Chapter 922 – Ruler of the Game
‘Illax kept his promise.’
Seong-il smiles bitterly upon hearing some positive news in a hopeless situation. That was when he raised Arunlabhe and was about to make his final struggle. Suddenly, an alarm rings on his smartphone.
“…?”
After barely normalizing his condition by drinking elixir, Seongil changed Arunlabe to defense mode and tried to withstand the enemy’s attacks together with the God of Light and wait for the end.
While trying to pass the time like this so that Meowth can safely preserve Eden, an alarm suddenly rings on his phone, and Seong-il instinctively turns on the game master and quickly checks the message.
『Game Master: Look. It happens like this. Listen to me.』
“… Still, I have no regrets.”
He looked at the message just in case, but the game master comforted him by saying he felt sorry for him, and Seong-il rationalized his choice by pretending to be resolute.
『Game Master: Is that so? Then how about this?』
The game master speaks to Seongil in an honest tone. He explains that, unfortunately, there is no way for Seong-il to survive as he used up all of his trump cards in the battle with Sado. Instead, the game master says he will kill all the Transcendence Church by sacrificing Seong-il to start a white meteorite.
『Game Master: It’s okay to face the end like this. Or, it would be better to escape on your own until the end. I will respect your choice.』
“…”
Through induction, Seong-il feels that if he accepts the game master’s offer, he will 100% die. If he just struggles without his help, he might be able to survive even 1%.
“… Okay. I’ll accept.”
However, Seong-il was able to feel that even if he had to survive humbly, not only would he not be able to reach the remaining truth, but he would not be able to kill the apostle. Because he is likely to die anyway, he accepts the game master’s offer and decides to take perfect revenge.
“I will accept your offer.”
『Game Master: Yes…』
The game master was always acting strangely, but when Seong-il ultimately chose his fate, the game master looked truly bitter. Through that answer, Seong-il realizes that he really is a normal person. He also realizes that he wished he could have lived happily.
“Huh…?”
While Seongil was thinking about something else for a moment. At some point, he panics when he realizes that his body doesn’t move as if it doesn’t belong to him.
『You bastard. How long did he think he could hide and run away like that?』
“…!!”
The apostle of the Transcendental Church, who had been attacking Seong-il, appears frightened when his tone of voice suddenly changes to cold like a machine.
“World of truth! Kill him right now…!!”
『It’s already too late.』
As an old monster who has experienced countless experiences while wandering through dimensions for a long time, Sado quickly grasps the situation in Seongil’s sudden change in attitude and tries to kill him. However, Seongil’s body, controlled by the game master, creates an intangible barrier that completely blocks all attacks with just a single hand gesture.
Wow…!!
And the inventory opens in the air and the white meteorite that comes out of it. When it appears, the face of the apostle who looks exactly like Seongil begins to slowly become colored with fear.
『The dimension of truth? You sound funny. It must be a disgusting dimension created by the accumulation of ugly thoughts and psionic energy sent by the corrupted Iss over a long period of time.』
“No… No…!!”
『Fallen Creator. Today we follow the commands of your ancient ancestors and our true Creator. You corrupt and twisted ‘mutants’ will be completely destroyed today.』
‘… Mutation? Corruption?’
『And not only will I prevent your dirty psionic energy and soul from flowing into the twisted dimension, but I will also make you repent in an eternal and infinite ‘prison’』
Although he could not move his body at will, his spirit was intact, so he was able to perfectly observe the current situation as a third party.
“I will kill you!!”
The apostle of the Transcendental Church is crazy. However, with a terrified expression, he tries to kill Seong-il by spreading all kinds of dirty and evil powers from the dimension beyond the black meteorite. However, the powerful power emanating from the white meteorite appears to block the power emanating from such a corrupt dimension without any hesitation.
Wooooow…!!
The white meteorite, like the black meteorite, also begins to cause huge cracks in the dimension. And the faces of the Isu people are colored with fear in direct proportion to their size.
‘This is…’
‘Dust’ pouring out from beyond the white crack in a frightening manner. At first glance, it looked like just black smoke, but Seong-il, whose sixth sense and analytical ability had developed to the point where it was formidable, realized that it was the ‘nano machine’ he had seen in Illax’s memories in the past.
