the battle gear frowned unconsciously.

‘Is that Iron Man? What, is that...? ’

Overall, it was similar to Oberon's gear. But it looks bigger and bigger than Oberon's battle gear.

The vow tilted its head.

He has witnessed many battlefields, weapons of nations and groups he has never heard of. But I've never seen a weapon that looks as strange as that battle gear.

The vows felt a profound sense of otherness.

The arms and legs of the battle gear are painted red and gold like Iron Man. However, the paint on the head and torso was white and blue.

Most stages are painted with a solid color that is not noticeable. That way you can stay out of enemy's sight and hide yourself when you're not. However, the battle gear was painted in various colors that did not match.

I could feel the struggling psychopath's battle gear.

Unlike its childish exterior, it was as genuine as the strong feeling of battle gear firing.

< Chuckle, Chuckle! Choo-wook, choo-hoo! >

As the two stages approached, the breath of the vow faded.

The curiosity of wanting to face it in person and the helplessness of the reality that cannot be.

The vow calmed the beating heart and focused the nerves in front of the forehead.

Where did they come from? ’

I didn't think it belonged to Blackwater.

Eric Prince is mentally obsessed with his appearance. I won't allow that kind of mid-batch paint to die and wake up. How much more expensive equipment like that? Eric Prince has to paint his own color to get the job done.

If you weren't part of Blackwater, you'd have someone working with you.

Oberon said that some economical countries, large capital-rich enterprises and large PMCs possess battle gear.

Which of them needs to be put to sleep with the Blackwater?

No matter how much I thought about it, nothing came to mind.

< Chuckle, Chuckle! Choo-wook, choo-hoo! >

As the battle gear passes right in front, the vows open their eyes to the planks. After a while, I looked back at the sound. At that moment, he doubted his eyes.

‘!!!!! ’

The back of the head of the battle gear.

There were eight flames arranged in concentric circles.

Ordinary people will think of the Sun as a logo that is often seen in the Aztec civilization. However, in the eyes of the vows, it was neither visible by fire nor by the sun.

The light in his eyes was eight lotus petals.

It was something that I had seen so much in purgatory that I could never forget.

Black Lotus.

‘I shouldn't have come alone. ’

He recalls Black Lotus, his nemesis, and the heartbeat of his vow rises like crazy.

I felt a mix of joy and flesh, curiosity, expectation, and fear in my lower stomach.

Thinking about the Black Lotus, I understood the unparalleled application of that Battle Gear.

The Battle Gear painting, which reminds me of Iron Man, was originally red and gold. Red and gold are China's favourite colors. But to conceal his identity here, he painted only a new part of his torso, which would have been the white and blue that the United States had come up with.

At that moment, I came up with a strange idea.

Blackwater and Blacklotus.

‘No way... ’

Seowon shakes his head to get rid of his ominous thoughts.

It didn't make sense to think that conservative Eric Prince was connected to China, even though he was born in a conservative family and had an elite education.

When the vow shook his head, the child who did not overcome curiosity struggled to get out of his father's arms.

The father couldn't make a sound, but the young skin covered in dust and sweat was so slippery.

As soon as he got out of his father's hands, he ran to the vows to watch the battle gear.

< Daycare! >

You hear the barefoot landing on the cement floor.

It was a small sound that could not be heard even if I listened outside. But he had a hunch that something was wrong. The battle gear gazes at the building where he is.

However, the vows did not take their eyes off the planks in order to not miss a single scene.

The battle gear reaches for the building with the vows.

Seowon notices something shifting in the metal palms of the battle gear.

"No!!! ’

< Kuaaaaahhh!!! >

There was dust and smoke everywhere.

The battle gear's handgestures were all smashed into pieces along with the windows and the front doors of the first floor of the building.

The two battle gears look at the ruined building for about 30 seconds and then walk away.

< Chuckle, Chuckle! Choo-wook, choo-hoo! >

The sound of the battle gear's movement grows further and further away.

The battle gear, which had just smashed a few more buildings around the city, disappeared into the sky with a loud noise after the scouting.

A few moments later, you hear a crumbling sound in the ruined building.

A small face appeared between the stacked newspaper and the planks and looked everywhere.

The child glances around and quickly escapes the ruins. And like a dog digging the ground, I took away planks and smashed furniture with a quick stroke.

The man crouches as he moves for a long time while sweating thickly.

A hunched man.

The man was protecting something with his whole body.

