The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 351

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Chapter 351
Chapter 351
As the iron gates of Mechanical City opened, the Cronion Military forces that emerged were formidable.
They overwhelmed the Imperial Army—which boasted superior numbers and morale that seemed to pierce the heavens—in a single, devastating assault.
As morale plummeted and the possibility of defeat at Cronion’s hands loomed ever closer.
– Kuooooooooooo!!
Hellfire.
No—alongside the Black Flame dragon wreathed in obsidian fire, Mir appeared.
Immediately after.
The tide of battle reversed completely.
“It’s Mir!”
“Commander Mir has arrived!”
“Charge!”
Mechanical weapons detonated in succession.
Soldiers fell.
Witnessing this, the Imperial Army and the players surged forward once more toward Cronion, their spirits rekindled.
The Cronion Military remained formidable, yet after the roar passed, they became manageable opponents.
Above all else.
Kwaaaaa!
“Unbelievable.”
“A breath attack?”
“It’s just like a true dragon.”
“The power is… it’s melting armored soldiers in a single strike.”
“Even the mechanical weapons are liquefying.”
The breath unleashed by the Black Flame dragon melted through Cronion’s forces in an instant.
Kwaaaang!
“Could it be…!”
“Seventh-Circle magic!”
“Wasn’t it true that even the top-ranked mage couldn’t use Seventh-Circle magic?”
“His melee combat alone was strong enough to defeat other guild masters, and now he’s wielding Seventh-Circle magic…”
Thunder Storm, unleashed in conjunction with the Black Flame dragon.
The lightning tempest proved devastatingly effective against the Cronion soldiers clad in conductive armor and the mechanical weapons composed of metal alike.
In the wake of the lightning storm’s passage, only charred and inert forces remained, collapsed upon the ground.
“We can win!”
“Mir stands with us!”
“Forward!”
It was the same during the Central Front battle.
A single person.
The entire tide of battle reversed through the power of one man—Mir.
At the Central Front, Mir not only seized Cronion’s mechanical weapons but defeated Hellfire, the mightiest mechanical weapon, and subdued Cronion itself.
Now, I even dominated Hellfire itself, leading the Battlefield with overwhelming power.
People often say that no matter how strong an individual is, they cannot overwhelm an entire war.
Mir was different.
Merely by appearing, I alone reversed the tide and commanded the entire Battlefield.
As I pushed back Cronion’s forces and advanced toward the Mechanical City once more.
Kuguguguguuu—.
From Cronion’s Mechanical City.
“Look at that!”
“The Mechanical City is… trembling?”
“No, it’s not trembling! It’s moving!”
Another anomaly was unfolding.
* * *
The power of the modified Hellfire exceeded my expectations.
Or rather, to be precise, Luke’s power infused into Hellfire’s body through Black Flame transformation surpassed what I had anticipated.
– Though it is a replica, thanks to the refinement you provided, Master, it has become a body that fits far better than expected.
Until now, the Black Flame transformations I had used were merely to borrow Luke’s power.
It was the same when applied to mounts.
But now, it was different.
After layering Black Flame over Hellfire, rather than simply borrowing Luke’s power, I had completely transferred control of Hellfire to Luke.
Since Hellfire had been customized to Luke’s specifications, he moved freely as though it were his own body, striking down enemies with ease.
As if he had been resurrected.
And so it was.
‘This is manageable.’
Defeating Cronion’s forces proved far easier than anticipated.
Of course, I was not doing this alone.
It was only possible because dozens of Imperial Army soldiers and users followed behind me.
In any case, at this rate, clearing out Cronion’s forces would not take long.
I felt some pity for Cronion’s soldiers, but…
‘They have already lost their reason. They are essentially no different from the undead.’
From my observations.
They had already lost their rationality.
Manipulated by the Purple Mechanical God, they had become no different from the dead.
There was no way to restore them to their original state—beings who had completely fused with machinery.
Rather than have them continue to be exploited by the Evil God, it was more merciful to end their lives.
As I continued to strike down Cronion’s forces.
‘It should be appearing soon.’
I gazed not at Cronion’s troops, but at the Mechanical City.
The forces the Purple Mechanical God had sent to conserve her power.
As those forces were pushed back, the Imperial Army and I would soon reach the Mechanical City.
Since the Imperial Army alone could not destroy the Mechanical City, they had employed a blockade strategy.
With Hellfire and myself, the situation changes entirely.
If I simply charged forward with Hellfire and all the mechanical weapons, ramming the gate with our combined force, couldn’t we collapse one of the iron doors of the Mechanical City?
The Purple Mechanical God must sense this level of threat, so wouldn’t it reveal itself before I made my move?
That’s what I was thinking.
And as expected.
Kuguguguuu—.
An anomaly erupted from the Mechanical City.
The Mechanical City trembled.
With that colossal structure vibrating entirely, anyone could sense something extraordinary was happening.
The Cronion Military forces, even as they endured our assault, turned toward the Mechanical City and knelt.
The Imperial Army and users, startled by this anomaly, ceased their attacks and grew wary.
And not long after.
“Why do you refuse! I, your sovereign, this body! That great one offers to transform you all into the new humanity with his own hands!”
A sharp spire rose from within the Mechanical City.
Standing atop that spire was a man.
Unlike the Cronion soldiers I had seen thus far, he wore no steel armor.
Yet his body was adorned with far more mechanical components than any Cronion soldier.
No—adorned was the wrong word.
Countless mechanical parts were grafted directly into his flesh.
His appearance was so inhuman it seemed he might be an artificial being.
Upon seeing this figure, our Imperial Army commander unconsciously muttered.
“The Tyrant….”
The moment I heard that epithet.
