There was silence in the dark and empty room.

I don't know if it's because this is somewhat similar to the realm of rest, Cheng Jin-Woo doesn't hate the darkness and silence felt in this desolate space.

At that time, when he saw the white building, he taught Bell a lesson, and suddenly felt a little sorry for Bell.

Cheng Jin-Woo called Bell, and Bell who was quietly waiting in Cheng Jin-Woo's shadow stretched out his head from the shadow.

"Thank you, Bell."

"My king..."

"I know."

Cheng Jin-Woo interrupted Bell's next words.

Burrion also emerged from the shadows.

"Your Majesty, this is too dangerous."

Jagrit also knelt down on one knee and lowered his head as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"I think so too, my lord."

The three legion chiefs disagreed with Cheng Jin-Woo's plan.

Cheng Jin-Woo looked at them.

Until the death of the monarch, the shadow soldiers will always exist.

Therefore, their only concern is the safety of the monarch.

But there will always be those times when you have to act even though you know the danger.

And now is that time.

"Osborn... the former shadow king said he liked me very much."

Although at first glance she looks a little too calm, she can act recklessly at times.

Cheng Jin-Woo continued.

"What would he do if this happened to him?

"......"

Burrion remembered the behavior of the previous Shadow King, and really couldn't answer right away.

When all the glorious fragments rebelled against the Absolute, the one who stopped them alone was the former shadow king-Osborn.

No matter what the circumstances, he will not stop what he wants to do.

As soon as he thought of this, Berleon raised his head.

Cheng Jin-Woo smiled.

'It's very similar to that... '

Seong Jin-Woo's face overlapped with Osborn's.

"We will stand with the monarch."

The other legion commanders seemed to have the same idea, and did not speak out to persuade them to stay.

very good.

"It's long overdue."

Cheng Jin-Woo smiled.

Seong Jin-Woo took out his phone from his pocket.

Time is really running out, maybe this will be my last chance to get in touch with my family.

'......'

But Cheng Jin-Woo didn't press the call button after all.

If I heard their voices, I might not want to leave.

click.

The phone shattered in Cheng Jin-Woo's hands.

It would be good to listen to their voices after this battle is over.

After making up his mind again, Cheng Jin-Woo opened the storehouse of another dimension and held the wrath of 'Kamish in his hand.

Then, he tore the shirt on his body into long strips and wrapped it around his hands.

Although it won't happen that the dagger slips from his hand, doing so can somewhat increase his fighting spirit.

The short sword was tightly fixed to both hands with long strips torn from the shirt.

'Very good. '

The fighting spirit that rose up before the battle filled his entire chest.

This feeling used to occur before entering a dungeon as well.

Cheng Jin-Woo liked this high mood very much.

He was prepared physically and mentally.

"Huh."

After exhaling a short breath, Cheng Jin-Woo's eyes flashed a cold light.

The battle that had been simulated countless times in my mind resurfaced again.

There can be no mistakes.

Seeing the determined expression on Cheng Jin-Woo's face, the other army chiefs also nodded.

Cheng Jin-Woo said sonorously.

"let's start."

***

The president's office of the H Country Hunter Association.

Wu Zhenzhe suddenly remembered what his grandfather had said.

If you want to know the seriousness of the matter, you should pay attention to the expression of the news host.

My grandfather has experienced countless wars and disasters in country H, large and small. This is what my grandfather said to Wu Zhenzhe who was a child who was lying on his knees.

'If the host's expression is still clear, then it's not a big deal. But if the host's expression is a bit gloomy, then this matter needs extra attention. But you know what? The really scary moment is when...'

Wu Zhenzhe looked at the expression of the hostess and whispered.

"That's when the host wants to force himself to be calm."

Because when something really dangerous happens, in order to prevent people from being shaken, the host will do his best to maintain calm.

Grandpa said that this moment must not be missed.

And the host on the TV is also broadcasting the news of country M with an extremely calm expression and voice.

"...When the communication with the hunter was interrupted, the government of Country M immediately dispatched troops to buy time for the citizens to escape..."

Wu Zhenzhe closed his eyes tightly.

He didn't have the confidence to look directly at the tragedy that was happening on the other side of the world.

He clearly knew the number of enemies through Seong Jin-Woo's memory.

So he was sure.

There is simply no way war can be prevented.

Country M, which has the strongest combat effectiveness, is tragically falling apart in the hands of those monsters.

The only thing humans can do today is to pray for a miracle to happen.

But...after the extinction of mankind, what kind of miracle will stop these enemies in the end?

Ominous predictions followed one after another, Wu Zhenzhe shook his head vigorously as if trying to get rid of these thoughts.

Is it a miracle...

'In this way...'

It has been four days since I lost contact with Cheng Jin-Woo.

Cheng Xiaoyu once created dozens of portals when representatives from various countries were present, and Wu Zhenzhe also saw his ability.

As long as Seong Jin-Woo thinks, he can escape to another world whenever he wants.

Maybe he has reached a safe place by now.

And even if that were the case, who could blame his choice?

To be alone in the face of thousands of soldiers born to destroy, or to flee to a place where they cannot reach.

If the right to choose is in his own hands, Wu Zhenzhe cannot absolutely guarantee that he will choose the former.

All I can really do now is pray.

Wu Zhenzhe raised his head.

"Don't...'

Looking at the mottled ceiling in the chairman's office, he felt a little melancholy.

"...Leave us alone. "

at this time.

"......?"

Wu Zhenzhe, who was startled by the broadcast, stared at the TV screen tightly.

His pupils vibrated violently following the live broadcast.

***

"Ugh!"

In front of the Legion of Destruction, the Air Force of Country M, which is famous for its constant victories, is no different from the Air Force of Country C.

Bang!

The fighter's engine was damaged and the pilot scrambled to attempt an emergency escape.

Witnessing the death of his colleagues, he screamed in despair.

"Can't!"

Bang, bang, bang!

Explosions and flashes followed.

He kept calling out the names of his dead colleagues, enough to cause confusion.

The distance between himself and the ground is shortening rapidly.

Fortunately, the parachute opened before he hit the ground.

After rolling on the ground several times, he finally couldn't bear the dizziness and vomited out with a "wow".

"Uh, uh-"

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether the tears in his eyes were physiological tears or tears of despair because of his powerlessness.

Time is running out.

The smell of gunpowder and blood in the air irritated the nostrils, and the monsters who felt the signs of life in the distance also rushed here in black.

The pilot quickly untied the rope of the parachute and drew the pistol attached to his waist.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! You guys."

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The gunshots hit the eardrum again and again, but they still couldn't stop the Warcraft's footsteps.

After running out of bullets, the pilot felt some regret.