Seoul Station Druid

CH 202

look at me

The size of Germas was over 4 meters.

It was more than twice the size of a normal human, and it was even bigger, so it looked like a huge ogre was standing there.

"human. You are a planet like him."

"who?"

"Lee."

"Ah, Lee Seong-woo?"

"Also."

Germas was rather calm.

No, that's what it looked like, and I was even more angry.

All the bastards from Earth just want to hit the back of the head.

"I'm just hurting my self-esteem."

Why don't you compare yourself to someone like that?

"He looked like you."

This is Lee Seong-woo, who has transformed into a Mamon tribe.

To be precise, it is the appearance of the Mamonbi tribe, but there is something to know.

"huh! My spear will pierce you. little human."

"I'm sure it's small . uh huh, done."

Suho stopped talking because it seemed like an excuse for nothing.

instead showed

"come out."

Whirrik.

Gray smoke billowed and a giant elephant climbed onto the roof of the house.

"Puuuuuuuu!"

Kururu, Kwajik!

As soon as it was summoned, a guy who fell through the roof due to its huge size was called in.

Whirrik.

The substance of the man turned into gray smoke wrapped around the guardian.

Suho's body, transformed as if wearing smoke armor, grew gray muscles and grew bigger.

His ears grew large and fluttered.

His nose grew longer, and Suho's eyes twinkled at that new sensation.

'It's like.'

It's similar to the feeling I first felt when I got a tail.

Such a body organ.

this is a new world

"Puuuuuuuu."

Wear Elephant.

The elephant man roared.

A monarch sword was attached to his nose.

Unlike his muscular limbs, his flexible nose swung his sword like a whip.

"He's an ugly guy."

Suho smirked at Germas' harsh criticism.

"You don't know how."

What a wonderful Koran.

Boom, hoot, bang!

Elephant man jumped.

Now, the size has been reversed to the point where Germas, the king of the Mamons, looks like a child.

With every step he took, the house collapsed.

"Poo!"

Shush!

This is rhinoplasty!

Kagang, Kang!

The spear of Germas and the sword of the king collided and made a continuous iron sound. The long and flexible nose more than offset the advantage of the long spear.

Whirlik, squeaky.

The spear that was slashed out to block the monarch sword was gripped tightly with its curved nose like a snake.

"Let go!"

"This looks good."

Whose was the monarch sword?

This is the sword that was stolen by defeating the Moorim, Jizon.

The Mamon king of the opposite faction also wears a good-looking spear.

A spear perfect for loot.

"You ugly monster!"

As soon as he coveted his precious spear, the bubbly Germans kicked him, but this one has both hands and feet free.

Pang, Pang!

Both the spear and the sword are held by the guardian's nose.

In the midst of this, they exchanged quarrels with each other, so it was nothing to say that it was a fight between the absolutes.

Whoops, whoops!

In the midst of mutual encouragement, Germas eventually let go of the spear and retreated far away.

While holding the spear, he had no talent to withstand the ghastly elephant punch.

"Inoo omg!"

If you fall victim to such a hideous monster, you will go down in history as a ridicule.

"Poo, poo!"

Big ears wriggle with a loud roar.

That's a weirdly annoying guy.

"bloke!"

Germas drew the ax of his waist and threw it.

The swordsmanship wielded with that long nose, although unattractive, is quite intimidating.

Due to the long reach, it is difficult to catch a distance, and the freely moving shape is more free than a whip.

Aaaaaaaah!

Throwing an ax is confident.

The ax that flew towards the head of the gnome made a threatening sound and proceeded.

"Twitch!"

He leaned back like a limbo to avoid it.

The man who had his back tilted to the point where he could see the ceiling of his huge mouth bent again and bowed his head forward.

A head, a nose, and an ax that the nose holds.

'Well?'

The sword and spear he was holding disappeared wherever they went.

The one caught is the ax he just threw.

He didn't avoid it, he caught it.

And.

????????

