I Possessed a Broken Academy Instructor

“……God, save us.”

Silence descended upon the entire planet.

The screams and chaos, fear and rage, desperation and despair that had been intertwined all vanished without a trace, leaving behind nothing but suffocating silence.

“……”

Whether human or one of the countless beings referred to as Inhuman, not a single person could utter a word in that moment.

Not even the most common curse.

Naturally.

It wasn't merely because it flew through the sky, nor because of its appearance, which inspired both overwhelming pressure and instinctive revulsion.

‘……The air has changed.’

Superhumans like Jin Crow could feel it against their skin, and even ordinary people incapable of sensing Psionic energy instinctively realized it.

From the moment that being appeared in the sky, even the last sliver of hope that remained had become nothing more than a futile cry.

—Grrrrrrr.

—Kyaaaa.

Every Creature held its breath.

Not just one or two.

Whether it had been satisfying its hunger on the mangled corpses beneath collapsed buildings moments ago, or whether it had been hunted instead and was crawling across the ground like a worm with its limbs severed, it made no difference.

—Grrrrrk!

Even though the excitement coursing through their flesh had yet to subside, and their instincts still writhed in hunger for the blood and slaughter before them, every Creature raised its head to pay homage to the king who had finally descended.

—KYAAAAAAAAAA!

They bared their jagged, irregular teeth as they roared, chanting a grotesque requiem celebrating the long-awaited hour of slaughter.

—KIEEEEEEE!

—KUOOOOOOOOOOOO!

That was why humanity's morale shattered, leaving them with no choice but to fear the newly appeared existence.

Yet paradoxically, amid the chaos unfolding far too suddenly, it also became the trigger that drove the principled members of Black Mer—those who had secretly thought, This isn't right—to act according to conviction rather than orders.

〔This is Black Mer BMF Squadron 2. We're launching to secure air superiority. If things continue like this, we're probably screwed too. Any squadrons capable of responding independently, respond.〕

〔Black Mer BMF Squadron 7. Loud and clear. We'll respond.〕

〔Black Mer BMF Squadron 14. Loud and clear. We'll respond.〕

〔Black Mer BMF Squadron 9. Loud and clear. ……Goddammit. If this was going to happen, I should've stayed in the military.〕

〔Did you forget, Captain? The military we would've stayed in was ruined by the chairman after he turned into that monster.〕

〔Message from Black Mer BMF Squadron 7. The channel's open. Stop talking and move.〕

〔Roger that. I'll shut up. You shut up too.〕

Outwardly, Black Mer was known as a PMC filled with Stero Mer's fanatically loyal followers.

In reality, however, things were a little different.

Certainly, their loyalty had been high until recently.

When Stero Mer had ordered them to point their guns at civilians, some had hesitated, but not a single one had outright disobeyed.

Wasn't that proof enough?

But the reason for their loyalty had never been admiration for Stero Mer's ideals or character.

It had been material prosperity alone.

Black Mer guaranteed salaries nearly twice as high as other PMCs, and its employee benefits ranked among the very best in the industry.

‘But what if the planet where they enjoyed all of that disappeared, along with the company itself?’

No, more importantly, what more needed to be said when the very employer who hired them had suddenly lost his mind and was now flying through the sky fused with a Creature?

That overwhelming sense of crisis engraved itself into the minds of the many Black Mer personnel who had been fighting Creatures almost by reflex.

Soon, the result entered Jin Crow and the cadets' field of vision.

Rumble...

A series of black fighter aircraft tore through the air beneath the Void Fissure.

Moving at speeds incomparably faster than any fighters Jin Crow remembered, they pierced the clouds before immediately beginning their bombardment of Stero Mer and the Void Turtle that was only just emerging from the Void Fissure.

At the unprecedented sight, not only the cadets but even Volk unconsciously murmured in admiration.

“……Wow.”

“Haa.”

The hundreds of miniature guided missiles launched by a single squadron after making a rapid turn all converged upon Stero Mer.

The air evaporated along their trajectories, mixing with smoke, and Stero Mer reached out toward the countless bombardments that blanketed his vision.

KWAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!

Gray clouds billowed around his body as it floated in midair.

Watching from the ground, the people allowed themselves the faintest glimmer of hope.

But to Jin Crow, Baek Hwi-young, Satra, and Volk, it was nothing more than futile resistance.

‘If that level of firepower had been enough.’

‘The Imperial fleet wouldn't have been annihilated in the first place.’

Those who, like Jin Crow, had already foreseen the future respected the Black Mer pilots' determination, yet couldn't help the bitterness lingering in their eyes.

Unfortunately, that was reality.

Sure enough.

The fate of the Black Mer fighter squadrons, who continued their bombardment with resolute determination, was decided all too easily by a single sentence from Stero Mer after the smoke dispersed.

—Annoying.

One word.

A voice like thick phlegm bubbling in his throat, mingled with metallic scraping and festering pus.

The instant that word was spoken, the nearest Void Turtle's body split apart like parched earth, and countless winged insect-like Creatures poured out from within.

〔Wh-What the!〕

Faced with a bizarre sight unlike anything they had ever encountered, the pilots banked desperately while unleashing continuous bombardments.

But the Creatures went beyond merely filling the sky.

Landing directly atop the fighters, they thrust blade-like forelimbs resembling those of praying mantises straight into the cockpits, leaving the pilots utterly helpless.