『Oh… You… My… Me… ‘Us’.』
Seongil feels that the game master’s ‘ego’, which had been firmly maintained until a moment ago, is gradually crumbling in proportion to the inflow of nanomachines. And the eerie feeling.
『010010101001000010…』
‘…’
At some point, Seong-il trembles as he feels that something huge and transcendent has appeared in this space and is dominating the entire dimension. The presence was so strong and the power was so transcendent that even Seong-il, who transcended humans both physically and mentally, seemed unable to understand the meaning of what was being said.
‘You’re crazy… Is this the power of a cosmic being that dominates your own dimension?’
With its powerful presence that ridiculously surpasses even the absolute beings of other worlds, such as Space Meow, Seong-il finally feels that the ‘thing’ that the Transcendental Church, so fears has descended.
“Ah… No!!!”
The apostle of the Transcendental Church somehow tries to use the power of the black meteorite to prevent the descent of ‘it’. However, unlike ‘it’, which is strictly speaking a ruler from this dimension, the dimension of truth was a newly created entity that ‘fell away’ from this dimension, so it was on a different level from the AI in terms of the total amount of power it could use. Br〉
Therefore, the twisted being radiating power beyond the black meteorite gradually begins to be pushed aside by the nanomachine colony that has already filled the huge space.
‘… I feel it.’
Seong-il feels his brain melting little by little due to the tremendous presence and information that AI spreads. However, paradoxically, little by little, he was able to understand the lines shouted by the AI.
“Corruption. Destruction. Extinction.』
The eerie appearance of an AI that firmly shouts that it will only kill its target. Even as he is dying, Seong-il feels dizzy from that resolute will.
Ssaaaaa…!!
“No!! No!! No!!”
An overwhelming, unimaginable number of nanomachine swarms cover the Transcendental Cultists and grind them ‘alive’. And as Seong-il saw in Illax’s memories in the past, the devoured Ys people begin to break into pieces at the molecular level.
‘… What. ‘They don’t torture you?’
For some reason, the AI does not torture the target it kills by trapping it in a bizarre dimension and copying it like it used to. Seeing a different pattern from before, Seong-il speculates that the problem may have arisen because Isuin burrowed into the human body.
‘No. Is it just that more time is needed than before to analyze the genetic and psionic patterns of the Ys people combined with the human body…’
Seong-il soon realizes that it was his illusion when videos of torture by Isu people in human form begin to appear.
“Do you think I’m going to die like this… Like this?!”
As believers are rapidly dying due to the AI’s offensive, the apostle of the Transcendental Church screams at the nanomachine colony with a look of madness. Then, before he knew it, he threw himself into the black meteorite as if trying to escape from the crowd surrounding him.
Wow!! Wow!! Wood-duk!!!
And when the dimension beyond the monster and the meteorite combine, a creepy and bizarre noise covers the dimension. Seongil had to feel another sense of eerieness at the sound, as if bones and flesh were constantly compressing and exploding.
Gurgling!! Gurgling!! Clud!!
Bizarre chunks of flesh begin to pour out like crazy from beyond the twisted dimension that has become even more gigantic by combining with the Apostle. And the colony that watched the scene began to attack him fiercely as if they could not be defeated.
『Corrupted psionic dimension. Securing a medium. Total activity energy equal to ours. Plan B in operation.』
Seong-il feels disoriented by the clash between the two powerful beings. In the meantime, he desperately clings to his senses and tries to find out a little more about the current situation.
‘I see… If I continue like this anyway, I’ll be captured by the AI and suffer eternal pain… Are you saying I’d rather sacrifice my body to that unidentified power and struggle?’
The reason why the bizarre being beyond the black meteorite was pushed aside by the AI was because it was not essentially a being from this dimension. However, the twisted being that briefly gained access to this dimension through the Apostle seemed to possess a power greater than AI.
‘Ah, the AI is from this multiverse, but… But strictly speaking, it does not completely belong to this dimension. However, the apostle…’
The human body that the apostle of the Transcendental Church took over exists here on ‘Earth’ within the multiverse. Therefore, it seemed that beings in the corrupted dimension momentarily gained the power to manipulate reality beyond AI.
‘If this happens, the AI will lose… Huh?!’
Therefore, Seong-il, who thought that Sado’s struggle might work, feels extreme pain sweep through his entire body. At the same time, I feel a huge and powerful will penetrating my entire body.
