The Player Who Returned From The Apocalypse

Chapter 240

Wow-!

As the wall collapsed, the surrounding monsters made various cries.

Cheers for joy.

He vomited out his intense feelings for cutting down the wall that had been firmly in place for many years.

The situation changed abruptly.

It is a basic A-class and a minority, but a great war in which S-class Awakened are the main ones. With only a few humans involved there, the charter turned sharply.

A man carried blood that had fallen on the ground. He extorted blood from the wounded underworld's armies and used it to fortify his body and carry out massacres.

Other humans made the target immobile as if time had stopped just by touching it, and it was slaughtered by falling magic from the magic circle engraved in the sky.

A woman fighting for strength with the giant Nephilim, an S-class monster, threw him away.

And.

Shortly thereafter, a new army greeted them.

"Kiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

A monster called a monster howls.

That number is about one hundred.

It may not be a very meaningful number as the number of those who have been put into the battlefield now adds up to ten thousand.

But the individual's abilities were beyond imagination.

He used a variety of S-class skills, including overwhelming stats and body transformations.

They became a party and turned the battlefield into a hunting ground.

“The monster… Ira.”

"How about it? Is it more useful than I thought?"

Amptinus, the commander of this battlefield, murmured, and a woman appeared next to him and said,

She may be embarrassed because it's the first woman she's ever seen, but she nodded her head when she saw the name appearing above her head.

"It's been a while. Nurari."

"Yeah. Centuries later? I didn't think he was still alive."

"I didn't even know you were alive that way. To be honest, we thought you were dead."

"Well, there were various circumstances. Rather. How about it? My children."

"Are you proud of your work after seeing it after a long time?"

"It's natural for parents to brag about their children. So what about it?"

Even when he was in the original world, he was a monster that he constantly studied.

He couldn't even make an A grade back then, but now it's different.

Each one used a skill while transforming its body.

Although they can only be transformed into one type of monster, and there are only monsters that can be transformed by Nurari, this was enough to be an S-class monster.

First of all, they weren't originally S-Class.

"...is it possible to mass-produce?"

"All the ingredients are packed. However, the ingredients are not only mine, but that guy's blood as well. We need a little cooperation."

"You mean that monster?"

The place Nurari pointed to was a castle covered in blue flames.

It was like a blue flame that covered the entire battlefield.

The Allied Forces didn't care, but the soldiers of the Underworld were a flame that quickly climbed up and devoured their whole body with the slightest touch.

It was already hell.

"Then shall we go say hello?"

Amptynus and Nura-ri headed there.

* * *

profit-

thud!

Seongjin, who had just pushed open a gate as big as a fortress wall, was shattered and fell with a shy expression on his face.

"That's right. Is the seam bad?"

I looked around and talked to myself to get rid of my embarrassment.

To say the least, the soldiers of the Underworld were competing for their weapons.

Most of them were close combat such as spearmen or swordsmen.

There were archers and wizards, but these were few.

When the wall was first destroyed, it must have been because most of those who were on it were killed.

Most people who can attack from a distance will be there.

"Once I came to recommend surrender..."

"Kill it!"

Before the words could be finished, what appeared to be a general issued a savage attack order.

Then the few remaining archers and wizards used their skills, and spearmen and swordsmen rushed in unison.

Of course, this is not an ordinary attack.

As each A-rank Awakened, each attack had a strong power or speed.

'Looking at the formation, it looks like it was designed to deal with the S-class.'

That's only for the general S-class.

Now, Seongjin is at a level that can deal with that S rank as a group.

These attacks don't work.

Such an ordinary skill.

- void

This one is all sorted out.

Flying skills disappear.

The speed of the soldiers approaching to some extent decreased rapidly, and even the skills used for weapons disappeared.

Soldiers who fall by the law of inertia.

And among them, those who reached Seongjin wielded their weapons sloppily.

Kagak!

But he couldn't even scratch Seongjin's body.

- shock absorption

- Attach

The skill obtained by killing Duukshini is activated.

He protected his face with his hands to secure visibility, and received the rest with his body.

No matter how strong a physical attack that did not contain magical power, it was immediately absorbed and fixed with an attachment skill.

"Uh..."

The soldiers who wielded the weapon were rather embarrassed when they did not see any noise or effect even though they received the weapon.