The child's face brightened.

“Dad!"

“Ahmed!"

The man curled up, raised his torso and hugged the child.

After a touching encounter with the rich, the man looks at the person he was protecting.

The child opens his eyes wide and closes his mouth to scream.

A large pillar sits on the thigh of a faint vow.

The man uncovered the turban from the head of the vow and handed it to the child, then carefully grabbed the wooden pillar on the thigh of the vow with both hands. Then I told him Moore and counted slowly.

The child grabbed the bridge of the vow.

“One, two, three! ”

On the count of three, the man empowered his hands.

The wooden column is easily heard. However, as soon as I heard the pillar, blood gushed from the thighs of the vow.

The nail in the pillar pierced his thigh.

The child holding the leg of the vow pressed down on the turban as soon as blood gushed out.

A child with a coat of blood made a tear looking at his father.

The area around the vow was a sea of blood.

The child's father looked at the vows with a worried face.

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- Day 7 of disconnection.

The loss of communication with the vows has left the Shadow Warrior in a state of hypertension.

Not only them, but Gary Jackson at the headquarters of Paul Bremer and Washington, as well as Joon-won Kim and Harry Ralph in Los Angeles, were greatly baffled by the whereabouts of vows.

However, the Shadow Warrior acted calmly in a pre-ordained manner without notifying anyone of the vows' disappearance.

The void in the vow was filled with John Ackins and the dragon.

John Ackins was advisor to Paul Bremer's Iraqi policy instead of a vow, working with the Shadow Warrior's business contract, and the dragon carried out training and actual escort work for its newly recruited members.

Fortunately, the Shadow Warrior was perfectly fine on its own. But internally, he faced a huge crisis.

“I can't. I have to go myself.”

Terry Cummings stops you as the dragon steps out of the meeting.

“Don't do that. What would you say if your vows found out later about your excitement? ”

“Shit! I don't even know if he's dead or alive, but where is he later? ”

John Ackins said to the repetitive behavior of the dragon on the seventh day.

“That's enough. ”

“This is all happening because of you. Stop what? ”

As the dragon opened its eyes, John's calm face turned cold.

He stood up without a word and looked into the dragon's eyes.

“Is it all because of me that you can't get in touch with your vows? ”

“Yes, you bastard. Don't just use it for your head, think about it. If you had followed me to the end, would your horrific vows have entered such a dangerous place? ”

I couldn't argue.

John knows best how much his vows cared for him.

He also secretly blamed his vows for saving himself.

As the dragon pointed forward during the heartache, it suddenly caught fire.

The anger and grudge that had been piled up in my heart so far was going to explode all at once, thinking that I had died because of my wife and daughter, as well as my vows.

John Ackins' breathing sounds rough.

John, who has never been more excited, suddenly breathes out, and everyone is nervous and watches John's behavior. Even the dragons no longer provoked John.

John Ackins thought his lower belly was burning.

After a while, I felt the lava boiling through my lower abdomen to the perineum located between my testicles and my anus.

His bloodshot eyes turn towards the dragon.

No matter how angry, supportive, and stir-fried you are among your peers. But the dragon now thought John had exposed himself to murder.

The bewildered dragon looked at his comrades, not knowing what to do.

Surprised Terry Cummings and Harry Giles grip John's arms and begin to dry.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“It's no big deal. Don't get excited.”

John Ackins had a hard time controlling his rage.

As he exhales, he starts trembling as the hot feeling spreads throughout his lower half.

Along with him, I was perspired by the enormous pain that was hard to express in words that seemed to pierce my lower abdomen.

Terry Cummings and Harry Giles grip and dry John's shifting arms. However, it was not easy to cope with John's sudden release of super-strength.

Every time John moves his arms, the men shake.

John lets out a heavy breath, striking his teeth like a man who shivers from the cold.

His skin was too red to look black.

“Shhh.”

Strange sounds came from John's mouth, groaning or something.

The three of them felt that something big had happened that they couldn't control. But no one knew what to do.

Then the conference room door opened and an Arab kid with a twinkling eye came in.

The three, except John, looked at the boy in a surprised look.

The boy gestures back, expressing a fierce look on his face.

“Come on, come on! ”

A short while later, a vow appeared under the support of the Iraqi people.

“Ah…!!!!! ”

The three people who saw the broken vows did not open their mouths easily.

Seowon's gaze was on John.

A heavy, thorny voice came out.

“Oh my……. ”

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