Nuclear explosions were prohibited in the Black Tower.
Because it was a place under "management."
Rules could even be changed there.
But this wasn't the corrupted Celestial Realm.
A separate world connected to the Black Tower.
How could administrators prohibit nuclear explosions or not?
Blowing things up cleanly didn't violate any rules.
Anyway, the micro monsters could be dealt with using nukes.
It wasn't a direct mission objective, but if something happened, nukes would be a huge help.
On top of that, stealth functionality.
The difference between having it and not having it was enormous.
Maybe it was obvious.
The core technology of cutting-edge fighter aircraft was stealth.
You can't recognize me, but I can see you.
Thanks to that, dropping nukes was easy.
The result was horrific, but it wasn't even combat.
There wasn't any hostility involved either.
At Ju-hyeok's instruction, Rajiks.
Swish! Open subspace.
Casually, just plop.
The humanoid micro monsters wouldn't even know where or how the explosion happened.
In a word, total wipeout.
Everything melted away.
However, not everything was going smoothly.
Especially the mission.
Find the corrupted divine will.
How on earth were we supposed to complete that?
There was no way to know where to go.
No matter how much we flew, a ding! message never popped up.
Starting to get tired.
Should I ask Diamat to let me sleep for about an hour?
"That's not a good idea. She might use a technique on you."
"Is that so?"
A great-demon–class succubus.
If she seriously applied her technique, there was no way to avoid it.
'The temptation of a Great Demon Succubus Queen.'
I'm curious.
Does she give you good dreams?
'Maybe it's okay to pretend I can't resist just once…'
In that instant!
Clap! Thud!
"Gah! You startled me!"
The sound of palms colliding.
The shockwave that followed.
Who is it?
"A warrior."
"Ah-ha."
It was Gobang.
But why the clapping?
"What are you doing?"
"A warrior catches mosquitoes."
Gobang stood blankly with his body enlarged, both palms pressed together.
No, where would mosquitoes even be here?
Clap! Thud!
Once again, the huge palms met.
And then—
"Got it."
Huh?
Was there really a mosquito?
"It's a micro monster."
"Oh!"
It seemed one straggler from the swarm had caught Gobang's eye.
"Let me see."
Swarmingly.
Ju-hyeok and the summoned beings approached Gobang,
A micro monster flattened in Gobang's palm like a mosquito.
"It's really small."
Swish.
Rajiks pulled out a golden magnifying glass from the subspace backpack and handed it to Ju-hyeok.
"Thanks, Rajiks."
"Hoe."
Looking closely through the magnifying glass.
"Hmm."
Just as Gwangma had said, it was definitely a humanoid monster.
Clear facial features, and a white body and wings.
This was almost like…
…
"An angel?"
But it was a bit creepy.
Far removed from the image of angels people commonly knew.
"It's a fallen angel. A fallen micro angel."
Another modifier got added.
Fallen micro angel.
Well, this was a corrupted Celestial Realm.
If angels existed, they were bound to fall.
Still, it didn't explain why they were so small.
Were they malnourished? Or was it because this was a world that had lost its god?
'Feels like a mutation.'
Anyway, it was definitely related to the mission.
I'd find out as I progressed.
Screeeech!
Even amid all this, the stealth green bomber flew at high speed.
The fallen micro angels still couldn't recognize the stealth green bomber.
They were simply swept away by intense nuclear explosions and vanished helplessly.
Swish!
When Rajiks opened subspace and dropped a nuclear warhead—shuuuu—
Flash! Papapop!
Before the shockwave could even reach them, infinite turbo blink flight carried them out of the blast radius.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-boom!
A mushroom cloud rose far behind them.
Triple-layer barriers were standard.
There wasn't even a hair's breadth of damage.
Anyway, when would the mission be completed?
Since it was a single world rather than a tower, it was ridiculously vast.
It'd be nice if there were arrows or something like in a game.
While flying along like that—right at that moment!
Tstststststst!
"Y-young master, up ahead."
"What?"
The sight that entered Ju-hyeok's eyes.
A hazy white fog blocking Crackers' flight path.
"Damn!"
What he had feared had happened.
Tststststst!
A swarm of fallen micro angels was rapidly flying toward the stealth green bomber.
What is this?
You're interfering with recognition.
"The stealth function of the green servant has been nullified."
