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Prologue
The day the gates of the abyss open.
The era of humans will come to an end.
Part of a prophecy handed down from ancient times.
However, few people truly believed this. That’s because humanity has never faced the risk of extinction for thousands of years.
But the prophecy was real.
One night the moon was especially red.
The door to the abyss was opened.
Then monsters poured out.
Lord of the Undead, Howling Eyeball, Frost Demon Dragon, Order of the Revenants, King of Giants, Lord of the Swamp, etc.
Monsters that only existed in legends swept the world, and the glory and civilization that humanity had built collapsed in vain.
However, humanity did not give up.
I desperately fought against the monsters to survive. And it was around this time that people called heroes or warriors appeared.
Seven warriors who passed the ordeal.
Daejeon Temple ‘Ulan’ was one of them.
The barbarian chieftain, Ulan Bator.
He possesses as much strength as a giant and is the strongest force responsible for the vanguard of the warrior party.
As if to prove this, Ulan took a step forward, boasting of his formidable force. As if there was no such thing as defeat on his path.
But in the cave of giants.
His advance stopped.
“Whoop! Whoop!”
Bright red blood flowed down his chin.
Dozens of arrows stuck in his body.
It’s even a giant’s arrow. By human standards, it is almost like a spear.
That’s not all.
There was a hole in the abdomen, and the internal organs were reduced to a pulp. His face was burned, and his left arm was black and rotten, as if it had been poisoned.
It wouldn’t be strange even if he died right away.
“Whoop! “Whoa!”
While letting out rough breaths one after another.
Ulan recalled past memories.
One of the rulers of the abyss.
Right after falling into the giant king’s trap.
Three of my colleagues were seriously injured.
To make matters worse, the hero’s party’s only healer, a saint, was poisoned by poison.
The crisis of annihilation is just around the corner.
But they shouldn’t die yet.
The warriors were humanity’s last hope.
So Ulan voluntarily stayed here.
To buy time for my comrades to retreat and to further reduce the number of enemies.
And the mission ended successfully.
The surrounding scenery was proof.
Corpse, corpse, corpse!
The corpses of giants built mountains.
The blood flowing from the mountain formed a river, and beyond, a monster several times larger than the other giants could be seen dying.
The Giant King, Largtan.
A king who fought against Ulan until the end.
He, too, was about to die.
“It was a great fight.”
At that time, the guy suddenly spoke up.
In a voice full of admiration.
“Warrior. “I ask your name.”
There were many names for him.
Daejeon Temple in the grasslands.
Giant slayer.
Red-eyed barbarian.
Great Warchief, etc.
But all feats and glory were useless in the face of death. So he calmly revealed his real name.
“······Ulan.”
After a short answer.
The guy let out a muffled voice.
“Ulan, Ulan. “I will remember.”
After muttering Ulan’s name several times.
Largtan smiled in satisfaction.
“Let’s meet and fight again in the abyss, Ulan. At the end of the bottomless pit, I wait for you…”
Finally, the voice gradually fades away.
The guy’s body turned into ashes. It is a unique end that only monsters of the abyss face.
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After the death of the giant king Largtan.
Ulan also had a hunch.
That there isn’t much left in his life.
“Whoa.”
Vision has become blurry.
The hazy breath disperses as if broken.
Then, the records of my life over the past several decades passed through my mind like a flash of light.
Memories of being born as a warrior in the plains, challenging the legend and becoming a warrior, holding the most beautiful woman in his clan in his arms, and fighting for humanity.
In this flood of memories.
There were also many moments of regret and regret.
Not reaching the level of superhumanity.
He failed to prevent his brother’s death.
Not being able to take responsibility for the family to the end, etc.
There were various regrets and regrets, but the biggest regret among them was meeting the end here.
‘······I lacked strength.’
If only I were stronger than I am now.
If only the body was a little stronger.
If I had a stronger ax than the one that broke during the fight with Largtan, I might not have died like this.
The lingering regrets that follow one after another.
The last thing Ulan realized after reaching the end of his regrets was longing. A longing for new life and opportunities that will never be given again.
‘If I could live again…’
I won’t regret it then.
I will train my blessed body to the limit, and based on my seasoned experience and knowledge, I will challenge myself to reach a level beyond that of a great warrior.
I will obtain a much more powerful weapon than I have now. I will stop the Lords of the Abyss and keep my promise to my colleagues to return safely.
Ulan promised silently.
Finally, just before he lost consciousness.
Suddenly something strange happened.
Flash!
A pure white light suddenly erupted from the shabby necklace around her neck. Ulan tilted her blurry eyes and looked at it.
‘······Proof of a warrior.’
About 30 years ago now.
When he was still a warrior on the plains.
It is a token obtained as a reward for taking on the ‘Trial of the Hero’, a legend passed down from generation to generation in the clan. But why is it suddenly shining?
When my mind was filled with questions.
Paaaaaa!
Light enveloped the cave like an explosion.
And just in time.
Ulan’s consciousness was also suddenly cut off.
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