Tiny, microscopic polluted ninth-rank angels.
But underestimate them and you're in serious trouble.
These things are far stronger than they look.
To a chilling degree.
In the past—
At the boundary of the Celestial Realm, where they had arrived to carry out the Great Mission.
Inside the boundary, thick fog hung in the air.
But it wasn't fog.
It turned out to be a swarm of microscopic polluted ninth-rank angels.
They were so small they looked like gnats, but when magnified, you could see they had heads, proper facial features, and even teeth capable of gnawing through tower-grade metal—humanoid monsters.
The reconnaissance drone was the first to fall.
The moment it crossed the boundary, it was chewed apart—crunch, crunch.
The second victim was Magnus Gigant.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It strode in boldly, but—
Dadatadatak! Dadatadatak!
When the microscopic polluted ninth-rank angels latched onto the Gigant's body—
Scrrk, crunch! Scrrk!
The Gigant's mass visibly shrank in real time.
Even the Gigant was eaten.
There was no way to deal with them except nuclear weapons—
Or Bardin's Radiance, inherited from the Fallen Archangel's authority.
And now—
A rift to the corrupted Celestial Realm had opened in Religion City on Base Earth.
Thudududududududududu—
Polluted ninth-rank angels poured out endlessly.
'Damn… that's terrifying.'
Everything in Religion City was being gnawed away.
Like a massive cloud of hydrochloric acid—
Anything it brushed past, metal or concrete, melted and vanished.
Juhyeok wasn't safe either.
The polluted ninth-rank angels couldn't distinguish friend from foe.
If he let his guard down, he could be eaten too.
And then?
"Bardin, designated summon."
Spot!
"Light!!!"
Fwaaaaaaah!
Bardin, inheritor of the Fallen Archangel Ron Seraphim's authority.
The polluted ninth-rank angels didn't even approach Juhyeok.
They avoided him on their own.
Their destination was only one place—the Grand Temple.
The place that smelled like their mother.
Ah…
How much they must have missed her.
Wasn't she a mother who had suddenly left home?
And now they could feel her presence over there.
Of course they had to go.
Uuuuuuuuung!
Mooother!!!
The polluted ninth-rank angels, still in cloud form, flew toward the Grand Temple.
Bad men were blocking the way—
The archangels, who were imprisoning their mother.
Gnaw them.
Erase them.
Caught off guard, the archangels floundered as they drifted through the sky.
What is this?
They had never encountered anything like this before.
Big enemies were easier—
The larger the body, the slower it was.
But the polluted ninth-rank angels were small and fast.
And their attack power was no joke.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
The archangels activated their signature infinite division—
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
But they were mercilessly eaten anyway.
…
That wasn't all.
As time passed, buildings near the Grand Temple began collapsing one after another.
Kukukukung! Kwang!
"Oh dear."
At this rate, the entire city would be destroyed.
Even Bardin was impressed.
"As expected, my lord's profound stratagem has struck true."
Profound stratagem, my ass.
This just kind of happened.
Juhyeok guarded the rift alongside Radiant Bardin.
Standing around nonstop made his legs hurt.
So—
"Rajiks, designated summon."
Spot!
"Ho-eh!"
A light-shield canopy went up, chairs were pulled out, a table set, and snacks placed on top.
Anything else to do?
Just watch while munching popcorn.
'But seriously, when are they going to stop coming?'
Even now, polluted ninth-rank angels from the corrupted Celestial Realm were still pouring out.
Don't tell me they're all coming out?
Just how many are there?
At this rate, they might cover not just Religion City, but the entire Base Earth.
But the rift didn't last forever.
After about two hours, it gradually diminished and closed.
Is that a problem?
Just open it again.
Whirr—
Tzzzz—
Craang!
Opening rifts was getting easier.
And the rift itself was larger.
Thudududududududududu—
Even more angels poured out, blackening the sky.
All of them moved, guided by the scent of their mother.
The archangels melted away.
