The dinsional energy storage facility control room.
The Controller was dumbfounded.
They lifted the flight ban?
They even allowed nuclear explosions?
It was horrifying.
A nuclear detonation had actually gone off inside a restricted area.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
Kugugugugugugu.
The shockwave was strong enough to reach even here.
It was a nightmare.
The first—and worst—incident in the history of the Black Tower.
That Summoner bastard.
A re human, not even a god.
No, how did they let him grow this far?
[You useless morons!]
The administrators of the Black Tower on Earth No. 1001 bore a huge share of the bla.
If they had reported it to headquarters earlier, it could have been dealt with at the start.
Of course, the greater responsibility lay elsewhere.
With the White Tower.
But no matter how much support the White Tower provided, this should never have happened.
[That damned petty god.]
That petty god had ultimately succeeded in its investnt.
Going all-in on the Summoner of Earth No. 1001 had paid off.
As a result, its influence had greatly expanded, severing the chains of restriction placed on this forbidden zone.
Even the main god at headquarters could not stop it.
Because the petty god's logic was more valid.
It even conford to causality.
In any case, the imdiate crisis had to be overco.
By a stroke of luck, the Summoner's current mission was the destruction of the dinsional energy storage facility on Earth No. 675.
But what about the next mission?
The mission area connected to the 93rd floor?
It would undoubtedly be the dinsional energy storage facility on Earth No. 843.
The precious resource that had to be sent to headquarters might be lost.
Just like now, riding that green dragon.
Stuffing nuclear warheads into a subspace backpack.
Flying swiftly through the sky, dropping nukes at will like bird droppings.
[W-what should we do?]
If the dinsional energy storage facility on Earth No. 843 were destroyed, the consequences would be catastrophic.
In corporate terms, it would be no different from an imminent bankruptcy.
To overco this crisis?
There was only one way.
[The Archangel. The Archangel must arrive.]
With the force currently available to the control room, there was absolutely no way to stop that Summoner.
[Haaah...]
The Controller gnawed on their fingernails.
At this rate, they could even storm this place.
Eventually, the White Tower would assign a mission to destroy the control room itself.
I don't want to die.
An immortal body granted by god.
But immortality only ant not aging—external attacks were another matter entirely.
Should I run?
But where?
At that mont, a control room staff mber reported in an excited voice.
[C-Controller! A dinsional transmission has arrived from headquarters!]
[What?]
A ssage from headquarters.
Could it be?
[… What does it say?]
[The Archangel will arrive in approximately one hour.]
[Ah!]
Thank goodness.
God had not abandoned them.
[Whew.]
A sigh of relief.
[We're saved. Now we just have to wait.]
[Hahaha! Those who endure are the ones who win.]
That's right.
There was hope now.
One hour.
They just had to hold out until then.
Even if not on the 92nd floor, the Summoner would definitely die on the 93rd.
Then everything would return to normal.
After eliminating the Summoner, they could rebuild the dinsional energy storage facility on Earth No. 1001 and start siphoning energy again.
That was how it would end.
Because the Archangel was coming.
After firing a courtesy nuke, the green bomber headed straight for the mission area.
Along the way, they detonated a few more nukes.
Whenever they spotted a densely packed cluster of monsters—
"Mr. Rajiks."
"Hoat!"
So spirited.
To the enemy, a rciless angel of death.
To allies, a dependable dinsional farmhand.
Shuuuuung!
Papapapapapa.
Kugugugugugu.
Could the ground monsters even endure it?
They were pulverized by shockwaves and lted by heat.
Whenever things got boring, they dropped another one.
There were plenty of nukes.
If anything, having leftovers would be troubleso.
There was also another key mber.
The green dragon, the green bomber Crackers.
What would we have done without our defector hero?
Rajiks's subspace nuclear drops were only possible thanks to Greeny.
At the sa ti, a hint of guilt crept in.
Wasn't he being overworked?
He was a high ancient dragon, after all.
"… Mr. Crackers."
"Yes, Summoner."
"It must be tiring, carrying us around like this."
"Hahaha. Not at all. You're the one who saved ."
Saved you?
"Didn't you pull out when I was about to be bound to the Black Tower by the administrators' sche? I have not regretted defecting even once. In fact, the world of the White Tower is wonderful."