It was too fast and there was no time to dodge or sleep.

It was only when he saw the ax hilt through his eyes that he recognized that the ax blade had been stuck in his forehead.

Recognition time was short, and a dark battle ensued.

"Whoops."

Suho pulled out the spear he had put in his inventory again and smiled with satisfaction.

; Shinchang

It was modeled after a spear said to have been used by a distant ancient god.

'It's strangely familiar.'

I don't know what material the clunky-looking spear is made of, but it's lighter and more flexible than iron. As long as it's sturdy, where else can you find a window like this?

Suho put it in his inventory and let out a roar of joy.

"Poo, poo, poo!"

As the flying dragon turned and descended, Dangjincheol and ten jumped off.

"No, brother. And out of many beasts, why an elephant?"

"He and Soman are at a low level."

Suho's awakening level is now S.

It's level 60.

Since all other beasts have passed the SS rank, it is burdensome to transform in fear of losing self-initiation.

The only low-level beasts at level 60 are the three-horned rhinoceros and elephants that have just been tamed.

Whirrik.

The gray haze-like smoke evaporated from the Wear Elephant's body, and Suho returned to his original human form.

"Aww!"

"Rultu Dashi Batua!"

Surrounded by the gathered Mamon warriors, Suho shook his head.

"I can't do this if I don't want to kill myself."

"Can't we just run away like this?"

At the ten cautious opinions, Suho shook his head.

"Young man."

"Yeah."

"I haven't even robbed the warehouse yet."

" ."

"And you have to look through the eyes of history."

" !"

that's a bit harsh

This is the opposite camp of the Moorimmaeng branch.

Is there anyone among the Murim who has seen the eyes of Mamon history?

Perhaps, just by looking at it, great public value may be recognized.

Standing on this earth with these feet is an achievement in itself.

"Inside me. Pay some money."

"Hmm, I see."

Does the study of nothingness end just because you have already reached the stage of hwagyeong? Dang Jin-cheol nodded and stepped forward.

Now he only has twelve sacks in his hand.

No other weapons are needed.

"Choo!"

Awesome love!

lightning paper.

Twelve Bidos fly and dance.

"Okay."

Suho walked along the path paved by Dang Jin-cheol.

"You're young, haven't you taken any flower glasses?"

" That's right."

"Do your part."

" I will never forget your grace."

The ten are also uninhabited at their peak.

The realization of the Hwagyeong seems to be about to be caught.

But it wouldn't matter if it was filmed as a struggle rather than training.

The ebony sticks in ten hands began to break the Mamon people's earthenware.

"Are you inside?"

Germas' giant body.

You can feel the energy in it.

A very strong and eerie gaze.

Suho moved to the castle.

*

outskirts of Taipei.

doo doo doo.

A large group of monsters were approaching the collapsed city.

From the point of view of humans, it all collapsed, but from the point of view of monsters, there is no hiding place like this.

There are many buildings with walls and even roofs left. The dwelling, which is a hundred times better than a cave, remains, boasting a huge area.

There is also plenty of food.

There is no reason not to settle in the city.

"Cr. Big!"

Roughly five hundred or so.

A large army of orcs was approaching along the road.

"Creep!"

They were walking around vigilantly, but could not find any hidden signs.

" ."

The beings waiting for the orc horde to pass.

'More, a little more.'

Eyes watching the orcs are hidden everywhere.

"Crack?"

It was already too late when the orc warriors who were leading the group from the front felt strange and stopped the procession.

gurgling.

A fireball the size of a body flew from behind.

The magic that the magic awakeners who hid between the buildings blew.

"Shoot!"

Pick, flesh, pick.

Crossbows were pulled and the waiting crossbowmen fired arrows at once.

"Creep!"

When attacks came from all directions, the orc warrior chose to run away to the empty front instead of hitting the rear.

"done!"

The woman leading the group from the rear cheered.

In fact, only 20 people were hiding.

These are scammers.

