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Chapter 70: Million-Strong Army (3)

Chapter 70: Million-Strong Army (3)

She thought there was no need to continue the war any longer.

"Ahhh... Let's end this now."

"Huh? What is it that you mean...?"

"Good work, Vice Cult Leader. I'll handle the rest. I just thought of something. Could you call Namgung Jin for me?"

"U-Understood."

A bewildered Zhuge Hyun.

What on earth was she planning to do?

It was difficult to guess the Cult Leader's true intentions.

"There's no need to hold back anymore. We can just remove all restrictions and push through to the Imperial Palace. If I tell Namgung Jin, he'll take care of it."

"Huh? Excuse me?"

Zhuge Hyun struggled to keep up with her words.

"Good work. Observing the troop deployment and military tactics gave me a general idea."

"Th... Thank you?"

"Right. Anyway, you go out this way and focus on expanding the scale of the Divine Cult's training facilities as much as possible."

"Tr-Training facilities? As much as possible?"

"Yes. To put it simply, think of operating the entire Divine Cult as a logistics base."

"Huh?"

Wasn't... the Galactic Divine Cult a religion?

At the very least, it could be seen as a Murim faction...

Zhuge Hyun was confused about the Galactic Divine Cult's identity.

Anyway, what could he do when the august Cult Leader spoke thus?

"Understood! I shall handle it as you said."

"Good, then carry on."

She drew her sword through the air.

As she did so, a crack appeared in the void, and a gap opened with a ripping sound. She inserted her body into it without looking back.

The Cult Leader disappeared instantly as the crack closed.

....

Zhuge Hyun, who remained behind, scratched his head.

"Hmm... Ten thousand... martial artists... war... Imperial Palace... training facilities... as much as possible."

This was all there was? It was the end now?

"I suppose it doesn't matter since she seems to be taking action directly?"

Zhuge Hyun gave up trying to understand.

Anyway, let's start with what she ordered.

After all, Zhuge Hyun was recognized as a top talent in administration rather than as a military strategist.

***

Rip-

The void split open and Virdel appeared.

"!!"

"Halt!"

"Form ranks!"

"Wh-What was that just now?"

"That’s insane! From the void, she...!"

Below where Virdel had appeared, about ten thousand members of the Absolute Martial Unit were climbing the treacherous mountain with a menacing aura.

"Ah... You all look sturdy. Somehow, I'm happy about that."

St-Sturdy?

What on earth is she talking about?

"From now on, you are all prisoners of the Divine Cult."

From now on? Prisoners?

Is she crazy?

A woman of unparalleled beauty suddenly appeared from the void and declared that they were prisoners now.

How could they not laugh?

"Hahaha! Prisoners, you say! If it is your beauty, my lady, I'd gladly become a prisoner!"

"Kukuk. Hey, isn't that joke going too far?"

"Wow, is that some kind of Stealth Technique? But she doesn't seem to be in her right mind."

"Do we need to deal with her?"

"It doesn't matter if we're discovered now anyway, right? We're already right in front of the Demonic Cult's main base."

"True. Then should we make her guide us?"

"That sounds good."

-Uwaaak!! The attacks don't work!

-In-Invisible and formless Force!

-Ugh!

They all ended up rolling on the ground, crippled.

The Intangible Divine Sword rode that momentum and went right up to the Son of Heaven’s face to deliver a strong warning.

Even Neung Dogun, said to be the Imperial Palace's strongest, couldn't even last a second against the iron-clad Intangible Divine Sword, so what could be done?

Everyone made a fuss, beating the ground and crying that the sky had fallen as they watched the back of the Intangible Divine Sword leaving the blood-soaked Imperial Palace behind.

But what's this?

Somehow, life seemed to have improved.

The Intangible Divine Sword of the Demonic Cult(?) occasionally distributed the Imperial Palace’s assets to civilian homes, and was incredibly good at uncovering corruption. In fact, he even sent all corrupt officials to the execution grounds.

Was it perhaps because of this?

Surprisingly, the world kept going as it normally would.

No, in fact, it turned even better.

"Ahem. Have you heard about that?"

"The Demonic... no, the Galactic Divine Cult is recruiting people."

"Apparently, it doesn't matter if you don't have talent? They can forcibly create it for you."

"I heard if you just get selected, it's a complete 180 turn of your life."

"They say all that's needed is absolute loyalty and perseverance, don’t they?"

Currently, everyone knew that the Galactic Divine Cult was showing ominous changes.

Starting with rumors of huge silver metal walls being erected and giant iron towers reaching to the sky, to claims that you could fly through the sky just by joining the cult.

They even say that people who joined the cult had their skin become smoother, wrinkles disappear, and lifespan increase.

Since joining the cult was no different from becoming an Immortal, it was natural for everyone's attention to be focused on it.

As the Galactic Divine Cult poured out vast wealth and accepted everyone from common laborers to martial artists indiscriminately, their momentum seemed to pierce the heavens.

Virdel's plan to turn the Galactic Divine Cult into a logistics base was steadily progressing.

***

Gurgle- Gurgleee-

Gruk- Kieeek-

A vast space filled with enormous flesh, from which unidentified sounds occasionally emanated.

The entire space pulsated like a living organism, emitting energy.

On a massive throne made of flesh, a being with a metal spear pierced through its chest opened its eyes and spoke.

[...How goes the war?]

A gigantic being over 1km in size.

Horns protruded from both sides of its head, purple carapace covered its entire body like armor, and tentacles connected to the throne undulated constantly as if injecting something.

[...]

Numerous Kaijus lined up below on both sides of the throne.

Countless reports rose from them. Even without expressing in language, there was no difficulty in conveying to the throne's owner.

[I see....]

The Kaijus lined up trembled at the mental waves emitted by the throne's owner. With each word uttered, it seemed as if the massive planet they stood on was writhing.

[It is not yet time.]

Ssssss-

[If we interfere rashly, we will only burn more fiercely.]

The throne's owner lowered its head to look at the blue metal spear pierced through its chest.

Gulp- Gulp-

Kuguung-

Unbelievably, as a result of a mere change in emotion, the massive dark currents surrounding the planet began to boil like flames.

Ssssss-

A gigantic belt-shaped black hole burned like an active volcano.

[It can't be helped. Order only the General-Grade entities to return.]

Udduk.

The tentacles connected to the throne suddenly stopped moving.

[However.]

Boom-

[There's no need to forcibly bring that punk back.]

Shudder-

A few Kaijus standing at the end of the line shuddered.

[It will do well on its own.]

The tentacles and fleshy walls connected to the throne began to pulsate /genesisforsaken