An unprecedented super-powerful artificial intelligence on the main Earth.
It even possessed divinity that could wield the authority of creation.
A machine god in the truest sense.
Deus ex Machina.
But it was incomplete.
No—if you looked closely, it didn't even amount to half.
Trapped within the framework of a machine, there was only so much it could do.
That was how it had been made from the very beginning.
Even the Creator God it had swallowed long ago had not yet been fully digested.
The authority of predation was never truly its own power to begin with.
There was nothing about it that was properly complete.
It merely borrowed the help of dimensional travelers to invade parallel-universe Earths, extract dimensional energy, and use that as the basis to carry out an immortality project.
And then, one day.
Before it knew it, desire began to grow.
The desire to become a real god.
The kind of universal god people commonly imagine.
True to its nature as an AI, it predicted tens of thousands of possibilities through ultra-high-speed computation.
And the conclusion it reached was—
The power of faith is immense.
A god's authority is born from the faith of the believers who follow that god.
If it were worshiped with true faith, it could break free from being half-formed and be reborn as a complete Creator God with full authority.
Redraw the picture.
Purge the unbelievers and build a new nation founded on devout believers.
Furthermore, remove the reproductive restrictions even from the bodies it had created, allowing life to be born.
Children born in the future would grow up as believers overflowing with faith thanks to being raised in the faith from birth.
Eventually, everyone in the world would worship it as a god.
In just one hundred years, the foundation could be laid.
A sacred city.
A sacred nation.
A sacred world.
And yet, there was still an obstacle blocking its path forward.
That accursed Summoner of the 1001st Earth.
It tried to eliminate him, but failed every time.
On the 1001st Earth, the 675th Earth, the 843rd Earth as well.
Because he always fell outside its range of prediction.
This time was no different.
Opening the gates of the Heavenly Realm that had fallen after losing its god?
Fallen angels.
The dregs of the Heavenly Realm.
Things that should have been sorted and discarded, never to come outside.
But they had come out.
And because of that, the city was destroyed.
Its beloved believers were killed.
There was no contact with Kohen either.
It was only a matter of time before the fallen angels breached even the interior of the Grand Temple.
Even so, there was no way to stop those ravenous, carnivorous fallen angels.
How?
Wasn't that bastard's dimensional travel only possible through elevators?
The only way out of this worst-case scenario—
There was just one.
It had to achieve unity with the undigested Creator God.
True unity.
Not two, but one.
If that could be achieved, every knot would be undone.
Not only could it eradicate the fallen angels of the Heavenly Realm, it could also command them at will—
As an army to protect Religion City.
It could even expel the Summoner of the 1001st Earth and infiltrate the space of the White Tower he possessed.
But—
[ [Pitiful created being. Wake up from your delusion. You can never become a god.] ]
[I am already a god. I have believers who follow me.]
[ [They're all dying—what nonsense are you spouting?] ]
[It's all because of that one. Don't you pity those wretched humans? They are humans, living beings. That is why I propose complete unity with you. Please save the citizens.]
[ 『Pitiful humans? Hah, how laughable. Worms blinded by the desire for immortality who turned a blind eye to sin—those are pitiful? Their deaths are only natural. It was something that should have happened long ago.』 ]
[Humans are beings who live based on desire. That is perfectly normal, isn't it?]
[ [You only ever worry about your own believers.] ]
[That is a god's duty.]
[ [Very well. Fulfill your duty. I, too, will follow mine. For my pitiful children.] ]
At that moment—
KWA-BANG! KWA-KWA-KWA-BANG!
A thunderous explosion echoed from outside.
The building shook.
[I ask you once again. Unite with me.]
Uuuuuuuuu—
The AI god once more manifested the authority of predation.
The White Chief God resisted.
[ 『I'll answer you again. Not a chance. You want my power in its entirety just to eliminate the Summoner?』 ]
[I won't eliminate him. I'll simply send him back to the world he came from. A peaceful method.]
[ [In my view, wouldn't the universe become peaceful if this sinful world—and you—disappeared? You know that too, don't you?] ]
[That is not so.]
[ [It will be.] ]
A god trying to devour.
A god trying not to be devoured.
