Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

at this time.

A man named Luke Charil was mingling in the crowd, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

He is a seventh-tier esper from the Eagle Clan, whose ability is leather modification.

On this battlefield, he wasn't even cannon fodder.

He shouldn't have come here.

But he still came.

Charlize looked at the mountain of flesh in the distance, his stomach churning.

Just before that, his father died in the joint war between the two countries.

His father was an eighth-level ability user, and although he wasn't a combatant, he insisted on signing up to go to the front lines.

Charlene just couldn't understand it.

Before the expedition, Charil blocked the doorway, grabbed his father's arm, and questioned him.

"Even a ninth-tier expert is no match for this monster, what are you, a mere logistics personnel, doing here!"

"You're going to your death!"

The father wasn't angry; instead, he stroked his chin and burst into laughter.

"My son! Our family is the great Rille family!"

"Our original home was in Europe, and now such a serious thing has happened in Europe."

"As the heir to the Lille family, I must stand up."

Charlene thought her father had gone mad.

The once-great Lille family declined more than a hundred years ago.

Now, only the father and son remain in the Lille family.

What's the point of trying to prove your honor?

Charlene shouted those words out.

The father's smile faded, he put the pipe in his mouth and exhaled smoke.

He said it solemnly.

"Because that's our home."

My father left and never came back.

Later, Rhine, the father's old friend, knocked on Charlene's door.

Rhine was holding a half-smoked pipe in his hands.

There was still blood on it.

Rhine stood at the door, tears and snot streaming down his face, and then knelt down with a thud.

"Charlie! I'm sorry!"

"It's all my fault! If it weren't for me, your father wouldn't have died!"

Charyl's mind went blank for a moment, then he grabbed Rhine by the collar and lifted the burly man up.

Rhine did not resist, letting Charil's fists smash into his face.

One punch, two punches, three punches.

Rhine's face was covered in blood, and he was crying and slapping himself in the face.

The matter was taken over.

Rhine was careless on the battlefield and was ambushed by the tentacles.

To save Rhine, the father pushed him aside, but was himself swept away by the tentacles.

The flesh and blood were completely drained, leaving not even a corpse behind.

Charlene hit him so hard his hand bones cracked that he finally couldn't bring himself to do it again.

Rhine was a truck driver who watched him grow up, taught him to drink, and taught him to fight.

In Charlene's heart, Rhine was like a second father to him.

He knew that even if they could do it all over again, his father would still push Rhine away.

But he hated it.

He hated Rhine, but he hated himself even more.

If he had fought back desperately to stop his father that night, even if he had knocked him unconscious and tied him up, neither of them would be in any danger now.

Uncle Rhine will still buy him beer.

Everything is ruined.

Charlene shook off Rhine and ran out of the house, bursting into tears.

Hatred grew wildly in his heart.

Then he signed up and followed the group to Lundun City.

Before he came, all he could think about was skinning and dismembering the monster.

But actually standing on the ruins, watching a ninth-tier powerhouse being crushed.

Fear completely overwhelmed anger.

Charlene looked at his trembling hands.

What can you do here with the ability to modify leather?

Shall we make a suit for the monster?

The thought of escaping raced wildly through my mind.

Run, while no one's watching.

Staying here means certain death.

But his father's face rooted him to the spot.

"What should I do...?"

Charlize's voice was hoarse, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Even a ninth-tier master is dead, what can I do..."

Just then, a roar exploded from the side.

"Charlie! Get out of the way!"

Before Charyl could react, a force struck his waist.

He was sent flying and crashed heavily into a crater.

He struggled to his feet.

My gaze pierced through the smoke and I saw the spot where I had just been standing.

Uncle Rhine was standing there.

Most of its body was covered in mucus.

The sound of corrosion continued.

Rhine's hazmat suit didn't even last a second before turning into black liquid.

Immediately afterwards, most of Rhine's body melted away.

Charlize's breath caught in her throat, and her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Rhine looked at Charil with his left eye.

There was no fear of death in his eyes.

Only relief, comfort, and gratitude remain.

Rhine opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Charlene read the lips.

run.

Rhine's body collapsed, instantly turning into a pool of pus.

The next second, Charil let out a deafening roar.

"Uncle Rhine!!!"

My rationality crumbled instantly.

He rushed toward the pus like a madman.

"Why did you! Why did you follow me!"

But then, at that moment...

A cloud of dust rose from the ground.

Dust swirled around Charil's waist, slamming him hard onto the ground.

Charyl began to struggle desperately.

The dusty man landed in front of Charyl.

He stared at the boy and began to hurl insults.

"Are you tired of living?! That eighth-level ability user risked his life to save you!"

Charil's eyes were bloodshot as he roared.

"Let me go! Where is my uncle? I need to save him!"

The dusty man raised his hand, and the dust climbed up Charil's neck, locking his chin.

"Rookie! That guy's dead!"

"This is a battlefield! Not a place for you to throw tantrums!"

The dust man's voice drowned out the gunfire.

"You've been spacing out since earlier! And now you're going to throw your life away for no reason!"

"Your death will only provide nourishment for the monsters!"

"If you're even human, don't cause us trouble!"

"Get out of the battlefield!"

The dusty man shed the sand, turned, and rushed into the sky to continue his attack on the mother body.

The battlefield remained chaotic.

Explosions, screams, and sonic booms as tentacles tore through the air.

Charlize knelt on the ground, clutching her hair tightly with both hands.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

If it were the dusty man, his self-esteem would be completely stripped away.

He's right.

I am just a burden.

From childhood to adulthood, it has always been like this.

We ran all the way here, but we couldn't even touch the monster, and we're going to lose Uncle Rhine's life.

My father is dead.

Uncle Rhine also died.

He's really the only good-for-nothing left.

Charlier released his grip and looked at his palm.

The fear has vanished.

The confusion has disappeared.

Only one emotion remains.

Charyl supported himself on his knees and stood up unsteadily.

He raised his head and looked at the mountain of flesh in the distance.

"I admit I'm weak."

Charyl murmured softly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"But someone like me can also be useful."

Immediately afterwards, he took a deep breath, looked at the dust man in mid-air, and shouted the loudest sentence he had ever uttered in his life.

"Dusty guy! You better watch out!"

"I'll show you what the Lille family's courage is!!!"