The World of Masks

Jack's position was truly exceptional. The fires and smoke were clearly visible, as if the hands and feet of famous actors were shaking the stage, slowly tightening from the outskirts of the city. The trajectory of high-explosives embroidered in the sky and the spark waterfall of the coal were wonderful backdrops to decorate them.

'It's time.'

As he watches the city blaze, he starts to wear armor.

"You're going back and forth?"

"Yes."

Jack pulls out the sword he left behind. I was flashing red lines engraved on the black body as if I liked the food I had just eaten. Jack vomits a joyous sword as he touches it.

"I wish I could come with you."

Callie said as if she didn't want to. Unfortunately, that was impossible. Jack points to the city where high bombs and munitions are still flying.

"You can't do that in a situation like that. You could get hit by a blind explosion or a bullet for all we care. Give up this time."

He stroked his head like a grumpy daughter or nephew. Callie's mask seems to be slightly moving, inflating her cheeks inside. But I didn't say anything more that I understood.

"Yes, go quickly."

With heavy armor on, Jack waves his hand down the mountain and gives out a frightening aura. And as Jack disappeared from view, he sighed a little.

Something appeared in Callie's eyes.

It was like a corpse of an animal covered in red paint. How many slashes were forcibly shoved into the slaughtering machine and dismantled in centimeters. Literally a bloody sight, the average person panicked and ran away, blaspheming, but Callie didn't respond. No, I stared at them with cold eyes.

"Hmmm, things you don't even know about."

They were already reconciled to corpses that had turned beyond human status, but Callie could not forgive them for this kind of punishment. Those bastards put their swords in just because their master killed 200,000 people. It was like spitting on Callie's god.

Puck!

I stepped on one of the flesh points near me. You hear something squirming with a soft touch. Callie stepped on her body weight as if she were facing a mortal enemy. Move your feet in a circular motion and in a very sharp position. It seemed that the gentleman was somewhat relaxed after stepping on the flesh and bone fragments like that. Callie snorts and starts looking back at the city.

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Approach the city front. The flames, explosions, and sounds that were seen beyond the walls were spreading panic all the way outside the city. I can see the people staring beyond the wall with fearful eyes because of the poor and the capital who do not enter the castle and are scattered around it. We were talking amongst people who knew each other, and we were spreading fear over this unknown disaster.

Somehow, because the gate was firmly closed, people could only look beyond the wall, rolling their feet. Since it was a gateway to the capital, I could not say that it was strong. the basic gate, the steel door that opens and closes from top to bottom, and the steel door that opens and closes from side to side. A total of three layers of doors barricaded the entrance to the capital, so it was impossible to penetrate the city gate unless you open it from the inside and bring me a siege weapon. I don't know if he's a wizard, but there's no way such a high-end workforce would be in this place.

Inside the helmet, Jack chuckles and walks to an unpopular place. About five minutes on foot, the popularity was gone. In the beginning, almost everyone was gathered near the gate. There couldn't have been many people who had things to do in the castle without this door.

'Let's see, this should be it.'

As Jack looks around carefully, something comes down from the wall. It's a sturdy rope, twisted in several layers. Jack walks down the rope. I pulled the rope a few times with my hand. The stretched rope is firmly secured. He and Jack seemed to be able to withstand the weight of his armor.

Cough.

Climb the wall with a rope. Thanks to his strong physical ability, it didn't take long for him to climb. As you climb the wall, you see one of the soldiers standing next to the line.

"Good work."

One word that goes by. But the soldier was not moved. Of course. There's no way a man who's already done life can have his will.

The soldier silently follows behind Jack, walking magnificently through the walls. Above the wall, you can see the ruined capital even better. Due to the lack of money, Sammin District, which was made up of only wooden houses, had already been burned to the ground. There were stone houses everywhere, filled with bombs and gunpowder. The debris had sparks attached to it, putting a nice black gradient.

Bodies were everywhere on the streets. It was a miserable corpse, doubtful even if they were all burned to the ground. Even though it was a lump of coal, it was no exaggeration.

'Something's too bad.'

