The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 273



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#273. Gathering

#Episode 273.

A Taoist scholar who discusses the best of ancient and modern times.

I didn’t think I could break it already.

So, I acknowledged my shortcomings and gave up after confessing.

“I learned a lot.”

The time I could hang out with the spectators without feeling ashamed was about twenty or so. After that, every time I went through a round, the fine grains of sand in the center of the ward would pour down like a flood of soil, dirtying the old ward.

Srrrrrr—

I magically cleared them away and restored the insignia to its original state.

“I lived in the same era as the wise men.”

Then, the spectator who had been staring at me blankly started talking. It was about Chestal Asparov, who was currently causing a stir among the Federation’s Megacorp and powerful forces.

“The man I saw was not the type of person who would choose to change his mind.”

Is this a defense of Cestual Asparov? I can’t just turn a deaf ear to the words of an absolute powerhouse who is a swindler. I listened to him as much as I could, but I also asked him questions in a fundamental way.

“Human nature is more selfish than you think, and it is easy to fall into monster mode in an instant.”

Like the worst case scenario where a legendary strongman of humanity, full of great determination, turned traitor in a matter of months and wiped out the great city of Bali, squeezing tens of millions of people, including Dokgo Se-ga, into a pool of blood.

Reality is pretty harsh.

“That could be true. I did that too.”

The spectator nodded in response to my question, but did not readily agree with the betrayal and downfall of Cestus Asparov. It was quite unexpected.

“However, he was a wizard with strong will and was not bound by conventions. He was different from those who were famous because of his depth of knowledge. The ideals and goals he pursued were more solid than anything else, and they remain vivid in my memory.”

The wise man was highly regarded by the wise man.

His circumstances are still unknown.

Not only me, but no one in the Federation will know the inside story.

Why did the Sage, who was thought to be missing and virtually dead, appear now? Why did he kill the Seven Seats of Al Heimdall as soon as he appeared in the world? And what is this relic?

If you go and talk to him, you’ll probably get an answer.

“I’m going to go now.”

I am going to Al Heimdall to watch the fire, but if I get the chance, I will kill that corpse, whether he is a wise man or not. If I keep hearing only good stories, I will hesitate when I use my sword later, so I turned my head away.

“He is the one who did not reign over people, but tried to save them from below.”

At that moment.

“I, who just woke up from a drunken dream, can’t bear to look down at that guy.”

The spectator opened his mouth in a calm tone. It was a few words filled with the regret of an absolute master who had lost all emotion and was not moved even when the residents were dying.

“What if I desperately struggle until the end? That kind of appearance is also another way of living. Isn’t that wizard better than me, who once lived with my eyes closed?”

“······.”

When I happened to look at him, the monk had already turned his back and was meditating.

The silence that has settled on the floor of a building worn by time.

He was sure of it just by looking at her back.

If the corpse that appeared in Al Heimdall was truly a wise man, there must be a dark side to him that can only be understood by facing him.

“I happen to be a swordsman in my own right, so I’ll go and try my hand at swordsmanship right away.”

I shouted arrogantly behind the back of the meditating monk, then laughed and left the old palace.

The wise man who had divided the sum did not stop me, so I felt like I was finally qualified to face the wise man.

So, after leaving the office and walking for a while, I looked back for a moment.

For some reason, I thought I heard a sound like “haha” laughter behind me.

It was a dry laugh, like the sand of a desert sun-drenched by the sun. Perhaps it was because the innocence was so old that my laughter from earlier was still echoing.

It doesn’t matter whose laughter it is.

A wizard who tried to save the world far before someone like me. Now a traitorous corpse and murderer of the Seven Seats, I set out for Al Heimdall to face the self-proclaimed wise man.

I was just going to watch the fire, but suddenly I felt like I was a soldier with a heavy mission on my shoulders.

So I walked with my chest out.

* * *

One day.

Al Heimdall City Station.

— Look over there.

– huh?

······The two tribesmen who had been working busily began to murmur.

A huge city where pioneers and numerous ethnic groups roam around. With unique cultures blended together, there is little need to worry about what others think.

But today’s Al Heimdall was different. A once-in-a-lifetime spectacle was unfolding before your eyes.

Above Al Heimdall City Station.

Carriers are seen forming a flyer and filling the skies over Al Heimdall.

Kugugugugugu—

The skies above Al Heimdall Station were filled with cumbersomely large, modern carriers, preparing to land. Even airships loaded with coal and oil were avoiding the station so as not to get involved in unnecessary trouble.

yet.

