Damn Necromancer

Chapter 397: Galaxy (16)

Meanwhile, at that time.

The Heavenly City District 5, where the Death Lord had suddenly vanished without a trace.

Due to the aftermath of the battle with Mutakta, the city was still in a state of unrest.

However, inside the massive pavilion used as the temporary sanctuary of the Death Cult, it was filled with unprecedented vitality.

“Sia noona, how is hyung-nim's condition?”

When Park Siwoo asked cautiously, Han Sia, who had been praying with her hands clasped before the altar, slowly opened her eyes.

Her clear pupils were trembling finely with joy.

“He is alive. Very much so.“

Han Sia clutched her chest and let out an overwhelmed breath. When Kim Minwoo had fought Mutakta and was swept away into the dimensional rift, she had despaired for a moment.

However, as the sole saintess of the Death Cult, she was feeling it clearly.

The fact that the flame of the god she served was fiercely burning even at this moment, far from being extinguished.

“The Guild Leader is…… sweeping up believers at a nonsensical speed in some unknown different dimension right now!”

A massive tidal wave of faith was surging into her soul in real-time.

Although she did not know where or what exactly he was doing, it was clear that Kim Minwoo's uniquely phenomenal resourcefulness was shining through.

“Hah, my word. What a persistent man.”

Namgung Min, who was leaning against the wall, clicked his tongue as if he was dumbfounded.

“True, that guy is the type of person who would run a loan shark business putting bones at the forefront even if he fell to hell.”

Seo Yerim, who was next to him, slumped down as if her legs gave out and let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank goodness. I'm so glad…….”

Han Sia's eyes soon shone fiercely.

There was only one way to help Kim Minwoo, who was far away.

It was only to fiercely expand the influence of the Death Cult here in the Heavenly City.

Fortunately, the situation was turning very favorably for them.

Until just recently, the people of the Heavenly City had considered the Death Lord, who commanded the undead, ominous and expressed their aversion.

However, an incident that completely overturned all that distrust in a single breath occurred.

A while ago, when the sky tore apart and the rift of the abyss opened.

The terrible energy of Mutakta, the apostle of the Outer God who scattered absolute despair and terror, had tried to cross over to the Heavenly City. The moment they fell into the terror that the entire city might be swallowed by the disaster beyond the rift.

The ones who threw their bodies beyond the rift and fought a bloody battle against that monster were none other than the Death Lord Kim Minwoo, his legion, and the Heavenly Demon of the Demonic Cult who fought while covered in blood alongside him.

To the residents of the Heavenly City, who hated the Outer Gods and their remnants to the bone, the life-or-death struggle that took place beyond the rift that day was no different from salvation and a miracle.

“Honestly, things like the undead or the Demonic Cult are a bit uncomfortable, but…… what can we do. Aren't they the benefactors who stopped our sworn enemy, the Outer God, from crossing over.”

“They say if we believe in the one called the Death Lord and pray, the strength to fight the Outer God is directly transmitted to him.”

“Right! What the heck, let's just believe in him as if we're being fooled. Adding a few prayers isn't that difficult of a task!”

It was a shift in attitude based on thorough pragmatism rather than unconditional praise.

Regardless, claiming they would add strength to the hero fighting against the apostle of the Outer God, martial artists and ordinary residents voluntarily knocked on the doors of the Death Cult.

Thanks to the Heavenly Demon's active role, even the ominous public sentiment toward the Demonic Cult was subtly laundered under the justification of being the enemy of their enemy, resulting in a truly explosive expansion of the religion's influence.

While the Death Lord was infinitely pumping faith with cyborg tin cans in the Galaxy dimension, in his home base, the Heavenly City, highly concentrated faith voluntarily spewed by the residents was pouring in.

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Meanwhile, at that time on Earth.

The Chairman's office at the Ilseong Group Headquarters.

The two eyes of the Ilseong Group Vice Chairman, Kim Hyeongseok, expanded as large as watermelons as he looked at the system window floating in the empty air.

[Kim Minwoo has sent an item through the Guild Shop parcel delivery function.]

“Huh? Why did hyung suddenly send a parcel…… Heok!”

Checking the detailed breakdown of the item and the attached hologram data, Kim Hyeongseok swallowed a hollow breath.

It was samples and production process data of the state-of-the-art cybernetics (mechanization) technology exclusive to Zenith's Annihilator unit that had crossed dimensions.

Currently, gates had opened on Earth, Awakened had appeared, and potions and healing magic had been commercialized.

However, that too had clear limits.

If the cross-section of a severed arm was immediately reattached and a heal was used, it would heal without a scar.

However, instantly regenerating an arm itself that was completely lost by being eaten by a monster or burned away from the empty air was an impossible realm even for the highest-ranking clerics.

But this cybernetics technology was different.

If a mechanical arm or cultured biological cells combined with a mechanical device were attached to a lost body part, it synchronized 100% with the human neural network and moved perfectly.

It was an overwhelming, superiorly compatible over-technology and a miracle itself that couldn't even be dared to be imitated by the byproducts of the gates.

Upon receiving the report, the Ilseong Group Chairman, Kim Gangcheol, also could not hide his astonishment.

“Haha, my word……. Just where and what is this guy doing now? What kind of bloody gate is he poking around this time to casually toss such a nonsensical item…….”

