The Player Who Returned From The Apocalypse

Chapter 57

A clear sky without a single cloud.

In the middle of warm Siberia without snow as usual.

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blood was splattered The snowfield, where there was no speck of purity, was stained with the blood of red people and green monsters.

Unstoppable gunfire, loud roaring gunfire, and explosions everywhere. The smell of gunpowder, the soil scattered by the explosion, and the smell of blood vibrated around it.

Now, the pure eyes became difficult to see even after washing the eyes.

“Damn. Many times, but there’s no battlefield here.”

The man at the center of the battlefield, said Vladimir Lenin.

I think about fighting monsters these days, but it really felt like fighting the army.

At first, it was a group of monsters unified into one race. However, as time passed, the monsters began to gather.

Monsters with a large number or strength, such as trolls and orcs, stood in the front, and monsters that could use shamans or magic stood in the rear, and began to form. Their unity has risen to the point that it is hard to think of them as different monsters.

Even the monsters started to arm themselves.

Perhaps because they drove the monsters into Siberia, the number of monsters increased exponentially.

It was about winter in strength just to hold on now.

“Ok!”

Kwajik!

Another infantryman was killed. This time, it was eaten raw by the ogre.

As time goes on, the casualties are increasing. Hunters were fine, but ordinary soldiers were the problem. Because he did not receive assistance from the system, he was easily exhausted and could not utilize the item.

It’s natural for them to die so easily.

Still, without them

How can they keep a grade of C in check?

“The problem is this guy.”

Lenin looked at the monster he was marking.

Class A monster, crackton.

It was a monster twice the size of a normal person and with arms the size of his own height.

His face was like a lion with a large mane, all his teeth were fangs, and his body was a lump of muscle.

And the fists, which were concentrated in the strength of those muscles, were strong enough to split the earth and cause a weak earthquake.

Most of all, he was smart.

Bang-!

Krekton’s body exploded with a loud noise like lightning.

The shell hit Krekton.

Black gunpowder smoke covered his body.

But he couldn’t hide his red eyes.

“After all, if it’s grade A, isn’t it okay to use a modern weapon…”

Of course, it could be a more powerful missile. If they do, they will die too.

‘Besides, the resin doesn’t fit.’

because the price is too high So Lenin comes in.

No matter how expensive it is, it’s not as good as a missile

Lenin’s role now is to keep him from running rampant, or to kill him if he can.

Of course, that’s if it’s possible.

Lenin swung the staff he was holding with all his might.

Pa-ang!

A burst of air was heard, and Krekton’s body was pushed back.

Using it as an opportunity, he dug inside and struck the bastard’s chest.

‘Krekton’s weakness is that his arms are long and if he digs in, he doesn’t easily counterattack.’

Buber Bubb Bubber-

Lenin struck Krekton’s chest with his staff in a row.

Each time, the magic on the staff was activated.

Sometimes it exploded, sometimes it froze, and sometimes it pierced its hard muscles a little bit.

A battle mage’s fighting method.

With the skill called magic as a secondary, it hits directly with the body.

Therefore, when dealing with a small number of monsters rather than the majority, it was more suitable.

But this time the match wasn’t good.

Aww-!

Krekton screamed and pulled away loudly.

His pace is that he’s behind himself, so he doesn’t keep up with it and takes another chance.

“How many times is this?”

Krekton was recuperating as he fell back. Purple magic came out of the wound and healed the body.

The skin that had been reddened by the burn disappeared and new skin sprouted, and the pierced leather was regenerated without leaving a trace of blood.

‘One room is not enough.’

Even if it wasn’t, a strong guy had a good regenerative ability and a high resistance to magic.

It could be said that it was the opposite of Lenin, who accumulated small damage with attacks strengthened by magic.

‘Still, if you can hold on to this guy, you can drive him out.’

It was when he was thinking so.

thud. thud. thud-

It sounded like a small earthquake.

No, I should say that it was felt because it was through the pain of the earth.

Lenin looked slowly at the place where this vibration was felt, with an ominous feeling.

“Chort! One more cub…”

Lenin was habitually swearing when another krekton appeared.

It was because he couldn’t afford the two of them.

However, there is only one A-class hunter who can stop the two of them here.

He had to stop it somehow.

Whoo-!

Lenin imbued his staff with magical powers and used new enchantment magic.

Now he was saving his magic and couldn’t afford it. He has to somehow deal with one and hold the other.

Crumple-

The two Krektons were on alert as Lenin gathered his powers.

And we made eye contact to see if we knew each other.

Tadat-!

ride-!

ran in different directions.

The Krektons, who thought they might die, chose to escape rather than work together.

That too, towards other hunters and soldiers.

‘Which way should I go?’