Why?
"It seems the recognition-interference talismans were heavily stripped away by infinite turbo blink flight. Maintenance is required."
Talisman loss.
In other words, the stealth coating had peeled off.
Well, yeah!
With all the constant blinking around using blink magic, no matter how firmly they were attached, they were bound to fall off.
"Mr. Crackers, emergency turn! Dodge as you see fit!"
Whoosh!
Flash! Spapapop!
But it was already a surrounded situation.
To the right, to the left, and overhead.
'Oh boy.'
Ju-hyeok panicked.
At this rate, we'd be completely immobilized.
In that instant!
Major Bae, who had been dozing, shot upright.
At the same time, he grasped the situation.
"Manyear!"
"Kkyaruk?"
"Release cold."
"Kkyaaaa!"
Tschichichichichit!
A chilling frost rising from Manyear's body.
Major Bae placed the muzzle of the magic gun and began attribute absorption.
Suuuuuck!
And then—
"Load small rounds, activate scatter function, selector to automatic, commence suppressive fire."
Pajujuk!
Small pellets of cold pouring out from the magic gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The fallen micro angels struck by the cold pellets froze solid and fell.
"This is bad!"
"Yes?"
"The small rounds have no recoil!"
"…What are you talking about?"
Cinematographer Mackenzie didn't stay idle either.
While keeping smartphone recording going.
"Fire storm!"
Whooosh!
A massive storm of flames unfolded in midair.
Gwangma's crescent sword energy was fired as well.
Tspipipipipit!
The crescent-shaped sword energy spun fiercely, creating a vortex.
It cut through the fallen micro angel swarm and ground them into dust.
Diamat's abilities also shone.
Originally, demonkind and the heavenly race were natural enemies.
The strong overwhelmed and devoured the weak.
Wide-area confusion, Dream Domain activation.
Thududududuk.
The fallen micro angels stopped flapping their wings and fell.
And Jephet.
The true-blood Vampire Lord.
The authority of crimson mist he unleashed.
Swooooooo!
Blood vapor covered the swarm.
Micro angels that lost vitality through wide-area bloodsucking.
They dried up completely and scattered.
Ju-hyeok was moved.
Ahhh, how much had he agonized over making Jephet actually pull his weight?
And now, such splendid growth.
"Mr. Jephet!!! Amazing. I should give you a badge for the first time in a while."
"T-thank you!"
Jephet's eyes reddened.
The same went for him.
Honestly, he could count on one hand the times he'd received praise from his summoner.
The blood mist grew even thicker and spread wider.
The assault of the fallen micro angel swarm.
Blocked by the summoned beings.
But at this rate, they wouldn't last long.
That was only if the recognition-interference stealth was functioning properly.
With continuous turbo blink evasive maneuvers, Crackers' magic power was being drained in chunks.
What about the nuclear warheads?
Were there any left?
At that, Rajiks shook his head.
'They're all expended.'
The mission objective—the corrupted divine will—still hadn't been found.
Then?
'Let's rest and come back in.'
Ju-hyeok took out a mission save ticket from his inventory and held it with both hands.
Ticket item information.
Effect: Separates a specific spacetime and exits the mission. Upon re-entry, the mission resumes from the separated spacetime location.
Limitation: Mission data is preserved for a maximum of 48 hours. After 48 hours, the mission is considered failed, and entry to the mission area is prohibited for 6 months.
Almost every item had limitations.
The Tower Mission Save Ticket was no exception.
[Do you wish to suspend the mission and save at the current point?]
"Save."
Riiip!
As he tore the ticket—
Whaaaaaa!
The world began to be dyed in black and white.
Everything stopped.
The persistently pursuing fallen micro angels. The exploding mushroom clouds. And the raging firestorms, Gwangma's crescent sword energy, and Major Bae's small rounds.
[Spacetime separated. Save complete.]
[Upon next entry, you will begin from the saved point.]
[Maximum save duration is 48 hours.]
[Please resume the mission within 48 hours.]
Spot!
Ju-hyeok and his group vanished.
The place they appeared?
Earth No. 675, Black Tower, 96th Floor waiting room.
They entered via elevator, but it seemed this was where you exited.
"Hoo."
"Haa."
"Mmm."
"Snrrk."
"Hwe."
Everyone looked exhausted.
