It was the moment I stepped into the empty room.
The bed was worn out, but I could still rest.
He set the sword down beside him and collapsed into sleep.
A fatigue that felt like we had been fighting for days washed over me.
Uncle.
Sword.
A Place of Another Dimension
Countless monsters. Since I wasn't even listed, I can die
My consciousness sinks, tangled in my mind.
And I opened my eyes.
“…?”
The ceiling was different.
No.
The room itself had changed.
The wallpaper was rotten.
The window was broken.
The air was cold.
A stench of rot filled the air.
It's definitely the room that was entered yesterday.
It was now in ruins.
He got up slowly.
What is this…”
A sound is heard from outside the door.
Click.
Click.
Click.
The sound of hundreds of bones clashing.
I opened the door.
Moment.
His expression hardened.
The entire village had changed.
The living people were not visible.
The streets were filled only with skulls.
Skeleton soldier.
Spearman.
X-Men.
Bowman.
Shield guard.
Dual blade.
Meiji.
Priest.
Fire caster.
Frost caster.
Undead over two meters tall were filling the village.
That was not all.
There were even monsters measuring 3 to 5 meters in size in the square.
The Hound Rider.
Skeleton Berserker.
Born Brute.
Crypto Guard.
This canon.
Death Lancer.
The Hunter.
Skull Warlock.
Grev Word.
This is the item.
It felt as if an undead army had taken over the city.
What is this noise since morning…”
"Is it a ghost town?"
"Have you seen hallucinations or something?"
At that moment.
Skull Warlock, who had been in the center of the square, turns his head.
Eye sockets blazing with blue flames.
He raised his hand.
Screeeech!!
The undead of the entire city turn their heads at once.
Thousands of pupils are fixed on him.
“…Ah."
A brief silence.
And.
Click!!
Click!!
Click!!
They all begin to move at once.
The alley shakes.
The square shakes.
A wave of undead forces is surging in.
"Good."
He drew an X-Saber.
A blue light flows through the black god.
"Come on."
First, dozens of skeleton soldiers charge.
The sword flashes.
Chaaah!!
The skeletons scatter into the air.
In the meantime, the spearmen fire their spears.
He twists his body to avoid it.
And then she spins and digs.
Bang!!
Bone fragments explode.
but.
The butcher appears.
A 4-meter-tall giant undead.
Lift the club.
Kwaaang!!
A building collapses.
Dust hisses up.
In the meantime, the Death Lancers charge.
A spearhead approaches like lightning.
The hound riders surround them across the alley.
Sculworock prepares a curse from behind.
The entire village had turned into a battlefield.
There was only that one thing alive.
And the undead were pouring in endlessly.
I fight from the length given by the war god