Chapter 190

Final Battle (1)

In conclusion, it was a waste of time to knock down each of them in that way since the probability wasn’t fixed. If the option were manipulated while it was still undecided whether it’s a lose or win, any effort would be wasted.

I was lost in thought.

‘However, there’s a rule that won’t change. There indeed exists fragments of a god among those objects.’

The probability of the fragments’ location continued to be distorted, but the proposition that it existed wasn’t undermined.

It’s inevitable. If it touched even the probability of the fragment existing, everything in the dimension would cease to exist.

I made a decision after contemplating for a bit.

‘There is no need to think too deeply about it. Sometimes a simple foolish method works best.’

Thinking so, I exuded the power of each divinity that I was blessed with earlier on.

First off, Magic.

I created countless clones around me through the power of the magic god Igras-Sho, but they were only fake bodies formed by Mana and didn’t contain life. I couldn’t project various divine power into them either.

Hence, I then mixed another force- Life.

All of my clones breathed awake, a life temporarily granted to them. However, since they didn’t have a separate ego, it was awkward to call them clones. Technically, it was more accurate to say that the number of my limbs had increased.

And the last hurdle to overcome had come.

The crystals of light were still proliferating indefinitely. That was because, among the probability of whether another option existed or not, all laws were tilted toward the former.

And the source of that ability was the deity, Ramang-Schitre. If so, I could use the same method as well.

Finally, I mixed the power of another god- Luck.

Swoosh!

The life-bearing clones then began to reproduce as they multiplied infinitely. It was only possible in that space since it ignored the laws of physics.

Multitudes of clones stood before every white-lighted option as directed.

‘Now, then!’

I raised my hand, my sword still in hand.

All of my clones also held a Holy Sword, thanks to the god of war’s power.

Thinking about it at the time, the crystals of light were increasing, and the number of clones was also multiplying. Since my existence wasn’t fixed but rather a flux in that space, it increased infinitely and radiated to the positive direction simultaneously. Such a concept couldn’t exist in reality.

‘If there is a concept to stretch out to infinity… the method of returning the term to zero is simple.’

All I had to do was take the infinity out of the equation.

Shhhh!

I swung down.

And that same swing was reproduced in countless numbers.

Space split along an infinitely increasing trajectory. The crystals of light turned into eggs, then their shells broke. One of them had to be a fragment of the god.

‘It worked!’

With only one swing-

The options that had been proliferating without end were completely extinguished.

Soon after, I withdrew all my clones and looked at the dark air. In that space, the colony of starlights, which flowed by increasing its numbers, had disappeared.

There was only one sparkle in the center.

‘The fragment of the god!’

The eggshell that had already been broken was nowhere to be found. As I got closer, I realized its unique nature.

‘The fragment this time is not a substance. It’s a concept.’

The god of Life said that Luck was banished from the valley of convergence.

Suppose all events in the world were classified as 1 and 0, and the probability of occurrence was left to coincidence. In that case, the resulting frequency of occurrence of individual events should’ve converged to 50:50.

But so far, the concept had been applied distortedly in the material world. And it was limited to certain cases.

I tried to understand the concept permeating my head.

‘Even if the mortals move with intentions and plans, it can’t be helped that there will be various coincidences involved in every event in the universe. But what if the probability of such accidental events was twisted?’

Instead of throwing the dice in a completely random mess, the surface was cleverly carved and made to be tilted.

The direction and intention were…

‘for the increase of the chance of every existence at the end of the material world to be destroyed by the void!’

Despite the successor’s existence, the world had been manipulated for the result of events piling up like the butterfly effect over a long time to point toward destruction.

That’s the aftermath of Ramang-Schitre’s loss of a fragment.

However-

‘Great being, Luck. I dedicate this to you.’

I prayed to the god.

The fragment without a clear shape then revealed the concept itself from the realm of cognition. The fragment formed with my logic as the material looked like a scale tilted to one side.

And the moment I decided to dedicate it to Luck. I saw the tilted scale drawing parallels again. At that moment, holy whispers filled with shudders flowed in my head. Just as magic, war, and life had received it earlier, it was a mental wave full of joy.

At the same time, I felt the world’s change through my skin.

‘This time, there wouldn’t be dramatic changes that everybody would notice right away except for the priests.’

However, if they observed it over time, they would see an evident change.

If the axis were tilted even slightly, the results would change drastically. It was hard to notice at the starting point, but the influence would increase dramatically in the long run.

The god whispered to me while I was thinking so.

– Noble mortal belonging to the state of a half-god, I grant you my most glorious blessing.

At the moment it declared so, intense power flowed into my soul.

“This is similar to when ‘Rom’ placed an item on my soul. No, it’s more intense than it was then…!”

After a while, looking at the god’s traces filling inside me, I found out what Ramang-Schitre had gifted me.

‘He has completely recovered the power to intervene with the probability!’

If the twisted divine power manipulated everything in an unfavorable direction, the opposite was possible too.

– Extreme luck will follow in all your actions. The recoil towards convergence will only be received and handled by me, so you are free to enjoy it.

To put it simply…

I was going to be incredibly lucky from that point on.

As the god saw me out, once again showing its gratitude, I was pushed beyond its space.

“Gasp, Mr. Seo Jin-Wook the Awakened has returned!”

The surrounding scenery changed, and I saw the commander who was talking with me until my entry.

But he had a very confused look.

‘Are there no priest of Ramang-Schitre nearby? That’s why they’re unaware of what happened to the fragment.’