In reality, they think they are an escape route and are ambush on the way to escape.

"Chueng, you did a good job. Come on, let's follow."

"Huh."

The Awoken quickly followed the Orc horde, where armor-clad melee teammates were already pushing the Orcs.

If you look closely, the armor they wore was also stolen from monsters and worn roughly.

"Cha-ah!"

He drew his sword and rushed to join the battlefield, and it was immediately cleared up.

"Ugh, my arm!"

"Legs, my legs! big."

"Come over here!"

If it was a planet from the old world, the battle would be over and the proof of history would have to be done.

However, there is no monument of history on Earth, and the only place for a patient who has lost a limb is a hospital.

In Taipei, where the government has collapsed, hospitals have disappeared, but doctors exist.

"Come on and bring it. Come to the bridge."

He put the severed leg on it and quickly put it together and held it with both hands.

hey hey hey.

The white light gathered, and the leg tissues were quickly connected.

"Once it's done. It will hurt a little."

The doctor quickly began to sew his legs back together with thread.

"Ugh, ooh."

Bao is a surgeon.

Belonging to the Taipei Self-Reliance Organization, he became a compulsory fighter and even awakened.

He acquired a treatment skill whether his life as a doctor had an effect on him.

His skill is still weak, giving him weak healing and regeneration, but when combined with his medical skills as a surgeon, it was quite effective.

Now, when someone gets hurt in an autonomous organization, the first thing that comes to mind is Bao.

Bao always claimed to be in the military, following along with the most wounded combat team.

"Huh, hold on a little longer. Hurry up and wake up next time."

"Yeah, ahhh."

The young man's face, as he touched the arm that had just been attached, was frozen.

This is the first battle.

I'm a bastard, I wake up in the first battle, but how easy is it for ordinary people?

Most of them get enough dimensional energy for awakening only after getting used to a few times and participating in five or six battles.

This young man also seemed to need some time to adjust.

"You always work hard."

Bao looked back at the sudden clear sound and bowed his head.

"Monk Myungjin."

Bao stopped what he was doing, got up and put his hands together.

The hero who saved Taipei.

Everyone clapped at him.

"Wooden Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Even the man who had just been treated tried to stand up.

"Lie down."

"no. The monk came and... ."

he is a hero

Saving Taipei, bringing people together and helping them become self-reliant.

Even now, survivors continue to join, already over 5,000.

He sets up a system so that they can all wake up, and now that he has a system to some extent, he has taken a step back.

Independent organizations were democratically formed.

A small council was also established.

This is all possible because of Myungjin.

Had it not been for his absolute strength, fame, and spirit of death, half of the independent organizations might have already become looters or criminals.

Myung-jin is a benefactor and a living Buddha who found the rules.

"Thank you for always staying with us."

"Namu Amitabha Buddha."

"Thank you for not leaving."

"Wooden Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Om Mani Banme Home."

"Om mani ."

Myung-jin was trying to respond, but when I glanced at it, it was Wei-jung. He smiled and asked.

"How was the restoration of telecommunication facilities?"

"Still unstable, but no problems with the connection."

"No news yet?"

" Yes."

Myeong-jin made a dark face for a moment, then moved away from the crowd.

"It's really difficult."

Myeongjin has already done everything here.

Now all I have to do is leave, but they don't come to pick me up.

"Why not send a direct message instead?"

At Weijung's opinion, Myungjin firmly shook his head.

"It won't be. The whole world is watching."

"After all, it would be nice if you could read the e-mail."

I sent hundreds of emails to the Guardian Guild's official email, but I didn't read any of them. Even if I make a phone call there, it doesn't connect at all.

"Please take a picture or something."

"Yes, sir."

Right, right, right.

Myung-jin knocked on the wooden table with the small SOS written on it.

click.

"Heh heh heh, please again this time."

"You mean this?"

Weijung uploaded the photo to Myungjin's SNS.

Hoping for anyone to notice.

No, I'm just asking you to read my phone or email.