That made sense.
Crackers was enjoying the full benefits of White Tower welfare.
He was also a content maniac—movies, dramas, variety shows, docuntaries, everything.
When he had no work, he was always holed up sowhere staring at a tablet.
He said he no longer needed any other entertainnt.
He regretted only discovering this world so late.
"Don't you ever want to return to your holand?"
"I don't even want to go near it."
"Still…"
"I was a half-dragon, but if I'd stayed there, I'd be dead. I signed a contract with the Tower in the first place to escape the world I lived in."
Ah. Right.
That was true.
In any case, thanks to the green dragon Crackers, such a comfortable strategy had beco possible.
"Should I give you a platinum badge or sothing?"
"Uh, haha, well, that's a bit—"
"If you don't want it—"
"No! I-it's good. I'd like that."
Crackers knew very well what a platinum badge ant.
Wearing one ant receiving the Summoner's recognition.
Even Diamat, a fellow defector, had one.
Having it or not made a huge difference.
Badges were the greatest source of pride among veteran summoned ones.
You know what this is?
It's proof the Summoner recognizes .
Thus, an object of envy.
And now, one was being given to him.
Of course he had to accept.
"Where should I attach it?"
"On my ear, like an earring…"
"Can I pierce it?"
"Yes!"
Juhyeok carefully jabbed the badge into Crackers' ear lobe.
"Th-thank you."
At that mont—
Baek Dana, who had been watching silently, spoke up.
"Um, Summoner."
"Yes?"
"I think you once said you'd give a badge too."
"… Ah!"
He had forgotten.
Now that she ntioned it, it did ring a bell.
"Sorry. I'll put it on now."
Then—
"Kkyaruk?"
Mannyeon also ca up and boldly pushed out her chest.
Well, sure—Mannyeon too.
They were twins. If one got it, the other should too.
They weren't the only ones eyeing the badges.
Gulp.
Seven rookie summoned ones swallowed dryly, unable to take their eyes off them.
They had their own plan.
Join the vanguard, earn major rit in the tower.
Have that rit recognized and wear the platinum badge—the symbol of a "trusted summoned one"—on their chest.
From intern to full employee.
They waited for battle to break out.
They would prove their worth with everything they had.
But what was this?
Green bomber, nuclear drops.
They'd heard about nuclear attack back in the world of souls, but…
Seeing it in person was insane.
No wonder the administrators broke the rules and violated causality.
"The existing summoned ones were just riding the bus."
"Yeah. The dinsional farmhand and the dragon did everything."
"What seniors? They don't do anything."
"With this kind of Curiosity, even rare rank could do it."
"You don't even need 22 people."
"Then why did I even co? At least soone should get hurt so I can cast healing."
"Shh! Soone'll hear."
Soone did hear.
Perk.
Ears pricked up—Kosak had been eavesdropping on the rookies.
He snorted disdainfully.
"So that's what you've been thinking all this ti? Elder Gwang heard it too, didn't he?"
"Of course."
"Elder Mae too?"
"They were pretty loud."
"The warrior heard it as well, and he's not happy."
"Strictly speaking, it's not entirely wrong."
"Hmph."
Kosak looked displeased.
Turning his head, he spoke to Juhyeok.
"Summoner Bong."
"… What is it?"
Angry because he heard the gossip?
About to give another ntal-education lecture?
"Please land for a mont. I'll personally kill a few. I've been feeling like I've just been eating rice and doing nothing lately."
Oh!
Juhyeok's eyes glead.
That wasn't a bad idea.
His own hands had been itching too.
What was the point of leaving the Judge's Hamr unused?
You had to use it often to keep the feel.
"Let's land for a bit."
Flap, flap.
Crackers slowly descended to the ground.
"Kyaaah!"
"Kkak!"
"Krrrrrr."
Monsters sward in instantly.
"I'll go first!"
Spot!
Kosak dashed forward.
Jiiing!
Slash, slash!
Under the grand master's aura blade, monsters were cut apart like sheets of paper.
Gobang charged in alone as well.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
He walked up—
Grab!
Seized a monster—
Riiip!
Tore it in half.
"I am the Summoner's at shield!!!"
