Kidnapped Dragons

― WOO's response to your request for cooperation has arrived!

― 42D, 17C, 85C · · ·.

It is followed by a number.

The attack of an ultra-large dungeon is like a kind of war. 3. A systematic and rigorous framework exists. The route that can be taken is limited.

All military units have a military purpose. It is not just about fighting, it is about maintaining a Node, supplying supplies, and attracting enemy monster troops. As much as that, external personnel should not interfere without permission.

If he wished to move privately, he would need permission from the occupying forces, and a member of the security team communicated the communication to the disapproved faction keepers.

“Who's the 17C section attendant? ”

― Major Jo Eugene, Joint Headquarters!

“Got it. Pull together as many networks as you can. I'm maneuvering at full speed. Our supplies alone will cut communications in no time. ”

― I'm not going to support you at headquarters. Is there no other way?

“Find the commander of the army under the command of the command. And I want 4Life to provide communications supplies. Tell me a story about defeating the Blood Cross. ”

― Example?? 4Life is · · · · ·. Uh, to Commander Myeong Yong-ha?

“Hey, you bastard. Just do as you're told and tell me. Is this your childhood? ”

― Ah, yes! Roger that!

“No time, dummy. Secure the communications network, quick. ”

― Yes!

4Life.

It's a pseudonym that Maintenance wrote four times. It was his name as the third place in the ranking.

The moment I became the Gold Dragon's bodyguard, I threw away his name and face. He disguised himself as a moderately great superhero. The third place in the ranking was the celebrity's bodyguard.

But now was not the time to pick something like that.

Maintenance personnel entering the forest met with the Major of the 17C Zone Occupation Unit.

“The communication or propagation has left no trace of the migration of the minds. ”

She said with doubtful eyes.

“Is BY really being kidnapped? ”

“Keep your mouth shut. Does this look like a situation to you? ”

Major was offended, but closed his mouth after the army chief's request for cooperation fell.

When the protective wire was lifted, he ran without even looking back. Then I closed my eyes. To feel the traces of the gold dragon, with the greatest possible development.

It was clear. The physical distance was quite far, and it was still moving away in real time.

How could you move so fast?

‘Fluid-type manoeuvre related mine · · · · ·. ’

There will be troops nearby. There will be great beginners. There will be monsters that even make them classify.

Between them, traces of the dragon were passing by.

A forest with 100 meters tall trees stretching lushly. Above the sky, the S-Class Monster, the Perforation, endures. Time to enter the air war is wasted. He had to make a frontal breakthrough into the forest without being able to do it.

“This is Brigadier-General Cortus of 119F. Mr. Yu, I heard you're a great superhero. If you're trying to get through here, you have to break through the wire! ”

“I'll be leaving right away, so if you have people to stick with. ”

Sometimes there were some superheroes who tried to reverse the situation by using this form of retention. Since this was the shortest distance, the maintenance had to be used by countless people.

He takes out a huge longsword from the subspace and hears it.

It's a Level 4 artifact that you borrowed as you became a VIP of WOO.

"Ancient Soldier's Beliefs"

A sword that never breaks.

“Front! 37 Red Mane Trolls! ”

The operator shouts.

The A + class enhanced trolls in the bushes were already in combat readiness. Red Mane Trolls were largely 2.5 m tall. If you don't have enough units, there must be chieftains and antiwarriors. Maintenance aims for one of the larger monsters in front of his head. He's a Feud Warrior.

Paaah!

He rolls his feet as hard as he can. The ground was wrinkled against the mighty Manae, and he swiftly clumped. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! If you hit from the front, you'll have to take some losses.

However, he did not fight skillfully.

That's why I didn't have enough time.

"Sword of Demonic Soldier (AA) ― Type 2"

"Crushed spine"

His body bounces off like a missile.

Kwang-san!

The Ancient Soldier's Beliefs smashed the blunt force all over the front. A huge metal sphere breaks like a glass fragment. The palm of his hand seems to be torn, but he breaks the head of the troll with an additional bayonet without even paying attention.

Trolls, of course. Strikes that scare even soldiers.

“Attack ―! ”

In the commander's voice, soldiers rushed with blessings and skills.

Those who are excited by the death of the Great Warrior shout. Grarara! Grarara ―!! A roar explodes. Their energy rises. The muscles grow and the cords of blood appear thicker throughout the body.

I had to move fast for a while, so I jumped into the most dangerous position. Trolls are everywhere from front to back.

I'm hitting a flying blunt with my arm. He wields his sword. How powerful he looks like a monster. When he wields it once, a troll must break and die. The one who clumsily tried to stop him with a blunt force died of blunt force.

In the meantime, the flying blunt force hits the back of the retention. It was a big shock. Enough snow to pop out. But in the fourth time, his rigidity was as high as a monster. Eyes didn't pop.

Maintenance looks back at the troll that attacked with blood from the back of his head. With only a knob left, the broken trolley panics and strides back. He stretches out his hand and twists the flesh of the troll. When he pulls, the tip of the sword waits in front of his head. Trolls stitched up their heads and died.

Maintenance tore up a troll's boat and killed it. The other two arms of the trolley were slashed. Another troll splits the head half as far as the neck. Exactly the vertebrae were damaged and the Trolls lost their unique resilience in vain.

