Explosions resounded across Terra City, the capital of the Terra Empire.
Kwa-kwa-kwoong! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwoong!
The city soon fell into chaos.
It was guerrilla warfare.
Twenty teams were deployed, each consisting of fifteen summoned blood warriors.
One team was inserted into each major facility across the city.
As for Gyeondallae.
She was carrying out a mission to strike the city hall and government offices together with Crackersus and Greenie.
The objective was to paralyze Terra City's administrative functions.
And to secure any usable intelligence, if possible.
Greenie's breath scorched the city hall building.
Structures melted away wherever the deadly poison touched.
Civilian casualties were unavoidable.
City hall officials, high-ranking bureaucrats—many people lost their lives.
How could anyone withstand the breath of an ancient dragon?
Even so, Gyeondallae did not waver.
With cold eyes, she merely watched.
In contrast, Saintess Dorothy frowned deeply.
She had followed as support for Gyeondallae's team, but her true nature was that of a saintess.
There was no way she could feel at ease watching people die.
"... Fairy Princess."
"Yes, please speak, Saintess Dorothy."
"I am deeply troubled."
"By what?"
"I know they have committed sins worthy of death, but… do minors not bear guilt? That is why this pains me."
At that, Gyeondallae tilted her head, as if she did not understand.
"Where, exactly, do you see minors here?"
Hmm.
Why was she reacting like that?
"You can see them even now. That child running away over there, for instance. And even adult androids are labeled 'not for use by minors,' aren't they?"
Despite Dorothy's protest, Gyeondallae smiled calmly, unshaken.
"It seems the Saintess is unfamiliar with this demonic empire. Allow me to explain."
She continued.
"At present, pregnancy and childbirth are blocked in the Terra Empire."
"... What?"
Blocked—childbirth?
"They have achieved immortality, freed from disease and aging. Why would they need to spread descendants?"
"Ah!"
Gyeondallae was right.
Since the success of the immortality project, the AI God removed reproductive functions from all manufactured bodies.
From second-tier bodies onward, reproductive organs still existed.
But those served purely for pleasure.
If childbirth were allowed, the population would grow endlessly.
No matter how advanced a civilization may be, there are limits to how many it can sustain.
"Of course, as you can see, there are elders and children here. But these, too, are merely manufactured bodies."
"Each time they change bodies, some switch genders, others age groups… shall we call it a form of role-play?"
Role-play.
One decides in advance when receiving a body.
Competition for this is quite fierce.
Elderly and child bodies are exempt from physical labor.
Maintaining a youthful body, becoming elderly to receive senior privileges, or becoming a child to gain benefits.
"There are no real children in this world. Only yokai who have lived for centuries by draining vitality from other worlds."
Dorothy looked sickened.
"That's terrifying."
"They are those who defy the natural order. They are not worth compassion."
Indeed.
A place that runs counter to the laws of nature.
A world that deserves to be erased.
That was why Fairy Maiden Gyeondallae's expression was as cold as the biting chill of midwinter.
Meanwhile—
The mission of the Mad Demon Team, composed of Murim-world summoned warriors, was a laboratory raid.
The place where the Black Union Corporation's core technologies were researched and invented.
Security here was formidable.
There were more so-called combat angels—android combat troops—than humans.
But before the Mad Demon, the Sword Demon, and the Murim summoned warriors, they were useless.
Not a single enemy was left standing.
Not long ago, when the Guigu Immortal visited the White Tower, he gifted Immortal Peaches to every one of them.
Was that not a treasure eaten by immortals?
Especially Immortal Peaches paired perfectly with internal energy.
Thus, the Murim summoned warriors received greater benefits than anyone else.
Slash, slash, slash!
They cut down everything in sight and entered the laboratory.
"Strip it bare and pack everything. Especially storage devices and documents—don't miss a single one."
"Elder, I don't know what counts as a storage device."
"Neither do I. If you don't know, rip everything out. Or just smash it."
"Yes, sir!"
After that, the Mad Demon exited the laboratory with the Sword Demon.
The corporation laboratory was a core site in District One, ranked among the top three.
This was where super-grade artificial intelligences were born.