Their direction is completely opposite.

One of them must be missed.

And the casualties that appear from the other side while dealing with the other one will be beyond imagination.

When Lenin was hesitant to choose either one, the two Krektons tried to wield a huge hand at the soldiers.

And.

Shoo-!

Kwajik.

A huge sword pierced the chests of both Cretons.

“what?”

Lenin had no idea what had happened.

He has to do his best to defeat Creton with a single blow.

‘Maybe they… ?’

Have you not departed yet?

He turned his head in the direction the sword came out.

Then, two people who came to harm the monster horde were approaching.

They stood in front of them and said.

“You look like you need help, okay?”

“I want to use it as a warm-up exercise before departure.”

Lenin laughed haha.

A-class Hunter from Korea. It was Sungjin and Choi Kangki.

I don’t have a party so I can’t understand what you’re saying, but it doesn’t matter

The meaning made sense.

“Please. Korean.”

When they answered in awkward Korean, the two smiled and jumped forward.

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‘Is this enough?’

Sungjin thought as he looked at this battlefield.

She had not been through this battlefield before Return, so she had no idea it would be this intense.

I just knew that the dungeon break here would cause large-scale monsters to come out of Siberia.

By the way, even though the dungeon break didn’t happen, it’s like this.

‘The villains… Were you already preparing?’

Their movements became a little impatient.

I thought it would be good to pacify Siberia as soon as possible.

“Mr. Choi Kang-gi. I’ll take the right side, so please take the left.”

“Okay. Let’s finish it as soon as possible.”

Choi Kang-gi said so, perhaps noticing Seong-jin’s impatience, and used his skill.

Suuk- His body grew huge, as if he could hear it.

It seemed that Krekton’s body was twice or even three times larger.

And he slammed the Krekton with his fist, which was stuck in his own giant sword.

Kwajik!

Krekton’s body turned to blood, like a human catching a mosquito.

The same was true of the monster under where he was walking.

A huge wind pressure was created by his kick, and a large army of monsters fled to avoid his gestures.

“Because it’s still noisy.”

Sungjin couldn’t hide his laughter when he saw that.

That was his skill, giantization.

He was a skill that could increase the size up to the line that his magic power reached without changing himself and the characteristics of the item.

Since the character does not change, the density remains the same, and of course the mass increases.

And the power that came out of that weight was enormous.

Before Return, his gigantic size was close to that of Fenrir, one of the largest monsters among monsters.

In fact, he used this skill to kill Fenrir.

“But I can’t just play around.”

I can’t let you stop suffering.

That skill consumed a lot of mana, so I had to finish it quickly.

Seong-jin grabbed his huge weapon, Xinjiang.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

The giantization of the strongest period and Xinjiang have a lot in common.

They are very similar in that they change their mass and change their size. But it is fundamentally different.

Choi Kang-gi can grow his own body, but Seong-jin, who uses Xinjiang, cannot do it. Instead, Xinjiang has no restrictions on its shape.

slurp.

Xinjiang, a giant sword, slowly changed its appearance.

The place Seongjin was holding became a handle, and the thing behind it turned into a huge whip.

Whoops-

Fragile!

Flames erupted from Sungjin’s body. Electricity ran wild in my hand.

It was to awaken the electricity of Megging Grape through the flame of skill incarnation and the skill weapon Awakened.

And it just led to a huge whip.

“Isn’t the workmanship rusted?”

match!

Seongjin said so and swung his whip. He hit the floor and it cracked with a very squeaky sound.

And with that, the whip began to dance.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

The dance of the whip wrapped in encephalitis crushed the monster horde.

While Seongjin was dancing like that, he moved in the direction he wanted.

However, he did not harm others.

A trick that is close to divine.

– lupus dance

It was the name of the skill I am using now.

The defense of the monsters was meaningless, and the body, as well as the armor, were split in two without any resistance.

Because it was bent almost vertically, the attack was unpredictable and, of course, impossible to evade.

In addition, the length of the whip was several tens of meters. This was directly related to the attack range.

“Oh my God… that’s what…”

Those watching the scene, including Lenin, gasped.

Monsters are being slaughtered.

The monsters that had troubled them were dying by just two hunters and sprinkling blood and turning into magic stones.

And the body, unaware of running away, took a step backwards, and soon began to run away with all their might.

‘I wonder if they could clear the dungeon.

Lenin had a sudden thought.

And there was a man walking in front of him.

“Alas, I’m getting really strong. There’s no time for me to go out on this.”

It was Lee Jae-cheol, who was walking while using an awkward dialect that didn’t suit him to hide his embarrassment.

‘What did he come for?’

Still, it was Lee Jae-cheol who got a little attention from invisible person.