Thud thud thud!
A heavy blast of sand hit the portal’s surface.
Not only were the soldiers in the barracks blown away, but the entire surrounding ground was also blasted apart.
Tingling heels.
The heels of the sneakers were completely blackened.
Wheeeeeeee…
Thud! Thud!
The shock of the explosion did not penetrate the portal.
However, I could clearly see its power as if I were looking through a thick glass window.
“What the heck are nuclear weapons…”
I got goosebumps.
A black magic energy in the shape of a figure eight rapidly swelled.
A bright light spun rapidly along its path, resulting in a powerful explosion.
It was a situation where I might have witnessed a mushroom cloud like I had only seen in movies…
“…It was close.”
“I’m glad you’re safe. I’m glad the explosion didn’t get any bigger.”
Thanks to the portal placed over the core, only a huge plume of steam and dust rose into the sky.
The subspace portal withstood the explosion of black magic with its near-infinite defense, and because its height was also limited, the blast radius was confined to the area around the Byungma Dragon.
“I’m sorry. I wish it had been a little faster.”
“No. Why are you saying that?”
This was because the dragon was wrapped around the horse.
Unfortunately, Avalon, Lancelot’s hometown, was also affected.
Through the installed portal, we could see the ruined landscape of Avalon in real time.
A dark corridor in a logistics center.
The continuous gusts of wind and the sound of crashing rocks made me feel like I was in the center of a huge typhoon.
“By the way… What the heck is that?”
“The black magicians gathered their thoughts and caused an explosion. They poured out all their thoughts… It must have been difficult to save their lives.”
Evil thoughts.
I had been guessing that the twisted human mind had special powers.
The knights of Camelot, as well as the people of Avalon.
Because the driving force that raised the undead and made them move came from those very thoughts.
However, I never expected that it would be able to produce such enormous power all at once.
“It’s not common. Putting aside the question of life and death… it’s not easy for warlocks to let go of their last remaining thoughts.”
It is a desire strong enough to make one rise from the grave.
That he was trying to create a huge explosion by giving up such desires.
This was a passage that clearly conveyed Barnaul’s determination not to give up Avalon.
For now, things went as they wished.
Because the aftermath of a massive explosion engulfed Avalon.
Still…
“Are the people of Avalon okay?”
Fortunately, not everything was lost.
“Yes, I heard from Veron. Thanks to the fact that all the gravestones were placed in the royal tombs…”
If Avalon were destroyed, even their souls would be in danger.
If the bound item were destroyed, they would disappear along with it.
But fortunately, the tombstones they belonged to were placed in the safest place in Avalon.
“They say that Barnaul is the most heavily fortified place. It may not have been for a good cause, but…”
Life is both a blessing and a curse.
Barnaul, which tried to safely preserve Avalon’s labor force,
That trick ended up leaving the spark of Avalon on Earth.
“I don’t know why I’m so obsessed with Avalon…”
There were still people from Avalon left.
What’s been happening there over the past 80 years.
And we’ll gradually find out what they were capable of.
For now, it was enough to have thwarted Barnaul’s attempt.
Thud thud thud…
The sand dust hitting the transparent portal was still there.
The sky was covered in dark ash.
We waited for the night to pass slowly.
The afternoon of the next day, after the storm had died down.
Only after the dust that filled the atmosphere had settled sufficiently could we get out.
“…It’s grim.”
The Byungma Yong had disappeared without a trace.
All that was left was a huge crater, as if a large meteor had fallen.
“Thank you. If it weren’t for the great hero Jeonggyeom…”
Unyang thanked me.
The portal was covered to minimize the nuclear blast radius.
To the west of the Terracotta Army was Xi’an, and to the east was Weinan, both cities just barely out of the blast’s range.
“Thank goodness. Really.”
I couldn’t even guess how many people would have lost their lives if the nuke had just gone straight into the sky.
An empty tomb, now as hollow as a ball.
We moved straight on to another trail.
Gravestones gathered in the royal tomb.
Now was the time to revive the people of Avalon.
Avalon’s undead filled the graveyard.
I was able to find one interesting interpretation from it.
“Your Majesty… Your Majesty protected us!”
It was a tomb built for the royalty of Avalon.
