The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 276



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#276. The Wise Man 1

#Episode 276.

Smoke rises from the pipes in the restaurant. Monsters with black rocks thrown into their mouths pass by, pulling large wooden carts.

The streets of Al Heimdall, where coal dust and dirt fly high.

“eww···.”

Rubenka, who had been frowning, suddenly asked a question.

“But would the alliance led by the Jeongmu Alliance and the Brahman family have been able to kill the traitorous sage? The Seven Guardians were defeated immediately, and the King of Suin only returned with half of the body, so the corpse was so strong that it seemed dangerous······.”

It was a story about a sage, the corpse that killed the Seven Seats of Al-Heimdall.

An alliance of the Jeongmu Alliance, the Brahman family, and several megacorps. Their power consists of one level 10 strongman and at least 20 level 9 giants. Needless to say, there are many level 7 and 8 elites below them.

But, can they really kill the renegade sage? Rubenka continued to wonder. Of course, the dazzling list of companies and individuals that the King of Openness had brought was certainly surprising······

Soon, Dylan, who had been looking around the street, answered leisurely.

“If you have a sword, you must be confident.”

Dylan and Rubenka, wearing long coats and fedoras to block out coal dust. The two were moving somewhere together.

Rubenka glanced at Dylan, who was one step ahead, and asked.

“Are you talking about the most powerful knight in history, Kaso Pon?”

“Yes. A level 10 sword. It would be so strong that it might actually have a chance of winning. If Chiljwa and the Sage are in a state of complete disarray after fighting each other, I think it would be easy to kill them.”

A giant of the Seven Seats would not have just sat back and let it happen.

I heard that it was a battle of such scale that the terrain changed and several 200-meter-tall mountains and large pits were created. In other words, they threw high-level magic at it. Even if it was a corpse with great regenerative powers, it couldn’t have been completely normal.

As if to prove it, the wise man remains motionless, as if he is nailed to one spot.

“Well, it’s up to you to interpret why the wise man does that. But it’s kind of funny how he tried to divide the spoons by excluding the other race. Anyway, you old mothers are like idiots. You’ve been greedy from the start······.”

Kook-

Dylan spat out a curse and clenched his pot-lid-sized palm.

Then suddenly, he smiled faintly and added a few more words.

“If they had succeeded in killing the renegade sage, there would have been quite a stir. That bastard Revan moved at just the right time.”

“?”

As Rubenka looked at Dylan with a puzzled expression, Dylan continued speaking calmly.

“They’re all dressed up in suits and pretending to be clean, but once the sage leaves, they’ll start fighting amongst themselves and do all kinds of stupid things. Some will be raving about wanting the sage’s essence, and some will be raving about wanting to monopolize something like the undead vaccine if it comes out. It’s going to be a mess because we can’t handle all that crap.”

“······.”

Rubenka could not deny Dylan’s words. Those who fought to the death would not share anything easily. The age-old traditions of humankind, backstabbing, causing trouble, and playing monopoly, awaited.

“Even though that bastard Revan looks like a brainless idiot, he’s actually a bit of a sly one. Judging by the way he’s trying to stop that bullying pretty seriously.”

“······.”

At Dylan’s admission, Rubenka thought to herself. It seems like he’s just trying to monopolize the essence and the relics before the others take them away.

Hooooo—

After a while, Dylan, who had walked a little further, took out a cigarette and lit it. The burning cigarette ash mixed with Al Heimdall’s coal dust and scattered. The place that Rubenka and Dylan arrived at was······.

Al Heimdall City Center District.

It was right in front of the building where the Hwangbo family of the Murim world had rented their lodgings.

Boom bang!

“I’m Dylan from Van Company.”

When Dylan knocked on the door with his big hand, Hwangbo’s unmanned people ran out and were wary of Dylan’s visit. And after a few minutes, an old man bigger than Dylan, who was 2 meters tall, walked out. He had the aura of a mountain. He had enormous muscles. Even his hands were as big as a pot lid, so Rubenka was surprised.

The large old man who came out of Hwangbo Se-ga asked.

“Why did you come to me from Ban Company?”

“Is that by any chance Hwangbo Moon, the elder of the Hwangbo family?”

“That’s right. But why are you acting so cocky?”

Phew—

Dylan’s cigarette smoke rising with magic.

“Why would you do that? I heard you guys are conspiring to get along, and our chairman has given us orders to decide carefully whether to go home or stay here. It seems he doesn’t want to be plotting things behind the scenes.”

“······.”

“What are you going to do?”

Hwangbo Moon hesitated to answer immediately, as if trying to figure out Dylan’s intentions and situation. Then, Dylan, who saw Hwangbo Moon rolling his eyes, threw down the cigarette he was smoking.