A few people jumped lightly from the same height as the elf statue erected at the entrance of the station, talked to the Federation troops, and quickly completed the station’s passage procedures.

The privilege of a powerful megacorp or big shot. So, the owners of those numerous carriers are either megacorps or at least megacorp-like powers, big shots of the Federation.

And watching that sight···.

“Everyone has such a bright sparkle in their eyes.”

“Look at those eyes wide open. They look so ominous.”

“It seems like we don’t have the atmosphere to join forces.”

“If that had happened, would there have been any corpses left in the world? This time too, they will do whatever they want.”

A sinister cackle echoed through Al Heimdall’s sewers. Yellow teeth glowed dully like gold.

They were the 4th largest market capitalization in the martial arts world and the owners of the mega portal Baekmanbangdo, as well as the elders and veterans of Open Total. It was an extremely unusual event for the masters of the Seven and Eight Knots, who were usually unmovable, to come all the way to this distant land.

“It can’t be helped since it’s what it is~”

Kellogg—

The air quality in Al Heimdall is always the worst. Coal dust is flying in the air, and the sewers are filled with methane gas. The nostrils of the beggars who didn’t wear masks because they were too uncomfortable have already turned black.

“Isn’t the great war going to break out here again?”

“Nonsense. Even people from the same city aren’t that close. They’re just blinded by greed.”

“Well, would those who don’t give up even a single drop of essence be foolish? By the way, when is the ark coming?”

“What! The ark is coming here too?”

One of the elders of the Seven Knots was startled. The only nine knots of the opening. The ceremony of the Dragon Head Lock was something that even they rarely saw.

Then, the only elder in the place, a beggar with a plump belly, nodded.

“You guys. Just look at their vicious faces. Even the level 9 guys who were hiding have all jumped out, and it’s almost like they’re going to trip you up! Haomun will come right away, and Yongdubangju needs to come and guard the center so that we can stand tall.”

“I don’t know, I actually forgot Ark’s face. Since he disappeared because he didn’t have anything fun to do, he’s been drinking a lot and acting all groggy like an old man.”

“That’s why Fengshi is shooting instead. Right now, Fengling Dog’s mouth is the mouth of the ark.”

Even as they chattered, the sky was filled with the carrier’s shadow.

An elder pointed to the sky with his grimacing finger and said:

“Here comes another one. That one is currently ranked 7th in the magic world in terms of market capitalization. It looks like the Ron family carrier.”

“Oh! Look at that. Even the sword masters have come to Al Heimdall?”

“Sigh······My back hurts. What are you doing here? You’re a bunch of ambiguous guys who aren’t wizards or anything.”

“Don’t do that. It’s really annoying to get into trouble with those guys.”

“Now that the Sword Master has arrived, the Magic Tower Masters will also come in a line.”

Megacorps with the highest market capitalization on the Federal Stock Exchange and the Federation’s biggest names have arrived in Al Heimdall one after another. Judging from the presence of carriers such as the Wind and Cloud Battlefield Association and the Valhalla Bank, they appear to be supporting powerful companies from behind.

“If the battlefield and the bank had sniffed it out, then that would have said it all.”

Battlefields and big banks. The top tier of the Federal Exchange market cap. Those money-grubbers who roll astronomical sums of money smell blood better than corpses.

“Ugh, this is going to be a mess.”

Currently, carriers are overflowing above Al Heimdall Station, and it is taking months just to clean them up.

Tingle—

At that moment, I felt a murderous intent that touched my senses.

As expected, they started a fight for power as soon as they arrived. Megacorp and other big names came at the same time, not one by one. So it was an inevitable process.

bang!

“······Hey, who’s fighting already? We’re not even halfway there yet—”

There were even places where real fights broke out and sword fights began, beyond a mere fight for power. Even the martial artists who were concerned with justification and saving face were deeply captivated by the words sent by Al Heimdall.

The elder of openness clicked his tongue.

“I guess I’ll get a few things wrong before I even get started.”

“This time, the stakes are too big. This is going to be a really ugly fight.”

“But isn’t that the corpse that killed Chiljwa your opponent? Those crazy guys. They’ve been fighting since the beginning······.”

Gwagwagwagwagwagwagwagwang—————!!!

“?!!”

