The Swords I Raised Are Too Strong - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72. Reunion (2)
[Mystery].
The secret to humanity’s survival.
A radiant five-colored metal that grants wishes—Mystery possesses multiple applications.
“I beseech thee, I beseech thee! I beseech thee in the name of Jesus! Grant us rain!!!”
The first method: prayer-based.
The most primitive application of Mystery.
Dependent on fortune, it frequently misfires, and the manifestation lacks specificity.
When one recognizes a deity with profound faith and offers a prayer, the success rate improves somewhat—which is why survivors from third-world nations or extinct countries are invariably Christian or Catholic.
“This circuit possesses the function of repelling erosion….”
The second method: engraving-based.
A technique wherein patterns are carved into the Mystery metal itself to grant specialized functions.
Crafting-class Awakeners who endure trials acquire the skill of ‘engraved Mystery processing’.
Fortunately, this technique can be ‘transmitted’.
In other words, ordinary people can learn and replicate it similarly.
[Youth Aspiration Career Rankings]
1. World Tuber
2. Mystery Technician
3. Awakener
4. Patriot
Confidently claiming the second position in future career aspirations, it can be considered the modern-day semiconductor developer.
“If one efficiently processes the metal itself and carves circuits within….”
The third method: technology-based.
The most advanced processing method in existence, representing the pinnacle of modern technology.
It is created through collaboration between Awakeners capable of processing Mystery’s form and technicians able to engrave patterns onto the processed Mystery.
This is where the true realm of ‘the metal that grants wishes’ begins.
The [Pollution Collector]—floating in the sky, absorbing atmospheric pollution originating from the Amazon.
The [Ocean Generator]—restoring portions of the darkened sea to Earth’s original environmental state.
These belong to the technology-based Mystery category.
Universal metal.
Moreover, it possesses infinite expandability.
Such as the [Lie Detector] installed beside the guillotine in Gwanghwamun Plaza, or the [Inter-nation Travel Portal] utilizing the Spirit Realm.
When one establishes a concrete ‘purpose’ and achieves processing suited to it, true wishes are realized.
Yet there exists another pinnacle field within this domain—.
Energy.
Converting the power contained within Mystery itself into ‘energy’.
This demonstrates the greatest efficiency.
Mystery energy technology is South Korea’s specialized field.
Particularly in the electrical sector.
[Patriot Energy Special Act.]
With one hundred percent of the nation driving electric vehicles and all energy sourced from electricity, our government stands unrivaled in the world when it comes to converting mysteries into electrical power.
Countries like the United States still rely on oil and nuclear energy, so they cannot match Korea in this regard.
Beyond that, there exists one additional method of utilizing mysteries….
“Equivalent exchange.”
Only those who possess [Territory], like myself, can employ this method.
The Underground Bunker beneath Gwanghwamun Plaza.
The Church in the Grand Canyon of the United States.
Perhaps the Buckingham Palace of the fallen Great Britain Empire serves a similar function as well.
It is estimated that at least one such [Territory] exists in each nation across the world.
‘I will transform Pyongyang into my own land.’
That’s right.
Now I intend to alter my territory using [mysteries].
Whoosh!
[Held Mysteries: 1,000kg]
The moment I contemplate territory, a System Message naturally materializes before my eyes.
An intuitive understanding of its usage begins to form in my mind.
‘An amount of [mysteries] proportional to what I wish to transform will be consumed, and the territory will change.’
There is no need to deliberate over what to alter.
Haven’t I already been assigned a Quest?
What I am to manifest is essentially predetermined.
1. The growth of the World Tree.
2. The Imperial Palace of the Ruzbella Empire.
The World Tree’s growth can be sufficiently achieved by absorbing North Korea’s contamination.
The World Tree is a mad tree that shows no pickiness and transforms everything into ‘nourishment’.
The only matter I need concern myself with is the second—the Ruzbella Empire’s palace….
“Will I be able to manifest it?”
