Soon afterwards, the plains became stained with blood from the battle. No, it couldn't be called a battle.
Internal organs flowed from the torn flesh of the small people. Every time the Japanese moved, the small people were trampled on.
“Aaaaaaack!”
“S-Save me! Save me!”
It might be a small scream but the weight of life was the same. They were small in size but they had a normal life like the humans on Earth until the scenarios arrived. People ate, worked and lived an ordinary life with their family…
The familiar scenes from Earth overlapped with the corpses of the fallen small people.
The Japanese incarnations shouted. “Hahaha! This is what it feels like!”
Perhaps Xun Kuang should've been born in this age. It was an age where evidence that human nature was fundamentally evil was everywhere.
The victims who were slaughtered by someone immediately turned into the perpetrators when provided power and rewards. Maybe they were even worse because they had been hit once.
Shin Yoosung asked me, “…How can they do this?”
Perhaps it wasn't a question that she was really curious about. She already knew the answer to the question. I placed a hand on Shin Yoosung's shoulder without a word. Shin Yoosung's shoulders shook like a person carrying a heavy burden.
“This is too much…!”
Gain coins, gain new items, gain skills and become stronger. People didn't know a way to live a bit longer in this world. That's why all survivors understood other survivors. Some survivors lived in shame because they understood it.
“D-Disaster…” A small person crawled towards our feet. “P-Please, mercy…”
The power that went beyond common sense evoked fear and awe. For the inhabitants of Peace Land, humans were both gods and disasters.
I bent over and extended a finger to the small person. His hand reached out towards this finger. There were rough breathing sounds as the small person came into contact with the tip of my finger.
A strange joy filled the face of the small person at the moment of his final breath. It was as if he touched a god and received salvation.
[Perform the duties of a disaster.]
Now we had to kill these small people. I felt Shin Yoosung emitting a boiling magic power next to me. I was afraid she would immediately rush to the Japanese people but her killing intent was directed in a very rational direction. “That… that guy made this scenario?”
It was the intermediate dokkaebi. Unlike low-grade dokkaebis, a graceful looking dokkaebi was effortlessly floating in the air with crossed arms. It wasn't Paul who was taken to the bureau. He would be melting in the heat of Hell right now.
I remembered the text of Ways of Survival that I read beforehand.
「 The intermediate dokkaebi of the Abandoned World scenario. His name is Ganul. 」
The intermediate dokkaebi Ganul said.
[As expected, the 3rd quota players of Japan Dome are hot from the beginning. I hope you will make a lot of coins on Peace Land.]
It was the third quota…
As expected, the scenario of Japan Dome was very hard.
“Haha, this is the best! This is the reason why the first and second quota people ran so quickly.”
“Do you see the coins coming in right now? Isn't this a completely free scenario?”
However, sometimes a person had to give up convenience to defend their beliefs.
[Blade of Faith is activated!]
Light exploded and a roar filled the plains.
Chapter end
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