The Player Who Returned From The Apocalypse

gray land.

The wide, blackened land was being used as a battlefield.

The golden armies fighting along the tall golden walls wield magic and swords.

The giant, who appeared to be about half the wall, swung his fist and hugged him tightly as if to kill him.

The dragon and the wizards, archers, and musketeers who rode him spit fire towards the ground.

Incessantly, the shells shook the ground violently.

Some monsters fight in the sky, some in the ground, and some normally on the ground. There were even monsters that created waves and created a river to fight within.

Even if you fight with caution in all directions, even if you don't make a mistake, you die mercilessly, carelessly, and without value by being hit by magic, guns, and bows.

Blood splashes with the fragments of the corpse.

And then it disappeared and all that was left was the magic stone.

“…the scale of war in this world is different.”

Peter, who was secretly looking at this, said with a blatant dislike expression.

However, the space where the legitimate violence of war was taking place was not so pleasant.

Even if it was not a human being, it was difficult to view this environment in a positive way.

They also came to war, but the war he envisioned was far from this.

"Why are you making such a disliked expression?"

"Do you think this is good?"

"So. There is no better environment than this."

Valdemar, on the other hand, said with a smile.

He doesn't like war either.

However, he was not a great person to decline this position. If so, it would be nice to have it cool like this.

And.

As he said, the situation wasn't bad.

"You mean there are other people who fight with them besides us? The enemy of the enemy is your friend, and hopefully, we can become your comrades to fight with."

Watching the war, he headed to Yaldabaoth.

I can't tell who is an ally and who is an enemy, so I ask the former enemy.

Did you read that gaze?

No one asked yet, but he answered.

"This is the territory ruled by Count Malius. The walls are made of Adamantium, the strongest metal created by Satanael, just like any other territory, and the items they wear are the same. That's the distinctive yellow color. ."

They were wearing colorful armor that could be compared to gold because it was yellow or metal.

That must be the army armed with Adamantium equipment that Nurari had heard before.

Satanael, who made it, has already been killed by Kim Gak-hwan, but the items he made are still there and are being used in war.

"It's perfect for identifying peers. How about those who are fighting them? Are they talking to them?"

"From my previous memory, they weren't the ones that could talk to me, but it's likely because it was me."

"For now, it's said that there are intelligent bodies. Okay."

Rather, it was better because the hostility towards the Underworld was high. It was good to form a sense of unity as they were hostile together.

Valdemar, judging by that, looked at Seongjin and asked.

"It's such a condition. How about it? How about changing plans and getting involved in that war?"

Seeing this, Peter shook his head slightly.

It was not very pleasant to deviate from the plan.

He thought it was not too late to make a judgment after gathering a little more information and checking the opponent.

But the reason I couldn't strongly oppose it was because there is a lot to gain when things go well.

High risk, high return.

The man who runs the double gambling house couldn't have known this.

The two were urging Sungjin for an answer, but the answer was as if the answer had already been decided.

"Let's go. Even if we want to go according to the original plan anyway, we have to hunt monsters."

If you do not come out to the gate and hunt monsters, you will be forcibly returned to the original world.

So, my first goal was to hunt monsters, but I didn't see a single monster when I came here.

Probably one of Darkest's operations.

'He's a good-looking guy.'

By guiding you to this battlefield on a path free of monsters through the guide Yaldabaoth, you created an environment where you have no choice but to participate in the battlefield.

By showing the situation of war, they showed that they were not enemies.

Finally.

By participating in this war, you can give yourself an opportunity to introduce yourself.

Now, Seongjin is no different from forming an alliance with the Darkest, but unless the monster alliance he leads is a dictatorship, there will certainly be other subordinates or those of the next highest rank.

There is no way they will simply accept the alliance.

It required performance, ability and trust.

This was the opportunity he gave him.

So.

"Let's try hunting properly."

"If it's right?"

"From what I heard earlier, it seems that the two of you were making a bet."

If possible, it would be better to run wildly so that you can show off your skills.

"Would you like to join us too?"

Hwareuk.

Blue flames began to cover the wide battlefield from Seongjin's body.

* * *

Malaus Territory.

The owner, Malaus, who had the same name as the name of the estate, looked at the monsters trying to invade his territory from the top of the wall.

A horde of monsters teeming with cockroaches.

He utters incomprehensible words and uses magic and skills towards the fortress wall, and is wasting effort in vain.

The enemy monster, the giant, and the bigger giant, the Nephilim, fought, desperately blocking and attacking.

"Did you get faster this time too?"

Malius, looking at it, said with a kick on his tongue.

He had it happen every time.

It was a war every time.

This place is, so to speak, a change bag.

It is a territory adjacent to the territory of the enemy monster.

It wasn't the case at first, but by those monsters, their territory was ravaged and disappeared repeatedly.

Still, it has held up well so far.

The center provided a lot of support.

sent an enormous force.

item was sent

built a wall

provided food.

It arrived in less than a day if we requested only to prevent the enemy's attack.

It is a natural fortress built like that.

This wall, poured with a large amount of adamantium, is immune to magic and its durability is also excellent, so it will not be broken.

