Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

Justin Anderson was impressed as he saw his vows rush towards the yellow sphere.

There is no attack when the Beast is spun. You should leave it until the end of the sport and then attack after the Beast is fully formed.

Justin Anderson shakes his head as he makes a vow of reckless action. A club against a machine gun thrower.

When vows arrived at the Beast, the sporting event was more than half complete. However, there was no way of knowing what kind of person would appear just by looking at the present. No, even if I knew, my judgment was off the table.

A vow of silence to examine the Beast held the iron club in both hands and swung vigorously.

< Caew!!! >

The club hits something unseen and bounces off with a loud bang. Justin Anderson saw this and put his tongue to the ground.

“Fool. Even if I save my strength... ”

The Beast in the sport cannot handle an external attack. Instead, a yellow sphere that creates a beast attracts the surrounding force to produce something like a transparent energy field to prevent external shock. However, the defense of the energy field was limited to physical attacks, and it was purgatory that it was vulnerable to attacks using force.

No one in purgatory knew how this yellow sphere was made, and how the Beast protruded from this sphere. But I knew that everyone who survived for a long time would cope with sporting.

As the iron club bounces off the energy field, the vow throws the iron club to the ground without fail. I missed the opportunity to hit Beast easily before the sporting was completed, but I did not lose heart.

He lowers his arms and waits for the Beast's head to form.

A few moments later, Beast's face is formed.

The vow nods. I knew him well. The Beast was named 'Tortured Baby'.

When Beast's head, which looks like the face of a suffering baby, protrudes from the yellow sphere, his vows block his ears with both hands.

The baby's face shed tears and began to cry as soon as he found a vow.

“Queeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!! ”

The cry of a monster I've never heard before.

The civilians watching the sport blocked their ears in agony. The same was true of the Bionic Soldier in the Power Suit.

My vision was distorted and my body twisted. My insides fluttered and my eyes swirled. It was not the pain of hearing, but the pain of the mind. It felt like my mind was scattered and I was reunited.

The civilians who blocked their ears began to eat with a painful look on their faces.

The vow that blocked the hearing by focusing the force on his hands only waited for Tortured Baby to stop crying.

I was lucky he wasn't as strong as a surgeon. It's hard to deal with without knowing how to cope, but it's not hard to defeat him if you know how to deal with him.

A minute later, the screaming stops. Together, the sporting of Torched Baby was almost complete.

Seowon held the face of a baby with only a basketball floating in the air.

A round eye and a stuffy nose looked like a human baby, but the mouth and teeth that were torn to the ears were like endless beasts.

As the baby opened his mouth and tried to scream again, the left hand of the vow shrugged his mouth. The right hand of the vow struck the baby's face without pity.

Bang! Bang! Bang! >

The sound of hitting a baby's face sounded similar to the sound of hitting a human skull. However, the vow did not relax from the right hand that struck the baby's face.

After a long beating, the vows found that the vibrations in Beast's left hand stopped him from crying.

He quickly takes off his left hand.

Torched Baby's big mouth reopened. But I didn't hear any screams this time. It was because two hands of vows holding Torched Baby's upper jaw and lower jaw would not allow screaming.

The vow that caught the beast's jaw focused the Force on both hands.

“Rrrrgh!!! ”

The user screams from the agony, not from the scream for the attack.

As the force focused on the vows grew, so did the screams of Tortured Baby.

The jaw of Beast, as well as humans, is one of the strongest joints that make up the body. However, his hands mercilessly dismantled Torched Baby's jaw joint.

You hear the sound of a thud, and a terrifying sound of torn muscles resonates. However, the vows were not satisfied but focused on the right hand holding the lower jaw of the living beast.

Yellow bodily fluids spill from Torched Baby's mouth like fountains and something is torn out.

The vow looks up at the Beast's lower jaw and throws it to the ground.

A red mass full of yellow bodily fluids fell to the ground, and a 'chuckle’ sounded.

Having barely regained consciousness from the trembling pain in his head, Justin Anderson was unable to keep his mouth shut, gazing at the actions of a vow close to fame. I've never seen him face the Beast so cruelly.

The cruel look of vows ripping Beast's jaw out of his face was even grotesque.

He kept his mouth shut. It's because I felt like my jaw would be torn off if I said something wrong to my vow.

A torched baby's face has four arms and two legs covered in plentiful fur. Except that there are four arms, they resemble werewolves because of their sharp nails and developed muscles.

It's not just the appearance. It resembles a werewolf in a myth, even with the ability to heal itself.

He eliminated Tortured Baby's most intimidating means of attack, but vows did not slow him down. It is only until my breath is cut off that I am completely finished. It was reassuring to think of Torched Baby's terrifying regenerative power.

