We Do Business In Full Auto [EN]: Chapter 188

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Half-Ruined World (2)

Are humans creatures of delusion after all?

I decided to record everything that happens here.

First, I’ll create a refuge.

This is to reveal that I never claimed to be a goddess if things go wrong. Of course, if things don’t go wrong?

I’ll sell the goddess at the moment of seizing power and usurp the emperor’s throne.

After that, I just need to purge the opposition by any means necessary.

‘Simple, isn’t it?’

Am I evil?

No.

It’s natural that there should be give and take, and there was no reason for me to use my power to help them for nothing.

In a way, this world had nothing to do with me, and my original purpose for coming here was to engage in interdimensional trade.

Of course, I also had a desire to seize the throne here.

For now, I’ll push forward as is, and once I’ve secured a certain level of power, it might not be a bad idea to reveal that I came from another dimension.

Everyone seemed to have finished eating, so I decided to leave this place. I can’t stay in this underground forever.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“A-Are you sure it’s okay?”

A small commotion arose.

Even though I had eliminated some of the Undead, it was obvious that they would pour out again from all over the city.

I understood their fear well enough.

Count Amon trembled and said,

“Lord Cheon-gun. Is it really okay?”

“It’ll be fine. I have a personal guard, so even if there are any of them, we can kill them without much trouble. We can’t stay here forever, can we?”

“That’s true.”

The people wore dark expressions.

They must be addicted to fear.

Isillian mustered courage.

“The Cheon-gun is with us!”

“Ooh!”

“So let’s be brave and go out!”

“Let’s do it!”

“The Cheon-gun is protecting us, so this is nothing!”

“Oh, and my name isn’t Cheon-gun, it’s Yuseong.”

“Yuseong?”

“Yes. Please call me Yuseong from now on.”

“Yes, Lord Yuseong!”

That was settled.

I didn’t directly mention Vivian, so this isn’t blasphemy. If problems arise with the clergy after seizing power, I can get out of it that way.

And people’s misunderstandings?

That’s what I wanted.

If I build up my power by calling myself a saint, I’ll be able to reach the throne.

Of course, I have capable advisors, so I’ll have to put my heads together with them and discuss it.

Count Amon and the surviving territory residents carefully left the underground, following Yuseong, the Cheon-gun.

As soon as they emerged from the underground, countless Undead swarmed in.

“Didn’t you say you killed the Undead?”

“I didn’t say I killed them all. I killed about a few hundred.”

“A few hundred! There must be tens of thousands of Undead in the city!”

For a moment, Amon regretted his decision.

He thought that even if he was the Cheon-gun, he wouldn’t be able to stop them if tens of thousands of Undead swarmed in.

But there was no turning back now.

The Cheon-gun was about to set out, so there must be a way. He couldn’t afford to offend the Cheon-gun with a foolish judgment.

‘Right. We would have starved to death if it weren’t for the Cheon-gun anyway! Let’s trust the Cheon-gun to the end.’

He thought it would be okay if they carefully escaped.

But the Cheon-gun was actually shouting at his soldiers to gather the Undead.

Mumbling, mumbling!

“What is he doing now…?”

“Shh. The Cheon-gun must have a plan.”

When people are driven to the extreme, they tend to rely on something.

In fact, there was little evidence that Yuseong was the Cheon-gun, but they firmly believed it based on the fact that he had performed a miracle, had an appearance comparable to the Cheon-gun, and was a great master.

Such human belief began to be reborn as absolute trust in the Cheon-gun.

Amon was the same.

He thought that if he believed, he should believe to the end.

Swish, swish!

The warriors flying in the sky.

They killed the Undead at a speed that was barely visible, and sometimes performed miracles, spewing fire from their hands.

“Ooh! Look at that! It’s a symbol of miracles!”

“The angel’s fire is sweeping away the monsters of hell, so the day when the goddess descends is not far off!”

“Waaah!”

The territory residents even believed that the time of judgment had come.

They believed that the goddess’s world would unfold in this world and that the Book of Revelation spoken of in the Bible would be realized.

“Father.”

“Yes. My faith wavered for a moment.”

The Cheon-gun is certain.

Goddess Vivian has begun to move.

Boom!

The personal guards were killing the Undead soldiers.

They must have already cut down thousands. Nevertheless, they kept swarming in.

Were there this many Undead hiding?!

This won’t do.

The city is ruined anyway, and it’s already burned down, so I should just use large-scale magic to burn it down.

I was a 7-circle black magician, and there were parts that overlapped with white magic as much as I used mana.

For example, the tremendous wide-area magic called Hell Fire, which is known as the ultimate magic.

There was no need to use this kind of magic on Earth.

If I used it, it would be a disaster, and if I used it in the city, it would cause enormous casualties. And even if I used it in an open space, there was no way to explain it.