BOOOOOOM!

KWAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!

Dozens of explosions erupted across the darkened sky.

Under ordinary circumstances, it might have looked like fireworks.

Unfortunately, every single one of them had been fighter aircraft bombing the Creatures only moments earlier.

“……Can we... really make it out alive?”

Watching the scene, Hino Kanae muttered in a trembling voice.

No one could answer.

Naturally.

Beyond the Void Fissure that tore apart the stormy sky, countless Void Turtles continued forcing their enormous bodies through.

All across the planet, countless wedge-shaped Corrosive spikes rained down.

And in the only possible escape route—the heavens—hovered Stero Mer, transformed into a Creature, the very cause of it all.

Whether they wanted to despair or not, they had no choice.

Then, at that very moment.

—My... room. I... built.

Stero Mer spoke once more.

—Here... history... to me.

His gaze locked precisely onto Jin Crow and Baek Hwi-young as he extended one hand toward the earth.

At once, an overwhelming amount of Psionic energy—far beyond anything a human body should ever have been capable of containing—gathered within him.

The moment he violently pulled back his outstretched hand, the earth trembled.

“Huh? Wha—!”

“AAAAAAAH!”

People screamed in confusion as the tremor spread, utterly unlike an ordinary earthquake.

But reality itself had already begun to warp beyond the laws of physics.

The planet shook.

The horizon tilted before their eyes.

Steel beams buried deep underground, reinforced concrete, and countless structures resisted those grotesque, violent fingers.

In the end, they were torn free and snapped apart.

‘Penta class.’

Ignoring both the tremors and the Psionic energy shaking his very mind, Jin Crow stared at Stero Mer, who continued pouring out what seemed like an endless supply of Psionic energy, gauging the level he had reached.

‘It's awe-inspiring... and terrifying. If I hadn't known the truth, witnessing someone capable of performing such a miracle might have turned me into one of his followers.’

Think about it simply.

He had uprooted and tilted an entire kilometer-wide section of land.

Wasn't that itself a miracle worthy of scripture or mythology?

There was no need to look far.

If someone saw that figure standing arrogantly beneath the black sky amidst the ruins, his half-melted wings spread wide, some would worship him as an angel.

Others as a demon.

Neither would have been strange.

But not Jin Crow.

Perhaps because he himself had already reached a complete Triple Gear.

Apart from Stero Mer's level itself, he could vaguely perceive the method by which he manipulated Psionic energy.

And what he felt was...

'Pathetic.'

‘A child with nothing but brute strength. The pinnacle of inefficiency. If someone told me he didn't even have a brain, I'd believe it.’

There was a reason Special-duty officers refined Psionic energy through the virtual organ known as Gear.

Psionic energy was overwhelmingly powerful by nature.

Precisely because of that, it was crude and inefficient.

Imagine supplying electricity to an ordinary household.

But instead, you suddenly fed it the amount of power meant for an industrial factory.

The result was simple.

Any appliance exceeding its power tolerance would break down, and in the worst case, catch fire.

In short, too much was as bad as too little.

And the way Stero Mer used Psionic energy was exactly like that.

—Come... to me. Deceived... future.

Whether aware of Jin Crow's thoughts or not, Stero Mer quietly murmured as he returned toward Mer Corporation Headquarters—the destination of the tilted land, the place from which he himself had risen into the sky, and which had now been reborn as the Queen's royal castle.

For a brief moment, Jin Crow watched Stero Mer's retreating figure grow more distant.

Then he slowly drew his pitch-black sword while staring at the hundreds, thousands... tens of thousands of Creatures surging toward them.

Shing—

Then, with astonishing arrogance, he looked at Baek Hwi-young, who stood beside him holding his spear.

“Take the cadets and fall back, Baek Hwi-young.”

“Didn't you say it yourself, Instructor?”

But unlike before, when he would have answered cautiously after a brief pause, Baek Hwi-young replied with a faint smile.

“Escape has already failed. The only thing left is to kill Stero Mer.”

“……”

There was nothing Jin Crow could say.

If it had been up to him, he would've ordered the cadets to withdraw. This wasn't a battle they should be involved in.

But to stop the tide of Creatures pouring over the tilted earth, they needed every hand they could get.

Unable to help himself, he took a swallow from his hip flask before answering.

“……This is the only time I'll tolerate your insolence.”

“Yes, sir.”

Baek Hwi-young stared quietly at the hip flask Jin Crow had just drunk from with his characteristic ash-gray eyes before taking a single step forward.

Step.

At that moment, every Superhuman present—not just Jin Crow—had no choice but to fix their gaze upon Baek Hwi-young's back.

“Don't worry, Instructor.”

In an instant, his ash-gray hair and pupils turned pure white.

Gripping the shaft of his spear, he drew a short breath.

Then, recalling the technique he had once longed for and performed countless times before, he violently accelerated the Quad Gear meshing within him.

“I'll... carve us a path.”

The moment those words left his lips and the streak of light shot forward, Jin Crow finally realized that Baek Hwi-young had truly reached Quad.

「Penetration Stack : Acceleration」

A flash of light blazed.

「Comet」

For a brief instant, the vision of the charging Creatures was dyed white.

Then, after that fleeting silence, what followed was none other than—

KWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!

An overwhelming shockwave of violence, on an entirely different level from anything that had come before.

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