Damn Necromancer

Chapter 391: Galaxy (10)

The middle of the Control Bureau Command Room.

A truly joyful exclamation burst out from the mouth of Kim Minwoo, who was gripping the Belt of the Death Lord.

Ttiring―!

Ttiririring―!

System messages plastering his vision bright red.

The amount of divinity flowing in through the belt every time the 30,000-strong machine legion knelt inside the subspace and poured out blind praise was on a completely different level from when rolling the slum thugs.

Why was the quality of faith so different?

The reason lay in the common sense of this machine city.

A thorough cyberpunk world where the more one replaces their physical body with machines, the higher class they are treated as.

Here, a 100% full-body machine human with not a single 1% of biological tissue mixed in was no different from a physical body of eternal life that only billionaires with truly astronomical wealth could enjoy.

If it wears out, they just have to replace the parts, so they never get sick or age for their entire lives.

Furthermore, unlike the cheap scrap metal prosthetic bodies used by the lower class that dully paralyzed basic human senses like taste or touch, these Control Bureau's most elite bodies were equipped with the highest-grade artificial neural networks, allowing them to implement even the senses from when they were alive to some extent.

Rather, with state-of-the-art sensors added, it was the ultimate hardware capable of feeling much more sensitive and overwhelming pleasure than the original physical body.

“Wow, my hand! I vividly feel the sense of touch on my fingers!”

“It's a highest-grade artificial neural network armor with senses boilingly alive! Oh my god! To think I'd obtain such a physical body!”

The gang remnants who lived their entire lives getting hit by acid rain in the back alleys with rusty scrap metal pieces attached and their senses deadened.

Since their personality chips were transplanted into a dream eternal life body with vivid senses, which they couldn't even dare to reach as lower-class people, their satisfaction couldn't help but be truly explosive.

“Oh great savior! To bestow eternal life where we don't age or get sick, while still being able to enjoy pleasure!”

They were truly pouring out overwhelming gratitude and praise welling up from the bottom of their souls.

The fundamental density was different from the shallow faith they had forcefully squeezed out hoping for a paltry benefit like a bowl of meat stew.

It was as if the water droplets dripping from a faucet had turned into a waterfall pouring out as the floodgates of a massive dam opened.

“Hey, Heavenly Demon. Doesn't my body look like it's shining right now? Holy power is just overflowing, isn't it?”

“……Disgusting demonic energy must be overflowing. To call such unholy power obtained by extorting lumps of iron shells divinity.”

Yoo Honbi shuddered and clicked her tongue, but to Kim Minwoo's ears, it merely sounded like the jealousy of someone toward a full-bellied person.

Kim Minwoo, who was satisfyingly patting his belly, turned his gaze toward Control Bureau Director Davis, who was trembling while peeing his pants in a corner of the terrace.

“Now, the troop takeover finished very cleanly. Should we do the remaining settlement now?”

“S-settlement……? You, you took all my troops! I did everything you told me to!”

“Hey, why are you being so disappointing.”

Kim Minwoo squatted down and patted Davis's cheek tuk-tuk.

“The troops are what I captured using my body. If a company is merged and acquired whole, it's legal procedure to hand over all the cash and assets in the safe too. Right? The megacorp subcontractor bosses I know usually have very fat back pockets.”

“Th-that's……!”

“There must be something like a slush fund safe.”

Seureureuk.

Olivia's pale nails, which had been standing quietly behind his back, crept slowly toward Davis's eyeballs.

At the chilling and terrible murderous intent that felt like his eyeballs would be extracted right this instant, Davis screamed and lay flat on the floor.

“Heeek! U-understood! I'll give you everything! Please, just spare my life……!”

Davis manipulated the command room's master console while biting the bullet.

Passing through complex security procedures including his iris, fingerprint, and brainwave authentication, a hologram screen opened dark blue.

Unregistered credit accounts with astronomical amounts he had pocketed on the side while managing Under City's security popped up in a row.

Even Megacorp's state-of-the-art special alloy, plasma cores, and unused elite chrome parts piled like a mountain in the underground warehouse.

All that massive ownership began to endlessly transfer to Kim Minwoo's inventory via his terminal in real-time.

Ttiring―! Ttiririring―!

[A massive amount of other-dimensional goods is stored in the inventory!]

[The system measures the value so that the goods can be exchanged for achievement points…….]

Checking the number of zeros on the accounts and the list of lumps of iron filling his inventory, Kim Minwoo's mouth hung open to his ears.

He truly felt like he had cut open the belly of the goose that laid golden eggs and eaten it whole.