Recharge, then come back again.
*Chanoo
Ju-hyeok and his party returned to the 1st floor of the White Tower.
A 48-hour grace period.
They rested thoroughly.
Ate properly and got some sleep.
Getting a chance to escape a fierce battlefield like that and recharge.
What would they have done without a save ticket?
"Even so, saves aren't powerful, sir."
"I agree. With those ravenous micro yokai swarming everywhere, what difference does a mere 48-hour grace period make?"
Ju-hyeok agreed.
In a way, the save ticket was like a mission reset ticket used in the Tower.
It was closer to an escape tool.
You can't avoid Tower collapse, so get out, think it through, and give up on the raid.
Its drawbacks were clear.
Only your body escapes while spacetime remains separated.
When things merge again, you freeze up—and get hit hard.
Use it in a safe place if possible.
Not for escape, but for rest and resupply.
So what needed replenishing?
Gyeondallae's recognition-interference talismans.
She was diligently drawing them even now.
Plenty in reserve so they could be reattached if damaged.
And Rajiks was loading nuclear warheads.
The 1st floor of the White Tower was a nuclear warhead storage site.
The number of warheads handed over to Ju-hyeok by countries around the world exceeded 200.
"Mr. Rajiks."
"Hoe?"
"Load everything that's left. The ones from the US and Russia too."
"Hoeeng!"
They'd turn it into a sea of fire.
There were many types of nuclear warheads; until now, they had mainly used tactical nukes.
From now on, they would also use strategic nuclear weapons.
The kind powerful enough to annihilate an entire nation with a single detonation.
Time passed.
They had rested enough.
Back to the elevator.
Rumble.
Ju-hyeok and the summoned beings boarded the elevator.
Their condition was restored.
Let's finish this.
Ju-hyeok re-entered through the back door via the elevator.
Spot!
The location was the very place where he had torn the save ticket.
But he couldn't move.
The world was still black and white.
[Loading save point.]
[Aligning separated spacetime to the original point.]
[Time remaining until spacetime alignment: 10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds…]
The world gradually returned to full color.
And—
Time, which had been stopped, began to flow again.
After all the summoned beings' attacks that had been interrupted by the save were completed.
Flash! Pababababat!
Crackers widened the distance with turbo blink flight.
"Can they recognize us?"
Srrr…
The swarm scattered in all directions.
Thank goodness.
They couldn't recognize them.
The reinforced talismans worked.
"High-speed advance!"
Screeeech!
The stealth green bomber flew safely through the corrupted Celestial Realm.
The mission resumed.
They restrained the use of infinite turbo blink flight.
Since they were already in stealth, the fallen micro angels wouldn't rush them even if they flew normally.
Fly at ordinary speed and focus on finding the corrupted divine land.
They had no idea how much time passed.
They had come really far.
An extremely exhausting journey, physically and mentally.
They used save tickets three more times.
This was the hardest mission they'd ever had.
Excluding the time spent resting via save tickets, it felt like at least ten days had passed in the corrupted Celestial Realm alone.
The Celestial Realm was vast beyond measure.
It seemed far larger than Earth.
Being told to find a corrupted divine land in a place like this, with no clues at all.
If only they had even a hint.
Of course, they didn't just fly straight blindly.
They searched for areas with high densities of fallen micro angels.
And Rajiks's search skill helped too.
Sniff sniff sniff sniff.
"Huek!"
Once they set a direction—screeeech!
This wasn't something just anyone could do.
Especially if it were ground travel?
They'd just walk endlessly until the end of time.
You had to be able to fly to even have a chance.
Just finding the mission location could take months.
Anyway, they flew for a long time.
Thanks to the recognition-interference magic, there were no attacks from micro angels, but—
At that moment!
"Huh?"
Something was visible on the ground.
An artificially constructed structure.
It was a massive metropolis.
Buildings and pyramids made of marble.
"Is it there?"
"Seems like it, sir."
"Finally!"
At the same time—
Ding!
[You have arrived at the Corrupted Divine Land.]
"Oh!"
This is it.
[Main Mission: Destroy the Corrupted Angel Creation Well in the Corrupted Divine Land.]
[Time Limit: None.]
[Completion Condition: Destroy Corrupted Angel Creation Well 0/1.]
Main mission.
'A creation well…'
He could guess where it was.