The Fifth Sword, Iris Ruzbella.
The Ruzbella Empire is her homeland.
It is a nation that existed in every cycle, even after Iris witnessed the world’s end and vanished.
It was undoubtedly one of the greatest powers of the Sword Raising.
⦗That desolate palace where the girl once lived….⦘
Iris spoke thus, her voice tinged with regret.
At that solemn tone, even the other Swords chose silence.
I too listened without emotion.
⦗I have always regretted that the Imperial Palace disappeared.⦘
She had slain the entirety of the world and achieved a happy ending, yet one wish remained unfulfilled.
“Sword, how I wish you and she could sit upon the throne together and share in this sight.”
Gazing upon the world crumbling perfectly, Iris had spoken thus.
Iris, stripped of her imperial status and abandoned at a tender age merely for possessing the Heavenly Killing Star.
In that final moment, she had wished to don the imperial crown in that desolate palace and ascend the throne alongside the Sword.
The Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace, once crumbled beneath the tendrils of foreign influence.
Even I felt my chest tighten at the memories of those days.
Even if I were to return to the past, restoring the Imperial Palace would be a distant dream.
But…
“Now I can achieve that dream here on Earth.”
The dream my Swords could not fulfill will now be realized on Earth.
Despite my bold proclamation, Iris Ruzbella seemed troubled about something.
After hesitating for a long while, she asked.
⦗Would it be permissible to establish a fortress bearing the young lady’s name within your territory, my lord?⦘
Was it because I was the Sword Master?
Or was it the influence of my Sword Master’s Authority?
Somehow, as time passed, my Swords seemed to respect and treat me with increasing deference.
Almost excessively so.
“Iris, my territory will continue to expand. And I intend to share that land with all of you.”
Living together with my Swords on a peaceful Earth.
Isn’t that a utopia?
Iris Ruzbella’s Imperial Palace, Muratan’s Blacksmith’s Forge, Yulia’s palace, Reinhardt’s infinite closed training ground—
I will manifest them all.
The two Swords who have yet to awaken as well.
In any case, the beginning would be—
The Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace.
I declared my will to reshape my territory.
Then…
Whoosh!
[Required Mystery: 100,000kg]
An absurd demand appeared.
However, I was unbothered.
Would I, the Sword Master, yield to this?
Didn’t I have many people to turn to for help?
The Patriot…
I first recalled the Patriot’s counsel.
He had given me several pieces of advice before I entered the Tower.
“Junior, first you have to pray desperately and earnestly. I started by tempering Mystery through prayer meta, right from the beginning.”
The Patriot’s approach involved praying to King Sejong and Grandfather Dangun to protect Korea while infusing his will into Mystery.
“Then the entire government stepped in and processed the Mystery at ultra-fine precision.”
The government, as a whole, efficiently processed all Mystery and brought it as close as possible to the conditions the Patriot desired.
That process took years, needless to say.
“By ultra-ultra-ultra-processing Mystery and performing equivalent exchange, the exchange rate plummets!”
Finally, following the law of equivalent exchange, he reshaped Gwanghwamun Plaza.
At least, I understood the efficiency of it.
But I don’t want to spend years on this.
‘I must grow as strong as possible before the Great Wall of China disappears.’
The Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace.
It’s called a fortress, but it’s essentially a massive metropolis.
There’s a magic tower, knight training grounds, and all manner of otherworldly resources packed within.
If I just developed the fortress alone, I could physically cultivate an army of one hundred thousand soldiers.
‘Though I do know someone with a better method….’
I recalled the being who had wielded the most mysteries on Earth.
Jesus, who had converted the entire Grand Canyon into a Church and constructed countless mini-churches throughout the United States, turning the entire nation into a purified zone.
They say those who’ve spent money before know how to spend it well, don’t they?
The same should apply to mysteries.
“A―men.”
I prayed.
And Jesus answered my prayer.
Ziiing——.
The air splits apart in the shape of a cross.
