The Returner

[446] 5. (1) "I entered the training area without any power problems."

Hum…

Song Jung Soo received the report and his face hardened.

'It's a start.'

I felt real.

Now it is all about humanity to those in the dome.

'It is hope.'

Song Jung-soo laughed naturally.

It is a fleeting hope.

The whole world was rushing to start with the feeling of catching even the straw. Countries with little capacity were somehow eager to engage their competitors.

Japan, which was excluded from the composition process, was also requesting participation through diplomatic channels at this time. Although I had to tell the United States to speak directly.

"Will it work?"

At the end of Yoon Youngmin, Song Jung-soo sighed.

"Who knows? I just have to believe it. "

Hum…

Yoon Youngmin did not know that. But I just want to be comforted. Song Jung-soo is not the person to do that.

"Now we must do it."

Ex.

Yun nodded with a firm face.

'The vacancy is so big.'

Those who are based on Lee Ji-hyeok do not come out for a while now. If it fails, destruction is fixed. It is inevitable that the world will be destroyed while they have power.

In any case, it is the same thing as looking at luck in gambling. It is a big hit if you can get through it, and even if you go a little faster, you can not help it.

So now we can not expect Lee Ji-hyeok and NDF's help. Even if something happens to the Korean Peninsula, they have to solve themselves.

Yoon Young-min, who realized the fact, could understand how big Lee Ji-kyung's vacancy was.

And how easily he was eating presidential office with their own strength.

'You can let me know this.'

When Yoon put out a low sigh, the intercom rang.

What's Going On?

When Yoon Young-min received the interphone, the quick reply came back.

– The United States. Christopher McClaren is calling for a call.

"Connect."

Soon the call was connected.

– I am very sorry to have to contact you again in this way.

No Your contact is always welcome. So what happened? "

– I think I should give you one bad news.

"Bad news?"

– Yes. Bad news.

Yoon Youngmin sighed deeply.

If the word "bad news" comes out of Christopher 's mouth, it is really bad news. This guy has a serious side, so he does not fuss with nothing.

"I do not feel like I have anything to say yet, but my heart is sore. Yeah, what's going on? I have to wait and die before I hear a heart attack, so I need to speak quickly. "

– The speed of the Prince's advance has been accelerated.

"Well, I do not think that's a bad word to describe."

Song Jung-soo intercepted Yoon's words.

"How fast is it?"

– More than three times.

"To rot."

Song Jung-soo sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

"There is nothing worse than that, right?"

– Unfortunately, I have.

"Speak up quickly. I do not think it's time to get in the way and react! "

– The gate is opening again.

“What?”

Song Jung-soo's eyes shook.

What is this? The gate?

"We never received such a report?"

– It is spreading from Africa. The gate is now open to Europe as well.

"Where are we going to … … "

Song Jung-soo buried his face between his knees.

If God exists, then the god must be really bad. Or is it that humans have a bitter taste to see and despair.

It would be better to go to bed at one time, and I would be out of my mind before I died because I would be watching it tighten little by little as I dried blood like this.

"But I can not give up again. Pull off. "

Song Jung-soo took out a cigarette and bit his mouth.

“…Oh, tobacco. "

"Please smoke. Do not ask that now, let 's take care of it. Now is not the time for Presidential authority. "

"I know that it is time to say respect for authority, but I have no power and I will just smoke it."

Song Jung-soo lit a cigarette and poured out a rough smoke.

"I think I should talk to the KSF once."

– Mr. President.

"Tell me."

– Now that China has collapsed, the representative of Asia is Korea. Japan has long since lost its influence, and Southeast Asia is in disarray. Korea should give it to me.

"China is not recovering?"

– The leadership is completely destroyed. The aftermath of Beijing is too big. The surviving Communist Party leaders are trying to restore order, but it is Junggu heating.

"Uh, what measures?"

– Although I am looking for reconstruction through Taiwan, Chinese people seem to hate the Taiwanese more than the Japanese. I thought it would be okay because I broke up in one country.

"You know, you've been there that way."

If Cheong Wa Dae erupts and both the president and the ruling party are dead, he will not leave politics to North Korea. What America is doing now is like that.

– Taiwan or the surviving Communist Party will have to be pushed to push it, but it will be difficult to settle because we have to pour all our power into it.

"Once I know."

– Yes, then.