The Mad Demon?
Casually strolling through the air with hands clasped behind his back using void steps.
Tsipit! Tsipipipipit!
Dozens of crescent-shaped sword energies ground the monsters to pieces.
Flesh scattered in all directions.
Bardin flew through the sky on wings of radiance.
Target acquired—followed by a rapid dive.
Shwaaaak!
The radiant shield smashed into a monster's head!
Puhk!
Major Bae's magic rifle spat fire as well.
Selector to full auto, ammunition downsized.
Pajujujujuk!
Pupupupupupuk!
Small-caliber rounds were more than enough.
A hit turned them into rags.
Charrarararak!
Aliamari's explosive homunculus also shone.
Monsters had eyes and noses.
It slipped inside through openings and detonated from within.
Pupupupung! Pupupung!
Diamat and Jephet's joint attack.
They deployed a dream domain to montarily paralyze the enemies, and Jephet extracted the monsters' bodily fluids in an instant with blood mist.
What about Crackers?
Kroarrrrrrr!
A terrifying breath of toxic fluid.
The monsters couldn't even twitch—they lted on the spot.
Mackenzie also shone with wide-area fire magic.
White extre-fla fire rain, Fire Storm, Hellfire.
Whooosh, whooosh!
A choking stench of smoke rose, and all that remained were chunks of charcoal.
Ice-attribute Baek Dana and Mannyeon ran about innocently among the monsters.
That alone was enough.
Just getting close made them crack—frozen solid.
Gyeon Dallae occasionally threw talismans to support allies, Elle hurled mana bombs, and Rajiks wandered around sniffing, wondering if there was anything worth picking up.
And the rookies?
To be honest, they knew it themselves.
Compared to the seniors, they were extrely weak.
So they banded together.
A seven-person party formation.
Tank, lee DPS, mage, ranged, healer—well balanced.
They could handle one monster.
But when two more joined—making three—
"R-retreat!"
"Kyaaaah!"
"Saintess, heal, heal!"
"What are you doing? Peel that one off so I can even cast a heal!"
"Damn it! My arrows won't stick!"
"Chain Lightning—aaaargh! Sword Demon! Block them!"
"Even I… can't keep up."
The situation deteriorated rapidly.
Disarray. The formation collapsing.
Magic didn't work.
Swords wouldn't go in.
Arrows didn't pierce.
How are you supposed to kill sothing like this?
At this rate, they might actually die here.
"Kyaaaaaah!"
Another one joined.
Three were already too much—now four?
This was the end.
Even if they died, they'd drift as souls on the 17th floor of the White Tower…
But how could they endure that humiliation?
Then—
Whirrrrrlit!
A dull-black wooden hamr flew in an arc.
Thud!
The mont it struck the monster's body—
"Gueeeeeek!"
With a scream, the monster's flesh collapsed.
Who was it?
The one who helped them—
"… Summoner?"
The hamr that had finished off the monster returned to Juhyeok's hand.
…
Again.
Whirrrrrlit!
Thud!
And again—
Whirrrrrlit!
Thud!
In an instant, three monsters were taken out.
Summoner Bong Juhyeok.
"Are you okay? That was scary, right?"
No one could answer.
Like mutes who'd swallowed honey, they just lowered their heads.
Aaaah!
A summoned being receiving help from the Summoner?
How could they lift their heads?
They should've just died.
Was there any greater humiliation?
Only then did they realize.
They weren't just normally weak—they were absurdly weak.
So weak they needed the Summoner's protection.
"Did you feel it? The gap in perspective."
"Eh, I still had a little hope."
"Serves you right. Getting help from the Summoner?"
"Hoaaat!"
"Truly pitiful. However, take this as a lesson and an opportunity for growth."
The rookies had no excuses.
What could they possibly say in this situation?
Juhyeok and his group took to the sky again.
No more close combat.
Why bother, when there was an easier thod?
He was worried about the rookie summoned ones.
They were still hanging their heads low, dispirited.
'Tsk. I guess I'll have to give them each a bit of guidance.'
Starting with the Lesseal summoned ones.
Those below that—after they raised their rank.
The green bomber flew for quite a while.
Several hours of flight.
Then, at last, a structure ca into view.
"It's a pyramid. Only one."