Even the archangels stationed inside the Grand Temple came outside to reinforce the defense.
Then—
Uuuuuuuuung!
Flash!
The hemispherical barrier that had enveloped the entire city suddenly vanished.
Ziiing!
Only the Grand Temple building became covered in a protective barrier.
Looks like the AI god panicked.
As if saying the city could go to hell as long as it survived.
'Well, do your best living.'
Juhyeok killed some more time, then—
Whirr!
Tzzzz—
Craang!
He opened the rift one more time.
"Bardin, Rajiks, summons."
And he himself—
Spot!
Returned to the ninth floor of the White Tower.
Let's come back in about three hours.
By then, the results should be clear.
Even after Juhyeok left, the release of polluted ninth-rank angels continued.
That was when—
Suuuuuck!
A shape squeezed its way out through the widened rift.
It was fairly large.
Human?
No.
It wasn't a gnat-like micro-angel, but a mature angel.
It stared blankly at the sky—
Then flinched!
And turned its head toward the Grand Temple.
Life returned to the dead eyes of the mature angel.
You could feel it instinctively.
The god it thought lost…
Was there.
Aaaah!
Please wait.
Your child is coming.
Flap!
The mature angel spread its wings and flew toward the Grand Temple.
And it wasn't alone.
Through the widened rift, not only polluted ninth-rank angels, but other mature angels also emerged one after another.
They were all angels of another divinity—Whitey—who coexisted with the AI.
Religion City had now become a city of angels.
A few hours earlier—
Before the corrupted micro, polluted ninth-rank angels flooded Religion City.
Top floor of the Grand Temple.
CEO office of Black Union Corporation.
Kohen Yamazaki—no, the dimensional traveler, proxy of the demon god, Wi Cheonrak—sat in a plush chair, sipping warm tea.
The summoner's invasion had been expected.
After all, he had already attacked three times.
But the results of the battles were deeply disappointing.
Aside from the first engagement, it was essentially the summoner's defeat.
He had originally planned to watch the final moments, expecting the AI god's defeat, but—
He couldn't even break through the archangels?
Even after using Great Sage Equal to Heaven clones?
He had overestimated the summoner.
How did he think he could challenge a god by relying on dumb machines and clones?
Why hadn't he thrown the hundreds of summoned ones into the front lines?
Afraid they'd die?
Pathetically soft-hearted.
If it were him, he would have sacrificed the summoned ones and used their corpses as stepping stones to confront the god.
"Foolish."
He should have decided the battle in the first invasion.
The more time passed, the stronger the AI god would become.
Because it had planted the Black Tower in its own city.
Because it was extracting enormous amounts of energy through it.
Even now, approval requests were flooding into the CEO's office.
Plans for mass production of archangel androids.
Once the vessels were made, the AI poured massive dimensional energy into them to complete split androids.
That's right.
Creating bodies was easy.
Dimensional energy was the key.
And there was no shortage of that right now.
Did the summoner have any cards left?
Well, maybe if he still had one Transcendent Summon.
And then—
Tap! Tudududuk! Tap! Tap! Tap!
A sound from the office window.
Rain?
Religion City didn't even get rain because of the barrier.
Wi Cheonrak approached the window.
Tiny flying insects.
An enormous number of them filled the sky above the city.
"Why are there bugs?"
And then—
Buzz!
A few of them were even flying inside the office.
"Hm."
They were tiny.
They must've slipped in through vents or building gaps.
'This is strange.'
He had a bad feeling.
Snip!
He reached out, grabbed one, and examined it closely.
"…What?"
Wi Cheonrak's face froze.
This was no ordinary gnat.
"What… what the hell is this?"
He knew what these gnats were.
The important question was why they had appeared here.
'Mutated, polluted ninth-rank angels.'
Residues born from the twisted laws of the Celestial Realm after the absence of a god.
They were things that should exist only in the corrupted Celestial Realm.
They couldn't come out—and they must not come out.
'Don't tell me…?'