The built-in magic barrier did not allow unauthorized people to pass through, and even space movement was disabled.

Above all, the surprise didn't work at all because he was here.

He is not good at fighting, but he was recognized by a hero for his search ability alone.

The main enemy of the monster alliance was vampires, and at least class A monsters that focused on surprise raids in the night.

Although most of the territories have been overthrown by their assassinations, Malius has the ability to explore them.

The moment he came near his estate, he could sense them right away.

So he is now on the wall and looking down.

'They are fighting well.'

Abnormal soldiers on this land are buffed and enemies are debuffed.

It was easy to block monsters as much as they fought from a vantage point.

it is his masterpiece

A masterpiece created over a lifetime.

The damage of the attacking enemy is large, but the damage of the allies is minimal.

He drank the wine of victory every day.

But that's a day or two.

Gradually he got tired.

The first attacked on a yearly basis.

They probably looked for another way, but after a while their movements became intense.

Every year is every month, every month is every week. It didn't take long for every week to turn into a rough day.

Time was getting shorter.

Both the soldiers and the general who commanded them, Malius, were slowly accumulating fatigue.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about something else for a while."

Due to fatigue, my body could not balance for a while and was shaken, and the subordinate next to me grabbed it.

He said with worried eyes.

"Just be patient. It'll be over soon. I've done that much damage, so soon..."

It wasn't such a polite thing to say to stop and take a rest.

I just roll my eyes as if I'm sorry.

Because there is no one who can do this for you.

After taking a meaningless potion from his inventory and drinking it, Malaus said to his subordinate.

"Huh. It would be like that in the first place."

In the original case, it was time to retreat after taking this amount of damage.

But it is different from usual.

Originally, they had attacked in the middle of the night. Although he attacks almost every day, he often retreats immediately after taking a little damage.

But they did not retreat.

There wasn't even a single assassination attempt.

The attacker was taking a defensive stance.

As if waiting for something.

'Something, something.'

ominous

what

Maybe a Darkest?

If so, that's a big deal.

It was hard to say whether he would be able to defend this front if he came here, with a strong enough power that I wondered if it was okay to put it in the same S-class.

He can only be dealt with by heroes.

When he appeared before, the hero also appeared and fought a war between the two of them.

Maybe this time too, I didn't know.

"Call the carrier."

"A carrier?"

"Yeah. The atmosphere is strange."

While organizing the report in his head, Malius, who instructed his subordinates to call a person with communication skills, commonly known as a news agency, trembled with anxiety.

There may be reprimands pouring in for reporting this as a pointless incident, but I have to bear it and do it.

“….”

A long time passed.

No, maybe he felt that way.

His mind grew increasingly disturbed.

"The Count..."

The subordinate soon brought in a carrier.

Old demon, considering the size of the crystal ball he is carrying, it must be first-class.

Maybe there was a bit of an argument.

He thinks so easily and speaks to the telecommunication company.

"Let's connect to the center right now. I have something to tell you."

"there…."

"Quickly!"

"Sin… I'm sorry."

I calmed down and looked at his face.

His face was drained of blood from embarrassment.

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In the Underworld, power is everything.

He suffered a lot of humiliation because of his lack of combat ability here, and he was also ignored by this fellow signalman.

But say you're sorry?

I looked into his eyes to see what was going on.

Then the carrier immediately spoke with a trembling mouth.

"Sin… I'm sorry. Central, I can't connect."

"What? No connection? From when?"

"that…."

Hesitant telecommunications company.

The original principle was to use communication skills periodically.

Communication skill was a skill that could be easily interfered with, and that was because ignorant methods were mobilized.

powerful magic.

For example, it was a sign that someone like the Darkest had come.

So he had to detect it and send a messenger right to the center... .

Judging by the response of the telecommunication company now, it seems that he had neglected the task.

“…It doesn’t matter if you look down on me, but it’s difficult to even look down on the military law.”

Scratch!

Malius swung the sword he was wearing around his waist and cut off the messenger's head.

It is a measure for hierarchical order.

Those who deliberately fail to fulfill their duties are no less than the enemy.

… The ominous is leading to certainty.

no time now

"Prepare the lion. The content is an emergency. Ignore all procedures. As soon as possible...!"

Hwareuk!

A wall of blue flames surrounds the estate.

Along with the manastones left behind by the soldiers and monsters, their blood rises to the sky.

A large number of magic circles gathered in the sky and gathered to cover the entire territory.

Hundreds of new monsters that suddenly appeared are walking.

"Hey, let me see your face."

I heard a voice coming from just below the wall and looked down reflexively.

A human wrapped in blue flames is holding a blue sword just outside his skill range.

The moment he saw him, his body immediately froze.

His face turns bluish like a blue flame.

He had a hard time breathing.

His body, who had commanded all the battlefields, trembled like an aspen tree.

He was feeling death just by looking at it.

"Malius. That's right."

… There is no time already.

It's already late.

Death witnessed beneath him.

It was a very close distance, and it was also an unavoidable distance.

Kwagwagwak-!

Death wielded his sword, and the world's greatest wall was cut with his body.

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