Listening to the phone hang up, Song Jung – soo kicked his tongue out.

'America is over.'

If this happened before the Emperor emerged, the US and other neighboring countries would have tried to intervene in China. Perhaps they have tried to divide China by making all kinds of excuses and justifications.

But now it was impossible.

The survival of the moment is more important than the great benefit of the distant place. The United States was preparing for a battle with the devil, bringing troops overseas to his country.

If you can not prevent it, it is destruction.

"Once we are defending ourselves as much as possible, I will have to wait for Lee Ji-hyeok to finish his preparation soon."

"Well, yes."

Song Jung-soo looked out of the window with heavy pouring.

'Hurry, this man.'

*** "Turn it off."

Michael was on the floor.

The dirt was coming and going in and out of my mouth, but now I can not afford to worry about the sand in my mouth.

All his spirit was concentrated in the strange aura that circled his body.

What should I say, this feeling?

Should we say that the snakes made of fire and the snakes made of ice in our bodies are twinkling?

The senses and pain, which were difficult to express in words, kept him from drifting.

Coolku!

As the breathing of the barely lifted in his body, Michael pushed his bloody arm with his arms banging bloody blobs.

I looked up and saw Lee Ji-hyeok's face sitting on a beach chair and clutching his head.

"Curses!"

I was confident that any training could survive.

If I think of the suffering people, I thought that his own suffering was no different. I was willing to follow even if I had not slept for a month, and I thought I could endure any kind of humiliation.

However, Lee Ji – hyeok 's method has destroyed all his resolutions.

I thought at least I had to move something to get to know Mana. Actively.

But he came into the dome and said that he himself … … .

"I still do not feel it."

Lee Ji – hyeok pulled his tongue out and raised one hand. At the same time, a cloud of mana shining brightly over Michael's head began to be created.

Michael looked at the cloud with a soulful look.

"Hi profits!"

"Oh, no!"

Screams began to flow around him. Those who were on the ground without the power to lift their fingers saw the cloud of mana on their heads and began to wake up from the spot.

I have to run away.

But Lee Ji-hyeok seemed to have little interest in their will.

When Lee Ji-hyeok's finger slid down, the clouds on his head began to descend.

"Great!"

Michael banged on it.

The molar had already broken and the inside did not fit properly.

It was not intended to overcome it. If you do not bite it now, you will struggle with pain and your tongue will be cut off.

And at that moment, the cloud of mana covered Michael.

"Turn off … … "

It feels vividly felt as mana is digging into the whole body. At the same time, the body began to swell like a balloon. The heterogeneous energy that comes into the body rides through the blood vessels. The tightly swollen blood vessels are likely to explode soon.

"It is not to endure the pain! Feel it! What's in the body! "

It's easy to say, you motherfucker.

If I could, I wanted to run to that shameless guy and pull that tongue out.

But it was impossible. He can not move a foot right now.

My knees are broken.

His arms did not react even when his face fell to the floor. Michael, who literally ducked his face on the ground, began to scratch the floor and groan.

I felt how painful the pain felt in my body was, I could not feel the pain even when I landed in front of my face because I was stooped forward.

There is no such weak suffering. Now there was a bigger pain in his body.

'How long do you have to do it?'

How long!

I was repeating the manna cloud all day, rolling the floor. He had to die first before he could feel mana.

Lee kicked his tongue as he watched the floor rollers.

'It's difficult.'

It is not hard to say that this is sea water, bringing a living on the land to the sea. All of them also understood what mana is and how it exists.

But if you understand sea water, what happens if you go into the sea and live like a fish?

What they were doing right now was that mate.

Pouring the sea water into the mouth and nose until the gills are pushed. It is uncommon to be ignorant, but is it the only comfort that does not need to evolve through the generations?

Those who will overcome this pain and catch the end of Mana will surely come out.

'You have to feel yourself.'

It does not make any sense to explain it in words.

Can you understand that it explains fire to those who do not know what fire is?

If you do not know what a fire is doing, it is the quickest way to put your hand through a flaming fire.

The damage may be, but the effect is remarkable.

Of course, Lee Ji – hyeok was a side effect and a pursuit of efficiency, and thanks to them, all the competitors were half dying.

"But there is a pulpit. it's not like that?"

Lee Ji-hye laughed as he watched the lump of wheezing in front of him.

Alpha

The shape of the word alpha began to wriggle.