The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 354

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Chapter 354
Chapter 354
The “massive explosion” created when Mir’s mechanical weapons clung to the Evil God.
After that, the Imperial Army and players, emboldened, began their full-scale assault on the Evil God.
“Bring it down!”
“No matter how many there are, we outnumber them!”
“Don’t let those things interfere with Commander Mir!”
“We don’t need to destroy them! Just keep them from moving, and Mir will bring down the Evil God!”
First, those engaging the Evil God’s fragments drew attention.
The number of fragments scattered by the massive explosion was incalculable, and every single one rose as the Evil God’s subordinates.
Smaller fragments rose to roughly human size, while larger ones rose with proportionally massive bodies.
Since all these fragments fired guns with their entire bodies as weapons and triggered explosions,
even with numerical superiority pressing down on them, they were extraordinarily difficult to handle.
“Kyahahaha!”
Second were those attacking the Evil God alongside Mir.
The Evil God’s left arm, transformed into thousands of gun barrels, was incredibly threatening, but not enough to stop those of genuine skill.
In fact, several rankers and Pacheon Guild members were blocking or deflecting bullets, evading, and rushing forward to attack the Evil God.
And so,
Kwaaaaaaah!
The cannon fire shot from the Evil God’s right arm
reflected off Mir and struck the Evil God instead.
Had that barrage been directed at the Imperial Army, the casualties would have been catastrophic, yet he reflected an attack of that magnitude.
“The real monster isn’t this Evil God—it’s that bastard Mir, isn’t it?”
“I concur.”
“His gaming experience is far shorter than ours, yet he’s grown this strong… I was once called ‘divine’ myself, but this is humbling.”
A sight almost impossible to believe even while witnessing it directly.
But now was not the time to be distracted by Mir.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
“Dodge!”
The Evil God had to be conquered.
Blocking thousands of bullets the Evil God unleashed, evading the newly formed right arm’s chainsaw, I closed in on the Evil God.
And then I swung my weapon.
Clang!
“As tough as expected.”
“Well, its entire body is made of iron.”
The attack didn’t connect.
The Evil God’s defense was beyond my expectations.
I wanted to devise a strategy, but the relentless barrage of bullets left no room for thought.
Then.
“It’s gears.”
A voice reached my ears.
Its source was, naturally, Mir.
The moment Mir sent the Evil God’s right arm flying, he rushed forward and, upon seeing the Evil God’s condition, immediately identified its weakness.
“We must first stop the gears exposed by the explosion. Failing that, we need to jam weapons into the joints to lock them in place.”
“Jam weapons into it? Then what are we supposed to fight with….”
“This is a battlefield. Are there not weapons scattered all around us?”
The gears spinning within the Evil God’s body.
Or the folding joints characteristic of mechanical constructs.
We had to jam something—weapons, anything—into those mechanisms to halt its movement.
That was the crux of our strategy against the Evil God.
Hearing Mir’s explanation, the soldiers could only nod in agreement.
And then.
“We trust you!”
Whoosh!
Following Mir’s instructions, they began attacking the Evil God methodically.
* * *
The Evil God’s weakness was unknowable.
Even borrowing Luke’s dark vision, it was difficult to discern the state of affairs within those thick iron plates.
Besides, wasn’t this the first mechanical-type Evil God we’d encountered across both First and Second?
I possessed no knowledge of such an entity’s weaknesses.
‘In essence, it’s not fundamentally different from a golem.’
It was entirely possible to deduce its weaknesses by observing its form.
In that sense, this Evil God’s weakness was undoubtedly the joints—a weakness shared by all golem-type monsters.
And there was one more thing.
‘The gears.’
The gears within its body, exposed by the explosion.
Those were certainly a weakness as well.
Therefore.
“The gears.”
After informing the powerful warriors who had rushed toward the Evil God of its weaknesses.
I too moved to exploit the Evil God’s vulnerabilities.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
Thousands of bullets the Evil God unleashed.
– Activating skill ‘White Fish Swimming’.
I evade them using this mythic-grade movement skill and dash forward.
The closest target was admittedly the Evil God’s ankle, but since the others were already engaging it, there seemed little need for me to join in.
Therefore.