Jack gladly looked at what he had done, but soon he asked a question that seemed to be missing something. The bear walked down the street thinking. You hear screams and shouts from afar.

'Ahh.'

Jack clapped his hands and struck.

'There's no screaming.'

Jack hastens to his feet. You can see the inside of the gate from a distance. Survivors are gathering at the gates of the city to wear a groin. It was a group trying to get out of the city somehow. However, unlike their wishes, the gates of the city were tightly closed. Since the soldiers that had already fallen into Jack's hands had broken the opening and closing mechanism, that gate hasn't been opened for a while.

'Hmm, I knew you were good at dropping some soldiers.'

I also used more life force to revive it to the undead so that I could live a life that is no different than usual. It is not possible to increase abilities in the future or acquire knowledge, but it is possible to get along with others. Of course, if time had passed, you would have noticed, but it was irrelevant in the current plan.

Jack sees humans that look like ants at the gate. They've barely escaped the flames of that hellish city. There were soot everywhere, and there were no refugees. There were some bleeding humans who were injured somewhere, some children who were unconsciously carried on their backs, and some who were crying with red blistering burns. Everyone was shouting in unison to open the gate. It seemed to be their only hope of getting out of this hellish city.

"Hehe, hehe!"

Jack smiles unpleasantly. Hope is only worthwhile if you crush it. Jack signals to his enslaved soldiers in his mind.

"Phew."

You move your mouth to see the crowd gathering. And.

Kuaang!

A void in front of the gates explodes and massive dirt splashes out. The scream echoes like a tearing of the ear.

All right.

Something falls next to Jack. The protein mass that used to be someone's arm is now just rolling up next to Jack, spitting out blood. I even wriggled intermittently as if I missed the owner.

Jack turns his gaze again and looks out the front door. The majority of the people gathered at the gates of the city, in the hope of only escaping the city, were turned into corpses. The groaning of those who barely survived resounded.

"Kukuk!"

I laughed as I breathed. I like killing each and every one of you, but I like this. I was tired of killing each and every one of them. I get bored when I eat too much delicious stuff. Sometimes this wasn't so bad either.

Jack walks a rope inside the castle and steps down to the capital. I started walking towards the covered palace. As soon as I entered the city, I became more hazy. Fragments of the building and the piles of wood that were riding were scattered, crushed and burned.

Bloop.

A white Leather falls from the air and sticks to your armor. The armor of the Dark Knight, though the flames danced fiercely to burn it. I didn't even get it hot.

'Well, it's performance and how much I raised it.'

You gave up your own life force and grew your armor. In its heyday, it was still the performance of a humble armor, but not nearly as white as it was damaged.

We know all the areas where the gunpowder is installed, so we should avoid dangerous areas. There's almost enough high-explosive alignment. You cannot damage the armor with a fire path of Soil Shot. Flames entering the armor compartment can be withstood by resistance and defense. Currently, what is substantially a threat to Jack is the depletion of oxygen due to the violent combustion of leurine. However, Soyathan's launch was on Jack's terms, so the most secure place in the city at present was actually around Jack.

The user tramples on fragments that don't know where they've flown from. Flaming lights radiate a dazzling glow from all sides. I noticed people running around everywhere. Scream and scream, wail and sigh, and despair. Jack's mouth is getting cramped.

"Cook, Cook!"

Qajik.

I stepped on something. It was a burnt human. Seeing her holding something small, she was probably a mother who ran away with the child. A man with a flame on his side runs down, screaming. As I took a few more steps, there was a man who was breathless with his legs crushed, and as I walked a little more, I saw a man who was desperately crawling with his organs screaming that his lower half was going to live somehow.

"Hehehehe!"

Dead body, dead body, dead body, walking distance. There were some living humans, but they didn't seem to last very long. I think the living will envy the dead.

"Hehehe, ha, hahahahaha!!!"

Eventually, I burst into laughter. The despair and horror that he had created swirled through Jack's mind. The joy and joy! Satisfaction of desire that money, sex, violence can never get.

"Yes! This is it!!"

Jack smiles crazily, enjoying the screams of the burning city and people.

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