Yoo Yeonha glimpsed at the endless sea of monsters in her foggy vision.
One, two, three...
Again, one, two, three...
She couldn't continue counting for long, as everything felt like a distant dream to her groggy consciousness.
However, there was one thing she was sure of. That was that she wouldn't survive against this army of bloodthirsty monsters.
Beast-like creatures growled, baring their black teeth. She hallucinated one of them biting off her neck as her consciousness faded away....
Soon, when she opened her eyes, she saw a man standing in front of her.
Beyond him lied an army of monsters.
He looked small, like a praying mantis standing in front of a colossal building.
He alone shouldn't be able to withstand that dark sea. But he alone should be able to escape.
She forced her unmoving arm to move and grabbed onto his sleeve. Then, she spoke faintly.
—Leave me... and run....
However, the man didn't listen to her, and returned a warm look.
—Don't worry about it and sleep.
His deep voice rang out softly along with his warm smile.
—It'll be over by the time you wake up.
His hand reached out and closed her eyes.
Her vision went black.
Within her closed eyelids, she began to see a world of her dreams.
It was the same dream she always had.
She had achieved success, and several people were bowing to her. People who ignored and disdained her, people who mocked her clan as being a hunting dog... they were all kneeling in front of her.
This was her earnest wish, one that she would have to achieve alone.
This was her dream, one that she couldn't give up on.
Slowly, she opened her eyes.
As darkness faded away and light entered her eyes, she saw his back.
She... couldn't remember his name.
In his hands lied an assault rifle, a mass-produced weapon that couldn't shoot out magic powered spears like spear artifacts or shoot out sword strikes like sword artifacts.
An unstoppable army stood in front of this shabby gun.
Because of her groggy consciousness, time seemed to flow slowly.
The sea of monsters rushed toward him.
Beasts running on four legs, orcs charging on two legs, spiders scuttling on eight legs, snakes crawling without legs, birds flapping their wings, one-eyed cyclops shooting out magic.
All these demonic beasts formed a single tidal wave, rushing forward, ready to devour and tear apart everything.
Against this raging wave, the man raised his gun.
Immediately, a flash of light erupted against the black hail. White brilliance began to rage fiercely, his bullets turned the world white as it pushed back against the black wave.
The foreheads of beasts.
The hearts of orcs.
The abdomens of spiders.
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