Whoosh whoosh—!!!

In an instant, the lit cigarette spread throughout Dylan’s body.

【Hey old man, don’t waste your time pretending to worry, just have a go and decide.】

Dylan’s mumbling circuit continues to spew out magical power.

Soon, Dylan’s body became a giant covered in blue lava.

Jeokjeok—

Large footprints left their mark beneath Dylan’s shoes, pressing into the damp, hot ground.

The next moment.

“Where on earth do you think you are, you warlord with no genealogy······!”

Phew!

The 9th level master of the Hwangbo family, who was enraged by Dylan’s remarks. The elder Hwangbo Moon immediately rushed in, and his great aura and hot magic flames intersected fiercely in the air.

The coal dust reacted to the shock wave that spread out in a circular shape.

Soon, the flames spread throughout the air and burned like crazy.

Coal dust filled the air of Al Heimdall City. And Dylan, who magically causes chlorination. They were a better match than expected······

Kwakwakwakwang—!

There was a huge explosion.

“oh······.”

—······.

Rubenka, who was watching the Hwangbomun flying away while being baked in blue chloride, turned her head. Then, her eyes crossed with those of the unmanned people who were swallowing their saliva while turning pale.

Hwangbo Se-ga is a company that operates a franchise lumber store in Surt City, so the quality of the fabric he is wearing seems quite good. As a great company, there are easily more than ten Level 7 players on the uninhabited island, and there are even Level 8 players here and there······.

Rubenka smiled brightly and advised them in a low voice.

“If you plan on fighting, take off your clothes first. It would be a shame if they get burned.”

Coal dust settled on Rubenka’s lonely eyebrows.

Hurrrurr—

As the coal dust caught fire and burned fiercely, the two clear, beautiful eyes underneath it became dyed in a bright red flame.

* * *

A great beastman who lived for a full 140 years.

The squirrel Turatin asked, brushing his red crest.

“What kind of person does that person do? I wonder.”

At Turatin’s question, Vance, who had been leaning against the wall, chuckled.

“My brother? He’s a psychopath. His nickname says it all.”

Revan had been moving around with his usual smile on his face since yesterday, and he had formed an overwhelming temporary alliance in just one day.

The monarchs of the two tribes, the West King, and the Myo King forces. The Hwasan and Ilehin groups that already had a relationship, as well as the two Twelve Emperors and the Magic Tower Lords who came in their individual capacities. Wilhelm Garval, the 7th honorary president of the city academy who loved Rubenka so much, was a bonus.

Even if we exclude Wilhelm Garval, who is meeting Van Company for the first time, there are only four level 10 people with whom we have a friendly relationship.

The martial arts world’s political alliance, the magic world’s Brahman family, and the five sword masters – they had created a stronger community than those who had been plotting a conspiracy centered around these three groups in one day.

Vance, who had been chuckling for a moment, said with a little worry.

“But if the place we’re in charge of is Hyungsan Group, isn’t it the famous Gupailbang and Megacorp? Right now, there are only two level 9s, and the guys below them are probably really good······.”

“Don’t worry. You can win. Just keep hitting until you win.”

Kurururururung—

As the great Turachin lightly swung his fist, a wind pressure that could crush space swept in. What a tremendous force. Even after swinging his fist in perfect posture dozens of times, the crest did not waver even once. As the thunderous crackling continued, Vance clapped his seals.

“Wow! This is crazy, this is crazy.”

Vance, impressed by Turatin’s spirit, immediately turns around.

Behind him, there were 500 monks from the Buddhist order, including Jinju Eon-ga, each holding a talisman of the upper world. Ten more monks with noble magical powers were in front of them, and at the very front, Unpyeong Seonsaeng was forming a formation while holding a dharma treasure floating in the air.

Vance’s stomach was considerably strengthened by the majesty of the pearly words and phrases that covered the Surtr water system.

In order to persuade Hyung-san, who had formed an alliance with the Jeongmu Alliance and the Brahmin family, the capital city, Dae-su-in, and even the secret weapon of the Ban Company, Vance, were dispatched.

Vance was amazed at the power of his allies and shouted loudly.

“Hahaha! If 500 monks of the Chukgi Kyung Sect gather, even the Mega Corps of the martial arts world will be helpless! I’ll pluck out all the martial arts chips in your head.”

······While Vance, with his background as a monk, was making such a fuss.

Revan and Ilehin Poycheka Matapju stood before them, searching for the five swords.

They were able to locate them quite easily, as they did not hide their presence at all, as if they were asking anyone to attack them. And by the time Revan found the five blades, the power of the big guys was already entangled throughout Al Heimdall.

