Amcheon Township
"Got it."
I received a weapon license from the prophet to use the Spear Tower. The Jegalsa's suggestion was to use its power to destroy the fallen sheep in advance and enter with the best possible advantage. Humans inside may be harmed, but it will be even more painful for them to be alive in that living hell.
Woong.
After I recited the statement I had been imprinted on in my head thinking I wanted to use a weapon, my mind moved somewhere after a while.
I was reminded of a white space with nothing.
This place was like a spiritual space, but there were dimly shifting dark skies and tens of millions of stars on the front. I knew this was the outer universe, and I knew that the blue star in front of me was my home.
[Check user awareness.]
Something strange appeared from the other side of the room, purring with an inhuman sound. He had eyes wide open and an animal that looked like a leopard, but had a third eye on his forehead. The strange beast turned to me.
[Target confirmed. Please enter a goal.]
"I especially want to wipe out the optimism area, the Nine Bishops there, and the Nine Bishops."
[Entering Goal... Let's double check that it meets execution level. Is the target the extinction of a terrestrial civilization?]
"No. Just the falling sheep... and no collateral damage. Humans, save them if you can."
[Please wait.]
The beast of the Three Eyes, which looks like a leopard, is wrapped around its eyes like a blue storm. The beast, who had been sitting for a long time, raises his head.
[Target. Checked as June [Dominant]. Ray Bombs of Grade 16 and below, Atomic Bombs, and Orbital Bombs will not work. The amount of damage to kill the target is measured as 1.98 Lots. The Dimensional Reverse Landing Field has confirmed that the chaos in its existence significantly exceeds civilization levels. Estimated 1297 years... measured as a minimum weapon rating of 18 to kill the target.]
Samian's leopard, who muttered an unknown sound, told me in succession.
[Level 18 requires royal approval. Please confirm the liberation of Grade 18 weapons is a faction crisis.]
"......?"
I don't know what you're talking about.
So you're saying that a class 18 weapon can only be used to defeat the Nine Patriarch with royal approval? I pondered and said:
"How do you get royal approval? I'm already here with the king's permission, aren't I?"
[We are analyzing this case because it does not exist. For royal approval, we recommend communicating with royalty.]
"Do it."
Tour Tour
[Authorized to communicate with the king.]
I heard the repetition for a moment, and I remembered a burn in front of the leopard's eyes.
Surprisingly, there was a prophet standing in front of the moving video!
"Prophets!!"
He stands in an unfamiliar landscape. I think I ran away a long time ago to the other side of the unknown galaxy.
[You're... caught up in God's plan... Heheheh...]
The prophet said something meaningful.
[Lady Hung... I'm sorry, but I can't authorize a grade 18 weapon... It's for [Old Master] Retreat... I can take the headwinds of causality...]
"......!!"
[But I'll let you have the lowest level, grade 17... so that you know it's a big burden on me...]
I asked him in a hurry.
"No, wait, you didn't sell my information to Chang Hill..."
[Ah... looks like something's happened...]
Pavat
The prophet stopped communicating without answering my question. The leopard said, as I stood there staring blankly.
[A class 17 weapon has been disarmed by the authority of the king.]
"Son of a bitch!!"
I felt my insides boiling. I was so suspicious when I saw him hang up without answering. Chang Hill was so suspicious that he knew I was an ex-wife, and according to Zegalsa, that meant the prophet had sold my information. That's why I tried to infer, but I ignored it.
'I knew he was an asshole.'
Wouldn't it be meaningless to hope for more than that for an informant?
I calmed my emotions and commanded the leopard.
"Got it. 17-grade weapons to wipe out the Nine Bishops and the Ninetians!"
[Order approved.]
Weeing
Was this an celestial body floating in space? Along with a dull sound, a white cannon aimed at a rounded world.
Installing the spaciotemporal compressor at target point. Capturing quadrant six. Initiating chaos spectroscopy. Happy hunting by the Federation of Future Intelligence and Consolidation! God sent a message of encouragement. We have confirmed that the conspiracy of the old ruler... is completely blocked. Super-renewal capacity, human immortality, blocking construction power... 9 points to kill the higher-order subcontract. Anti-matter field captured at the Holy Saturn.]
"......"
[The user has received a diplomatic complaint letter from the lower alliance. This is an attachment saying that the use of hostile [old ruler] weapons on the asteroid can be a great source of peace. It shows great disappointment to [king] that he wants 5,000 years of diplomatic discontinuation. I will resend the letter to the royal family.]
Something unknown was coming, but it must be a massive weapon not known to my knowledge level at this time.
In the name of the Great King, I am launching the 17th Class of the Western Galaxy 3839827.]
Piet -
Blah.
I wondered if a small solid line would be fired from the cannon, but that was it. I wondered if it was fired properly because it looked much less than I expected, but then the leopard said with a soft tail.
[Impact complete. Restores the mind of the user.]
Pa!
I left the white space the next moment and came back to where I was originally standing. However, I was dumbfounded for a moment by the landscape unfolding before my eyes.
White pillar!
The white pillar seemed to be embedded throughout the optimism without a sound. No - the white pillar is actually destroying the whole optimism.
Bibbibivic
An unidentified groan just resounded like a vibration. There was no change so big that it didn't feel like an attack. After a while, the light stopped and the ruins were all that was left in front of it.