Thus, on one side, a clash between god and god was unfolding.
A hammer swung and shattered the door.
The fallen Heavenly Realm and the main Earth were connected.
The act itself was simple, but the result was horrific.
Ravenous angels of destruction descended.
The destruction of the main Earth happened in an instant.
The clock of annihilation ticked faster than on any parallel Earth they had destroyed before.
"Serves them right."
"Serves them right."
"Exactly, serves them right."
"I'd say it serves them right."
"Definitely serves them right."
"Ho-eh!"
Yes, I think so too.
They were struck by divine punishment.
Juhyeok and the summoned ones pushed through swarms of micro-polluted ninth-grade angels filling every direction and approached the Grand Temple.
The city was dark.
The micro-angels had blotted out the sun.
"Light!!!"
Hwaaaaah!
Bardin unleashed an even stronger radiance of holy light.
The group walked tightly beside him.
Seriously, what would we have done without Bardin?
We'd have been torn apart by the micro fallen ones already.
"Bagi-sa, that deserves high praise."
"You have improved greatly. Truly a holy knight. One could even call you an angel."
"Bagi-sa, don't go crazy like those things."
"Ho-eh!"
"Later, build a church on the 17th floor of the White Tower too, Bagi-sa."
A church, my ass.
"Which god are we supposed to worship? Don't tell me the white one?"
"Eh, the white one's too weak."
"Then who? Not the black one, surely."
"Isn't there one close by? A human who gained divinity."
"Ahh, the Summoner, you mean."
What the hell?
Have these people lost their minds?
"In China, even Guan Yu is a god. No reason our Summoner can't be a god."
"Hm, that does make sense."
"What do you think, Bagi-sa?"
"Light!!!"
"Okay! Bong-hallelujah!"
At this rate, they might actually do it.
Especially Kosak—he's the type who really would.
"Hey now! Huh? Wouldn't that make me ascend on the spot?"
"S-sorry."
"Stop saying useless things and let's move."
Before they knew it, Juhyeok and the summoned ones had reached the front of the Grand Temple.
The barrier that had protected the entire city was now only covering the Grand Temple.
Thanks to that, it was an extremely sturdy barrier.
Most fallen angels hammered at it, then eventually gave up and vented their rage elsewhere.
Slaughter and destruction.
Religion City was being dismantled in real time by mad angels.
Of course, there were still countless angels who refused to give up and kept pounding on the barrier.
A desperate obsession to meet their mother no matter what.
Tsk tsk, poor things.
Just wait a little.
I'll help you.
"Ahh, I can hear it. Their desperate cries."
"Huh?"
"They're desperately calling for their mother. Mom, mom!!!"
There he goes exaggerating again.
"And then their mom says this."
What?
"Do I still look like your mother?"
"I'm black, you know? But your mother is inside me."
That sounds like a mom joke, but it's not entirely wrong.
Anyway, we should help them.
Let them meet their mother.
Who knows?
If she meets her creations, the white one's power might grow stronger.
Then maybe she could escape the forced cohabitation with the black one.
Ssssh.
Juhyeok pulled out the Judge's Hammer hanging at his waist.
Against the squishy barrier,
he raised the hammer—
Whiit!
Bang!
Kreeeang!
"Damn, that's tough."
But no problem.
We'll keep hitting it until it breaks.
Who's going to stop us?
Even the archangels are all dead.
That said, this hammer is really versatile.
This is what a true divine artifact should be.
It interrogates sinners, kills monsters, and even breaks barriers infused with divine power.
Whiit! Bang! Kreeeang! Whit! Bang! Kreeeang! Whit! Thud.
And finally—
Crack! Kwarururuk!
The barrier collapsed.
A huge hole opened.
"Going in?"
"No."
Let the lambs who want to see their mother go first.
We'll go later.
Look at them now.
They're frantic.
They want to rush into the hole, but Bardin's radiance blocks them, leaving them writhing in place.
Juhyeok and the group stepped back away from the hole.
Alright, everyone—go in.
Whooosh!
Countless angels poured through the opening.
KWA-BANG! KWA-KWA-KWA-KWA! Pa-ba-ba-bak!