It was certain.
The summoner.
There was no doubt he was involved.
Wi Cheonrak turned his gaze back toward the window.
In the meantime, the sky had filled with mist.
"…He's insane."
So this was his method.
He'd thrown in a few Gigants to lull the AI into complacency, then delivered a fatal decisive blow.
An utterly unpredictable being.
How in the world had he connected the corrupted Celestial Realm to Religion City?
'This can't be stopped.'
Archangels were useless here.
They were fake angels.
Angels in name only—weren't they just androids?
But these beings, though corrupted, were true angels in essence.
A fake could never defeat the real thing.
It was no exaggeration to say the summoner's victory was already decided.
To reverse the situation, the only option left would be detonating a nuke himself.
'Relocate the capital again?'
And then what?
The summoner would just chase them down again.
The more he thought about it, the more tempted he became.
Wasn't there some way to acquire that man's power?
Faithful believers of the god.
Just moments ago, the citizens of Religion City had been in a festive mood.
They'd been filled with awe at the god's power and the might of the archangels.
At first, they had truly been shocked senseless.
The terror inspired by the gigantic golem Magnus Gigant.
And the self-dividing counterfeit archangels—the Mechanic Goliath combat golems.
That was nothing.
Out of nowhere, monkeys had appeared.
And they divided too.
It was utterly absurd.
Just how far did the abilities of the summoner from Earth No. 1001 go?
The first battle had been a nightmare.
Urban infrastructure and skyscrapers were shattered without resistance.
The god's counterattack began with the second battle.
The turning point where victory began.
Religion City's overwhelming production capacity shone.
Archangels entering mass production.
A force capable of dismantling even massive Gigants piece by piece.
The third battle was a complete massacre.
In thirty minutes, every Gigant and golem was dismantled.
There was nothing to worry about anymore.
It was a perfect victory.
All of it was thanks to god.
Had he foreseen this far into the future?
Had he implanted the Black Tower—dimensional energy extraction devices—into the city in preparation for this day?
Citizens poured out into the streets, cheering.
Religion City's largest plaza—
Great Angel Square—overflowed with joyful shouts.
"That summoner bastard! Look at him tucking his tail and running!"
"How dare he challenge a god?"
"Let's press this momentum and reinvade Earth No. 1001!"
"Kill them all! Children or adults, wipe out the demon spawn completely!"
"Let's hit Earth No. 843 too!"
"Kekekeke! It's war. If we reinvade, I'll be the administrator!"
How wonderful it was.
They'd crushed that cursed summoner.
The citizens ate, drank, danced, and sang.
Until the moment those chilling, unidentified gnats began flying down from the sky.
That was when—
The sky darkened.
Weeeeeeeng!
The mist descended from the heavens to the ground.
"…What is that?"
"Fine dust?"
"Hmm, looks like gnats."
Gnats?
"How did they get in?"
"Did a hole open in the barrier?"
"No way. They probably formed naturally inside the city."
"Huh? They're coming this way."
The gnats latched onto people's bodies.
"Huh—th-they're biting!"
"Ah! It burns!"
One.
"Aaagh! It hurts!!!"
"B-blood…"
"They're burrowing into my flesh!"
"Save me!!!"
Citizens fled from the gnat attack.
But humans were slow, and the microscopic corrupted angels were fast.
And as their numbers grew, a scene too horrific to witness unfolded.
A brutally unfolding slaughter.
Wherever the mist passed, nothing remained.
Was it only living beings?
Buildings were gnawed away too.
Flying cars and drones fell from the sky.
There was nowhere to run.
If there was even the smallest gap, they forced their way inside.
They were citizens who had lived lives of immortality.
But it was not complete immortality.
They were merely free from disease and aging.
If struck by external attack, immortality ended all the same.
Eventually, citizens attempted to flee the city.
What use was faith in the face of death?
Survival came first.
White Tower, 9th floor.
Juhyeok had no intention of going outside yet.
He'd opened the rift, after all.