I too could discern the identity of that man.
“The Chronion Lord.”
The king of Tyranny Nation, of Cronion itself.
That was the true identity of this man.
Yet his condition appeared far from sound.
His body had been so thoroughly modified it resembled an artificial being, and he laughed as though consumed by madness.
As if his sanity had already fled.
“Lament! It is all my fault! Had I been wiser, had my soldiers been stronger! Then I could have obeyed that great one’s commands!”
From atop the highest spire the Mechanical City now possessed.
The Chronion Lord, shrieking as though bereft of reason, tore at his own hair in anguish.
“But rejoice! I have found your purpose! Together with me, with this body! A way to serve that great one has come to me!”
Kuguguguuu!
The trembling of the Mechanical City intensified.
“I! Your sovereign! This body! Shall guide you all toward the path of glorious new humanity!”
Then, from the iron walls of the quaking Mechanical City.
“We shall all be together with that great one!”
Thousands upon thousands of iron spikes erupted forth.
Whoooosh!
I pierced through every last Cronion soldier and mechanical weapon.
While everyone—myself included and every Imperial soldier—stood frozen by the shocking sight.
The Iron Wall dragged the Cronion forces it had skewered all the way back to itself.
Then the soldiers and mechanical weapons clinging to the Iron Wall.
Whiiiiiirrrr!
With an unsettling sound, they began to be absorbed into the Iron Wall.
Though we had been winning, the entire Cronion military force that had looked so formidable vanished from the battlefield in an instant.
Immediately after.
“T-the Mechanical City!”
“The Mechanical City is moving!”
“The Mechanical City is rising up!”
The Mechanical City began to rise.
This was no metaphor.
The Iron Wall ascended, axles rotated, gears spun, and metallic clanking sounds—utterly out of place in the fantasy world of Second—echoed across the battlefield.
Then.
“What in the…”
“No, this can’t be real…”
“What is that?”
It began to reconfigure itself.
Starting with the Iron Wall splitting open, the various structures within the Mechanical City were reconstructed.
What emerged was the complete form of a giant.
A colossal mechanical giant composed entirely of the Mechanical City itself spread its arms wide as it looked down upon the Imperial Army.
Clank.
Joints across its entire body opened.
Hisssssss!
Purple vapor began to pour forth.
Just by seeing that purple vapor, I could tell.
That creature was.
‘An Evil God.’
The Evil God I would face this time.
I couldn’t quite recall its name, but based on my deduction…
“The Purple Mechanical God.”
That had to be it.
It was an Evil God I hadn’t encountered during First, and it seemed likely that it was born from the malice befitting both the mechanical civilization that comprised Cronion and the name Tyranny Nation.
Well, regardless of how it came to exist, it didn’t matter.
Either way, it would fall here.
“Kahahahahaha! I—we—this body! And all of us have become one with that being! A new humanity! No, we ourselves have become the very gods of a new era!”
The mechanical giant.
Atop the head of the Purple Mechanical God.
I could see someone’s upper body mounted on the forehead of the massive mechanical entity.
It was none other than the Chronion Lord.
I wasn’t sure how it happened, but it appeared he had successfully achieved a complete fusion with the colossal Evil God.
“Worship me! I grant all of you the opportunity to become dust of divinity! Bow your heads and await your moment!”
The creature, now completely fused with the Evil God, roared loudly as if speaking on behalf of the Evil God itself.
While the Imperial Army and the players stood in bewilderment, unsure of what to do.
“As expected.”
I smiled and drove Hellfire toward the Evil God.
If the Evil God hadn’t appeared, all my carefully laid plans would have come to nothing.
Fortunately, the Evil God appeared at precisely the right moment.
And so, I immediately set my “plan” into motion.
“Luke, let’s go.”
– Yes, Master.
Luke, now merged with Hellfire as I commanded, opened his maw wide.
[ Dragon Fear ]
A roar erupted forth.
“How dare you! You’ve stolen my dragon! And now it attacks me with my own beast! Did you truly believe that even the dragon of that one could make its roar effective against me?”
But the roar had no effect on the Evil God.
A roar powerful enough to instantly detonate nearby mechanical weapons when unleashed at close range.
It was regrettable that it didn’t work on the Evil God, but.
“Kraaang!”
“Shrieeek—!”
My target was never the Evil God in the first place.
It would have been nice if the roar worked, but I hadn’t expected Hellfire’s roar to be effective against the Evil God anyway.
What I aimed for were the mechanical weapons I had awakened.
Upon hearing the roar, the eyes of the mechanical weapons blazed with Black Flame even more intensely as they surged toward the Evil God.
“Kneel!”
The Lord’s cry followed.
It seemed to be an attempt to detonate or seize control of all my mechanical weapons, but.
“Kraaaang!”
“What?!”
The cry had no effect.
My mechanical weapons ignored the Lord’s command and charged toward the Evil God.
The reason was simple.
I had completely rewritten the formulas of all my mechanical weapons to prevent them from being affected by abilities similar to Hellfire’s roar.
My mechanical weapons were no longer purely mechanical—they had been modified to function as magical mechanical weapons, allowing them to move through magical power even if some mechanical components were damaged.
And then.
[ Dark Flame ]
Whoooosh!
“Kraaaaaaagh!”
Luke, merged with Hellfire, unleashed a devastating breath attack.
Even for an Evil God, contending with Black Flame proved formidable.
Though it raised both arms to block the dark flames, the appendages were slowly melting where the dark flames made contact.
Yet the damage remained manageable.
Truly, an Evil God.
Defeating it with dark flames alone would be impossible.
Regardless.
Hellfire pressed forward relentlessly.
Crack!
It seized the Evil God’s throat and coiled around its body.

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