The Player Who Returned From The Apocalypse

"Ha. I'm tired."

dump.

Seongjin threw her hard body on the bed and took a deep breath.

In a room specially prepared by Darkest, a luxurious bed and duvet wrapped around her body.

It was as if his body was released from the feeling of being freed from gravity.

That doesn't mean all fatigue is gone.

it was overkill

The mind rather than the body.

In the first place, the body has been trained to the extent that it will be fine even if it fights non-stop for several weeks.

split.

This skill, one of the most important skills used while infiltrating, was the problem.

It was definitely a useful skill.

Although it is a deteriorated version, it was a skill close to morale that could summon up to nine fragments with the same skills and abilities as him and share their memories.

There's even a resurrection that says that when you die, you can escape with that body if there is a fragment nearby.

Using this, the efficiency of the skill increased several times, and it was possible for an individual to become a party.

The problem was this guy's memory sharing.

Previously, it had been used to defeat Ananta, but at that time, the match was achieved in a relatively short period of time.

Short time doesn't matter.

But after using it for such a long time, my head felt like it was going to explode.

My head was tired ten times as much as usual.

He had a body that didn't matter if he hadn't slept for several weeks, but turning it around ten times non-stop gave him a headache.

There are so many things to think about, and the information that each division knows is different, so it's up to each individual to play a different persona, distinguishing what can and shouldn't be said.

Uldong, who was the original owner of this skill, seemed to know that he started using this skill, which does not require any magical power, only during battle without using it normally.

'no. That's not all.'

Seongjin turned over and looked up at the ceiling, deep in thought.

Just being still like this brought back memories of the swarms and the Garp he played.

Relations with each of your friends, subordinates, and superiors.

Even though they mainly selected those who had relatively few friendships, they had no choice but to exist.

Even in order not to be detected by them, he had to fall deeper into the transformed object.

The result is this.

again.

tears flow silently

I empathized too deeply.

It was because they recognized each of them as colleagues.

They all betrayed them.

That stress flowed down in the form of tears.

If an actor is too immersed in acting, sometimes the image of the target of the acting appears in daily life, and that seems to be the case. Was it the influence of Yadavaot's transformation skill or was it talent for acting?

My emotions were jumbled and I was out of my mind.

"Sungjin?"

A familiar voice from right next to me.

Sungjin gently wiped the tears and looked to the side.

It was Asabel.

She is the one who usually stalks her with a high degree of stealth.

In the original bedroom, various measures were put in place, but I left this place as a temporary residence.

Thinking that she needed to deal with it, she bowed her back and stood up.

"When did you come?"

"I was first."

"Am I in the wrong room?"

"I can't."

Asa Bell said so, and she sat across the bed.

To be honest, I'm tired and I want to go to sleep right now, but I can't even sleep properly because it seems like it will work if I sleep like this.

"Did things go wrong?"

Asabel gave her worried eyes and asked. She may have felt that way if she had continued to observe herself here.

Sungjin shook her head and answered.

"No. It worked. It was a great success."

"Then why are you crying?"

"It's like a side effect of a skill. If you sleep, you'll get better."

"Muscle loss happens. Don't cry."

Her words seem to confuse as if joking or serious.

She took something like her handkerchief from her inventory and handed it to Seongjin, who took it and wiped her tears away.

“….”

“….”

We didn't talk to each other after that.

There is only silence.

After such a long time, Asabel asked.

"How was the Underworld?"

"They are operating a proper wartime system. The commander's abilities are excellent and he is also very loyal..."

"I'm not saying that, I'm asking you what you did."

"Yeah, I did the quest. Didn't you teach me when I went?"

Asa Bell narrowed her eyes and looked around Seongjin's body.

Then, she emitted an amount of divine power that filled the entire room and wrapped it around Seongjin's body.

As if checking something.

"…that's right. It doesn't smell like a female."

“Did we just talk about that?”

"Yes. Do you have anything else to say?"

Talking as if asking for something obvious.

Asabel did not recover the divine power, but breathed it into Seongjin's body.

As the powerful divine power was absorbed into the body, the fatigue was relieved a little.

"This should have relieved most of the fatigue. I'm glad there were no injuries."

"Because I was very careful."

"Yes. I'm glad you came back safely."

Asa Bell patted the bracelet on her hand with an expression of reassurance.

Seongjin saw it and took the bracelet paired with it from his inventory and put it on.

Items that differentiate each other's positions. It was the item she received when she first met her.

Her stats aren't that great, so wearing it in the underworld would be weird, but it seemed to be a concern for her.

"Then I'll go out. It's a sneak peek, so you can't get caught."

"How is everyone?"