"......"
"Baek Woong... What have you done?"
Her lips were trembling. He mutters in astonishment.
"I didn't expect..."
Complete ruins.
That was the result. Nothing called optimism disappeared, and it seemed like it had not existed from the beginning. I said to myself just in case.
"Could the Nine Patriarchs be dead too?"
"I hope so!"
They all agreed with me. If we can defeat humanity's greatest disaster without fighting, there can be nothing better. We watched it for a long time and walked forward, but we felt nothing alive while walking about ducks.
But surprisingly, something suddenly appeared beneath the ground. They stand up groaning as if they were human beings.
"Are you all right?"
"Huff... puff... What happened..."
They told me that they were survivors who were hiding around the Fall Goat, but everything disappeared with a bright light, and they were buried in a thin ground. Jegalsa told Yeon-joong.
"You save the survivors. We need to confirm the death of the Catholic Church and the Archbishop."
"I understand."
We went further. And as he walked, he felt something and said,
"The energy of the horse disappeared like a wash."
"Perhaps there was some cleansing power in that beam just now. Did you just save the humans and destroy the rest? It's amazing, but..."
I looked at the sky with the disgusting gaze of Jegalsa.
"The Matchmaking System remains."
"......"
"That seems like an inevitable barrier for a great tribe of supercivilizations."
Maybe so. If the result was impersonating and incompetent, it is natural. But what does it mean to be a telepath who maintains the Great Wall? I could feel that black cat was something else.
Bürgh...
"Oh."
Suddenly, we see bubbles bubbling through the air and something regenerating. The reproduced ones soon turned into criminals covered in red wrappers, and the sinister voice that saw the criminals muttered in low voices.
"Bishop."
Bishop of the Nine Paths!
There were six of them. I couldn't see their faces very well, but I didn't think it would look so good to see some tentacles coming out of their wrappings. He is already a beast, not a man, but compatible with tentacles. As I swallowed the saliva, Manfreshman said,
"Something's not right. Every one of them used to boast so much power that even the Howler couldn't feel much strength."
"......?"
The Monkey King laughed and said.
"You were able to recover from that ray, but you must have run out of power! Then it's cold."
Suzus
The Feast of Dedication 32118; Tax
Intangible
Bloop.
The Satanist's will shook the air and surrounded the bishop. Then the bodies of the bishops melted in an instant, but surprisingly, they melted into blood and only took two breaths.
"......!!"
Are you telling me they have all that poison? No matter how powerful the poison is, it's a language cluster! Even the best poison I've ever seen would dissolve human skin and not melt bone and flesh so quickly. I was appalled by the power of the invisible reader of the Grand Territory.
"If that thing flies at me..."
There's nothing I can do. Once or twice, you will raise your resistance and endure, but the more you fight, the more you will become addicted and die.
The monks were confused when they exterminated the bishops.
"What's over already? It was supposed to come back to life with tentacles gushing out of its body after it was beaten to death. I couldn't handle one of them. What's gotten so weak?"
In response, Jinzo insisted.
"Looks like the weapon in the Graceful Tower interrupted their regeneration and eradicated their immortality. It's truly a miracle."
"Hiya... what the hell did you do? You're amazing."
The sugarlic acid looked at me with a really impressive color. From the looks of it, I could see that the Bishop was actually a creature more powerful than the Magistrate, and not one that would die so easily. I could also guess that the masters of the Grand Territory used to perpetuate indefinite regeneration no matter how many times they circled.
How much further did we walk?
In the middle of the ruins stands a man dressed in black. He was standing there staring at us, but the moment he saw it, his facial expressions got worse. He also gripped the manger and the zegar at the same time.
"The Nine Patriarchs."
Unlike the bishop, the creature called the Nine Patriarch did not rise from the air. Instead, he was just as still as he had been standing there from the beginning. However, just as the surrounding space was consumed by his existence, there were two masters of the absolute earth on this side, but there was no escape.
Strange, though. Somehow the face behind the Nine Patriarch's Grapefruit looks familiar. Jinseo told me when I was confused.
"Thank goodness you're unhappy. The power of the Nine Patriots was impossible in the past, but now it seems to have fallen by less than half."
"You mean you can win?"
"... I don't know. Maybe not."
"......"
Have you ever heard someone so weak? It didn't make sense that he was losing confidence even though his strength had fallen by less than half.
It was just then.
Nine Archbishop looked at me and opened his mouth.
"You'll live."
"Huh?"
I understood the profanity of the words, but I was embarrassed because I didn't know what I was talking about. The Buddhist supreme patriarch who single-handedly exterminated the elite Chinese monks, Lee Chung Un, etc., even survived the attack by a weapon of a spear. It's natural for such a creature to be so arrogant, but why would he let me live?
And now the voice of the Nine Patriarchs was a woman, not a man. It was also a pretty ripe voice in my ears, so I thought about it.
"You can't be..."
Nine Patriarchs slowly show their heads as they walk through their packing. And he said,
"The owner of this body wants it."
"?!"
I opened my mouth just then.
That white-haired woman - that woman must have been someone I know.
I felt a heavy shock on my head and trembled.
"Seo Mun-hye..."