Even when he tried to wield the weapon again, he did not fall from Seongjin's body.

In this case, it is necessary to throw away the weapon and take out a new weapon, run away, or bring out a skill that can be used with bare hands, but they seemed to lack experience.

“…can you say that this is a rejection?”

Fight!

Ignoring the weapons attached to his body, he swung his hand.

The weapons were broken and the wind pressure hit them.

Those who were far away could not stand it and fell out, and those who were near were devoured by the blue flames emitted by Seongjin.

Hwareuk.

Tuk, Tuk Tuk.

Blue flames rise high in the sky.

You can't see what's inside, but you can hear something falling.

I could tell without looking.

It is the sound of the dead turning into magic stones and falling to the ground.

"Damn it."

The commander, noticing this, raised his head in a prone position, and then struck the ground with his fist.

He hit so hard that his hand bled.

The pain was felt.

It is the pain felt through the anesthetic action of the maddening adrenaline.

Perhaps even his bones were broken.

Perhaps thanks to him, he regained his cool a little.

It has become a status to do a little bit of thinking.

'What do we do? What can I do?'

What would Count Malius do?

If you look around, you will see soldiers who are completely in panic status.

The soldiers who have been guarding this place for several years are in such a status.

Some even didn't happen.

There are those who have lost their minds without raising their weapons.

But no one pointed this out.

It was natural.

Because they were all in the same status.

The opponent had cut down Count Malius with a wall made of adamantium.

Across the collapsed wall, the slaughtered allies could be seen, and the blue flames that had just been killed flew behind them.

There is no support group.

Communication skills are known to be a mess.

If so, what should I do?

How do you deal with an enemy you can't fight? .

"Are you the captain here?"

Whoops.

When you've been thinking about it for so long

A voice came from behind him.

It was the voice of the enemy who had just been in that blue flame.

And he held a knife to his neck.

… It's a sword with blue flames fluttering.

The moment his hair fell, the flames came up with a squeaky sound, and the thought of dying the moment he touched it gave me goosebumps and was so terrifying that I couldn't move.

gulp.

I was so nervous that I swallowed my saliva and waited for the other person to speak.

This is because the language that Sungjin first spoke was the language of this world.

Seeing his reaction, Sungjin said, thinking that the conversation is going to work now.

"I'll say it again. Surrender."

words repeated again.

Once again, the words were gushing with blood.

The word surrender to the monster meant that he would allow taming in the end.

It meant that he lost his memory due to being tamed and aimed his sword at those who were originally allies.

There is no such thing as disgrace.

No, that's a humiliation.

When fighting the early monsters, such people were often seen.

The shameful past repeats itself.

Even when his thoughts reached that point, he forcibly turned his head even when the sword could reach it.

He decided, what to do in a desperate situation like now.

"Surrender? Don't be ridiculous! Who would surrender to you guys?! We are warriors!"

thud!

"We are not slaves!"

As you roll your feet on the ground, people around you look at you.

Those who were in despair turn their heads one by one.

"There is no escape. There is no support. There is no contact with the superiors. There is no means to fight and win. But! We will fight. And we will die. This is not a meaningless death. You will remember, so!"(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Scratch!

He tilted his head and brought it to Seongjin's sword. The head is cut off without any resistance and falls to the ground.

it is suicide

Worried about becoming a hostage, he chose death in the end.

Even as his throat falls, his mouth and tongue do not stop shouting to his colleagues. A cry without the lungs connected.

"Warriors of the Underworld. An honorable death!"

Tuk, pass-thru-

His corpse was scattered to dust.

Among them, a magic stone, which signifies his death, falls to the ground.

At the same time, those around them raise their heads, grab their weapons and stand up.

Their eyes were full of speculation that had never been seen before.

“…it will be difficult to surrender this.”

You can know this by now.

Until recently, I had completely lost my will. So he recommended surrender.

He came to think that the monsters in this world were also human, and unlike before, he did not kill the monsters that came to his world, but because he came to kill them.

I wanted to minimize human death.

But they weren't there until a while ago.

The commander's last words were decisive.

"For the Underworld!"

Knock Kung Kung-!

The army that was not here or hidden is coming down.

Some are not fighters.

They aren't even grade B.

Even people like ordinary people come out.

A spirit so different from before.

The magical energy that was drawn out by emotions weighed on the surroundings.

"I can't help it."