The area around the station flashed and then flashed magnificently. The carriers preparing to land suddenly stopped in surprise at the sudden loud noise, and everyone around the station turned their gaze. The gauntlets of the open elders, who boasted of their plump belly, were covered in a thick aura that quickly disappeared.

“What? It looks like it’s in the back. Check it out.”

Swish-

An elder opened the drain cover and looked in the direction of the commotion.

Those who had been brawling and showing off their might just a moment ago were blown away dozens of meters and lay half-dead, and the ground was caved in. Even then, as if they still had strength left, the swirling magical power shot up into the sky and swept away the coal dust in the air.

“What, what······.”

It was truly an enormous divine presence. As soon as I saw it, my lungs shrank. The owner of an incredible magical power that crushed the skin of the hidden open elders. Someone who had settled the situation at once walked in and stood in the center of them.

A muscular elf with a bow on his back.

That’s right, it was the elf lord Isaac.

Isaac strode toward the station, glaring at the humans lying down. Then he opened his mouth. A magnificent echo of magic echoed throughout the station.

— If you want to fight like that, come forward.

A message that pierces deeply into the mind.

Isaac’s remarks instantly cooled the atmosphere.

Provocations against megacorps, major corporations, or the real powerhouses of each sector. Usually, when this happens, a few people with hurt pride start to jump out, and then it becomes irreversible…

— Isn’t there any?

This is Al Heimdall City, a city of two tribes.

There was no madman who would confidently draw his sword against the elf lord Isaac, who showed his extremely unpleasant expression without holding back.

Because then it will be a real invoice, not a return invoice.

So, I thought that the traffic would be somewhat resolved with the appearance of the Elf Lord.

however.

An old wizard slowly walked out, breaking the silence Isaac had created.

“I don’t know about the fighting, but I’m curious.”

The ordinary crowd has already fled to Isaac’s power. So, most of the people who still remain in the square in front of the station are Megacorp’s powerful people.

The old man walking forward was the head of the Brahman family, a level 9 wizard with the highest market capitalization in the magic world, ‘Caracal’.

Behind Caracal, there were three more wizards with similar magical powers, and the number of level 7 and 8 wizards easily exceeded a hundred. Brahman had brought an enormous force.

Because the Seven Seats of the deceased Al Heimdall. The family of Brahman Karnuyi is from that Brahman.

Even the visible power may not be everything. The Brahman family is a huge power that is definitely ranked in the top five in terms of military power in the magical world.

“The magician of the family and the Seventh Seat, Karnuy, is dead. But what on earth did the Yi tribe do while Karnuy was dead? I need to hear a detailed explanation.”

In fact, it is a reprimand as to what the hell he was doing while the Seven Seats were dead.

“······.”

However, Isaac did not blink an eye even in the face of such threatening power. The iron-blooded monarch who ruled over the elves. He was not a person who would be pushed back in authority and power even when facing the head of a great family. His cold eyes swept over all the wizards of the Brahman family.

Isaac opened his mouth as he looked at the Brahman caracal.

“Don’t be hasty.”

“Tell me. Where are the ruins outside the barrier?”

“Okay, if I tell you, you guys will go and look for them? Then you can do whatever you want. If you go that far, you’ll never come back alive.”

“You just watched Chiljwa die, and now you’re threatening me? If someone saw you, they’d think you did something great. Are you still talking nonsense like Dae-cheok?”

“Don’t you dare show off your power when you are comfortably hiding within the walls.”

Kkujijijik—

There are enormous pressures intersecting.

The air is shimmering with the impact of incredible magical power.

The spirit of the elven monarch who had a deep bond with humanity and the pride of the wizards who had reached the realm of the realm clashed. The atmosphere quickly heated up and became tense. It felt like something was going to happen at any moment, so the onlookers began to raise their spirits without realizing it. The eyes of the skilled people watching from afar quickly increased.

however.

– uh?

······That moment was practically on the verge of an armed conflict.

— What is this, why is the atmosphere like this? It’s so sharp.

— Hey, can I have some sauce?

—I thought there was a fight over there?

— I’d like some chicken skewer sauce.

Between them, those who were eating grilled chicken skewers on a pipe were leisurely walking by. Whether they had grasped the situation or not, it didn’t matter. The Brahman clan wizards turned their heads as they approached with a familiar, fearsome air.

Beneath the thick clouds of cigarette smoke.

Hooooo—

A giant man, two meters tall, holding a cigarette in his hand the size of a pot lid.

