The disease which had sent their entire world into destruction.

No, a Calamity which had the form of a disease.

The disease of unknown origin sent all of them close into extinction not long after it was spread.

“Do you remember around when that disease started to spread out?”

The young Tekilon pondered for a while and then spoke out.

“…It was around when our body reconstruction surgery was being used perfectly and had been commercialized.”

Thanks to this their race had been able to have a much stronger body than ever before.

Before this they could only fight with limited supplies because they lacked everything.

Since dangers constantly stormed from the outside and they were always short on food.

But the body reconstruction surgery solved all their problems in an instant.

Their stamina got strengthened, they needed to eat much less in order to survive, their longevity lengthened and their battle powers increased by a huge amount.

Actually their tribe’s original body wasn’t that different from those things below.

But their body which had gone through the surgery had changed close to a beasts and soon after their body reconstruction surgery had been perfected and commercialized, their whole race had finally united all together.

For the first time in history.

Then the Calamity of Death enveloped that specific race who were filled to the brim with hopes and dreams.

Their race screamed out in despair after falling into depravity.

That they had received a befitting punishment after invading G.o.d’s territory of reconstructing the body.

‘d.a.m.nit…’

While the young Tekilon was frowning while thinking of those times, the old Tekilon spoke again.

“Yes. And do you remember when we had come over here in the soul form?”

“…When the World Tree was created.”

“Yes. When this side had been all united together from the World Tree’s power.”

Their growth was slow, they were always threatened by the toxic waters and they always lacked food.

The Elvenheims, who had been constantly fighting after being divided into hundreds of different tribes, met a grand unification not long after the World Tree was created.

And then they face total annihilation due to Tekilon who had come over with his soul.

“No way…”

Games were only fun when there were compet.i.tion and enemies.

As soon as they gained a grand unification and had peace, both the races treaded the path of total destruction.

As if somebody threw over the game board that had gotten boring.

“What would we do even if we save our race at this point. We will need to keep fighting and fighting even if we save them.”

“…Isn’t that just an estimate?”

The old Tekilon shook his head.

“It’s not. Look at the beasts below. That’s not something we created right?”

“…Then?”

“Something came to me one day.”

(*TL: NOOOOOOOO THEY’RE BACK)

Tekilon, who had been exhausted beyond what he could endure, nodded at the fairy shaped existence and then fell into slumber.

“It’ll… be okay to unify now. But we will just get swept over by the war with the other races in the place called the Abyss.”

The young Tekilon just grinded his teeth.

“Nonsense. How did I become like this?”

“What?”

“So what if we become a chess piece for somebody else? We can keep living if we continue to fight.”

“…”

“It was a history of battles anyway. To not want to fight after tasting the short amount of peace.”

Before the unification.

They had fought and fought in order to survive.

It was set up so their race, the Elvenheims and all other races below had to fight in order to survive.

‘The fact that we have to continue to fight in order to survive is the same as saying that there is no absolute existence.’

If the only way to live was to fight then they just needed to do what they had always done.

Even if there was an absolute existence they won’t b.u.t.t in randomly in order to enjoy the fun.

Since a game where one can change the rules won’t be fun.

“Don’t say meaningless things. Saving them is the first priority. Give me the power to control the Wasp Legion. I will finish it off.”

“…”

The Old Tekilon sighed as he transferred the s.h.i.+ning star symbol on his head.

Ooooong

The Queen had lost all its power to something which had invaded its head.

Tekilon who had become the new king gave an order as soon as he got control of the Queen.

For the Wasp Legion to attack the people hiding around the strange pillars.

To smash apart the formation and to release the Forked Lightning.

Soon the giant wasps that weren’t moving in order to protect the Queen started to rush downwards.

At the same time he gave a different order to the newly evolved bees.

To buy time against the invaders who were coming up through the Pillar.

Hansoo, who had been climbing back up through the Va.s.sal’s Tunnel, grinded his teeth at the info that was coming in through the World Tree.

‘He had received the power. Or the King himself has moved out.’

It was now time to fight.

Whether the time for the tied down Forked Lightning to get released from the Wasp Legion was faster.

Or him smas.h.i.+ng through the Wasp Legion and getting rid of the Queen and the Clone was faster.

‘…The quicker I finish this off the more people will stay alive.’

Hans...o...b..eathed in deeply and then started to madly run in order to catch up to the Departed Souls who would have already gone up.

Proofreader’s note

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So actually some people are clever (the one throwing chains and not trying to kill Hansoo who’s in a difficult position). If Hansoo transforms, would the lightning spear stop after going through one of his three hearts?

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Translator : Ekdud

Proofreader : coyotte508

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