Along with the monsters guarding it.
"What should we do?"
"Deal with it using nukes."
That was the plan anyway.
"Mr. Rajiks?"
"Hoeng!"
Shooooooot!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwaang!
Kukukukukukuku...
[Dinsional Energy Storage Facility destroyed 1/1]
Mission complete.
Wasn't that too easy?
Even if it was just one.
Ding!
[All dinsional energy storage facilities have been destroyed.]
[You have completed the second stage of the Great Mission.]
[Rewards have been distributed.]
[An Upgrade Rune Bundle for summoned beings has been delivered to the tower-exclusive inventory.]
Huh?
Upgrade runes?
And a bundle?
aning more than one.
Yes, yes—great.
Very great.
The most needed item at the mont.
In so ways, this was even better than trait-enhancent runes.
[Returning to Earth No. 1001 Black Tower, Floor 92.]
Spot!
Juhyeok and the summoned beings were transported together to the 92nd-floor waiting room.
Ding!
[World Announcent: You have achieved EX clear rank on Floor 92 of Black Tower No.1 (Korea).]
[EX Clear Reward: Platinum Badges x32 (2 30).]
Thirty-two—nice.
Let's see what other perks there are.
Next?
The 93rd floor.
What was the point of dragging it out?
Earth No. 1001 too—full speed to Floor 100.
So they exited.
Then re-entered the Black Tower.
Spot!
[Entering Republic of Korea Black Tower (No.1), Floor 93.]
[93rd-Floor Mission: The Great Journey Toward Completion – Third.]
[Do you accept the third stage of the Great Journey Toward Completion?]
"Accept!"
Spot!
The third stage.
The environnt was similar to before.
The mission?
[Main Mission: Destroy Dinsional Energy Storage Facilities.]
[Ti Limit: None.]
[Completion Condition: Dinsional Energy Storage Facilities destroyed 0/145]
"Again?"
"Cha-e-je destruction."
Cha-e-je?
"What's that? … Don't tell it's short for Dinsional Energy Storage Facility?"
"That's right. I, Kosak the Alchemist of Abbreviating Everything, say so."
Either way, the third stage was the sa mission.
The first was destroying 146 Cha-e-je.
The second was destroying one.
Now—
"One hundred forty-five."
"One less than our Earth."
"Co to think of it, Earth No. 1001 originally had 145, didn't it? It beca 146 only after one more appeared."
That's right.
At first, there were 145.
Because of the temporary naturalization surge, the tower branched and a new one regenerated, making it 146.
Then—
"Is this another parallel Earth's Cha-e-je?"
"Seems so."
"Which Earth number, I wonder?"
Gyeon Dallae answered heavily, her expression dark.
"Does the number matter? The painful truth is that there exists a parallel Earth being invaded by the Black Tower."
Juhyeok agreed.
How many people were dying or suffering because of the Black Tower?
It was heartbreaking.
"How many Earths are these bastards invading, anyway?"
How far had that place been cleared?
It wasn't in the middle of collapse, was it?
He wanted to help.
Before it followed in the footsteps of Earth No. 675, sothing had to be done.
There would be a way.
There was even a dinsional-transfer elevator…
But first, fully clear the Black Tower of Earth No. 1001.
In the end, the White Tower's influence would grow.
Then maybe they could find a way.
"For now, let's break them."
"Yes!"
At that mont—
Flash!
"… Huh?"
From the sky like distant outer space, a massive pillar of light descended.
"What is that?"
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwaak!
It looked like a waterfall of light.
What?
All of a sudden?
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwaak!
It wasn't normal.
They could feel the flow of imnse energy.
Monts later—
Poof.
The pillar vanished in the blink of an eye.
And where it had struck—
"Soone's there."
"It looks like a human form."
"It has wings."
"… An angel?"
Yes.
It resembled an angel.
The angel they had seen in the heavenly realm.
Then—
An Archangel.
"So we finally et."
Juhyeok waved at the Archangel.
Hi, Archangel. Nice to et you.
Should I deal with it with C?
Transcendent Summon?
Great Sage Equal to Heaven fur?
Full Catalog All-Elent Summon?
Or all of them?
This is hard.
So many counterasures—it's hard to choose.
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