The same was true for archangels and police drones.
If something went wrong here?
They would definitely mobilize to stop it.
"Aren't they coming? Maybe we should've hit the Grand Temple instead."
"Do not worry, Elder. They will arrive soon."
In that instant—
Screeeeeech!
"There they come."
An archangel flew toward the laboratory at insane speed.
"Heh heh, excellent."
The Mad Demon had been bored stiff.
Ever since staying idle at the White Tower, living like an unemployed loafer.
How stressful that had been.
Meanwhile, that barbarian warrior just sat on the 72nd floor, waiting to pick up scraps.
At last, an opportunity had arrived.
There was no better target for venting stress than an archangel.
Thud!
The archangel landed on the ground.
Swoong, swoong, swoong—
It began to split like an amoeba.
"Sword Demon, are you ready?"
"Yes, Elder."
"Then let us go."
Ts-pipipipipip!
Countless crescent-moon energy blades of the Mad Demon filled the sky.
They were as numerous as the split archangels.
As for Brigadier General Bae.
She was carrying out the mission to strike the Grand Temple with long-range summoned warriors.
From a distant rooftop, they bombarded the building with overwhelming firepower.
The first heavy-shell salvo succeeded.
They shattered the symbol of the god.
But the follow-up was blocked.
The automatic defense system activated, a barrier enveloped the Grand Temple skyscraper, and attack drones swarmed in vast numbers.
"Fire no matter what. It doesn't matter if the attack doesn't get through."
"Yes! Understood!"
Brigadier General Bae fired successive heavy shells.
Jiiiiiiii—
Pa-ju-ju-ju-juk!!!
Lurch!
Kwa-kwa-kwoong!
The long-range summoned warriors also attached ultimate-mana bombs to arrows and throwing spears, then unleashed a volley.
Kwa-kwa-kwoong! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwoong!
The impact was overwhelming.
The thunderous explosions across Terra City were largely created by Brigadier General Bae's team.
With the Black Union headquarters and the Grand Temple both under attack,
drawing the archangels' attention was inevitable.
Screeeeeeeech!
They've come.
An archangel.
A single black dot visible in the distant sky.
Hoo.
First, a deep breath.
There is only one shot.
Too far, and it's hard to hit.
Too close, and it will split.
At the proper distance.
Standing firing stance.
Sub-light-speed round, target locked.
Normally, Brigadier General Bae's magic gun required no special ammunition.
Load a mana crystal into the barrel, and it could fire small rounds, heavy rounds, or sustained fire without limitation.
But its standard firepower was insufficient to snipe an archangel.
So Dr. L, the grandmaster of magitech, modified the magic gun to accept special ammunition.
Special ammunition meant—
First, a base of Black Dark Iron.
A metal gifted by the Guigu Immortal.
Produced in the Underworld, a hellish realm, and said to be effective against unholy beings.
Inside the Black Dark Iron bullet, the supreme alchemist Mari had densely packed ultra-high-concentration ultimate mana.
With this, she could kill it in one shot.
It would suppress the archangel's divine power and lodge in its core.
If it missed, it would all be for nothing.
Jiiiiiiiiii—
The magic gun heated endlessly.
The archangel was captured in the reticle.
Brigadier General Bae did not waver.
She expertly controlled the vibration of the magic gun.
Then, the trigger.
Click!
The Black Dark Iron bullet met no resistance.
The archangel's divine barrier deployed, but it was pierced like tofu.
Boom!
The archangel vanished without a trace in midair.
The shockwave and thunder came only after it exploded.
Brrr-chuchuchuchuchuchuchu!!!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!!!
Shudder!!!
"Wow!"
"That's insane!"
"Long live Brigadier General Bae!"
"Perfect!"
Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!
Applause poured down from the team members.
Brigadier General Bae smiled faintly, clearly satisfied.
I did it.
One archangel has been eliminated.
With that, the Commander will be able to move much more freely.
At the very least, no archangel will be entering the Central Bank.
… Could I get promoted to major general?
This should be enough to earn another star, right?
Major General Veronica Caliber—General Bae.
The other summoned-blood teams also fought valiantly.
