Chapter 399 Species Evolution (1)
“Kyung.”
A twinkle of twinkling eyes. Greenish round shape. On top of that, there are green bells that act like antennas suspended above their heads with cute cries and plump movents.
This sli, each of which stands out for its cuteness, was officially the weakest monster in Arcadia.
[Are you afraid of battle? Is hunting difficult? Then give it a try! The sli in front of you is so weak that even a level 1 beginner can easily defeat it even if they fight bare-fisted.]
The existences that were only set to appear near beginners' villages and were only practice opponents for those who started the ga for the first ti. However, in the midst of infinite freedom and possibility, they suddenly turned into sothing beyond the original planning intention.
“Kwuuuuuu! Kwwwww!”
“Kwyang! Kyaaaaaang!”
The birth of a monarch who leads all slis and victory in the war against humans.
Through such a process, the species as a whole continued to evolve, acquiring several new characteristics.
[The ‘Collective Consciousness' attribute is added to the sli race.]
[The ‘Why did you co to my house?' to the sli race. Attributes are added.]
A group of people who do not spare their own lives and jump in for the sake of the entire race, and slis who are extrely vigilant about their territory. In addition, no one dared to touch the slis even though the average level of the users increased due to their tendency to beco extrely belligerent.
-You can't touch those green guys.....
-Are you crazy? Do you want to see the village destroyed again?
-Slis were scary as before, but now 1:1 is X rice. The problem is that as you fight, you end up surrounded by thousands of them before you know it.
- If that crowned sli cos out, it's just death. It really never kills.
-Really;; The attack is simple, but the stamina and defense seem to be enormous;
People who fear the ability of the entire sli race, which boasts an enormous number and regeneration rate, rather than the strength of each individual. That's why they didn't even think about touching the rubbish mob that didn't even get rewards or experience, and they didn't even co close to it, so the slis could fully enjoy the peace they hadn't enjoyed before.
A species of sli that loves peace and poses no threat as long as it does not invade its territory.
However, they suddenly started exhibiting strange behavior.
Wow. Wow.
“What is this sound....?”
“Is it an earthquake...?”
A guard standing guard in a small town.
They tilted their heads with puzzled faces at the sudden huge roar and vibration. And then, looking at the huge crowd passing quickly in front of them, they backed away with contemplative faces.
“Kwuuuuuu! Kwyuh!”
“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
A green wave that makes a cute cry and jumps around.
Enormous slis that were so unfathomable that they could not even fathom their size were popping out of the grass and moving sowhere.
“What the hell is that!”
“What a monster! The slis are invading!”
“Report quickly to the lord!”
In an instant, the entire city went into a state of ergency, and the guards, who locked the gates and watched their actions with vigilant faces. However, the endless army of slis passed by their city as if they were not interested at all.
“what....?”
“Isn't it attacking our city...?”
It was a completely incomprehensible situation, but the soldiers were relieved that they seed to be safe today. However, they opened their mouths after confirming the reason for the loud roar that rang out at the end of the endless procession of slis.
Whoops.
“My God...”
“My God...”
A gigantic sli that was so massive that it was dozens of ters tall.
Those who first saw the ruler of the sli race wearing a luxurious crown on his head were all amazed, but soon they were horrified by the fact that there was soone above his head.
“That's...!”
“This can’t be...”
“A person...?”
An adventurer who appears to be in command of these slis. They were staring blankly at him, and their eyes t by chance. They waved their hands mischievously as if they were happy to see him and stood there blankly for a long ti, watching him and the group of slis disappear.
* * *
The Federation of Gael, a bastion of hope and an opponent of humanity against chanical civilization.
In the past wars, in the thoroughly fortified border area, they were fighting fiercely to the point of despair, but the balance was clearly tipping to one side.
“Keuuugh...! These bastards... there are too many of them!”
“Even if I kill and destroy it, what if it doesn’t last a day and attacks again intact?”
“Rather than that, these guys are getting more and more sophisticated. As soon as you fire a shell, it spreads right away and doesn’t die properly.”
The Gestalt, which completely took over the Japanese continent, completely built their own production facilities and began to mass-produce combat machines. In addition, in the long battle, they improved their battle algorithm and began to attack them in the most optimal way.
But... Unlike those machines, the human camp began to creak over ti.
“Mana stone! You've run out of mana stones! Can't you bring it sooner?”
“You said your stockpile of mana stones ran out? Are you saying that now?”
“Damn it..... Where have all the rchants gone? You don’t even have enough food to eat right now!”
“Not enough materials to repair the turret! Revolvers should also be discontinued now.”
Exhaustion of supplies, battle fatigue is rapidly increasing... In addition to that, nurous problems are scattered and it is only a matter of ti before the defense line collapses. Worst of all, it was a big and small conflict between adventurers who were only interested in their own interests.
“Hey, why are they selling 300 revolvers and not even giving us 100?”