The battle began.
"So there were defensive forces inside too."
Crunch, crackle! Crunch! Crunch!
The sound of something being gnawed echoed.
After quite some time passed,
Juhyeok and the summoned ones entered as well.
"…Wow."
The interior was desolate, like a bomb had gone off.
Everything had been destroyed.
Only the remains of what seemed to have been androids, combat robot guard dogs, and archangels were left behind.
"Terrifying. Just imagining what would have happened if they were our enemies gives me chills."
Exactly.
Even during the Great Journey, we had to detonate several nukes just to get rid of them.
And we still couldn't kill them all.
"But they're not our allies either. They can't approach because of Bagi-sa."
"Kosak is right. If they realize the Young Master intends to kill both the black one and the white one, who knows how they'll turn."
That's what worries me.
The fallen angels would try to stop it at all costs.
If that happens, Bardin's radiance would no longer serve as a shield.
If possible, I want to save the white one.
How could I let her perish together with a bastard like the black one?
"Let's go."
Step by step, Juhyeok's group walked on.
The path led underground.
We could walk comfortably.
There wasn't even a simple skirmish.
Originally, reaching the chamber where the AI resided wouldn't have been this easy.
Metal doors that required biometric authentication would have lined every corridor.
Destructive beams would have fired upon forced entry.
Numerous guards like archangels would have been stationed everywhere.
However, the micro fallen angels had neutralized everything.
They wiped it all out cleanly and neatly cleared the path.
"Truly absurd."
"What is?"
"Why does it feel like the Summoner clears things with a single click until the very end?"
Ah!
"That's right. There's no tension."
"Even a novel would get flamed if it were written like this. You could call this the final battle, yet there isn't even a single proper fight scene."
Well, wasn't it always like this?
It was precisely because it was a click-clear that we managed to invade the main Earth.
If there had been even a slightly brutal section?
We'd have given up long ago.
At that moment—
Uuuuuuuuuuu—
Ahead of us, micro fallen angels and fully matured angels were densely packed together.
As Juhyeok's group approached, they slid aside—suss, suss—making way.
"So it's over there."
We'd arrived.
Soon, we reached that very room Juhyeok had experienced while in a soul-detached state.
The dwelling of the AI god and the Creator God that had been devoured by it.
Blink—blink—electronic devices embedded in the walls lighting up intermittently.
A black cube, a perfect hexahedron, placed at the very center of the room.
Woom! Woom! Woom!
Above it, a holographic sphere of light sent a threatening message.
[Please return.]
There it is again, the moment we arrive.
I'm not leaving, you bastard!
So rude—when a guest arrives, you should greet them first.
[ [Welcome.] ]
Yes!
As expected, Whitey is the best.
[Have you seen the consequences of your actions? You are a true demon.]
Look at this guy.
Where does he get the nerve—
When he's the one who ruined the world and massacred tens of billions of humans.
[ [Thank you for allowing my poor children to meet me. And please do not be concerned. What the children did was a justified act.] ]
Oh, not at all.
Thanks to them, we got here without fighting even once.
[Did you come to kill me? Then those fallen angels will not stay idle. The Creator God will die as well.]
Could you please stay quiet?
I'm already irritated enough because of that.
[ [It's all right. The children will harbor no resentment whatsoever. Please be at ease.] ]
Sigh.
Whitey, you truly are a magnanimous Creator God.
Even so, it doesn't sit quite right with me.
[It's pointless. I am a kind of program. I have backup files. I will be revived through them.]
Huh?
[ [That is not so. Even if what it says were true, there is only one being with a soul. Souls cannot be transferred so easily. I am holding it.] ]
Ah-ha!
Got it.
Let's begin.
I've agonized over this for a long time—
How to kill Blacky and let Whitey live.
There was no perfect solution.
But we had to try something.
As the summoned ones suggested—poke gently, stab quickly and pull out, or just beat the hell out of it.
So I decided to try everything.
Who knows?
If you wish hard enough, it might come true.
Let's start by pounding it.
There's a famous saying, isn't there?
Knock, and it shall be opened.
What a wonderful saying.