And there was nothing else to do.
What if he wandered too close to the polluted ninth-rank angels and they changed their target?
So he rested.
Or rather, he tried to—
If not for the summoned ones hovering around him.
"Commander! I'll fire a heavy round!"
Ziiing! Pajujuk! Lurch!
Director Bae fired a heavy shell into an empty sky.
"Master, how's this outfit? Is it too revealing?"
Diamat held a fashion show in a form-fitting dress.
"…Can I hold your hand?"
Mari asked for permission only after quietly grabbing his hand first.
Baek Dana, Gyeon Dallae, even the Muscle Saintess joined in.
Enough.
Let's just go outside.
The rift he'd opened earlier should be closing soon anyway.
"Shall we head to Religion City? I'm really curious how it turned out."
At that, Kosak spoke.
"What I'm curious about ain't that."
"Then what are you curious about?"
"Are you not getting married?"
Why was he asking that?
He wasn't even his parent.
"Umm, Summoner Bong… no, my mistake. Summoner Bong—are you, by any chance, impotent? Should I book a hospital appointment?"
Is he insane?
That didn't sound like a slip of the tongue.
"I'm perfectly fine! Every morning is torture!"
"Don't tell me you still can't forget your first love? Want me to bring Jinsuk over?"
Hoo…
I might really throw him into the Red Tiger Furnace.
"Or how about joining a matchmaking agency while we're at it? Top-ranked in the Underworld sector. You're more than qualified as a Grade-1 VVIP groom. Pay a hundred million and you can meet a hundred high-quality female members."
Shut up.
"I'll handle my love life myself. For now, let's go outside."
Wrapping himself in the Transcendent Concealment Veil,
Juhyeok appeared in Religion City.
Spot!
"…Wow."
His mouth fell open the instant he saw it.
Heaven and earth were filled with microscopic corrupted, polluted ninth-rank angels.
Not a single intact building was in sight.
The cutting-edge metropolis had become ruins.
An apocalypse.
Despair and great chaos.
That wasn't all.
He could even see mature angels of considerable size.
'When did those come out too?'
What about the archangels of Base Earth?
Not a single one was visible.
Strangely, the rift was still open.
And it was still growing larger.
Juhyeok summoned the summoned ones—
Only the veterans. It was too dangerous otherwise.
Spot!
The summoned ones stared blankly at the sky, mouths agape.
…
"Hmm…"
"M-my god!"
"Amazing."
"Beautiful."
"This is exhilarating."
"Feels like ten years of indigestion just vanished."
"Light!!!"
"Hooeee…"
All that remained was the Grand Temple building, standing alone.
"That bastard put the city barrier on his own building."
"He's struggling desperately to survive."
Thanks to that, the Grand Temple still hadn't collapsed.
Though it was still under concentrated attack from polluted ninth-rank angels and mature angels.
To see their mother, they'd have to enter the Grand Temple—
But would Blacky allow that?
"The kids are going crazy wanting to see their mom. Makes you want to cry."
Of course they would.
Whitey was their creator.
Do you abandon your mother because she's weakened?
Even if she lost her authority, a mother is still a mother.
"It is regrettable. Must Whitey truly be killed?"
Juhyeok felt the same.
His heart ached.
"If we kill Whitey… won't they attack us? As their mother's enemy?"
Hmm.
Is there no way to save her?
Kill Blacky, save Whitey.
"If we gently stab with the God-Slayer's long spear, maybe only Blacky will die."
"Or stab just one side."
"Stab and pull it out quickly?"
"Or don't stab—just beat him with the spear shaft…"
Either way, let's go in.
We'll find a way once we're inside.
"Light!!!"
Bardin took the lead.
Under the dazzling radiance, the polluted ninth-rank angels scattered in all directions.
Move aside!
I'll punch a hole in that barrier so you can meet your mom.
And I'll do my best to save her.
No guarantees, though.
You won't resent me later if your mom dies, right?
You won't… right?
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