Dokgo Woongbaek and Hwasan Group went to the side where Jeongmu Alliance was residing, and the Twelve Emperors Gonryo and Johanna, as well as the third and fifth Matapju, would travel around Al Heimdall to peacefully persuade those who were attached to Jeongmu Alliance.

With just one day’s worth of combined force, the anti-company forces gained the upper hand in force.

Soon, the five swordsmen’s gazes crossed. Revan spoke first.

“Haven’t you two seen me there?”

Roger Schwern, the Swordmaster, was a level 9 warrior who led a procession of residents when Rocky City was destroyed. However, since they had no other contact except for escaping together, Roger Schwern kept his mouth shut as if he had nothing to say.

Next is Dominic Ogeomju.

“It’s nice to see you here again.”

“You’re the only one who greeted me. If a big fight breaks out, I won’t kill Ogeumju, who is so friendly.”

“······.”

He was the swordsman who recently faced Revan, and he had appeared before Ahimsa and Revan to retrieve the artificial dantian that Topuria Kob had originally given him. He failed to retrieve the artificial dantian and turned back with a red face, but today, they have met again in Al Heimdall.

Anyway, at that time, the atmosphere was becoming quiet.

Jeobuk-

“The city suddenly became noisy. Was it your doing?”

Kaso Pon, the swordsman, stepped forward and looked straight at Revan.

The Ilgeomju, who exuded a large yet sharp aura, had the appearance of a man in his twenties. He wore black armor made of leather and plate, like that worn by medieval knights, but his movements did not appear slow at all.

Behind the back of the sword, a sword can be seen. The large sword has ornate engravings and intricate and diverse patterns. It was clearly a cold weapon with a lot of magical technology.

The essence of swordsmen is knighthood.

A magical force that can deal with unmanned combat even in close combat, rather than being a magician with a special ability at long range.

He gathers magical power through artificial dungeons and uses weapons such as swords and spears. As he cuts down unmanned soldiers with his sword while giving off a bloody smell on the battlefield, his sense of threat and spirit are incomparable to anyone else’s.

The pinnacle of all knights in the magic world. The magical power that the Sword Master Kaso Pon radiates in all directions is certainly no ordinary one.

But Revan answered calmly.

“I told you to persuade them with words, so why are you all fighting? It’s so unfair.”

“Hmm, the magicians are on your side too.”

Ilgumju Kaso Pon looked back and forth between Revan and Ilehin Poicheka Matapju.

Kururururung—

There are simultaneous armed conflicts taking place in Al Heimdall right now. Fighting under the guise of persuasion. The community of Revan is stepping in and nipling away the buds of those who were plotting strange plots.

Kaso Pon, the swordsman, muttered with a very unpleasant expression.

“You think you can monopolize the wisdom after beating up the other guys? If that’s why you came here, then you know it’s not going to be fun.”

The momentum of the caso phone was amplified beyond recognition. The surrounding ground and buildings vibrated slightly and made a loud noise as if they were about to collapse.

Revan shook his head indifferently, as if to say no.

“If I knock you down and tell you to do as I wish, you’ll only get more resentful. I just plan on making sure you don’t do anything useless later.”

Such matters must be sorted out before departure. A cleansing and warning for internal unity. I really had no intention of beating down everyone who was in league with the Brahman family. Beating them all down by force would only waste humanity’s power, and it would obviously only deepen the conflict with other forces.

Kaso Pon responded indifferently to Revan’s explanation.

“To my eyes, they all look the same.”

“Whatever comes out of the Sage’s Relics will never be taken exclusively by the Ban Company.”

“You can even kill a god with your mouth.”

Srrrrung—

Kaso Pon, with his greatsword drawn, walked forward with a steady stride. A transparent magical pattern was applied to the sword, and it stopped in front of Revan’s chest.

“Can you swear?”

“I am a master of oaths.”

As Revan opened his chest wide without blocking his sword, Kaso Fon put his greatsword away without a second thought. The ominous air that seemed as if it would put a lock on his heart at any moment disappeared as if it had never existed.

“I will tell the Brahmin family. Their conflict with the tribes is secondary, and their ultimate goal is to take revenge on the sage who killed the Seven Seats.”

“That would save us some work. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

The backlash from Kaso Pon, the Swordmaster, was not as great as Revan had thought. Although his attitude was arrogant, he did not defend the Brahman family or sympathize with them to speak on their behalf.

And the reason was this.

“The interests of others are of no value or interest to me. Whatever comes out of the ruins, you guys can handle it. I am content to hunt down the traitorous Chestal Asparov.”

“Can I ask why?”