"Status excited to hear that Seong-Jin is here. She can finally get her revenge."

Seeing Sungjin wearing her bracelet, Asa Bell woke up with a faint smile.

Seongjin, who watched it till the end, quietly nodded her head in accordance with her words that she would be found out by others.

And after she left.

She immediately fell back into bed.

'I went out quietly today.'

After all, it was clear that she was busy with work, considering her position here.

She has nothing to say even though she has a mountain of things to do, whether it be discipline, planning, or training.

…

When he couldn't sleep, Sungjin got up and looked out the window.

When she came here, all the monsters she saw were forming a party and talking.

They were all gathered to beat the Underworld.

Refine items, battle, and sharpen your formation.

There was no playfulness in the faces of those who matched their hands and feet.

They all looked determined.

'Everyone is like that, but I can't do this.'

What is your memory?

Isn't it funny to suffer so much because of meeting some good people in the country, a large terrorist group?

They are war criminals

Except for civilians, there is no need to look out for it.

Wasn't he the one who drew people like Valdemar and Peter in the first place?

What did you do well that you are shaking here?

“You have to take responsibility.”

Sungjin buried her head in her bed again.

She forced her to sleep.

* * *

After Sungjin fell asleep.

The door to his bedroom opened quietly.

The door opened and then closed slightly as if opened by the wind.

But there was no wind blowing.

someone came in

And slowly approached Seongjin, who was lying on the bed.

Walk slowly with your toes raised so that you do not make a sound so that you do not break Sungjin.

And when I got to his side.

thump.

Her back was caught and lifted into the air.

"Hey, did you hear me?"

Asa Bell smiled haha ​​and looked back at her.

She was careful, she was careful, but she was eventually caught.

Looking behind her, her sister Lari had her eyes wide open and her nape was drooping.

She thought she escaped, but she must have been caught.

"Asabel, are you running away again?"

"Hehe."

"You can't even laugh. Get up now. Every time Seongjin comes, you fall in and out again, do you know what number it is already?"

"Ah, but..."

“It’s okay, it’s only a gatchman, and it’s not okay.”

Nu Lari put Asa Bell on her shoulder.

This wasn't the first time this happened.

Every time Seongjin came to Bloody Castle, she had escaped.

It didn't take long to find the place because it was always there, but it took me a long time to notice that it disappeared because it really disappeared without a sound.

'Because it's a really crazy bitch.'

Whoops!

Her hand flew from her shoulder and ripped her mouth open.

When she looked at her, her eyes were wide open in surprise.

And after a while, she put her hands together and made a gesture of sorry.

Nu Lari, who spit out the blood from her mouth, whispered in Asa Bell's ear.

“…don’t expect training to end today.”

Puck puck!

Now it hits you very openly.

Nu Lari used her Duukshini's shock absorption skill and went outside.

Really, Gilma is hard.

* * *

boo woo-

A few days after the civil war broke out in the Underworld, the sound of a large horn rang out in Monster World.

A sound imbued with magical power is not enough to go around the whole area once, or to go around two or three times, so it also conveyed this sound to the Underworld.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Hearing this, the soldiers of the Underworld trembled.

The magic in the sound taught me.

How huge enemies are coming.

Thump, Thump-!

The sound of heavy footsteps is heard.

A sound like an earthquake is approaching.

Heavy footsteps that don't even make a single beat.

It made their hearts heavy.

“…are you coming?”

Said the Underworld Minister, who had heard this horn before.

The heyday of Monster World.

I remembered the time when the monsters there went right before they devoured the Underworld.

This was the signal that the army was leaving.

Monsters like worms approach each other.

When there were too many of them, the hard ground cracked like an earthquake, and the monsters flying in the air like swarms of locusts in the sky and those who rode them caught my eye.

Their flapping of their wings was also consistent, like a storm.

"It's like… a natural disaster is coming."

On the other hand, this place is shabby.

The walls are collapsing, and there are few S-class hunters who can turn the tide of war.

The items provided were also outdated, and the troops themselves were small.

It is a vacuum for those who have died in the civil war.

In fact, those here are just a waste of time.

- Surrender Get on your knees and bow your head.

A terrifying voice is heard.

Dark clouds obscured the sunlight, and red-eyed men and women began to appear in the shadows with bats.

they are blood

And the fact that they appeared means that he is now leading this battlefield.

“…Hey, run away.”

"Yeah?"

"Run away and tell me!"

He hastily issued an order to the sloppy subordinate.

But he soon smiled.

After all, it was an order that would never come true.

That one.

- Jim is your new king.

Darkest Nightmare.

he is the king of blood

As a result, there is no chance of winning, and the time they can draw has become like dust, just like their worth.

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