Bardin led aura-type summoned warriors in strikes against factory facilities, while Baek Danya went kyaaa together with Mannyeon-i, freezing everything in sight.
The diversion operation was a great success.
Now all that remained was to buy time.
Mackenzie and the mages seized control of the broadcasting station.
Then, through a live broadcast, Principal Harold declared a formal declaration of war.
How did the citizens of Terra react?
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say their true faces were completely exposed.
Social media and internet forums exploded.
All kinds of posts and comments flooded hologram screens.
No matter how advanced science became, this aspect was no different from other Earths.
L Who are you calling spawn of demons? You idiots.
L What's the problem if another world gets destroyed? It's not like I'm dying.
L That summoner bastard, Earth No. 1001, right? I say we should reinvade.
L Yeah, kill them all! Suck out all the dimensional energy.
L What's God even doing?
L Right. A god who can't even kill a human.
L Bugged out? Looks like it needs an update.
There was no guilt whatsoever.
They only took issue with the fact that they were attacked.
A kind of self-hypnosis, self-justification.
L What crime did we commit?
L Exactly. Survival of the fittest is the law of nature.
L If you're weak, you get eaten.
L What? Justice flows like a river? What are you gonna do with the judge's hammer?
L Fuck, that summoner bastard ruined everything.
L Isn't there some way to kill him?
To them, the summoner from Earth No. 1001 was a heinous criminal from a parallel universe.
Just a lunatic who destroyed their peaceful daily lives and spouted nonsense about justice as if he were someone important.
In truth, there was another reason Principal Harold had shown his face in a live broadcast, beyond declaring war.
He wanted to awaken a sense of conscience in the imperial citizens of Terra.
He wanted them to acknowledge their wrongdoing and repent.
But that was a grave miscalculation.
Guilt meant nothing to them.
"They still haven't come to their senses."
"Haha, Principal Harold, did you really think they'd repent? If they were capable of that, they would've opposed the Black Tower invasion from the start."
Harold agreed.
Did this world not even have an anti-government faction?
People who, drunk on the sweet fruit of immortality, didn't care what happened to other worlds.
"Well then, shall we call down something big for the first time in a while?"
Mackenzie, the mages, and Principal Harold went up to the broadcasting station's rooftop.
"Time is tight. I need to concentrate, so protect me well."
The manifestation time, maintained through full catalog summoning, totaled three hours.
And the time required to summon a meteor was two hours.
About one hour had already passed.
It had to be completed before the forced summoning was cancelled.
That was right.
Mackenzie was attempting a meteor—an asteroid summoning.
"But will the meteor really fall properly?"
"Honestly, it'll be difficult. This is a city where a god resides… it'll probably be canceled or reverse-summoned."
A meteor was also a type of summoning spell.
If a stronger power reversed the summoning before impact, it would be over.
Would a god be incapable of that?
It would probably stop it.
The chances of failure were high.
"Then why summon a meteor at all?"
"Our broadcast mission is finished, and we don't really have anything else to do… so we're just trying it."
If it succeeded, great.
If it failed, no big deal.
What else was he going to do with all that excess mana?
Might as well show them a meteor.
Mackenzie formed hand seals with both hands and entered the first-stage meditation for meteor summoning.
Wooooooong!
A tremendous surge of mana rippled around Mackenzie.
The underground vault of the Terra Central Bank.
An overwhelming quantity of high-denomination chips worth one hundred million Stonic each.
They were neatly stacked for easy transport.
"Hoeng!"
Taeng! Panggeureureu.
Sssht, ssssssht.
Every time Rajiks flipped through the air, chunks of Stonic vanished.
Ahhh!
Such blissful farming.
There was no interference whatsoever.
The only drawback was that there was so much it took quite a while to collect.
Juhyeok and the rest of the group just sat and watched.
There wasn't much else to do.
Honestly, just the three—Kosak the bodyguard, Diamat the alluring succubus, and Rajiks the dimensional master thief—were more than enough.
Mari was shy around anyone other than Juhyeok, so she had no choice but to come along.
Dr. L had also wanted to be dispatched to the research lab.
She wanted to secure artificial intelligence development materials.
But Juhyeok had assigned L to the dimensional thief team instead.