“I will kill him before his betrayal is revealed to the world. I have respected the sage since the past, so I intend to be considerate of his final path. He will definitely be remembered as a historical legend in the magic world. Not as the ugly words of a pathetic betrayer.”

“I see. I understand.”

Kaso Pon, who had been staring blankly at Revan’s expressionless face, soon turned around.

“Oh, I heard that the realm of the wise is expanding. Is that true?”

To the last question, Revan nodded and answered.

“That’s true. That’s why I’m planning to leave tomorrow.”

* * *

Another day passed.

The riot that had been caused by the Jeongmu Alliance and the Brahman Family was resolved as an event of the anti-Company community. ‘Persuasion’ was carried out in various parts of the city, and the alliance between the Jeongmu Alliance and the Brahman Family was instantly disintegrated, and the conflict between humans and the other races that was about to break out was at least superficially resolved.

—······.

The discontent of Lee Gwang-baek, the chairman of the Jeongmu Alliance, and the head of the Brahman family, Caracal, may not have completely subsided, but they were also perceptive and knew how to read the mood. If they had been more arrogant and defiant, they would not only have been looked down upon by the Yi tribe and the anti-company, but they would not even have been able to participate.

“Brother, is it really okay to take them like this?”

“There are more than ten level 9 people, so I can’t just throw them away.”

“You could secretly plan something while sending a message. What if you suddenly change and do something stupid?”

“They are not all as ignorant as you.”

“Is that so?”

Even if something like that could happen, I don’t care right now.

Whether they do something crazy or go crazy later, their will has already been broken by yesterday’s strong warning.

If that happens, they will probably vaguely know that it will escalate into a justified massacre, rather than the persuasion using force like now. Therefore, it will not be easy for the losers to band together again and plot evil.

But even so, if you risk your life and cause trouble······then even Revan can’t do anything about it.

like that.

In front of the Wall of Al Heimdall.

The shamans, the Sacheondang family, and the Ber family of the magic world quietly joined the ranks of the expedition when the time came. Each and every one of those who were led by the top-tier megacorps in terms of market capitalization were truly elite. You could immediately tell how strong their determination was.

Above the distant skies of Al Heimdall, no coal ships are visible. Only a lone airship, seemingly piloted by Johanna, hovers.

Huh- Huh-

A groan, swallowing a quick breath, reached Revan’s ears.

These were people who could not properly withstand the momentum that the big shots were sending out in all directions.

King of the Cats, Urukbagal, King of the West, Nivana, and Elf Lord Isaac.

Revan.

Dokgo Woongbaek.

Dangrokun.

Wilhelm.

Casso phone.

Right now, there were eight Level 10 strong men, along with the big names of the martial arts and magic worlds, the Twelve Emperors, the Magic Tower Master, the Sword Master, and the top-tier giants of humanity gathered in one place. Even though those below Level 6 were excluded from the expedition, nearly ten thousand shadows were cast over the barrier.

They didn’t even have time to learn each other’s names or say hello.

Also, without even knowing what kind of thoughts you are secretly harboring inside.

The combined might of humanity, both dwarves and humans alike, passed through Al Heimdall’s gatekeeper and headed outside the Wall.

In order to settle the score with the legend of the past, Chestal Asparov, who returned and killed the Seven Seats, he leaves, leaving behind only the bare minimum of force to protect the city.

“Are we a little closer than yesterday?”

Leaving behind the quiet brainwashing of Dokgo Woongbaek, who was staring at the giant standing in the distance, the half-company and the selectors also left the gaping wall of Al Heimdall.

* * *

The energy moving further and further away from Al Heimdall.

The giants of humanity who will rule the world leave the city.

There was an old man who perceived all such movements with a unique sense of energy that came from stepping into the realm of the heavens.

There was virtually no being under this sky who could escape the old man’s aura. Even the shaking of his buttocks could be felt. As the old man’s concentration and contemplation deepened, the sounds of the world disappeared, and only the energies that moved and stepped on the aura remained.

The only key to opening up. The dragon’s head.

—······.

The old man who was spreading his wings in the city center of Al Heimdall was the Dragon’s Head Ark of Openness, the Flame Army.

Soon, information from the world began to flow into the air he had focused on and stretched out.

···The King’s battle for recovery within Al Heimdall’s domain.

···The great forces of the Human Federation leaving the barrier.

···Ten monsters that watch over humans from the height of the clouds.

···A giant that reaches the sky. Monsters hiding a dark aura beneath it.

···And the legendary beings of the previous generation who were ready to face three great forces from a distance ahead of them.

As soon as humanity headed to the frontier outside the barrier, the other two forces began to move as if they had been waiting. The Dragon Head Pirates quietly closed their eyes while reading the information flowing in through the vast qi.