They seemed to be worried that I might have failed because I came out too fast.

I reassured him.

“Don’t worry. The fragment was properly dedicated to the god of luck.”

“… Ah! Yes, I thought so. You couldn’t have failed.”

But the reason why he was so sure was unexpected.

The commander looked at my face as if he’s possessed.

“This… How holy!”

“What?”

In a state of bewilderment, other Awakened beings around him also came into view.

‘What? What’s wrong with everyone?’

Instead of fatigue and despair, other emotions bloomed on their faces.

They exhibited a state of being overwhelmed by divinity, by holiness.

“A-a halo… I see a halo behind Mr. Seo Jin-Wook!”

“?!”

He seemed to have implied that instead of flash enough to be photographed, a noble light felt by their hearts was flowing out from me.

‘It wasn’t up to this level in the previous dedication ceremony?!’

Though already blessed by four gods, it was too dramatic a change from the fourth.

‘Has luck applied in the process of increasing the half-god’s state?’

Regardless, I had a question to ask, but I suppressed my divine power because there was no way any conversation could be held while the aliens were so distracted. Their facial expressions soon calmed down a bit.

“Can I get in touch with the Union Headquarters right now? I will need to check the situation.”

“Oh, yes! Actually, they had been waiting to hear from you as well.”

And I heard a story I had been expecting when I faced Bachurka over the video.

“So, that happened in the end.”

All-out war was approaching.

*

After time had gone by, the following was what the Union members expected when the war finally began:

Even if the Adgon were the oldest civilization in the Union, they would not win against all other races. Hence, the war would be over soon.

However, the situation that followed betrayed such expectations.

“I mean, it’s already been three months. What’s the Union headquarters thinking? What about the damage on the Adgons?”

“They say it’s about the same as the allies. But the problem is that the number of Adgons’ troops being deployed is not decreasing.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Everyone was underestimating the Adgons’ potential. At first, they laughed at them as if it’s pouring water into a sieve… but it turned out to be a magical reservoir that doesn’t have a bottom. How the hell did they keep that kind of force and hide it?”

The Adgon species’ potential was also a factor, but the slow war’s decisive reason was the limited supply route.

Adgons took control of all the dungeon gates on the planet where the last fragment was believed to be hidden. Therefore, the route of sending large numbers of allies to that dimension was very limited, just like the assault before.

Considering the scale that needed to be sent, building a base on a remote planet at that dimension was inevitable, as Bachurka had planned during the assault. Still, then the Adgons’ spaceships would flock in to bombard the construction site. Setting up the base alone took a long time.

It was around that time that the Union Headquarters summoned me.

“Mr. Seo Jin-Wook, it’s been a long time since I’ve last seen… What?!”

They met me in the conference room where things such as a divinity detector were kept away, perhaps since they had heard things about me in advance.

However, as soon as I appeared, the expressions of the supreme commissioners changed dramatically. The following were their reactions even though I had suppressed the divine power to an extent.

“This is truly marvelous.”

“I’m not a priest, and I can’t handle divine power, but I can still feel the holy aura that’s flowing from Mr. Seo Jin-Wook’s body!”

After admiration and appraisal continued for a while, everyone sat down and moved on to the main topic.

“Like you, Mr. Seo Jin-Wook, know, the war is taking longer than expected. Hence, we changed our plans…”

Their explanation was within the expected range.

“You want to wage an all-out war on the dimension where a fragment of a god is sealed while also striking the Adgons’ origin dimension… in other words, their back.”

However, they would have prepared even more troops at their mother dimension based on basic war tactics alone, so it wasn’t easy to execute, let alone accomplish.

“First of all, it’s impossible to enter through the dungeon Gate. The Adgons strictly controls every Gate in that dimension.”

It meant that unlike the dimension with the fragment in it, there were no Gates left alone in the remote planet.

“Leaving only the Leap Tickets or the [Door to Hope] for approach, but that’s not a surefire way to success either.”

I was quite surprised by what they said next.

“They’ve laid a dimension distortion field throughout the mother planet?”

It took a lot of Mana Cores to activate such items. That’s why anyone could think of the idea, but it couldn’t be easily put into motion. What’s more, if they covered up a planet…

“The amount of cores they consume a day for the distortion field is expected to be more than three trillion in terms of Mana amount.”

Three trillion was the Core Mana amount that an Earth-like planet consumed for a year.

“It’s beyond amazing that it’s bizarre.”

“None of us knew what they really were. Would they have gotten that large amount of Cores through a normal dungeon exploration?”

The species had hidden a few secrets that no one had ever even smelled.

“Anyway, due to that reason, it has become hard to fight an all-out war at the Adgons’ origin dimension. That’s why we’re planning a small-scale terrorist attack.”

The target popped up in the hologram.

“We recently captured an Adgon commander in battle, and after questioning him, we found new information. @#%[email protected]# in their language, We learned of a being that is translated into the universal language as ‘the revelator.’“

He’s said to be like a spiritual leader and the one at the top of the Adgons’ political system.

“The respect and love that the Adgons send toward him are hard to understand. It’s more of religious worship.”

“It seems that if something wrong happens with him, the blow that the Adgon will take will be fatal.”

“It has also been assumed that this revelator is at the center of their behavior revolving around worshipping the System like a god…”

What they planned was simple.

I looked at them and replied.

“So we just have to knock down that pseudo-religionist who deifies the System?”

Bachurka affirmed.

“It’s best to take him hostage than kill him.”

I stroked my chin. Was I being asked to do a kidnapping that time around?