With this level of capital and materials, it was a massive amount that would be more than enough to fully tune all the bone equipment of the old skeletons rolling around in the fortress subspace right now into state-of-the-art cyberpunk gear.

“I, I gave you everything! I shook it completely and emptied the safe entirely! A-are you going to spare me now?”

Davis, who had perfectly been sucked dry of the sweet juice of capitalism and stripped of everything, grabbed his pants leg and clung to him desperately.

Kim Minwoo smiled brightly and nodded his head.

“Of course. I'm a person who definitely keeps my promises.”

“Ahhh……! Tha…… Keok?!”

Puuk―!

Before relief could even spread fully across Davis's face, Hell Rhapsody held in Kim Minwoo's hand cleanly pierced his heart.

“Keo, keoheok……! S-spare me…… clearly……!”

Davis vomiting blood in astonishment. Into his ears stained with betrayal and fear, Kim Minwoo quietly whispered.

“I'll spare you. But to do that, you have to die once, you see.”

Seuaaaaat―!

Immediately, the Land of Death activated and swallowed Davis's lifeless corpse dark blue.

Deolgeureok, udeudeuk!

Soon, the blood-drenched physical body rattled and stood up along with bizarre mana, and resurrected again as an undead spewing fierce murderous intent.

Dark blue ghost lights lit up in his empty eye sockets, and no screams leaked out from his mouth that had begged for his life just a moment ago.

The miserable moment when the guy who had been the emperor and the omnipotent Control Bureau Director of Under City until just now rolled down into the eternal subcontracting management position of a vicious cult leader, unable to ever clock out even in death.

At the same time.

A place on a completely different level from the musty slum Under City where acid rain fell. Above the clouds, located in the distant stratosphere, the main server room of the super-massive corporation ‘Zenith Corporation’ Headquarters.

Ppiiiiik―! Ppiiiiik―!

Bright red warning lights and ear-piercing emergency sirens were ringing throughout the massive server room.

The state-of-the-art control room, which normally would have only had perfect silence and the white noise of the cooling system, was engulfed in perfect panic.

Zenith Corporation's Security Director, Howard, trembled his facial muscles as he looked at the dozens of red hologram monitors floating in the empty air.

“Do you think this…… makes sense right now? It's not a simple system error?”

“D-Director! It's true! The main server of the Under City District 7 Integrated Control Bureau has been completely taken over! The master authority was handed over entirely as the override code was forcefully executed!”

The analyst, sweating bullets, floated completely unbelievable data in the empty air and reported.

“What's even more unbelievable is…… the control of all 30,000 most elite mechanized troops stationed at the Control Bureau was switched offline in just 5 minutes! There was not a single 1% sign of an explosion, fire, or biochemical weapon!”

“There was no explosion? Then you're saying 30,000 troops put down their weapons all at once without putting up a single resistance?!”

Howard screamed as if he would grab him by the collar.

“It's an impregnable steel fortress heavily plastered with dozens of anti-air plasma turrets and the newest bodyguard robots directly bestowed by our Zenith Headquarters! But those 30,000 elite troops evaporated in just 5 minutes without putting up a single resistance or firing a single shot?”

The Control Bureau.

Although they were stuck in the smelly Under City where the lower class lived, they were the biggest and most useful hunting dogs Zenith Corporation put forward to suck up Under City's lifeblood without dirtying their own hands.

The credits and state-of-the-art equipment poured in just to arm that excellent hunting dog group was an astronomical amount.

But that massive aggregation of capital had evaporated leash and all overnight.

From Zenith Headquarters' perspective, it was a painful loss they could never overlook.

Even the person in charge, Control Bureau Director Davis, had completely lost contact.

His bio-vital signals were cut off, and there were no rescue requests or combat logs left in the last received log.

A situation where a steel fortress armed with plasma cannons and anti-air guns had its authority handed over entirely in 5 minutes without a single trace of physical strike.

What this meant was only one thing.

“……It's a hack.”

Howard's eyes were dyed with astonishment and fear.

“I don't know who they are, but they must have definitely spread an out-of-standard malicious AI virus capable of shutting down the artificial intelligence chips and defensive shields of 30,000 people in a single breath!”

They couldn't even imagine.

That the one who took control of the 30,000 people was the deed of a stagnant water who physically grabbed the head, threatened them, and tore away the override code.

“This is a clear declaration of war by Valhalla Corporation, or some other bastards! Send the Annihilator unit directly under headquarters to Under City right now! Erase those terrorist bastards who spread that malicious AI without a trace!”

Megacorp's merciless hunting dogs, running at the apex of cyberpunk, began to bare their teeth toward a Death Lord whose existence they couldn't even understand.

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