I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 30

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Chapter 30
His tone was as if he were extending an invitation to a party.
‘Finish it tonight?’
Theoretically, it was possible. But that was all it was—theoretically possible.
I had never succeeded in clearing the first day myself.
It was impossible if one progressed through the game using legitimate methods.
Unless one resorted to cheating.
Yet standing before me now was something no different from a cheat itself.
My mouth felt parched, so I gathered what saliva I could and swallowed.
Whether it was tension or anticipation, I could not tell.
The sun, barely cresting the horizon, cast its final crimson light across the world.
A faint cry carried on the wind from the distance.
A horrific chorus of wails engulfed the Ruined City, and a thin line appeared above the horizon.
Je Hyeon-o, bathed in the glow of sunset, unfurled his wings.
The moment the black metallic wings spread with a sharp sound into the light, the sun sank completely beneath the horizon.
The sky still held remnants of light, but soon darkness would consume it entirely.
The line suspended above the horizon began to undulate.
The abnormally writhing line drew closer at an eerie speed, its convulsing motion resembling violent waves.
A wave that would not subside until the next morning arrived.
As the zombies surged forward, Je Hyeon-o stood motionless with his metallic wings spread, watching me.
He took a step backward.
His black form plummeted.
Even knowing he would be fine, I found myself running to the railing and peering down.
But I found nothing.
Je Hyeon-o was already soaring upward.
With his black wings fully spread, he looked down upon the zombies from the highest point.
Then he dove directly into the midst of the wave.
His movement was like a bullet fired from a gun.
Boom!
An impact sound so tremendous it was hard to believe it came from a landing.
The wave of zombies halted momentarily at the deafening roar that shook all around.
A brief pause.
Then the zombies began rushing toward the source of the sound in unison.
The sight of hundreds of zombies swarming endlessly toward a single being was nothing short of a vision of hell itself.
A normal person would have feared this situation.
No, regardless of how powerful one might be, they would never engage in such a reckless battle.
But Je Hyeon-o offered himself as a sacrifice, drawing all the zombies toward me.
Not with fear, but with exhilaration.
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
The zombies shrieked—a cry that seemed to carry pain despite their inability to feel sensation.
Je Hyeon-o charged into the horde of zombies like a beast plunging into a flock of sheep.
His metal hand carved through zombie bone, while wings swept in its wake, shearing away flesh.
Wherever the black shadow passed, flesh and bone fragments cascaded down in a grotesque shower.
It was, quite simply, one-sided slaughter.
Je Hyeon-o excelled at large-scale area attacks.
He could have eliminated dozens in a single sweep, yet he deliberately killed only four or five at a time.
The sight revealed how he must have been rampaging during the ten days he’d entered DeZomDeal ahead of us.
‘But at that pace, he won’t finish by tonight.’
I wondered if he was playing around before getting serious about eliminating the zombies.
Come to think of it, Je Hyeon-o had been relatively restrained for the past few days.
I watched him for a moment with the mindset of a beast keeper, then my thoughts turned to Lee Ga-on.
The noise and vibrations from Je Hyeon-o’s landing would surely have reached Lee Ga-on inside the Research Facility.
But Lee Ga-on should be fine.
It wasn’t mere wishful thinking—she genuinely seemed to be in that state.
Before preparing for the Research Facility’s defense, I’d explained to Lee Ga-on what would unfold over the next three nights.
Even when I told her that zombies would swarm in nightly, she showed no sign of fear.
“I see… Gwak Han-muk, you’re done explaining, right? I’m in a hurry right now.”
She barely listened before heading back to her research.
Her entire mind was already consumed by research—nothing else could penetrate her thoughts.
Given the circumstances, it made sense.
‘She has to create both a vaccine and a cure simultaneously in three days.’
With her research assistants having fled, it was a mission that exceeded human limits to accomplish alone.
But in her current state, I believed she could do it.
Just as bosses had berserk states, characters had awakening states.
Though this was my first time witnessing a researcher in an awakening state at DeZomDeal.
‘Lee Ga-on seems closer to berserk than awakening, actually.’
I recalled the gleam in Lee Ga-on’s eyes.