[ Arachne’s Footsteps ]
( Non-tradeable )
Type: Shoes
Rarity: Mythic
Requirements: Level 400 or higher, Agility 1,000 or above
Description: Shoes crafted from the claws of Arachne, who was once a genius weaver and artist before being cursed into a spider form by Athena’s wrath.
I switched into the new shoes.
Tap!
I ran vertically up the Evil God’s leg.
Thanks to the effect of Arachne’s Footsteps, I could dash up the Evil God’s body at an almost vertical angle.
And then I reached my first target.
The moment I arrived at the Evil God’s knee joint.
[ Stone Sword of Jagged Peaks ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Type: Sword
Rarity: Legendary
Thunk!
I drove the sufficiently durable weapon deep between the joint gaps.
– Activating skill ‘Black Insect Flash’.
I even unleashed a Mythic-tier attack skill to drive it deeper.
I thought I’d succeeded in immobilizing the knee’s movement.
Crack-crack-crack-crack!
As the Evil God moved its knee, the Stone Sword of Jagged Peaks lodged in the joint came under immense pressure.
Crunch.
Cracks began to form.
Unlike ordinary swords, the Stone Sword of Jagged Peaks was so durable that it even possessed defensive stats despite being a blade.
Yet even that stone sword couldn’t withstand the pressure and was fracturing.
Weak point or not, the Evil God’s strength was formidable beyond measure.
Had I been anyone else, I would have despaired watching my only weapon shatter.
[ Immortal Blade ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Type: Sword
Rarity: Epic
I calmly drew a new sword.
Thunk!
I simply drove it in right beside the stone sword.
And that wasn’t enough.
[ Steel Lance of the Valiant ]
[ Oath Sword ]
….
I wedged every weapon I deemed sufficiently durable into the joint.
After driving in the fifth weapon.
Grrrrind—.
The Evil God could no longer move its knee.
Satisfied with successfully sealing one knee joint, I climbed higher.
Though I did worry about what lay below.
‘The pressure at the joint is far stronger than I anticipated.’
The weapons I’d used were among my most durable arsenal.
Even embedding five of them was necessary to completely immobilize the joint.
What about the others?
Standard weapons would require ten, twenty strikes to halt a joint.
Otherwise, they’d simply shatter uselessly.
So I tried to warn the others.
“The pressure at the joints is far stronger than expected!”
“Ordinary weapons shatter instantly under the joint’s pressure!”
“Don’t use your primary weapons! Even primary weapons are useless if their durability is poor!”
“Prioritize quantity over quality! Gather weapons from the battlefield!”
“Drive them in all at once! One, two! Hnngh!”
Squelch!
Still, they were the Empire’s elite and Second’s top-ranked hunters, after all.
They grasped the caution I’d felt on their own and devised a method to immobilize the Evil God’s joints accordingly.
Unlike me, who’d embedded five sturdy weapons to halt the joints, they drove dozens of ordinary battlefield weapons in simultaneously to stop the Evil God’s joints.
‘No need to worry, then.’
It seemed I’d been underestimating the Empire’s elite and Second’s top rankers.
They’d climbed to this position by conquering Second’s formidable monsters, after all.
Handling this much was only natural.
With that, I ascended the Evil God’s body vertically using Arachne’s Footsteps, climbing without concern.
After running a short distance, I saw the iron plating on the thigh tear away, revealing gears turning beneath.
Immediately.
[ Guard Corps’ Protective Sword ]
[ Monster’s Fang ]
[ Colossal Iron Greatsword ]
[ Radiant Adamantine Spear ]
[ Dragon Steel Greatsword ]
Squelch!
I drew sturdy weapons and drove them into the gear’s seams.
Embedding five of them again, the gears ceased their rotation entirely.
Yet the power continued flowing relentlessly, forcing pressure into the gears.
Grrrk—
As a result, not only the gears but the connected shafts around them appeared to fracture.
A satisfying outcome.
Indeed, those gears were another weak point of the Evil God.
With that thought, I climbed the Evil God’s body once more.
Afterward, I continued jamming weapons into the Evil God’s critical joints and exposed gears, bringing each one to a complete halt.
“Drive them in!”
“Kyahahaha! I love watching it break piece by piece!”
“Here, we’ve brought weapons!”
“These aren’t battlefield weapons, are they?”