The bridge of the vow with the iron club hit the ground.

As soon as Justine Anderson's gaze reached the ceiling of the dead zone, the body of the vow sank down.

< Puck! >

A human tall club tucks more than half of its weight into the Beast's mouth. However, Seowon turned around in the air like a mechanical gymnast without taking his hands off a club.

Every time the body of the vow spins once, a metal club plunges deeper into the body of Torched Baby.

Tortured Baby fell to the ground without even bursting the Terminal's screams. However, the vow struck his head with an iron club from his mouth to make sure he was not at ease.

The Beast's bodily fluids bounce from side to side with a sound.

A vow that completely crushed Torched Baby's head and took his breath away walked towards the people.

Those who saw the cruel vows that made it hard to think of themselves as human turned their heads.

Seowon said.

“Call for backup. But why can't we see Nick Drake? ”

Justin Anderson looks at his vows with surprised eyes.

“Why are you looking for Sir Nick Drake here? ”

Seowon frowned. I had one more job because of a stubborn old man.

* * *

When a new Beast appears, the SCO will name it and collect various data to present a countermeasure. But this time, Nick Drake plunged into the sporting pool without any preparation to rescue the Bionic Soldiers he had taught.

However, Nick Drake's plan was largely abandoned because of a beast he met before he found an isolated colleague in the sports pool.

He's dealt with the Beast for decades, but never as dark as this.

A beast with a pair of arms, a pair of legs, and a tail or arm that extends more than twice as long, starting with its head, was incredibly strong compared to those he had dealt with so far.

A T-64 Ultimate Booster with the power to penetrate the tank lightly didn't work on him. For whatever reason, he was not identified as a target in the automated targeting system.

I switched to manual mode and tried firing, but it was impossible to hit a glittering man in the east like using livestock.

I ran out of ammo in less than half an hour. There was only one choice he could make.

Nick Drake flees into endless darkness.

* * *

Nick Drake runs again and again, but he can't remember how long he's been gone.

The head-up display was filled with yellow and orange messages indicating overheating of the power suit and part failure.

Eventually, some red warning lights came on, and Nick Drake stopped running when something went wrong.

Thankfully, I don't feel any sign of him chasing me.

The light on your head is tingling. I repeated that my vision became darker and brighter.

Taking a short breath with his shoulders, Nick Drake taps the light on the head of the Power Suit with his hand.

The gummy light once again opened its eyes.

Nick Drake sighs as he looks at the head-up display showing the information on the power suit.

It's been 52 hours since I started fighting in the sports pool.

The oxygen remaining was below 40 percent, and the stored drinking water was in a bottomless state. The power suit, which suffered serious damage to the back and knees, was unable to start normally.

The ammunition had been long gone, and the Lightening Rod (hardly ever used), equipped with a power suit, was in a state of disruption due to a snap in the middle. Now that I've met the Beast, there's no fighting back.

It was a desperate situation.

His teacher, Michael Porter, had already foreseen this situation long ago.

“Don't get cocky. The ones you've dealt with so far are nothing but minnow there. Weapons like guns don't work on the strong. You'd better learn how to handle weapons in case. ”

The teacher always told me not to brag, I should try my best to train. However, the teacher's teachings did not come to Nick Drake's ears as four colleagues rushed in and slaughtered the barely defending Beast on their own.

I felt so sorry for my past choices that I enjoyed away from hard training and being surrounded by floating around, living comfortably and richly, and enjoying the luxurious nightlife surrounded by beautiful women. But now he's too old to turn back.

< Choo-wook. >

There is a sound of wind falling from below.

The left knee of the power suit, which had turned yellow-orange-red, turned black indicating a fully inoperable condition.

Nick Drake, who distorted his face, forcefully steps forward.

Black smoke rises from my knees. The power-suit loses focus and falls to the ground powerlessly.

“These damn engineers. They guarantee 72 consecutive hours of maneuvers..." ”

Nick Drake tried to get back up. However, no matter how hard I tried, the power suit didn't work.

If the power suit stops working in the Deadzone, there is only one option left for the pilot. Waiting for the rescue to come.

Unlike conventional bionic solvers, however, Nick Drake, who has learned to build up energy from his teachers, breathes freely in the Deadzone. The problem is that if you walk around the dead zone naked and meet the Beast, there is no way.

When I pressed the emergency escape button, heavy steaming air flowed through my nose and mouth into my lungs.

Nick Drake looks heavy and walks away from the power suit that protected him.

Nick Drake raises his head.

Darkness lies ahead, unfolding where it leads.

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