“Hey, it’s because your guild lacks the capacity to do that.”
“What is this bastard? Have you finished talking now?”
“What would you do if you were done? Shall we have a fight here?”
“Would you like to strike up a guild and negotiate?”
“I will take responsibility and destroy those machines, so please sell us that turret.”
“Ayy, you can’t get any contribution just by defending. Let’s just go and have a last fight!”
A dirty situation where all sorts of cheating and politics are rampant in order to monopolize quest rewards or guild interests, not obeying control and acting according to one's own will. And at the center of it all, the representative of the Gael Federation and Master Hair of the Canon Philia school, who had to coordinate and take responsibility for all of this, had a face full of tiredness.
“Huh.....”
The conference room is so stuffy that you can't breathe just by listening to it. After wasting ti listening to the aningless argunts of those running parallel there, Hair was delighted when he saw a person sitting in his office.
“Ah, when did you co back?”
“Not long ago. More than that... you look very tired.”
All Weapon Master Casillas.
Looking at him with a calm tone but worried eyes, Hair shook his head as if it was nothing and muttered in a self-deprecating voice.
“This is nothing compared to those fighting and dying on that battlefield. Rather... what happened to my request?”
A situation where magic materials, including mana stones, were completely exhausted. As a way to replenish this chronic material supply and manpower, the place he pinned his hopes on was the support of the Mage Tower.
“Did you say that the Mage Tower... could support us?”
Even though they are not looking at them, Hair thought that they would be of any help in a crisis like this. However, his face hardened at Casillas' words that followed.
“That seems difficult.”
“yes....? How co..... I can't believe that magic engineering is not magic in this situation...”
Hair misunderstood that he was still stubborn with his proud pride despite the blood of many people. But Casillas shook his head as if that wasn't the case.
“It's not like that, but the entire Mage Tower is completely confused. They say it was also attacked by machines.”
“A raid...?”
“okay. Because of that, they say that the Supre Council of Magic or whatever has died, and they have no energy to help.”
The Supre Council of Magic.
A place where only the great wizards who commanded all the wizarding forces and reached the highest level gathered. While they were discussing this situation, they were suddenly killed by machines that attacked, and everything was completely paralyzed.
“It was a complete ss because they were fighting over who would occupy the vacant seat, rather than trying to sort things out among themselves. I couldn't wait any longer, so I just gave up and returned.
“It can’t be...”
The Gael Federation is standing alone against the formidable machine forces because it is located closest to the Japanese continent. Despair showed on Hair's face, who had been looking forward to this request for help because he couldn't afford to endure any longer and was in desperate need of soone's help.
“Unfortunately.”
sincere condolences. However, that consolation could not solve all situations, so the worry on Hair's face did not disappear.
“What should I do now...”
Heir grumbled, recalling the problems scattered like threads that were so complex and tangled that they could not be solved at all. He looked down at his hands as if realizing that he was on a too heavy seat.
“I was just studying magic without thinking, researching and experinting, and suddenly people ca to and asked questions. Ask them to lead them, to sohow solve this problem. But... I don’t know about this either.”
Hair, who has lived his entire life as a magic engineer, is still just a young man. So he was sick and tired of all this. At the mont when only the thought of giving up was filled with ntal limitations, I began to feel a warm hand on his head.
“Don't make it too complicated. In any situation, there is always a solution.”
“.....”
Hair's heart sank a little at the advice that contained his firm conviction. Casillas, who had been stroking his hair for a mont, soon removed his hand and started to rhy first.
“If you go to a war of attrition like this, there is no answer. After all, if they had the resources, they would be able to produce an infinite number of troops.”
Machines that only need to produce aircraft and do not require any other training or education. That's why it was never possible to win in a defensive and defensive form in this way.
“Preemptive strike. Superjeon smash.”
Offense is the best defense.
Casillas opens the firmly closed city gates and goes outside, talking about plans to attack the machines' production facilities and power plants. And furthermore, Hair was reluctant to his story of going into their stronghold, destroying the core, and ending everything.
“Is that possible? It's clear that Casillas-sama and Angelina-sama are strong... but they overwhelm us with their numbers...” “
I guess so. Clearly they outnumber us. But...”
At that mont, strange cries were heard from sowhere.
Hearing this, Casillas smiled strangely and muttered to Heir, who made a puzzled expression, as if he already knew.
“Compared to the reinforcents, there are plenty of possibilities.”
“What is that...?!”
Shocked by Casillas' words, Hair opened the window.
And he couldn't keep his mouth shut at the sight that unfolded before his eyes.
“Kwuuuung! Kwyung!”
“What? Kwyang! Kyaaaang!”
“This is...”
A cute cry heard from all directions and a feast of green light in front of my eyes.
A huge group of slis that seed like the Gael Federation would be swept away in one blow.
Casillas, who approached at so point next to Hair, who looked down at them with a face as if his soul had escaped, said.
“Now it is our turn to attack.”
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