That huge hole visible right below.
From it, countless horrifying fallen micro angels were pouring out.
'That's it.'
The final stage of a long, long mission.
Let's blow it up and leave.
"Mr. Rajiks!"
"Hoeeng!"
"Prepare to drop nuclear bombs—"
That was when—
Ding!
[By the will of the Punishment Angel Ronseraphim, ruler of the Corrupted Divine Land, all concealment, stealth, and invisibility magic and sorcery are lift.]
Punishment angel?
'Ah—no, more importantly…'
All concealment, stealth, and invisibility magic?
"…Uh."
Tststststst… tsrit!
The micro angel swarms stirred violently.
Then—
They halted!
Suspending themselves in the sky, they focused on the stealth green bomber.
"Spotted?"
"Spotted."
"Spotted indeed."
"Spotted."
"Looks like we're spotted."
"Spotted, sir."
"Hoeee…"
That wasn't all.
Beings emerged from buildings everywhere and shot up into the air.
The classic angelic appearance—pure white wings and long spears.
"Angels?"
"Fully grown fallen angels."
If you enlarged a fallen micro angel, that's probably what you'd get.
Pitch-black eyes without whites, mouths torn back to the ears, long protruding tongues, sharp teeth.
"They grew without deformities."
They were completely surrounded.
By micro angels and fully grown adult angels.
– How dare you!
– How dare you!
– How dare you!
– How dare you!
Hmm.
"They're really angry."
"Sure seems that way."
"Are they strong?"
"The big ones are all at least comparable to Rsssahl."
"Hard to deal with?"
"…There are quite a lot of them."
Meanwhile, fallen micro angels kept pouring endlessly out of the hole.
Continuously, without stopping.
A clear numerical disadvantage.
– How dare you!
– How dare you!
– How dare you!
Do they only know how to say "How dare you!"?
Doesn't look like conversation is possible.
Ju-hyeok asked Crackers, who was hovering in place.
"Can you break through the encirclement?"
"…I'll do my best."
Not a very reassuring answer.
Crackers was the only one he could rely on.
Ju-hyeok quietly pulled out an item from his inventory.
The Whistle of Summoned Being Potential Explosion.
Crackers was a defected hero.
But he was still a summoned being subject to the simultaneous summon limit and star rating system.
In that case—
He designated Crackers.
"Phwoooooo!!!"
Ju-hyeok blew the whistle with all his might.
Ding!
[10 Platinum Badges have been consumed to trigger the potential explosion of the converted defector summoned being Crackers. Effective for 10 minutes.]
Paaaat!
Woooooong!
Surging magic power.
The dragon's two eyes blazing red with madness.
"KRROOOOOOOOAR!!!"
The green dragon roared.
He got insanely strong.
"Run!!!"
Infinite turbo blink.
Flash! Flash! Spapapapapat!
"Mr. Rajiks!"
"Hoek!"
"Dump the nukes! All of them!"
The enhanced green bomber.
Flash! Spapapat!
Zigzagging through the encirclement.
Ziiing!
All kinds of protective barriers layered over the bomber's body.
At the same time—
Rajiks extended his hands downward and dropped nuclear warheads like bird droppings.
Swish! Swishswish!
Thud, thududududud!
Shooot! Shoooooot!
Carpet bombing.
Countless warheads fell at regular intervals following Crackers' movements.
"KRROOOOOOOOAR!!!"
Rajiks's vast subspace.
Infinite bomb capacity.
Everything they brought—
He just reached out and pulled them from the air and threw them, with no delay.
Flash! Spapapapat!
Thud, thududududud!
Shooot! Shoooooot!
Tactical and strategic nuclear warheads fell densely in zigzags over the Corrupted Divine Land, the domain of a god.
Kwa-kwa-kwaang! Kukukukukukukukuku!
Countless mushroom clouds bloomed.
The Divine Land became utter pandemonium.
Terrifying heat and shockwaves burned and shattered everything.
Flash! Spapapapat!
Crackers bombed like a streak of light and fled.
Fast.
A sub-light-speed bomber.
There was no being capable of catching him.
Kukukukukukukukuku
Even with barriers up, heat could be felt from behind.
Papapapapapapapa!
Structures crumbled like dust under the shock of nuclear explosions.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
System messages rang out too many times to count.
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