However, Barnaul had to store the tombstones that contained the souls of the people, and as a result, the royal tombs of Avalon became their location.
Avalon’s cemetery, piled up like a stone tower.
Thanks to that, the undead were able to survive.
However, Arthur’s body was not left here.
“Well, let’s say that gentleman protected me…”
Now it was my turn.
The people of Avalon who became undead.
Because I’ll have to revive them all using the infinitely copied World Tree as a resource.
The knights lifted up the tombstones one by one from the piled-up tombstones…
“Dagon! Is there anyone called Dagon?”
“I’m leaving!”
One of the skeletons who was called ran out in a hurry.
Druids holding tombstones shook the branches of the World Tree to comfort the spirits of the dead.
Then, they gradually separated the vengeful spirits that were inhabiting the objects and slowly put flesh on the dead bones using the World Tree.
“Eeeeeeeeek!”
“Hold on. It’ll hurt like hell.”
The people of Avalon rejoiced.
Unlike the Grim Reaper’s list, Findrick’s name was bringing life.
The people of Avalon held hands and danced, waiting for their names to be called at any moment.
Dalgrak!
Dalgrarak!
Avalon, bound by Arthur’s life and death, was in an eternal shackle.
Now, before the empty tomb, they all regained their freedom.
And then, it was then…
“…Veron?”
Although his cheeks were slightly sunken, he had the handsome face of his childhood when he was reborn as a human.
The captain of Avalon’s guard approached me and bowed his head to me first.
“I don’t know how to express my gratitude. Everyone is so happy.”
He looked at the people.
The revived Avalon boy jumped back into the crowd.
His mother, still a skeleton, laughed and pinched the boy’s cheek, and the child, who had been through 80 years, smiled brightly as he waited for his mother’s soft skin to return.
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Veron knelt before me.
“If Arthur had protected us… you would have saved us.”
Before the pledge of allegiance, it was something close to infinite gratitude.
Avalon’s guards and knights displayed considerable fighting power.
For me, it was like gaining new, solid power.
“What, please take care of me from now on.”
“Of course.”
I reached out and helped him up, and only then did Veron, who had finished greeting Lancelot, say goodbye to him.
“Sir Lancelot…”
“Welcome back, Veron.”
“I never thought I would be able to meet you again like this. Not even in my dreams…”
The other knights of Camelot were also busy talking.
I visited family, relatives, colleagues, and friends I hadn’t seen in decades, and the cemetery was filled with the sound of laughter and the crackling of jawbones.
Lancelot asked Veron.
“Are you hungry? My stomach is making noise.”
“Ah, so that’s what it was. Maybe it was because I’ve been undead for decades… I didn’t even know that hunger was a thing.”
Veron was caressing his sunken belly.
Suddenly, he added with a serious expression.
“Come to think of it, I hadn’t thought about that problem. It would take a huge amount of food to feed that many people… and there wouldn’t be any dry food left in Avalon. Maybe they should have all stayed as undead…”
Veron stamped his feet.
Meanwhile, Lancelot’s expression was equally serious.
“Veron. Did you say dry food?”
“Yes, is there a problem…?”
“Do you really think that’s enough?”
Veron looked at Lancelot with an expression that showed he had no idea what was going on.
I, too, was puzzled by Lancelot’s sudden concern.
Lancelot, taking a deep breath, continued his story.
“Just being revived isn’t enough. The foundation of aura comes from a healthy body. You need to grow beyond that through systematic nutritional intake training. Above all… there’s an infinite amount of food stored up in your subspace.”
“Infinite…? Is that true?”
“Yes. Remember this well. Eating is training.”
‘…’
Lancelot was using the exact same words I had told him.
Meanwhile, Veron was completely absorbed in his story.
“There is a creature called Hanwoo on Earth. It has a taste and nutrition that cannot even be compared to pork. When this Hanwoo creature is grilled, its red flesh begins to turn a golden brown. When you cut a thick piece, there is still blood inside, but…”
“Blood? Isn’t it undercooked?”
“Nonsense! All the nutrients are in there. As soon as you chew, the salty and savory meat juice bursts out in your mouth, and the meat itself melts away like snow. In the end, all that remains is the oiliness and deep flavor that spreads through your mouth.”