From within emerges Jesus with dark skin, wearing a pink crown of thorns.
“Oh, brother.”
He smiles brightly at me.
Then he catches sight of the seed behind me and trembles with alarm.
“W-why did you plant that horrifying tree?”
Even Jesus seemed to know of the World Tree’s grotesqueness.
* * *
“Brother… do you truly believe you can control that tree? It is nothing but the remnant of Satan’s demon!!!”
The World Tree, now purified and gleaming with vibrant green.
To any observer, it appeared as a harmless seedling.
But—.
“Even that verdant hue is surely Satan’s work to seduce humanity!”
Jesus saw through the World Tree.
He spoke thus.
“My follower and brother Shin Si-woo. I, Jesus Christ, shall warn you.”
His gaze transforms.
The cheerful tone of Jesus grows grave and solemn.
The One God of humanity warned me directly, defining the World Tree.
“That tree of Satan’s demon was born from hundreds of millions of deaths.”
Jesus perceived the World Tree’s true nature.
Despite knowing nothing of my trials, he clearly and specifically comprehended what the World Tree truly was.
“Moreover, the worlds where that tree of Satan’s demon existed have faced countless destructions.”
An indescribable, colossal power surges before my eyes.
This is the first time I have witnessed the authority of Jesus, an EX-rank being and the One God of humanity, manifest with such overwhelming force.
When Jesus first came to find me parting the seas, he had not displayed such overwhelming power.
Yet before the World Tree, he unleashed a force of terrifying magnitude.
Boom————!!!
The world itself seemed to sink.
As if only the one true God Jesus and I existed in all creation.
Jesus spoke to me, radiating an oppressive presence that dominated all existence.
“I, Jesus Christ, have witnessed all.”
Tears streamed down his face as he gazed upon me.
His eyes pierced through both me and the World Tree, reading past and present, comprehending everything.
“My brother Shin Si-woo, you have endured countless worlds crumbling to ruin. What unimaginable suffering you must have borne.”
Jesus had glimpsed my trials, the world I shared with the Swords.
He had witnessed what the World Tree truly was within those endless cycles.
“Only the world in which you, my brother Shin Si-woo, achieved victory remains whole and intact.”
Throughout that endless ordeal of mine.
“That satanic demon tree was the wall that blocked you, the calamity that plagued you, the vile entity that plunged the world into suffering.”
He seemed ready to declare holy war on the spot and seize the World Tree to end its existence.
His aura grew more ferocious.
Yet I am in a position where I must nurture the World Tree.
For the sake of my Swords.
“It will grow stronger, so please don’t worry.”
I spoke to Jesus with measured calm.
Why else would I stand here as a transcendent being?
“The World Tree is already something I have overcome. And my trials as well.”
Jesus regarded me and the World Tree in turn, his expression conflicted.
Then slowly, he nodded.
“Brother, the World Tree already manifests across the globe in various forms—as trials or other incarnations.”
Perhaps they were remnants born from hundreds of millions of deaths—[Fragments of the World Tree].
If that were the case, wouldn’t it be fortunate for me?
“My Swords are quite fond of the World Tree. If one ever appears in the United States, please let me know.”
“I was being overly cautious, wasn’t I? Standing before a brother who will reach my station—or perhaps even surpass it.”
Jesus smiled brightly and nodded.
Then he spread his arms wide and approached me.
The compassionate embrace of Jesus, embracing all mankind.
Squeeze!
At his somewhat burdensome embrace, I felt my brow furrow slightly.
“Brother, much like you, I cannot take a lover. I thought accepting an embrace like this was a duty to my flock.”
Just as the Saint Yulia does.
Jesus too seems to bear something like a ‘vow of chastity.’
I’m not sure how that functions, though.
‘How unfortunate….’
A slight unease settled over me.
I recited my reasons for praying to Jesus, hoping to clear the air.
“I need assistance in altering territory.”
After hearing my detailed explanation, Jesus tilted his head curiously.