A skinny guy wearing slippers, shorts, and a summer shirt.

A beautiful woman showing off her beauty and a woman dressed in a long dress.

A man carrying a Buddhist ritual implement used by monks.

Finally, an elf with a pump-action shotgun.

—······.

I couldn’t help but be drawn to that strange and incongruous combination.

Because they were the only megacorp, Ban Company, in Ragnarok City.

Isaac and the Brahman family are on the verge of conflict. Naturally, much attention is focused on this. Why is the anti-company company, which has been receiving a lot of attention due to its recent actions in Ragnarok, involved? Countless eyes are focused on it like harpoons.

As their roar grew louder, Vance sensed something was wrong and quickly assessed the situation.

“Ah, I guess something happened.”

“······You just found out?”

“Where is your brother now?”

“I went to Kaldrock Smith as soon as I got here. I just needed to sharpen a knife.”

“There is no such thing. Then there is nothing I can do.”

A little later.

Vance, who had been sucking the sauce from his fingers with a slurp, naturally clung to Isaac and asked him in a hesitant manner. Dragging his slippers, he moved faster than Isaac’s daughter, Slemokin.

“Oh my, what’s going on? Should I call you and have you stroke my neck?”

“······.”

In fact, it is a company that has closer ties to the two tribes than to Megacorp.

In the meantime, he has been providing chips to the beastmen at a low price, and has strengthened his friendship with Al Heimdall. He has memories of being cursed at and restrained by large forces like Megacorp, so in fact, except for a few friendly forces, he is closer to the mainstream of the two-race races like elves and beastmen.

yet.

As Vance casually stepped forward, there were those who pushed their way through the crowd as if they had been waiting for him.

— The commander went to sharpen his sword? Who else are you planning to kill?

The plum blossom swordsmen of the Hwasan Group, including the Twelve Emperors, Cheongpung.

— I’ll pass by for a moment.

And hundreds of forces brought from the Ilehin family, the 10th largest in the magic world market capitalization. Plus, the owner of the sixth peak magic tower. Ilehin Poycheka, for some reason, changed his position to the side of the company.

soon.

The tense atmosphere that had reached the brink of armed conflict began to naturally dissipate with the appearance of the anti-company group.

As if the steam had let out, those who had been quietly watching, waiting for the clash, scattered in all directions to avoid the commotion. Even the beggars who had been sticking their heads out of the sewer disappeared, chuckling as if they were disappointed.

and.

“······No, why are you all looking at me like that? I ended it well.”

Vance, who was under the murderous gaze of the Brahman clan wizards, quietly hid behind Dylan and Isaac.

Above their heads.

Kuguguguguguguung—

Still, countless Megacorp carriers fill the sky, lined up and preparing to land.

To Al Heimdall City, the whales of the Human Federation were gathering.

* * *

Beyond that distant horizon.

It’s vague but clearly visible.

······There is a very large mountain.

A mountain that did not originally exist in Al Heimdall’s settlement.

A ‘mountain’ so high that clouds form above the neck

“Didn’t you say there weren’t any until yesterday?”

“Yes! Of course there are no mountains.”

To the man’s quiet question, a man holding a pickaxe and going outside the barrier tilted his head but answered cheerfully.

“Wasn’t that place originally an empty land? No matter how much I think about it, there are no mountains.”

“······.”

The first man from the Federation to arrive in Al Heimdall.

The man was the leader of the Sungmu sect, Haomunju, and Dokgo Woongbaek, who was looking around the inside and outside of the city.

Despite Su-in’s answer, Dokgo Woong-baek looked at the mountain beyond the open space, and eventually pulled out his power and greatly expanded his vision······

Hooooo—

“Why did you think we were the only ones gathered here······.”

I caught a fleeting glimpse of a giant eyeball rising above the clouds.

The grotesque sight of the skin twisted into a long rope, tentacles hanging down like torn clothes, and the entrails exposed under the abdomen that even hundreds of thousands of eagles could not eat up was immediately apparent.

I don’t know for what purpose it appeared at this time.

A towering mountain, like a crow, an ominous sign.

“Thank you. There is no mountain.”

“Hehe, I guess so?”

Named entity, Parumuchi.

The bastard’s glaring eyes crossed the vast distance and met Dokgo Woongbaek, who was carrying a load on his back.

Even after the pickaxe-wielding man had disappeared.

Dokgo Woongbaek stood for a long time, staring at the mountain in silence.