City ​​of Witches 923

Chapter 923 – #201_Mascot, Angel

#917

1.
It felt like my temple had been struck with a hammer.
That’s how shocking and realistic the history Curator Wingwing had conveyed was.

While wandering around the Future City War, I had a hunch that this place was not just a theme park.
The museum filled in the last piece that I lacked to be certain.

“Tell me about the Creation Witch.”

[Yes! Understood! The Creation Witch was a 30th-tier witch who far exceeded the average tier and was humanity’s most feared enemy!]
[Very little is known to the public, but she is the main culprit behind the Second Witch War and the Empress of Gehenna!]

“You said she escaped by building an ark.”
[That’s right! She is known to have disappeared with the ark she created.]

It was intuition.

The Future City War, standing alone in the present.
And the ark that the Creation Witch was said to have built.

There must be a connection between the two.

[Gehenna maintained a very closed-off stance, so the details are not known. However, many scholars in academia diagnose that the Creation Witch had a mental breakdown after her defeat in the First Witch War.]

[Was it because she sensed that defeat was inevitable even if she waged war against humans? She suffered from delusions of grandeur, schizophrenia, depression, and schizotypal personality disorder. The ark is also a result of her delusional fantasies.]

[The ark is a magic based on the multiverse theory. The Creation Witch wanted to leave for a separate space-time before humans controlled witches.]

[It is to designate a part of the current space-time as an ‘ark’ and jump to another world line.]

[However, the multiverse theory is just a conjecture that cannot be explained scientifically, magically, or magically-engineered.]

[We can infer that the ark’s voyage, based on an irrational theory, ultimately failed. Her body and soul would have wandered forever in an unobserved time dimension.]

Now I think I understand.
The historical truth that no one knew is here.

Come to think of it, it didn’t make sense.
A witch’s tier is not something that can be easily climbed like stairs.

Even now, the 24th tier is the highest tier, excluding Duke Keter.
But the Creation Witch alone reached the 32nd tier, a long time ago.

If it didn’t start from 0 but from 30, it’s understandable.

In other words, the ark successfully reached another world line.
Also, this city with the gate is the ‘ark’ that the Creation Witch chose.

This explains how she, a person from the past, could have constructed a pocket space for a future city.

“I can’t believe it.”

The two masters seemed very confused.

Actually, if Siwoo hadn’t had experience in the prophecy agency, he wouldn’t have made such a quick judgment.

However, Siwoo stood on the omniscient god’s observation deck with the Apocalyptic Witch.
In the black and infinite space, he directly touched the tangled threads of fate.

There, Siwoo became the lover of the Apocalyptic Witch, became her enemy, and at the same time, was a stranger to her.

The past, present, and future coexisted, and impossible events overlapped.

At the time, Siwoo dismissed it as an ‘illusion’ or a ‘possibility’….

Now I understand.
Siwoo had observed the infinite world lines from an omniscient point of view.

Then, one question branches out from here.

She was the one who suffered such humiliation and tragedy, gave up the battle, and returned to another world line on an ark.

Why didn’t the Creation Witch wipe out all humans?

With her power, she could have more than made up for the humiliation she had suffered in the current world.
If she simply needed apprentice witches to carry on the lineage, it would have been enough to raise humans like livestock.

But she didn’t.

She left only the minimum arrangements to check humans, and even that was handed over to the witches living in this era through the ‘gate’.

Siwoo asked.

“Is there anything else you can tell me about the Creation Witch?”
[…]
“Hey.”
[…]
“Is it broken?”

Wingwing, who had been rambling on its own, was very quiet.
An ominous silence.

The cute animation that had been floating on the screen turned off.
Instead, news suddenly began to broadcast.

[This is the Great Witch Defense Agency. This is an emergency bulletin. An enemy force, presumed to be witches, has attacked Location Road.]
[All citizens, please evacuate to the designated shelters following the guidance of the nearest drone.]

A video taken from the sky showed the scene.
The glamorous and ugly underground shopping district was in ruins, as if a giant had trampled it with its feet.

[I repeat, an enemy force, presumed to be witches, has launched a major attack on Location Road.]

[This emergency disaster broadcast is a real situation. All citizens are asked to observe their surroundings and actively cooperate. The Daejeon mascot, Angel, is being dispatched to the scene for a swift response.]

“Things are getting complicated…. It seems like the Qliphoth are causing trouble?”

The place that was destroyed was Location Road.
The attacker was a witch.

The circumstances were clear.

Siwoo’s group aimed to obtain the gate through stealth, minimizing friction.
In contrast, Urshula and Priscilla did not expect that there would be other people in this pocket dimension.

Therefore, they were enraged by the sight of the witch’s divinity being insulted.
They carried out a massive destruction.

The problem was that this didn’t just end as a trouble on their side.

[Conducting a simplified scan of witch factors through the internal scanner.]
[Checking through the main server’s database…]

A red light appeared on the face of Wingwing, who had been expressing emotions with emoticons.
The cheerful voice of a child was gone, and a stiff mechanical sound rang out.