Bring back a super-grade AI and do that with it?
An AI that became a god in pursuit of immortality.
Who could guarantee that the same thing wouldn't happen on Earth No. 1001 or Earth No. 843?
What if another AI god were created?
That was why he didn't want to spread AI technology to other Earths.
It would be developed eventually, but it was better to delay it as much as possible.
It was almost over.
The promised time was approaching.
Soon, he'd all summoned-blood units.
And then—
Twitch! Kosak's ears moved.
What was that?
Why did his ears move?
Without showing it, Kosak calmly approached Mari and gestured toward the vault entrance.
Mari seemed to sense something too.
She quietly rolled a silver sphere from her alchemist's bag onto the floor.
Roll, roll.
It rolled slowly—then instantly collapsed.
Shrrrrrrrrrk!
Mari's ultra-micro explosive homunculi.
They surged like a torrent toward somewhere unseen.
Spapapat!
Kosak also vanished in an instant.
At the same time—
Boom! Boom-boom-boom!
Explosions erupted near the vault entrance.
In that moment—
A scream that seemed to tear eardrums apart rang out.
"AAAAAARGH!"
Huh?
There was someone there?
When did he appear?
Rushing over, they saw a young man who looked Western.
Tsip!
Kosak stabbed at the intruder with a dagger using Shadow Steps.
"Who are you?"
"You bastard!!!"
Clang! Clang!
A fierce exchange erupted in the blink of an eye.
Kosak ran along the vault walls as he lunged at the man.
Tatadadak!
Spot!
The man widened the distance with Blink.
Kosak pursued relentlessly.
"Oh?"
Someone who could fight Kosak?
Pretty strong.
The first human he'd seen like this.
Pat! Pabat!
The man struggled desperately to block Kosak's attacks with sword and shield.
Flash! Tsapat! Papapat!
The vault filled with blinding flashes of light.
Clang! Clang-clang-clang!
Dozens of skills unfolded in dazzling succession.
But the outcome was already decided.
Because Mari was there.
Shrrrrrrrrk!
Homunculi surrounded the man before he even realized it.
Boom! Boom-boom!
Precise small-scale explosions erupted at his ankles, his knees, right before his eyes.
"Ghk!"
A pincer attack by Kosak and Mari.
Unable to endure it, the man staggered backward in disarray.
Two against one.
Hmm.
That's kind of unfair.
Could I just stand by?
Let's make it three against one.
Tsip!
Juhyeok closed in like a gale.
He pulled the Judge's Hammer from his waist.
"Your sins have condemned you!!!"
Tsip!
The hammer's energy surged toward the man.
"Huuuurgh!"
The man stiffened and collapsed to the ground.
Then his karmic record unfolded in a vision.
At last, his identity was revealed.
Oh?
I know who this is.
Kal Maverick.
A dimensional traveler from Earth No. 1.
"Oh my, a senior dimensional traveler?"
"You, you're—"
"Hello. I'm your junior, Bong Juhyeok. Hehehe."
Bong Juhyeok, a polite youth from the Land of Eastern Courtesy.
After bowing respectfully, he rummaged around his waist and pulled out a small gourd.
"Mr. Kal Maverick?"
"… Huh?"
That was when—
Swoooooo! Whaaat! Swoooosh!
Maverick was sucked into the gourd.
He was being taken to the White Tower.
There were countless things to ask him.
After all, he was one of the main culprits behind the Black Tower incident.
Practically a mid-boss.
But then—
After Maverick vanished, a small bag fell to the ground.
It didn't seem to get sucked into the gourd.
What's this bag?
A drop item?
Well, might as well pick it up.
Another profitable haul today.
They'd gathered all the Stonic.
They'd even picked up a senior dimensional traveler.
The promised time had arrived.
Juhyeok publish all the summoned-blood units who had come outside.
Then he returned to their home—the 9th floor of the White Tower.
Spot!
After all the summoned-blood units returned.
Terra City finally grew quiet.
But one thing remained.
In the distant sky—
The massive meteor with a long tail.
Summoned by Mackenzie.
It revealed itself above Terra City.
And the meteor summoning was not canceled.
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