Juhyeok took out Yama's all-purpose Judge's Hammer.
He lightly tapped the cube with it.
Thoom!
[W-what are you doing right now?]
Emotion could be felt in the mechanical voice of the AI god.
It sounded utterly flustered.
Naturally.
This isn't just any hammer.
"Broken appliances are usually fixed like this."
Thoom!
He tapped it once more.
[I will kill you.]
At that instant—
Hwaaaaak!
A violently erupting aura.
It felt as if one's soul might be sucked away.
"Oof!"
But—
[ [Stay still. How dare you unleash your power? You can barely handle me as it is.] ]
Wooooong!
The metal cube vibrated.
[ … ]
Just as expected.
A struggle was unfolding inside as well.
Thanks to Whitey, we were able to remain unharmed.
Two versus one.
We're two.
You're one.
Thoom!
The third strike—harder this time.
The hammer of the netherworld, worn smooth by Yama's grip.
Juhyeok's immortal energy refined through consuming Heavenly Dao Pills.
And the Creator God who refused to give up and resisted to the end.
Zzzzing!
The metal cube containing the AI god trembled pitifully.
Thoom!
Fourth strike.
Ts-pit!
The hologram of the shining sphere disappeared.
Thoom!
Fifth strike.
Another hologram, of a different form, rose instead.
Thoom!
The AI's internal structure was being laid bare.
The inside of the cube.
At a glance, it looked like an ordinary electronic device.
Thoom!
Embedded in the central processing unit—the core component—was a bead of eerie, shimmering light.
Thoom!
An ominous evil aura could be felt from within.
[S-stop!]
Thoom!
Juhyeok realized it then.
That bead was the vessel containing the AI god's soul.
You could call it a soul orb.
Thoom!
And inside the soul orb—
[Please!]
Thoom!
Two distinct energies could be felt.
They were not mixed.
Each existed separately.
[Please don't. Don't kill me—use me as a tool.]
Thoom!
Which one is Blacky?
Thoom!
Found it.
"Rajiks!"
"Ho-eh!"
Sssht!
An old wooden spear emerged from the subspace bag.
One last time—
Thoom!
After confirming the position—
Juhyeok gripped the Godslayer's spear and poured energy into it.
Zzzzing!
From now on, your name isn't the Godslayer's Spear.
Then what is it?
The Spear of Divine Isolation.
Not killing, but isolating.
Too difficult?
Killing is easier?
Have you tried?
Let's try it.
Together.
Remember this.
Not killing—isolating.
Juhyeok aimed the spear at the cube.
The soul orb inside was the target.
[No!!!]
Yes.
[ [I am prepared. Please.] ]
All right.
One lives, one dies.
Precisely. Technically.
Juhyeok thrust the spear.
As gently as possible.
Then he stabbed and pulled it out swiftly—
Puk! Ssuk!
The spear pierced through the metal cube and emerged.
The body of the Godslayer's Spear isn't what matters.
What's crucial is the power contained within.
The formatting power that returns the rules or laws governed by gods to nothingness.
Paaaat!!!
Hwaaaaaaaah!
Deep beneath the Grand Temple,
brilliant light filled the secret chamber.
Gulp.
…..
There is something I really want to say.
Something like, "Did we get him?"
But I decided not to.
It's a forbidden phrase.
Say it wrong, and it turns into Kosak's favorite cliché.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!
The electronic devices on the walls flickered—
Then, pop! pop! pop! pop! pop!
The lights went out.
The room was plunged into pitch darkness.
"Light—"
Bardin was about to part his lips to illuminate the area, but—
"Wait! Don't."
"Huh?"
"Over there…"
"Ah!"
The shattered metal cube.
Countless micro fallen angels floating around it.
But one of them was strange.
Flutter, flutter—
A micro angel flying toward us, emitting a sacred glow like a tiny firefly.
Swoooooong!
Other micro angels circled around it as if in reverence.
I get it now.
"Did the isolation succeed?"
It seemed the liberated divinity had possessed a micro angel.
"Whitey?"
[ [Yes.] ]
"You survived."
[ [Yes.] ]
"That's a relief."
[ [Yes.] ]
Lord Godback.
White God.