“They’re spare weapons from our Guild! Please use them freely!”
“Much appreciated!”
Below, they were performing admirably as well.
Dozens of powerful warriors joined forces to exploit the Evil God’s weaknesses.
The players were impressive, but the Knight Orders’ momentum was truly extraordinary.
The Black Shield Knights blocked all of the Evil God’s attacks, while Red Wolf and the Ash Dust Knight Order attacked the joints and gears.
Moving as one body with cooperation on an entirely different level than the players, they were systematically dismantling the Evil God.
Inspired by their display, the players themselves moved with even greater determination.
The lower body was being handled by them without issue.
Given that.
[ Black Iron Greatsword ]
[ Piercing Iron Spear ]
[ Bighorn’s Horn Spear ]
….
Squelch!
I took charge of the Evil God’s upper body, driving weapons into its joints and gears.
Of course, the Evil God wasn’t about to take this passively.
Beyond the guns mounted on both arms and the chainsaws attacking the surroundings.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!
Gun barrels protruding from across its entire body unleashed fire at everyone around me.
That wasn’t all.
From various points on its body, gears—no, sharp saw blades—spun and jutted outward.
The saw blades that suddenly erupted in my path were quite threatening.
However, they weren’t enough to stop me in my Black Flame Rampage state.
– Activating skill ‘Black Insect Flash’.
Squelch!
I continued my assault on the Evil God.
Then.
My blade reached the final critical point.
Thunk!
It pierced the Evil God’s neck joint.
“It’s over!”
Hearing the voice from below, it seemed the lower body’s assault was complete as well.
Unlike me, they appeared to have taken considerable damage from the Evil God, and the situation didn’t look ideal.
Yet the fact that they had completed their mission filled me with such reassurance.
I could have managed it alone, but ‘Black Flame Rampage’ wasn’t a state I could maintain indefinitely.
Grrrrrrk—.
The Evil God attempted to move, but movement was impossible.
Dozens, hundreds of solid weapons were embedded in every joint throughout its body.
The left arm that had fired like a machine gun no longer spewed bullets, and the circular saw that had rotated as if to grind everything to dust had ceased its spinning.
The lower body was completely immobilized, making it impossible to rise again, and even turning its head to assess the situation had become impossible.
“We’ve succeeded!”
“The Evil God is restrained!”
“Victory is ours!”
The moment the people below cried out in triumph.
“Giiiiiiiiiiiiik—!”
“Ugh!”
“Silence!”
“My eardrums….”
The Evil God opened its maw and emitted a grating metallic screech like nails dragging across a chalkboard.
Then.
“Uaaaaaaaaaagh—!!”
The one clinging atop the Evil God’s head.
The Chronion Lord, charred black and seemingly unconscious—dead, even—contorted grotesquely and shrieked.
Then, wreathed in ominous violet vapor and blazing like hellfire, he cried out.
“Why! Why do you refuse! We, I, this body, and that one extend our hand together! How can you refuse! How can you possibly refuse!”
I had thought he’d lost his mind, but his condition appeared far more severe than I’d imagined.
Whose consciousness was this, truly?
The Chronion Lord?
Or the violet mechanical deity?
Or had the consciousnesses of both entities already fused completely?
After that, the Lord—who had been spouting strange utterances as if devoid of reason—suddenly ceased all movement.
“Yes! That’s it! Is this the final end of mechanical civilization! The last of those who could not endure the splendor of a mechanical civilization laid waste by the overwhelming firepower of mechanical weapons!”
His violet eyes gleaming.
“The advent of apocalypse! Yes, that was my! Our! This body’s! That one’s role!”
Meeting my gaze.
“Excellent! I shall grant it to you! I, directly, to all of you! Together with this body! That one’s final end! A scorching explosion to rewind the world—!”
A grotesque.
And terrifying cry.
Watching the Evil God begin to gather power, seized by manic laughter.
Hearing his deranged shriek.
The people understood.
What the Evil God was about to do.
“M-mad!”
“It’s going to explode!”
“Self-destruct?”
“It’s an Evil God! If something that size detonates….”
“Run! Now!”
“Aaaaaaahhhhh!”
The violet mechanical Evil God that had appeared in the Eastern Region.
That very Evil God was now.
“…Damn it.”
preparing for self-destruction.

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