Trolls are all dead nearby. After a pause, he takes a deep breath and scours the battlefield.

The impact on the back of the head is so great that the gaze waves.

Trolls. Bodies. Carcass. Carcass. Carcass. Body. Trolls. Soldiers. Anti-corruption. Tribal Chief. And · · · · · ·.

He ran.

“Mr. Yu! Where are you going!”

The voice of the commander. He didn't answer.

He wasn't here to fight. The Troll tribe's faction collapsed, and now that we have a proper breakthrough, we are moving.

“Argh!”

“Argh!”

I hear a sharp scream from behind. A blunt force shatters a soldier's knee and thigh bones. He began to push as he fled from the tense foreground.

It had nothing to do with him.

By the time he got off the wire, he was hundreds of meters away.

The radio rang.

― Senior! I've asked Commander Myeong Yong-ha to cooperate. Here's 93F!

“What is the situation in the area? ”

― Battle in progress! However, at 93F, we advise you not to come that way but to go 117N!

His glans narrow. He had to go to 93F. Because it was the shortest distance on the map.

“Why."

― It's called checkerboard!

He was annoyed again.

Hapil checkerboard? · ·.

The Unit's recommendation is understood. Censorship is a mutant terrain. The bodies of the dead inspectors go down to the ground and rot. There, the filthy Mana, named grudge, moves and finds a place to unite itself.

In the place where grudges are gathered, grass rises, as if it were the work of an inspector, which is the shape of a blade. Then it moves like a dance and cuts everything that passes.

Until then, it was a hassle, and the problem was that monsters also existed here. A lineage derived from grudge and unaffected by the blade. In sum, it was a specter, a grudge, a demon, a ghost, a demon.

The spirits of the sanctuary were gathering and confronting the ghosts.

― So, we're now connected to 117N! Do you have anything to say?

“All right, cut the line with you. ”

― e?

“Go to 93F. Are you trying to keep me talking twice? Cut the communication!”

He shouts. The tiger seems to be howling.

As an opponent, it was the first Chief of Staff to hear from him in 10 years.

― Oh, I see!

Maintenance rushed to the checkpoint. One step at a time, the world was being pushed away.

He could soon face the troops.

“Maintenance. Place a sacramental order. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

A young man of the Saint's lineage approached and blessed the Virgin. A subtle light penetrated his body.

“Mr. Kyung-tae. There's a big cut on the glutes and the larynx. ”

With a blessing, the Saint said with a worried expression.

“No less bleeding. ”

“It's okay.”

“How's your recovery going? It'll only take five minutes. If you don't enter the checkpoint, the bleeding will intensify. ”

“Oh, stop talking and give me a holy water. ”

Saints and superstitious people were embarrassed by his attitude. I was so desperate.

Then he revealed the uncomfortable planting with an unfiltered expression. Then I walked up to the statue.

“Mr. Jeongtae? ”

He picked out the Holy Water Soldier in the hand of the goddess.

“Mr. Kyung-tae! What are you doing? That is holy water that should not be used as a substitute! ”

He kept pushing and running to sleep. The rookies ran to catch him, but he was faster. Immediately away from troops.

Then I opened a bottle of holy water resembling a flask and took a breath. The salty taste spread. From the inside, a warm sensation rose.

In front of his eyes, the Seekerman Forest reveals itself.

Checkerboard.

In a gloomy aura, he ran.

* * *

On the floor, a blade in the form of a grass was slicing his feet, ankles, and back. On the high ground, the tree shook its head and sought to maintain its hold.

He stubbornly stops it with the "Ancient Soldier's Beliefs" and bounces it with Mana. Throughout the run, fire gushed from everywhere.

That was when about half of the forests were cleared. Slowly the limits began to be revealed. Whichever day it flies, it scratches the cheek of the keeper. Skin leather bursts and blood flows. The other day I tore his ear off. I felt the cartilage in my ear break.

Not to mention arms and wrists. There are already more than a dozen wounds.

The grey bodyguard's uniform and coat were almost completely bloody and turned into a cigar.

But he didn't stop.

Little by little. I feel like I'm getting close to the Gold Dragon's trail.

At the same time, however, it was felt that the Blessing and Holy Water were losing their power. Damn it. It's three minutes to try. Inside, he had to break through the blackwoods. If you don't, you'll be surrounded by real enemies.

Then he stood still.

I have something to come.

Shaaaaaaaaah!

More than 170 high-ranking superheroes have been in office for more than three weeks, because they have never stopped.

Red eyes fluttered in the middle of the blackwoods. More than 30 of them.

Red eyes stare at one place.

Then I opened my eyes a little bit louder. It was horrible, but at the time of the demon, it felt like worshipping.

At the same time, one person started walking on the other side of the bayonet forest.

It's a cluster of ghosts.

He is an S + Intermediate Boss in the form of numerous ghosts. At the same time, he was the owner of the Censorship Forest, born in the tombs of the inspectors here.

He's getting closer. A bizarre form of human monster with no flesh on his bones. In one hand, I heard a long, half-melted sod.

"Black-eyed."

The master of the Swordsmanship revealed himself.