Chapter 634
Thud.
Light footsteps mixed with the drag of a cane echoed through the hall.
The Primordial One—Nyarlathotep—had appeared.
“How…?”
Ganesha’s eyes widened. Unknown and the Primordial Ones were their enemies. If Nyarlathotep showed himself, the correct response was to strike immediately.
But Vishnu stood beside him.
Nothing made sense.
“Oh my, Vishnu. I thought this would be just the two of us… but it seems we have an intruder.”
“Don’t mind him. Just talk. This is as good as a private conversation.”
“Hm. Is that so?”
Nyarlathotep shrugged casually.
“Huh? Wait—Vishnu, what do you mean by—”
Thwack!
Vishnu’s Chakram sank into Ganesha’s chest.
Blood burst out.
“…Keugh?”
“I’m sorry, but a small sacrifice is necessary. It benefits us far more if someone on our side dies right now. And we also needed the heart of a Chief God.”
Vishnu smiled brightly, drenched in blood.
Ganesha trembled, trying desperately to gather Mana—either to survive or to send a warning to the outside.
But—
[The special skill ‘Gloomy Curtain’ is activated.]
[This space is now completely isolated.]
Nyarlathotep had sealed everything off.
Thud.
The light faded from Ganesha’s eyes.
A Chief God, strong enough to rival Heracles and Thor, died in an instant.
Vishnu flicked blood off the Chakram.
“Weren’t we going to stay quiet this time? Killing Ganesha will attract attention.”
“I thought so too, but things have changed. Someone found out I’m cooperating with the Primordial Ones.”
Nyarlathotep’s expression shifted.
There was only one possible suspect.
But that suspect was supposed to be—
“Sleeper Owl has escaped.”
A short sentence. But enough to twist Nyarlathotep’s face completely.
“…What did you say?”
“A Primordial Ones’ war left a gap. That woman slipped into the prison holding Sleeper Owl and freed him. A clear failure on your side.”
“That wretch…”
“So now we must act immediately. Orders are to use Teresa or Alice this time.”
“…Haa.”
Nyarlathotep rubbed his temple. He understood exactly what that meant. But after such a colossal mistake, he had no grounds to refuse.
‘No need to mention that even Arma Eston slipped past us.’
No point in listing more failures.
“I understand. Do as you wish. I need to hunt down the remaining Administrators. Can I leave the rest to you?”
Scattered Administrators still survived. If left alone, they would become troublesome embers later.
“Yes. Let’s each handle our tasks.”
Vishnu smiled again—an eerie, bone-deep smile.
Nyarlathotep, visibly unsettled, handed him a black-stained tree branch.
And with that, their meeting vanished from the record of the world.
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[Material Enhancement successful!]
[Electrical Injection successful! Synchronization rate increased by 3%!]
[Sacred Relic ‘Lust’ injected!]
Status windows continuously appeared as hammering and flames intensified. The two blades changed rapidly—their edges sharper, their forms more refined.
It was the combined result of Orun’s meticulous obsession and Hephaestus’s uncompromising pursuit of perfection.
‘I need to hurry…’
Jinhyuk watched anxiously.
The forge was calm, but the rest of the Tower—and the world—was burning under the Covenant’s chaos.
Andrea’s mental hospital, the Imperial Murim, and other key regions had avoided collapse for now thanks to desperate resistance.
But that reprieve wouldn’t last.
Once Administrator priorities shifted, everything would be swept away.
Time was running out.
“What are you planning now? That Unknown guy escaped too,” Alice said, arms full of desserts. How she kept eating so much with her tiny frame was a mystery.
“We need rest. Moving first is difficult. At least today, we defend and observe.”
“Hm. But will they leave us alone?”
They wouldn’t.
The only question was how they would attack.
Ppoooo!
A long horn sounded twice from the watchtower.
Enemies incoming.
“Alice.”
“I heard it already.”
Jinhyuk and Alice leapt toward the wall.
Troops were scrambling everywhere.
“Strengthen the front barrier!”
“Deploy to both watchtowers! Call every Mythology—we need everyone who can fight!”
Chief Gods shouted, their voices strained.
A massive wave of Mana approached—dense, overwhelming, and suffocating.
“Meeeeh!”
“Kuaooo!”
Goats and sheep, bodies wrapped in black smoke, marched forward.
Their weapons were Primordial Relics.
Each one held strength comparable to a named Guardian.
And there were tens of thousands.
The Alliance felt the tension instantly.
“They’re here.”
“This way.”
“Alice made it too.”
Artemis, Anubis, and Berial approached, all looking exhausted.
Jinhyuk felt a twinge of guilt at the dark circles under their eyes.
“Sorry. Because of me—”
“Yeah, if it wasn’t for that cursed smithy, we’d be sleeping.”
“Even building the Great Pyramid wasn’t this bad.”
“Gabriel skipped dawn prayer and passed out earlier.”
Complaints flew everywhere.
Jinhyuk ignored them completely. Survival came first.
“The device?”
“Almost ready,” Berial said.
Siege warfare had one advantage: preparation.
If used well, it could buy time.
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Thud! Thud! Thud!
Unknown and the Primordial Ones gathered.
“The rats dare struggle?”
The god of destruction—Gros.
Once unimaginably massive, he now wore a compressed human form, but the pressure leaking from him was still universal in scale. His childlike body held blood-red, predatory eyes.
Kukukuku—
The entire Floor trembled at his breath alone.
“The more they despair, the sweeter it is to crush them. Better than hollow shells full of fear.”
“Kahaha! You were angry earlier, weren’t you? I’ve never seen you that worked up.”
“……”
Unknown silently touched the gash on his mask—Jinhyuk’s doing.
Being wounded at such a critical time, under someone’s scrutiny, enraged him more than anything.
‘I’ll erase them completely.’
No more amusement. No more games.
Only domination.
“Break the gate.”
Unknown raised his hand.
War erupted instantly.
Dududududu!
The enemy charged without any probing skirmish.
The Alliance fired every siege weapon available.
Boom!
Boom boom!
Enormous Magical Bullets filled the sky, turning the front battlefield into a blazing inferno.
The sheer firepower was unmatched.
But—
“Meeeeh…”
“Krrr…”
Only a handful of monsters died outright. The rest burned, shed a few layers of skin, and kept charging.
Kwaaaang!
A black goat slammed its club against the gate. Dozens of magical shields quaked.
“Don’t let them get close!”
Thor and Heracles surged forward at Brahma’s shout.
Pachichik!
Lightning obliterated goats and sheep near the gate.
Kwakwakwang!
Heracles’ club sent bodies flying.
“They’re stronger than expected. The gate almost fell on the first day.”
“We can rampage nonstop. Just to confirm—sheep and goats are 1 point each, executives are 100?”
“Yes. Loser buys drinks for the next thousand years.”
“Then I’ll finally drink all the Nectar and Ambrosia of Olympus.”
“Hmph. I’ll drink your famed Yggdrasil beer.”
Thor and Heracles stationed themselves at the gate.
At least for now, the entrance would hold.
Jinhyuk scanned the battlefield.
A tiny opening.
……Enough to buy time.
“I’ll leave it to you.”
He left Alice behind.
And threw himself into the battlefield.