“No, it’s not magic… Is there such a food in the world?”
Veron opened his mouth wide.
Gulp. Gulp.
His belly clock was ticking like crazy.
Next, there was a description of various noodles, including naengmyeon, then seafood such as soy sauce-marinated crab and seasoned marinated crab, and then praise for instant foods that could be made with just hot water.
No matter how I looked at it, it wasn’t advice or admonition.
That was…
‘…boasting?’
He had now fully adapted to the abundance of the logistics center.
Before I knew it, Lancelot was standing there with his arms crossed over his waist and his nose turned up.
I was proud of Pax FC for embracing him.
That was when—
“Master… Is that true?”
It was Lancelot’s squire, whom I had met in Avalon.
Luke, who stubbornly refused to believe in Arthur’s death and ultimately even denied Lancelot’s existence.
He was walking cautiously and hesitantly.
“Luke…”
Luke was still a dead skeleton.
But Lancelot’s vivid story seemed to stimulate his thoughts, filling his empty mind with new desires and aspirations.
“I’m sorry, Master. At that time, I just couldn’t… I just couldn’t believe it…”
“…”
Hug.
Lancelot silently embraced Luke, who was nothing but skin and bones.
Because the boy had just been swayed by the ideas that Barnaul had given him.
The pitiful skeleton, not even allowed to cry, was just shaking his ribs in place of tears.
Lancelot asked Luke.
“Are you asking if it’s true?”
“Yes, Master. Are you saying that such a thing really exists?”
He asked back…
Poof!
Lancelot had disappeared without a trace.
“Master?”
Lancelot had already turned into a ghost.
Lancelot, with his long, cloud-like tail, like a genie from a lamp.
He, now a ghost, hovered around Luke, grinning.
“Of course, it’s an illusion. Just like you said. Hehe.”
“Ah…!”
He was more serious than he looked.
The laughter increased, and that alone was good.
.
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The revived people of Avalon were sent straight to Elvenheim.
There was nothing left in Avalon after the explosion.
Although Elvenheim was already home to thousands of people who had come from Europe, there was no particular problem.
Because the continent of Elvenheim was so vast that it could easily accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
The real problem lay elsewhere.
“They’re not homeless people…”
Elvenheim had no notable buildings except for the Galadon Council and the elven huts.
Most of the people who came from Europe were also staying in military tents.
All of Avalon’s naked people were thrown into the wilderness.
As expected,
Two young men from Avalon were complaining about the harsh conditions of the environment.
“Ugh…”
“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?”
“Bathroom. I need to go to the bathroom…”
But there was no way there would be a bathroom in the middle of the forest.
A young man from Avalon, who couldn’t stand the call of nature after 80 years, quickly went into the bushes.
“…Are you trying to relieve yourself there?”
“Oh, is that okay?”
Of course, that wasn’t possible.
Wilgrim, the elder of Elvenheim, sensed the situation and came running.
“What are you doing now! What if you relieve yourself there?”
“Eek! Sorry! I’m in a hurry, so I have to go…!”
A young man hastily adjusted his waistband.
Wilgrim took his hand and pulled him along.
“Eeeeek! That precious manure! In that case, shouldn’t you go to the field and relieve yourself quickly? Come on! There’s a place in the field over there where the manure has been collected. Go and take care of it quickly!”
“Ah! I see! It’s been so long that I almost forgot. Thank you, sir!”
Hurrying!
The young man approached the black mountain of dung in the middle of the field.
“Whew! I’m alive!”
He held out a white peach under the bright sunlight…
‘Ah…’
After seeing that sight for the last time, I tightly closed my eyes.
‘…Civilization is urgent.’
Before blaming Avalon, Elvenheim was also in a difficult situation.
When I realized the identity of the strong smell of country dung that I smelled every time I came to Elvenheim, I felt dizzy.
‘After all, no matter what…’
The best way was to improve the living environment.
You have to try it to know how convenient it is. If only they would install water supply and sewerage facilities, the situation would improve a hundredfold.
That’s why.
What came to mind as a new business area for Pax FC?
Of course, Korea, but also Japan, China, the United States, Europe, and even Elvenheim and Avalon.
Because the land and people were gathering around Pax FC.
“…Pax Construction.”
I thought that name would work.
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