No matter what happened outside, she would focus solely on her research.
All I had to do was hold the rear and defend the Research Facility well.
I inserted the sniper rifle’s muzzle between the rusted railings and secured the bipod.
Holding the M24 SWS in my actual hands felt both unfamiliar and strangely familiar.
It seemed to be thanks to firing it endlessly in the game.
I’d even received attribute tutoring from Gwak Han-muk, so my grip was reasonably decent.
I brought my eye to the scope and searched for Mo Hae-in first.
Mo Hae-in couldn’t use her Black Moon Blade due to zombification, so she’d taken an SMG instead.
Mo Hae-in, centered in the crosshairs of the scope, looked like a perfect soldier.
She held an MP5 submachine gun in her hands, with duffel bags full of 9mm magazines slung across both shoulders, and a bandolier wrapped around her waist.
Mo Hae-in, using a large stone block as cover while watching the approaching zombies, slammed the charging handle down with her hand.
Click—the sound of chambering was immediately followed by muzzle flash.
Brrrrrrrrt!
Bullet casings rained down like a waterfall, and zombies’ heads burst open like overripe melons.
Despite the submachine gun’s fierce recoil, Mo Hae-in mowed down the zombies with an expressionless face, her composure unshaken.
Only her short hair swaying violently betrayed the weapon’s kickback.
‘As expected of Captain Mo.’
Even without the Blackmoon Blade, her abilities remained undiminished.
I caught the zombies approaching Mo Hae-in’s blind spot in my scope.
I drew in a breath, exhaled halfway, and held it still. Then I squeezed the trigger with my index finger.
Bang!
The rifle barrel recoiled sharply.
The zombie’s head in my scope burst open.
‘Not bad.’
Thanks to Trial’s physical enhancements, it seemed I could manage decent marksmanship—not quite at game level, but serviceable.
I immediately worked the bolt backward. The hot casing rolled across the floor, and a fresh round was sucked into the chamber.
Then a metallic megaphone crackle cut through the air.
“Ahem, ahem. Attention, zombies. This is a public service announcement.”
Gwak Han-muk, leaning out the window from the driver’s seat of a jeep, was bellowing through the megaphone.
“All zombies are requested to proceed immediately to the central sector where Major Je Hyeon-o is stationed. I repeat: zombies, if you would kindly head to the center, we would be most grateful.”
Naturally, zombies swarmed toward the jeep blaring with megaphone noise.
Undeterred, Gwak Han-muk continued his broadcast with grim determination while steering the jeep with one hand.
And he wasn’t driving the jeep away from Je Hyeon-o—he was driving straight toward him.
Several times the zombies nearly caught up, but each time he barely managed to deflect them with Yeom-ju, slipping past.
I quickly picked off a few zombies with my sniper rifle to help.
Performing acrobatic feats of driving, Gwak Han-muk successfully herded the zombie horde directly at Je Hyeon-o.
“Major Je!”
Gwak Han-muk’s voice boomed through the megaphone.
“Stop playing around and get to work!”
Je Hyeon-o, who had been enjoying himself slaughtering zombies indiscriminately, swung his metallic wings.
Metal feathers shot from the wings, embedding themselves with rapid-fire precision.
Dozens of zombies around him collapsed with their foreheads pierced through.
The metal feathers that had pierced the zombies’ skulls carved smoothly through bone and returned to the wings.
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Je Hyeon-o displayed what appeared to be a skeptical emoticon on his goggles. Yet he moved his wings to lift himself into the air.
Having ascended to a decent height, Je Hyeon-o raised his metal hand.
I quickly sent him a message.
Captain Mo is at the Church.
It was a message I sent without thinking of Mo Hae-in’s position, as if urging him to attack.
Je Hyeon-o, checking the system window that appeared before him, turned to look at me.
Then, as if to prove a point, he swept his hand toward the Church.
A line stretching over ten meters tore across the Ruined City.
The black line extended all the way to the Church where Mo Hae-in was positioned.
Gwak Han-muk, knowing the catastrophe that would follow, pressed the accelerator of the jeep and shouted through the megaphone.
