The World of Masks

“Yes?”

The firefighter asked stupidly.

“How do I do that? Can I move him? ”

Then he realized he was the one who came out to help. Not only the firefighter, but also the injured man's face.

“Yes, the first aid is roughly over. I need you to help me get him to safety, if possible. ”

It was good to move to the hospital right away, but it was definitely impossible for the whole city to be bombed at this time. There's nothing to lift. I had no choice but to move it.

'But I wonder if I'll be okay alone.'

It's quite a hard labor to raise one person. We have a hard way of escaping that we don't even know when it's going to end.

'Maybe it will be discarded in the middle.'

But fortunately, there was more than one touch of salvation.

“Are you hurt?”

Two more are approaching from the refugee procession. Your torso is bent as if you were preparing for a bombing. They roll their eyes round to see the situation. The firefighter's face became brighter.

'For three people.'

All three of them are strong and fit.

“Yes, I want you to hold him. It would be great if I could do a three-minute back flip if I could. ”

The three men looked at each other. I've never seen them all before today. However, they nodded because there was a bond of words in the act of wanting to help others.

“I understand.”

The first person to approach shrugs the wounded. You nod at the injured person who says thank you and return to the refugee procession. After that, the other two followed.

Starting with that, brave refugees or heavier walls increasingly began to help local police and firefighters. It was mostly a simple task to listen to police officers and firemen and to raise the wounded or to induce people, but the burden of police and firemen was greatly reduced.

Of course, the situation has not improved. Bombs are still dropping and superpowers are tied to intercepts. Enemy ground forces are approaching and chaos remains. Citizens who volunteer to help police and firefighters are only a minority compared to the entire refugee population.

But the situation was definitely better than before.

It was definitely a little miracle. In the absence of hope, people never miss a little ray of light in their hands.

There must have been a flower blooming in despair.

* * *

The Demon Prince who was vacuuming towards Seoul did not hide their frostbite at all. As we march, we crush, trample and crush everything we come across.

The quality of the water was completely different from that of Melbourne's defense. Unlike back then, portals around the world were temporarily active and were vomiting the Demon Lord's army. Moreover, unlike the past when skeleton branches were mainly merely machete, the Demon King's army now utilized all sorts of weapons.

You can see a human army of resistance using the stream as a defense line. Bombs falling from the sky scare them, but they bite the Demon King like a bad joke. If the Demon Lord's army were an army of simple skeletons and zombies, like in Melbourne's defense war, it might have survived.

But now the Demon King was not such an obsolete army.

Kuang!

A huge explosion has occurred in the seriousness of the humans. It wasn't a bomb that fell from the bomber.

Squeeze!

A heavy tank aims a human army across the stream. Once more, a flame rises from the forge.

Kuang!

The sand sacks you have stored up for defense are shattered and scattered with dirt. Some of the soldiers who were shooting at the sand sacks turned into blood.

Kuang!

This storm originated from the Demon King's side, not the human army. The next hunting tank is caught in a massive fire with its shivering fangs. Human-fired anti-tank firearms hit the target. It was clear that one of the Demon Lord's forces had flown, Lucky Punch or not.

Desperately for humans, however, several more chariots have come closer since. Now, the consumption of one chariot meant nothing to humans or the Demon King's army.

Pow, pow, pow!

An elongated cannonball hits the target hard. The screams and groaning of the soldiers continue to increase.

The battle wasn't the only thing going on there.

“Fuck! Please stop bouncing off me! ”

A soldier fires a gun with a cry of evil. The skeletons' bones shatter and pour down excellence. But then a new skeleton advances.

This unit was used as a defense line to block the Demon King's army. The conditions of the River Heaven Hye certainly help to stop the invaders.

However, due to the nature of the Demon Lord's army, the river's natural defenses have deteriorated considerably.

Gaaaah!

A thick helmet appeared on the river again. Skeletons in full body armor set foot beside the river, dropping their moisture. Enemy sighted in the nearest distance. The skeleton's hollow pupils have been naturalized.

Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!

Knocks the jawbone for no reason and attacks the enemy. The seriousness by the river has been weakened at a rapid rate because of the skeletons who walked through the river's obstacles called the river.

It wasn't just that.

The troops surrounding the Wild Mountain and defending against the Demon King's army were also slaughtered by allowing the monsters to sneak out of the Wild Mountain.

The National Guard fell relentlessly to the Demon King who was thoroughly joking around in places where humans could neither march nor advance.

