[Translator - Jjescus]
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Chapter 155
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The Strategist VII
9
The only way to counter a nuclear bomb was with another nuclear bomb.
And so, nations that possessed nuclear weapons naturally refrained from using them against each other. Nuclear war was something that only appeared in fictional apocalyptic stories where the world had already been destroyed.
The situation was similar for the Alien gods.
Alien god-level anomalies rarely clashed directly. After all, unless one was a fan of bleak stories driven by tragedy, there was no reason to dive headfirst into a mutually destructive fate.
- Kya ha ha ha ha ha
But this world was indeed an apocalyptic world where everything had been destroyed, and it just so happened to be the temple of a Alien god who ruled over all creative works.
Thus, Endless Hell descended.
It was a confrontation between Alien gods. It was like a death match between nuclear-armed nations.
- Kya ha ha ha ha ha kya kya ha.
- Did you miss me?
Every time Cheon Yohwa's lips moved, an eerie laughter echoed from all directions.
The world of low-quality noise spread by the [Administrator of All Things Playful] was being devoured by Endless Hell, who had been released from the seal of the hourglass.
The two Alien gods began to clash over control of the world.
["The Administrator of All Things Playful" announces that a critical bug has been discovered on this server.]
It seemed that The Admin of All-Play was caught off guard by the unexpected situation.
It was as if a game administrator, expecting a simple user conference, suddenly found the CEO of a rival company taking the microphone and declaring, "Your company's game is a disaster," in front of everyone. It was an outrageous breach of business ethics!
Flutter, flutter.
The main body of The Admin of All-Play, a blue butterfly, began to flap its wings frantically.
It flew around, seemingly taking in its surroundings. Then, it realized that there were hundreds of magical girls who followed it gathered here.
"What, what's this? What on earth is going on...?"
"Isn't the event already starting?"
The magical girls were confused. From their perspective, chaos had suddenly erupted.
The blue butterfly decided to use them.
["The Administrator of All Things Playful" declares the monster summoned here as a target for extermination.]
[The name of the boss monster is Endless Hell. It has descended by taking over the body of Cheon Yohwa, the student council president of Baekhwa Girls' High School.]
[Endless Hell seeks to destroy the world. Stop Endless Hell.]
[A huge reward awaits the user who successfully defeats this boss monster.]
[Temporary buffs will be granted to characters participating in the raid.]
Whoosh-
A light radiating from the blue butterfly enveloped the magical girls. It was an easily recognizable buff effect.
The magical girls shouted.
"See, I told you! It's an event!"
"That over there is the monster!"
With the game administrator clearly distinguishing between friend and foe by declaring "That's a monster," the magical girls' confusion noticeably subsided.
"Attack! Everyone, attack!"
"But it's Cheon Yohwa――"
"You idiot! They said the monster took over her body!"
Urrrr.
Some of the magical girls formed ranks, while others rushed wildly towards Cheon Yohwa.
They were a disorganized mob, but they were still awakened beings who had received a buff from a Alien god. They must have been experiencing a level-up effect beyond comparison to before.
Despite the wave of hundreds of humans rushing towards her, Cheon Yohwa's lips only curled into a relaxed smirk.
"Ah ha."
- Ah ha.
The mocking laughter spilled out simultaneously from Cheon Yohwa's lips and within Endless Hell's domain.
Click.
Cheon Yohwa lightly clicked her tongue. Click, click, click. The surrounding scenery, already tainted by Endless Hell's domain, echoed the sound repeatedly.
"Huh?"
[‘The Admin of All-Play’ points out that Endless Hell was originally intended to be a boss monster. The act of sealing the monster and summoning it into a neutral area is causing severe harm to other players.]
[The Alien god keeps mumbling something. Just ignore its desperate ramblings.]
The voices of the humans and the Alien god alternated as they flowed into our minds.
[‘The Admin of All-Play’ claims that they do not threaten humans. On the contrary, their game server offers rapid growth to humans.]
[Ah. Now they’re even trying to negotiate. This is a pattern I haven’t seen before, but Alien gods usually don’t fight unless it’s a decisive moment. They can devour the world just by staying still.]
[‘The Admin of All-Play’ offers valuable items to the characters named ‘Oh Dokseo’ and ‘Cheon Yohwa.’]
[Of course, we reject the offer here.]
[‘The Admin of All-Play’ warns that only a handful of people cannot possibly overwhelm them.]
I looked at Cheon Yohwa.
“Yohwa, release it.”
“Yes, Senior!”
Click.
Cheon Yohwa eagerly opened the trunk she had prepared.
Inside the bag, which was configured as a subspace, were 99 hourglass-shaped glass bottles.
“Baekhwa Girls’ High! Everyone, gather!”
Clang!
Cheon Yohwa overturned the trunk, smashing all the glass bottles with her aura.
99 ghosts were unleashed.
If ‘Human Cheon Yohwa’ was the student council president of Baekhwa Girls’ High, then ‘Alien god Cheon Yohwa’ was also the student council president of Baekhwa Girls’ High.
At the call of their leader, a parade of spirits appeared.
- Hee, hee, hee, hee.
- Do you want red paper? Or blue paper?
- Snore... Snore... Snore...
Phantom spirits, Hinako spirits, Kokkuri spirits, school broadcast spirits, and so on.
Their visuals were a bit bizarre, but this was still an ‘assemble’ moment. The tide of battle turned in an instant.
[.......]
[‘The Admin of All-Play’ determines that further negotiation is meaningless.]
[Exclusion.]
And then.
For the first time, after 593 turns, I finally witnessed the combat power of ‘The Admin of All-Play,’ who fought without holding back.
How would they attack?
As I prepared myself, the inorganic voice of the Alien god echoed in my mind.
[‘The Admin of All-Play’ points out that Endless Hell was originally an enemy that became an ally.]
[The ‘strong as an enemy but weak as an ally’ cliché is activated.]
“Huh?”
Crackle!
As soon as the Alien god finished speaking, the low-quality noise zone expanded to the horizon.
It happened in an instant. Just one second ago, Endless Hell’s colorful zone was fighting back, but The Admin of All-Play’s zone engulfed the world, paying no mind.
Under the sky quickly covered in noise, the ghosts of Baekhwa Girls’ High began to distort.
Crackle. Crackle—.
The ghosts, who had materialized in the real world, started to deteriorate in quality. From AAA game graphics, to VR game graphics, to 32-bit, and then to 16-bit.
“Eh? Uh-oh? Ah, Senior, what should we do...?”
Beside me, Cheon Yohwa panicked.
For some reason, perhaps just a hunch, Cheon Yohwa’s face strongly reminded me of ‘Vegeta.’
“I suddenly feel like I’ve gotten a lot weaker...?”
“......”
Indeed.
At that moment, I realized what [The Admin of All-Play’s] true power was.
Cliché manipulation.
The ability to pull out any cliché from a fictional work whenever they want.
And by using these clichés, they could literally manipulate the world itself.
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