It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

#Chapter 80

A power beyond specifications that cannot be defined by logic.

Did she realize from that single strike that any further combat would be meaningless?

Before a force that could not be measured by numbers and calculations, Demiurgos finally knelt down.

Surprisingly, I could feel humanity and emotion from the current Demiurgos.

She was looking up at me with eyes filled with confusion, bewilderment, and fear.

“Pro… proof… calculation… what…?”

Even those emotions seemed so deeply human that I wondered if they too were programmed.

The goal of this floor was to stop the corrupted Demiurgos.

I could simply destroy her, but my instincts as a Monarch firmly rejected that idea.

“You know there’s no point in fighting any further, right?”

At my question, the kneeling Demiurgos slowly nodded her head.

Even at this moment, the strong AI was working to define my existence, but it seemed no answer was forthcoming.

“Stay still.”

If the goal was to stop rather than eliminate the corrupted Demiurgos, perhaps there was another way.

When I placed my hand on her white and black hair, Demiurgos flinched.

Reading that I had no killing intent, she glanced at me and then obediently lowered her head.

“Thank you for cooperating.”

“…Yes.”

Demiurgos’s docile response made me even more reluctant to kill her.

‘Let me take a look.’

Being corrupted meant the alien races had done something to Demiurgos.

I thought it might be hacking, but they couldn’t have corrupted humanity’s greatest weapon so easily.

Wondering if they had used some other physical method, I carefully channeled my death force through her head and into her interior.

For a moment, Demiurgos’s eyes trembled at the death energy entering through her eyes, nose, and mouth, but then Seo Iram approached and sat down beside her with a thud.

She then took Demiurgos’s hand, made eye contact, and spoke in a gentle voice.

“It’s okay.”

“Really…?”

“Yes, probably.”

“The word ‘probably’ is filled with uncertainty and is the worst…”

“Then, having lost without even being able to fight properly, what more can you do here?”

“…”

At Seo Iram’s unexpectedly tough words, Demiurgos pondered for a moment then nodded.

“I agree.”

“Then stay still.”

“Understood.”

With the capital T conversation, Demiurgos obediently cooperated with me.

Something that seemed to be blocking Demiurgos’s mind cleared, and my death force began to penetrate more easily.

It was made with an incomprehensibly complex structure that my mind couldn’t understand.

Since touching it carelessly could cause serious problems, I put even more care into it.

When I entered the depths of the circuits that served as a human brain, something foreign was detected.

It was something like red flesh that didn’t belong at all, and this red flesh attached to the complex circuits was pulsing like a human heart.

The red flesh visible on her generally blue-tinted body was clearly foreign even to my eyes.

‘Since hacking was impossible, did they forcibly corrupt her this way?’

The grotesque alien flesh I had seen outside the building seemed to sense my power and clung even tighter to avoid being removed.

Of course, to me it was nothing but laughable.

My death force, transformed into a thin needle, pierced the flesh.

Since forcibly tearing it off might cause problems, I simply injected my death force directly into that flesh.

?!!?

The pulsing flesh, exposed raw to the power of death, cried out as if in agony.

I poured in more death force with the intention of withering it to death.

The flesh writhed and Demiurgos momentarily grimaced as if in pain, but Baek Do-hyeon sitting on the opposite side gently grasped her wrist.

“Just endure a little longer.”

She seemed to roughly understand what I was trying to do, biting her lips and glaring at the inside of Demiurgos’s head.

After writhing for about three more minutes, the flesh slowly began to turn gray.

I was worried it might cause a rampage while dying, but the flesh inside Demiurgos’s head couldn’t even put up such resistance and became dried jerky.

I carefully grasped it to prevent it from falling into her body and extracted it from Demiurgos’s ear.

“Oh…!”

Flash-!

At the same time, the red aura that had been lingering in Demiurgos’s body completely disappeared, and her red eye also turned blue again.

Her black hair turned white and took on a slight moonlight glow.

With her silvery hair, Demiurgos, who had been trembling, regained consciousness.

Fortunately, the girl’s soul that had been writhing inside Demiurgos’s body regained stability as if nothing had happened.

Finally, the 5th floor clear alarm sounded, allowing me to breathe a sigh of relief.

“Phew… I can finally breathe easy now.”

Demiurgos slowly opened her eyes, revealing beautiful sapphire-blue pupils, and carefully sat up.

Then, after checking the faces of me and my companions one by one, she immediately knelt down and buried her head to the ground.

Crash-!

“Whoa, that’s intense.”

“We just finished healing her, and now she’s self-harming!?”

“What are you doing!!?”

The first words that came from Demiurgos’s mouth as she bowed her head with enough force to bury her forehead in the ground were:

“I’m sorry…”

From this apology filled with humanity, I could tell that the soul who had spoken to me earlier was now in control.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, so why are you apologizing like that.”

“Still…”

“It makes me uncomfortable, so lift your head quickly.”