But the army does not retreat. He gripped his teeth and grabbed the Demon King's ankle somehow.

Two, two, two, two!

Another battlefield where all sorts of madness and murder resound with gunfire. The defensive line has already collapsed and the majority of the soldiers have been killed by enemy fire and bombardment. But the soldiers do not retreat. The commander there also did not issue a retreat order. Rather, he fired a mechanical shot at the Phantom Army, which came with an unconscious eye.

Die.

Suddenly, what I heard in one communication seemed to be ringing in my ears again. Machine-like voice, no emotions mixed up. It was the voice of a man who thought he was a savior for a moment, who had lost contact with his superiors and was always on the other side.

Don't make it easy for me! '

His heart was beating violently, just pretending to be cold. I felt like I was going to lose my strength and fly backwards by the recoil of the gun.

I need time to evacuate my citizens. You have to hold on to the enemy's ankle for even a minute.

I know! '

Seoul was already a battlefield. There were civilian corpses everywhere. The same was true around this unit. We need an eye-catching presence to safely evacuate our citizens now.

Be the bait.

“What the fuck! ”

Finally, I uttered my profanity. I bite down on it hard. It tastes like bitter blood. Nevertheless, my hands did not stop trembling.

“We've breached most of our defenses ahead! ”

A subordinate urgently informed you. The commander's eyes widen.

"Fuck, don't I know that? I can see it right in front of me! '

But I didn't put it out of my mouth. I felt a deep horror on the face of my servant covered in dirt and blood.

“There is no retreat. Stop him at all costs."

Your servant stops you from saying something reflexively. The man moves his lips a few times to say something more, eventually biting it and returning to the battle point.

Suddenly, I remembered the face of my family. The virgin's beauty disappears and she scratches her chin every time she goes home looking fat like any other woman. A daughter who, at some point, goes home, gets her head on TV and doesn't look at herself cheering for some idol. Barack said to his son, "Don't nag me every time I say something that says he has a bigger head."

But nevertheless, I loved him. Nevertheless, it is precious. Nevertheless, we must protect it.

I don't know if he's alive. There's already a lot of people dead. There is no guarantee that you will not have a family in it. But if he's alive. If only their own sacrifice could save their lives.

'This is where I die.'

It is a soldier's duty to protect his citizens in the first place. I had it from the moment I joined the army that I was ready to fall in the field. He relentlessly fires his gun at the Demon King's army as it approaches. Literally until his life was cut off.

* * *

The Demon Lord's army was overwhelmingly brutal everywhere, but naturally, it was not completely harmless.

“Cough!”

When I cough, blood spurts out. I vomited blood lying on my back, and of course the blood fell flat on my face. I wanted to avoid it, but I couldn't get into my body. Excruciating pain was cut through my body just by coughing.

“Cough! Cough! Ugh!”

I took a hard breath. The body somehow reacts by retracting the body. But his body was already worth calling a mop.

“Hmm? You're still alive. ”

Someone approaches him. A suspicious man wearing a black robe. I thought I was an old man by the sound of my voice. But he knew who it was.

“Priest · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Priest of the Demon King. He was a person who received respect and respect from people in one body.

“I, · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · for · · · · · · · the King · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Good work.”

The priest spit it out. A formal word without emotion. But even then, he smiled as if he had the whole world. The priest's recognition is proof that he was loyal enough to the Demon King. There is only one wish that they have given their life for.

Blood spills from the hole in the ship. If you leave him, he will surely die. But the priest didn't kill any of them. An injury of this magnitude cannot be healed unless it is an excellent potion. But I couldn't use that precious potion on either end.

There was no potion for the slaves in the Palace of Jinsuk to use to groom the skin, but there was no potion for him to die on the battlefield.

Soon, his breath was cut off. But his face was comfortable. As a child, it was a pitiful end to sacrifice his life only for the sake of truth, having received an education that would not be different from brainwashing.

But Jin and the Demon King's army did not let him go even after he died.

Parker!

The dead man's chest bursts and his flesh grows. A bloody white arm bone pierces through his body. It stutters to the ground, raising the rest of its body.

Aaaaah!

A white bone rises through his corpse. The naturalization settles as if the light were on in an empty pupil.

“Follow me.”

The priest turns around and starts walking loudly. The end station for those who are loyal to Jinseok. The graceful figure of the skeleton followed the priests foolishly.