“Brother, haven’t you already achieved considerable alterations through the Swords?”
Jesus resolved my problem with remarkable ease and simplicity.
“The Fortress of Invulnerability itself is no longer of Earth’s making.”
He provided concrete examples, offering specific advice on how to minimize time expenditure and lower the exchange rate of equivalent exchange.
When Jesus constructed the Church, he actively leveraged “mergers and acquisitions” to increase the efficiency of alteration.
In other words, he absorbed every church and cathedral existing within the United States, thereby lowering the mystical exchange rate.
“Brother, if you use things with similar concepts as mediums, the exchange rate for alteration decreases.”
I could likewise lower the exchange rate by utilizing the Fortress of Invulnerability.
If I constructed countless things from the world where the Swords once lived using Muratan and offered them as payment, the consumption of mystical energy would plummet dramatically.
Following Jesus’s counsel, I altered the conditions for alteration.
‘Overlay the Ruzbella Empire’s Imperial Palace atop the Fortress of Invulnerability.’
And then….
Whoosh!
[Required Mystical Energy: 5,000kg]
The requirement had plummeted from 100,000 to 5,000.
An absolutely absurd ratio.
‘I currently possess 1,000kg of mystical energy.’
I had other means to secure the remaining 4,000kg.
I could request it from the government, but—.
‘The Fated Saint, Im Ji-ah.’
The mystical bracelet I already possessed.
I invested it in Im Ji-ah.
Under the guise of a wager.
She was a gambling prodigy capable of multiplying mystical energy hundredfold.
If necessary, couldn’t I ensure my own victory?
‘I can obtain the mystical energy itself.’
Yet 5,000kg remained overwhelming.
For merely a single fortress, this much.
Then how much had Jesus sacrificed in churches?
“During the period when the Patriot was actively conducting anti-American activities, he once attempted to eliminate every church in Korea.”
At that time, America purchased them at a bargain price.
Korea’s land was small, yet its number of churches exceeded America’s, proving immensely helpful, or so I heard….
“I never imagined the Patriot’s Korea would become an ally. This is all thanks to you, Brother.”
“Isn’t this all for the sake of us living well together?”
I smiled and reciprocated his gratitude.
Korea, America, Japan—and beyond, the World Alliance.
Isn’t all of this for the sake of humanity’s survival?
“Humanity… humanity…”
Jesus gazed upward, his expression turbulent.
“Brother, it would be wise for you to know this in advance.”
A cross materialized within his pupils.
A gaze so piercing, as though seeing through the very fabric of reality itself.
Zzzzzzzzzzz———.
An aura far more intense than before washed over me.
It was as powerful as that moment when my blades had cooperated to shatter the [Fragment of Negation]—a greatsword whose name I never learned.
A power that transcended transcendence itself, worthy of being called “absolute.”
Though it lasted but an instant, such authority had undeniably manifested.
And what was the result?
Srrrrk———.
The heavens split asunder.
The atmospheric pollution, the clouds—all of it.
The flying monsters and the Gates suspended in the sky, everything.
The [Dimensional Barrier] that enveloped Earth trembled above the heavens.
Beyond it, a boundless cosmos unfurled, and beyond the cosmos, stars glittered brilliantly while the Milky Way flowed endlessly.
Jesus’s eyes showed me all of this simultaneously.
I glimpsed that overwhelming perception, swam through an immense ocean of information, and grasped why Jesus was revealing this sight to me.
‘That person is…’
There was a man.
A man drifting alone through the cosmos.
One who had set the world ablaze when I was a child.
But after his awakening, he had committed madness in the name of sending humanity to space, only to be exiled by Jesus.
“Elon will return,” Jesus said.
Jesus spoke these words.
A mad entrepreneur, an Awakener, and a Transcendent all in one.
He had committed horrific experiments within the United States before Jesus discovered him and sentenced him to exile.
That Elon Musk would return.
“It is America’s choice in order to fight China.”

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