“…Yes, understood.”

Demiurgos hesitantly raised her head and looked around, then gestured with an “oh my” expression.

With a single gesture from her, the half-destroyed space was restored and tables and sofas appeared.

Though it was surprising, compared to the transcendent attacks from earlier, this was nothing, so I comfortably settled onto the sofa.

Demiurgos approached me with quick steps and sat down next to me.

Though it was quite a close distance, I didn’t bother to push her away.

There were still many stories I needed to hear.

My companions were also subtly curious, as they had gathered in a circle around Demiurgos before I knew it.

“So, what happened to Demiurgos all this time?”

As if the title Demiurgos made her uncomfortable, she looked straight at me and said:

“Um… Demiurgos is my project codename, and my name is Ria.”

“Your name from when you were human, right?”

“Yes, I’m Ria, and…”

For a moment, Demiurgos’s personality seemed to change as her pupils wavered.

Then I heard words in a somewhat stiffer tone than before.

“I am Nia. For now, Ria and I are coexisting in the form of sisters.”

Since some of my companions had expressions showing they didn’t understand, I asked again.

“So the human side is ‘Ria,’ and the artificial intelligence is ‘Nia,’ is that right?”

“That’s correct. Additionally, the questions you’re probably curious about should be asked to me rather than Ria.”

“Huh? To you?”

Nia politely clasped her hands together and calmly nodded.

“Yes, the Demiurgos Project was mostly… Dr. Bellarian… ah, I understand, Mother… ah, it’s Mother, right. Yes, yes.”

Nia, who was bowing as if being scolded by someone, continued speaking.

She was probably being scolded by Ria.

“To continue, the Demiurgos Project was a collaborative project between Mother and me, who was a strong AI at the time.”

“By collaboration, do you mean orders came down from command?”

“That’s part of it, but the Demiurgos Project was originally planned from the beginning.”

“From the beginning? Why?”

Did they predict the war in advance?

Contrary to my expectation, Nia couldn’t answer straightforwardly.

Ria, who was listening to this story from within, seemed to be pondering.

Demiurgos, who had been silent for a while as if they were discussing with each other, finally opened her mouth again after a full 6 minutes had passed.

“It became unclear, but to reorganize, this body was originally meant for Ria, who was dying.”

“Huh? For Ria?”

“Yes, Miss Ria was suffering from White Dwarf.”

Nia manipulated reality and displayed information about White Dwarf in front of me.

There were various contents that were difficult to understand, but the main point was that it was a disease where humans couldn’t control their own body heat.

To what extent? It was such a terrible disease that without constantly staying in cooling tubes, one’s blood would quickly boil and they would die.

“How terrible…”

“Yes… Ria is embarrassed, so to summarize, this body was created by inserting Ria’s soul into it.”

I understood up to this point, but various moral issues came to mind.

Among them, the most absurd one was something else.

“Still, is there a separate reason for turning your daughter into a weapon?”

“It’s simple. Only a machine at Demiurgos’s level could handle Ria’s disease.”

“…So it was semi-forced, unavoidable.”

“That’s correct.”

With those words, Ria stood up from her seat.

The space that had somehow changed into an antique mansion returned to its original laboratory appearance.

“It would be faster for you to see the rest directly.”

“Directly?”

“Yes, Mother said to show this inheritance to trustworthy people who come.”

Opening the laboratory door and entering the inner hangar, there were facilities that could truly be called the heart of future technology.

Strangely, there were no traces of aliens having entered the deep section at all.

“This place is clean…?”

“…Yes, this is the space Mother protected with her life.”

“Your mother did?”

I wasn’t sure, but Nia gave a bitter smile.

It seemed that the meaning of protecting it with their lives wasn’t just empty words.

Taking the elevator down to the lowest floor, a massive iron door greeted us.

This seemed to be the true depths of the hangar, as Ria went through complex authentication procedures.

Starting with iris recognition, she went through all sorts of passwords and complex procedures before the firmly closed iron door finally opened.

‘What the hell were they hiding that they went to such lengths…?’

The iron door opened, revealing the interior.

“…Shit.”

“Ah…”

“So this… was what it meant.”

The first thing that caught my eye wasn’t a giant screen or documents containing important information.

It was a green heart with countless wires plugged into it.

The faint green energy emanating from the heart was definitely something I knew well.

‘The Monarch of Wisdom.’

Hunter Baek Do-hyeon, who had also realized the heart’s identity like me, bit his lips.

I could finally understand what it meant for this to be a space they protected even at the cost of their lives.

Furthermore, from Senior’s dark history to the current green heart.

I could finally grasp what meaning the Tower held.

Now I finally understood why Senior had tried not to speak to me.

And why he said it could be difficult from the first floor—I understood it all.

“…What a twisted hobby.”

The Tower is a cruel stage of reenactment that descends the records of what the previous Monarchs faced upon the current Monarchs.

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