For that reason, the manifestation of magic on Earth was limited to necromancy, curses, and poison, which are unique to black magic.

But here?

It’s definitely possible.

I’ve practiced the hand seals enough.

I just kept it unused because there was no need to use it.

Count Amon shouted.

“Lord Yuseong! Too many Undead are swarming in!”

“I see. First, we’ll leave the city and burn down the entire city.”

“……!”

“Is that possible!?”

“Yes, it’s possible.”

“That’s……”

Words like ‘Indeed, the Cheon-gun’ were heard here and there.

I need to show my power here. That’s how I can drag people down and become a huge group.

I can supply food from Earth.

There is so much food on Earth that enormous amounts of grain are disposed of every year. The surplus agricultural products are beyond imagination.

This was also due to the food stockpiled by each country.

The countries stockpile huge amounts of staple foods every year in preparation for any possible situation. And after 3 years, they are either discarded or supported to poor countries.

Those foods were not inedible, and they were enough to feed a huge group. Besides, my soldiers don’t consume food.

A military that doesn’t consume food?

This is a huge deal.

There was no need to worry about military discipline, supplies, or deserters.

Come to think of it, the advantages of Undead soldiers were beyond counting.

It was easy to get out of the city.

I ordered Yulia to block the gate.

“Kueeeek!”

“Krrrreuk!”

Numerous Undead were gathering at the gate.

There seemed to be at least 30,000 of them.

I moved the people away and climbed onto the city walls.

“This is terrible.”

It wouldn’t have taken much power to destroy a city. If they spread the plague like this.

People would have been infected in an instant.

The military and the self-defense forces would have been swept away all at once, and this place would have become a ghost town.

The humans who had endured against these guys for hundreds of years were truly amazing beings.

I decided to wipe them out all at once.

As I drew the hand seals, black energy began to gather from all directions.

‘This is a bit much.’

I cast an illusion to make it look like light was gathering.

I didn’t call myself an apostle of Vivian, but people believed it. I couldn’t betray their faith here for no reason.

What if I get caught later?

I’ll think about it then.

Boom!

“Ooooooh!”

As expected, people were screaming.

As I drew the hand seals, mana drained away like a tide.

My heart felt a little strained. Of course, it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t handle it, but it was the first time that so much mana had drained away like this.

The hand seals were almost complete.

Light spread in all directions.

Is it because I used illusions together that my heart is under more pressure?

‘It doesn’t matter.’

It’s okay because I can handle it.

“Hell Fire!”

Thump, thump, thump!

Hellfire fell from the sky.

Literally, a huge mass of flames that seemed to summon the flames of hell fell in the middle of the city.

Whoaaaaa!

I immediately put up a shield.

The scorching heat surged up, creating the illusion that an atomic bomb had fallen, along with a mushroom cloud.

The heat engulfed the entire territory.

Whirrrl!

The flames spread throughout the city.

The part that was directly hit by Hell Fire in one strike completely melted and disappeared, and the terrible heat caused the surroundings to burn and sweep away.

The flames surged up the walls.

As the perfect flames swept through, the city gradually began to quiet down.

And silence.

When I turned around, the territory residents were staring at this place with shocked expressions.

Thump, thump, thump!

The heavens and the earth trembled in fear.

Count Amon had never seen such a sight in his life.

There were records from a long time ago, when the power of the Magic Empire was at its peak, that great magicians showed such power.

But as time passed, the Magic Empire collapsed and the continent was divided, such power remained as a legend and disappeared.

Scholars did not believe that such records were fabricated.

Even those known as the demon army or the demon king’s army did not have such power.

Has the ghost of the Magic Empire been resurrected after thousands of years?

‘No. That’s the power of Goddess Vivian!’

Amon was convinced of that.

Who could oppose someone with that much power?

It was clear that he would defeat all the demons in this world, even if they opposed him.

All the territory residents who saw this miracle knelt down.

“Oh, Goddess Vivian!”

“Our prayers have been answered!”

When they were in despair, they prayed earnestly.

Please send down a warrior of God to clean up this whole situation.

The war with the demons had continued for hundreds of years, the economy had collapsed, and people were starving to death on the streets.

The military was a group that consumed money, not a group that produced it. Nevertheless, the empire had no choice but to maintain its military.

All those over the age of 17 were often conscripted, and they could only return to their hometown after completing 10 years of mandatory service.

The women who had to take care of their children at home went out to farm and had no choice but to make a living tenaciously.

That vicious cycle had been going on for hundreds of years.

Step, step.

The warrior of God comes down from the walls.

The burning city.

Amon was capturing that brilliant sight in his eyes.

The warrior of God said.

“The Undead here have been taken care of. First, I will lead the army. So hide in the mountains and wait for a while. I will give you food.”

“Lord Yuseong! What if enemies come in the meantime?”