At his father's muttering, mixed with half worry and half bewilderment, Kim Hyeongseok pushed up his glasses and flashed his eyes fiercely.

“Since hyung-nim has laid out an overwhelming board, we should make a clean sweep. I will prepare for the announcement immediately. Let's proceed!”

Like that, due to the single lump of iron parcel launched by the Death Lord, Earth was swept up in two storms: an unprecedented capitalistic miracle and a mad religious mega-hit.

[Breaking News: Ilseong Group Announces Next-Generation Cybernetics Artificial Organs and Biological Replacement Technology! Declares the Complete End of Physical Disabilities and Incurable Diseases!]

[Wall Street Shock: Ilseong Group's Stock Price Pierces Through Space! Will They Swallow the Entire Global Medical and Pharmaceutical Market?]

The emergency press conference hall presided over by the Ilseong Group Vice Chairman Kim Hyeongseok was truly a pandemonium.

What he brought out were artificial organs and mechanical prosthetics with a bizarre yet smooth metallic texture.

They were items that synchronized perfectly with human nerves, producing performance beyond that of an actual physical body.

“I introduce to you today, right here, the ultimate super-science technology that will perfectly replace damaged bodies and swap out diseased organs, drastically raising the lifespan of humanity!”

Although Earth's technological prowess could not replicate the original 100% and stopped at the level of duplicating a degraded version, that alone was an over-technology that was at least a hundred years ahead of Earth's science.

The entire world could not hide its astonishment at just a single demonstration video of an amputee patient attaching a mechanical arm and playing the piano.

However, no one could protest against this extreme monopoly. Because in front of this overwhelming miracle, both money and power were meaningless.

“The benefits of this innovative miracle will be supplied by Ilseong Group with top priority exclusively to those who have received the baptism of our Death Cult!”

While Kim Hyeongseok stimulated the greed and desperation of the whole world and sent the stock price to space, the panoramic view of the Death Cult's Earth Headquarters was changing like a scene from the Bible.

In the cyberpunk dimension, it was nothing more than a commonplace part replacement technology.

However, the interpretation of the fanatic saintess Han Sia was completely different.

“……Ah, My Lord! You have finally bestowed a 'miracle' that will save frail and sick humanity!”

Right before Han Sia's eyes, a believer who had been sitting in a wheelchair their entire life due to paraplegia received a cybernetics artificial leg transplant, stood up on two feet, and wailed.

A person who had lost their eyesight saw the light through an artificial eye, and a child dying of heart disease ran around with a red flush on their cheeks wearing an artificial heart.

The technological prowess of cyberpunk had transformed into a miracle of god on Earth.

“Oh, lambs who suffered trapped in frail bodies! Accept this physical body of steel bestowed by the Lord through the Ilseong Group! And thus, escape from the fear of disease and death, and offer eternal gratitude and faith to our great savior!”

“Ohhh! Thank you, Death Lord!”

“My God! I shall dedicate my entire life to the Cult!”

Along with Han Sia's mad shout, tens of thousands of believers filling the sanctuary prostrated themselves, wailed, and poured out explosive prayers.

It was on a different dimension from the turbid faith squeezed out by forcefully plugging chips into brains.

A 100% pure sincere joy and blind belief spewed by humans who miraculously regained their physical bodies at the threshold of death!

The entire 8 billion population of Earth was scrambling to knock on the doors of the Death Cult to obtain this legal and capitalistic miracle.

In Galaxy, forced faith was being churned out in factory units with machine tin cans, and in the Heavenly City and Earth, pure faith was being swept up wildly.

Even the 5 great megacorps said to command the universe wouldn't know in their dreams.

The fact that the human they messed with was a monster currently pumping divinity on a universal scale, satisfying both quality and quantity simultaneously across a whopping three dimensions.

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At the same time, Galaxy dimension Under City.

“……Wow. It's just copying, it really is copying.”

Kim Minwoo let out a hollow laugh looking at the system windows completely filling his vision without a single gap.

Ttiring!

Ttiring!

Ttiririring―!

Like a broken slot machine, notification sounds were pouring down ceaselessly like a waterfall.

[Faith is explosively flowing in from Earth!]

[From the Caesar Continent…….]

[From the Heavenly City…….]

[From the Galaxy dimension…….]

[The total amount of faith has broken through the acceptable critical point!]

An unprecedented pumping sweeping up from 3 dimensions simultaneously.

The super-science miracle of Earth, the hero worship of Caesar and the Heavenly City, to the machine factories of Galaxy.

It was truly the completed result of a multi-level faith network on a universal scale.

The moment the faith value, which was soaring wildly to the point where it was hard to even follow with his eyes, finally hit the peak.

The color of the system windows that had been filling his vision was dyed in a brilliant golden light, and a single heavy and massive message appeared.

[Congratulations!]

[Due to the massive overflow of faith, your divinity prepares to shed its old shell and molt!]

[Current Rank: Intermediate God.]

[Expected Promotion Rank: Higher God.]

“Higher God……!”

Kim Minwoo's pupils shone intensely.

However, in front of a sweet reward, conditions always followed.

[※ Warning!]

[In order to perfectly complete the molting into a Higher God, breaking through physical limits and expanding the mental calculation power are essential.]

Soon after, the conditions were revealed.

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