“Captain Mo!!”
He called out without any explanation, just a desperate cry.
But the moment Mo Hae-in heard that shout, she bolted forward without looking back.
Not long after she burst into a full sprint, a black line began to tear open.
The zombies marked by that line were split cleanly in two, their entrails spilling forth as they died instantly.
The zombies that evaded the line met a similar fate.
“Gaaaahhh!”
“Kreeeeee!”
The building and earth fractured, sending the zombies plummeting into the abyss below.
Whatever depths had been torn into the ground, the fallen zombies never crawled back out.
With hundreds eliminated in a single instant, the tsunami-like tide of zombies faltered noticeably.
A system window materialized.
First defense successful!
(Current successful defenses: 1/3)
I had already fulfilled the entire zombie quota required for the first day.
Yet Je Hyeon-o did not stop. He clapped his metal hands together.
Clang!
The collision rang out sharply. Then came a succession of grinding sounds—screech, screech-screech—like metal scraping against steel.
The noise from the metal hands interlocking was far too peculiar to be called mere sound.
The source of that alien noise revealed itself as Je Hyeon-o spread his hands apart.
Between his fingers, small black crescents swarmed like a hive of bees.
The black crescents, colliding with one another and emitting that grinding screech, moved in erratic patterns.
The chaotically moving black crescents surged skyward.
As they ascended in formation, new crescents continuously materialized and multiplied.
They proliferated so rapidly that the eye could barely track them, blanketing the sky.
The twilight that still lingered in the heavens darkened as if midnight had fallen.
Screech, screech, screech-screech….
The horrifying sound assaulted my eardrums relentlessly. The zombies, excited by the metallic din, shrieked and wailed.
I resisted the urge to cover my ears and kept my eyes fixed on Je Hyeon-o.
When the entire sky was blanketed by black crescents.
Je Hyeon-o finally ceased creating the black crescents.
He slowly clenched his metal hand into a fist.
As his hand closed, the black crescents covering the sky scraped against one another, producing a terrible sound.
The moment I sensed we had reached the limit.
He opened his hand. Like releasing a leash.
Black rain poured down.
It felt almost like a meteor shower.
After a very brief downpour.
“….”
I was left speechless.
Every zombie within my field of vision lay dead.
Ding.
The system window materialized.
Second defense success achieved!
(Current defense success count: 2/3)
…Insane.
I hurled the sniper rifle aside and shot to my feet.
The Three Days of Death Quest appeared at first glance to require three full days of defense, but in reality, it was possible to accelerate the timeline.
Kill an infinite stream of zombies beyond a certain threshold, and the defense registers as successful.
The threshold for the first defense success was ten thousand.
And the threshold for the second defense success was….
One million.
I knew this number only from hidden information obtained while progressing through sub-quests, and I had never actually achieved it.
It was a number that could never be filled without cheating.
Yet Je Hyeon-o had filled an impossible number.
As I stared blankly at the defense success window, ominous music descended upon the arena.
It was the music announcing the arrival of DeZomDeal’s final boss, “Nothing at All,” alongside the commencement of the third battle.
The corpses of dead zombies writhed and convulsed, their flesh and bone tangling together like clay.
It absorbed not only human remains but also scattered debris—steel beams, stone, plastic—everything around it, being reborn as a new entity.
That abomination, a nauseating nightmare given form, swelled rapidly, its mass expanding to a height that dwarfed the Research Facility.
I looked up at Nothing at All with bewildered eyes.
‘I could have sworn it was smaller than this before?’
Hundreds of eyeballs were embedded in its gelatinous exterior.
Zombie eyes.
The orbs, each rotating independently in different directions, suddenly froze.
They were all fixed on me.
Before dread could even take hold—
“…!”
My body lurched violently as I was hoisted skyward.
Startled, I glanced back to see Je Hyeon-o flying with his metallic hand deftly hooked through the ammunition belt at my waist, carrying me aloft.
“Stay calm.”
Je Hyeon-o spoke as though he were having the time of his life.
“Don’t die.”
Then he soared toward the boss monster.
“Ahhhhh, Colonel Je!”
And dropped me.

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