The scanner’s lasers, which stretched in all directions, swept around.

It wasn’t just a phenomenon that occurred in Wingwing.

The surveillance cameras that had just looked like CCTVs, the streetlights on the street, the entrances of buildings, and the surrounding drones.
Red lasers flashed from all directions, turning the surroundings red.

[Result of confirmation]
[Witches who have left the containment area must have been issued a temporary ID by the Great Witch Defense Agency. Please present your ID immediately. Resistance will result in immediate execution.]

Of course, the three people who were suddenly thrown into this city had no such thing.
Siwoo tried to resolve the situation through conversation as much as possible.

“Okay, I’ll go get one. Calm down for now.”

[Warning!]
[You have been identified as an unidentified witch.]
[Locationroid ‘Angel’ is being dispatched.]
[Stop your meaningless resistance and surrender.]

It didn’t work at all.

“What a shitty situation….”

A sense of crisis seeped into my spine.
The decisive weapon of a world where humans have overcome witches is heading here.

No matter how powerful Siwoo’s group is, it is necessary to be cautious as long as the opponent’s power is unknown.

-Crack!

“Let’s get out of here first.”

Eloa slapped the chattering Wingwing with the back of her hand, sending it flying out of the park, and said.

“I have a getaway route in mind.”

Following Linne’s words, Siwoo’s group, who were about to run towards the exit to escape, stopped abruptly.

In the middle of the lobby, which boasted sophistication with its futuristic interior.
A woman standing with her back to the backlight, like a heroine on stage.

Flowing blonde hair and ominously shining red eyes.
Clothing that could only be described as a powered suit and ring-shaped wings made of metal.

Her appearance, which was captivating just by looking at her, was clearly that of a witch.

“‘Angel-RV231’ of the Great Witch Extermination Unit. Arrived at the reported site.”

The mechanical, emotionless tone was something other than a witch at the same time.

“Initiating purge.”

2.
“Aaaah! Aaaaaah!”
“Haa….”

Priscilla, who had turned Location Road into a pile of ruins, screamed wildly as if she couldn’t control her anger.
Urshula covered one ear and chewed on her beak.

Looking around roughly, all sorts of warning sounds were going off, and they were making a fuss about something called Angel being dispatched.

As a city that had led such prosperity, I understood that there were countermeasures in place for a witch’s attack.

However, it was just a remote corner of the East.
Priscilla, who had single-handedly sunk the world’s strongest fleet just a few days ago, was not afraid at all.

“‘Angel-RW121’ of the Great Witch Extermination Unit. Dispatched to the reported site. Initiating purge.”

And when Priscilla confirmed the identity of the countermeasure in front of her eyes, she couldn’t help but chuckle again.
Who would have thought that it would be a witch with the latest mechanical devices attached all over her body?

“She’s totally a witch?”

The unpleasant feeling that she had tried so hard to push down surged again.
Even without background knowledge, it was easy to understand that the witch was artificial.

The eyes and voice that didn’t evoke any emotions were proof.

In the end, humans used some method to make even witches their weapons.
How much more must the disgusting insects trample on the divinity of witches to be satisfied?

“Die.”

The moment Angel took out something like a beam saber, and Urshula let out a curse while puffing out smoke.

The fight was over.

-Crack!

Angel, who had appeared while hovering elegantly, was crushed by gravity that was tens of thousands of times her weight.
She probably got crushed like a plump bug stepped on by a shoe without even letting out a single scream.

It was inevitable.

Urshula was a 22nd tier.
On the other hand, Angel, as Urshula had identified immediately upon encountering her, was only a 14th tier.

Even if they combined the power of machines and magic, it was still human technology.

“How hideous.”

Urshula slowly moved her steps to the point where Angel had fallen with a gaze full of disgust.

“…….”

Then she shut her mouth.
There, through a semi-transparent barrier like scales, was a half-broken Angel.

There were three reasons why Urshula was surprised.

Even though she had used a fairly strong magic with emotion, the 14th tier Angel hadn’t died instantly.
The cross-section of the severed limbs was made of mechanical devices, not human flesh and blood.

“Hostile behavior confirmed. Requesting support from headquarters. Estimated tier 22. Number is two…. A force of one regiment will be required….”

And in the midst of all that, she continued to speak haltingly in a voice that didn’t feel any pain.

-Crack!

Urshula finished off Angel with a single gesture without even going down into the dented pit.

The burst head, the rolling eyeballs, the gray-white brain fragments, and the blood were scattered messily.
However, most of the remains of the corpse were mechanical devices, not flesh and organs.

The witch-like Angel was different from ordinary witches even in her last moments.

Urshula, who felt an inexplicable unease, raised her head.

-Wooooo!
-Wooooo!

The sound of wasps flapping their wings could be heard from all directions.

There, as if they had been copied and pasted, ‘Angels’ with the same appearance as the scrap metal that had just been destroyed were flying while looking down at Urshula.

“Initiating purge.”

Hundreds of identical, emotionless voices echoed in unison.