Ubermensch – Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Mason looked at Teshub.

The power of translation that Nodens had bestowed upon him had its limits. It couldn’t recognize the nuances of sound, only language.

Then the answer was simple.

“Are you hostile towards me? Or are you being friendly? It’s hard to read your expression as this is our first meeting.”

“I see. I had forgotten.”

Teshub said in a calm voice.

“We are different species.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you remember the name ‘Hope’?”

“I do. The only one of your kind that I know.”

Mason smiled bitterly.

“The child who came to us as an enemy, whom I promised to care for but failed to protect.”

“Hope means ‘희망’ in your language. What do you think hope means in our language?”

Teshub made a clicking sound. And Mason could now understand that it was the sound of laughter.

“…Teshub?”

“Yes.”

Teshub placed his hand on his chest and said in a calm voice.

“I am Hope from another dimension.”

Mason was momentarily speechless.

“I…”

“There is no need to explain, Oztalon. Our species is superior to yours in telepathy, and the moment I saw you, I read all of your memories. What our Worldship did to your world. And what you did for me, from another world, despite that. I could read it all at once.”

“I’m sorry. For not being able to protect you in another dimension.”

“Considering what happened in your universe, I don’t think you can be blamed.”

Teshub turned around and gestured elegantly.

“Follow me.”

He slowly started walking and they talked about various things.

“You seem to find it awkward that you are being thanked by me, from this dimension, for what you did for me in another dimension.”

“To be honest, yes.”

“We exist as a collective, and we can share each other’s memories. What he experienced is what I experienced as well.”

Teshub made a clicking sound.

“You must have gone through deep anguish, but your goodwill was not wrong, Oztalon.”

The place where he stopped walking was in front of the Worldship.

As Teshub concentrated for a moment, the bio-organic walls opened up, creating a path.

“Our civilization has 24 cities, including this planet and others, and this place, Nymphassil, is also a military city. So, I decided to stay here and wait for you.”

“How did you know I would come?”

“We made a deal with Nodens. To provide you with an army in exchange for finding safe universes.”

Entering the control room, Teshub looked at the giant orb inside. It contained the Worldship’s artificial intelligence.

Teshub put his hand into the orb, and when he pulled it out, he was holding a fist-sized marble in his hand.

“Here is your army.”

“What is this?”

“It’s a Spirit Stone. A marble that creates and commands the Treemen and Earthmen you saw on your way here.”

“I see. So this is my army…”

“And this is also your warship.”

“Huh?”

“This Worldship Nymphassil is a gift from me, and from our species, to you. It’s the only help we can offer you, who must walk a long and arduous path simply because you are righteous.”

“Teshub…”

“If you wish, you can call me Hope. If that name feels more familiar to you.”

Mason shook his head.

“Your name is something you earned throughout your life. I want to show respect.”

“You are noble.”

“I’m just respecting someone who deserves respect.”

Teshub folded his three pairs of arms simultaneously.

“It seems the loading of supplies is complete. As the captain of the Worldship, I await your orders.”

“Is dimensional travel possible?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know the coordinates of Nodens’ dimension?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go, Teshub.”

Mason smiled brightly.

“I have many friends to introduce you to!”

Teshub made a clicking sound and said.

“Worldship Nymphassil. Engage.”

Whiiiiir…

The roots of the Worldship shook and began to fold. The Worldship, rising into the air, positioned itself horizontally, and a terrifying energy began to gather at the bow of the Worldship.

“Dimensional travel ready. Please give the order, Oztalon.”

“Initiate dimensional travel!”

The Worldship was instantly engulfed in light.

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The Worldship arrived above Mars in Nodens’ dimension.

“Ugh?!”

At that moment, a fierce pressure was felt.

The Worldship was being crushed and pulled by a terrifying gravitational force.

‘It’s Nodens.’

Mason realized.

‘It’s because of Nodens’ own gravity.’

Mason hurriedly put on his communicator.

“Oztalon.”

As Nodens’ avatar appeared, Mason shouted.

“Control the gravity! The warship will be destroyed!”

“Understood.”

The moment Nodens’ avatar snapped his fingers, the Worldship regained its altitude.

Mason was once again awestruck by Nodens’ power.

His mere presence was exerting a gravitational pull comparable to a black hole.

“Are you alright, Teshub?”

“Yes.”

“How is the warship?”

“The damage to Nymphassil is at a level that can be self-healed. There’s no need to worry.”

“Good. Then let’s land.”

The Worldship landed near Mars.

As Mason and Teshub disembarked from the Worldship, Nodens greeted them.

“The bond that spanned a dimension has reunited.”

“Well, it’s thanks to you.”

If Nodens hadn’t negotiated in advance, they wouldn’t have given up a precious Worldship. Especially not those who were making an exodus with the fate of their species at stake.

“It happened because of your choice. There’s no need to be humble.”

Nodens asked with a smile.

“The army? Have you secured an army as well?”

“Yes.”

Mason held up the Spirit Stone high.

“…”

He looked at Teshub with an awkward expression.

“How do I use this?”

“Infuse it with energy and give it a command. In your case, it would be divine power.”

“Alright.”

Mason held up the Spirit Stone high and shouted.

“Arise, my army!”

At that moment, soil and plants began to rise, taking the shape of humans.

The Treemen and Earthmen stood there blankly, staring at Mason. Mason felt a mental connection with them.

“Good.”

He could be sure. If he gave the order, they would follow.

They were simple but loyal, and above all, they were not alive. He wouldn’t have to feel guilty even if he used them as consumables.

It could be said that they were a custom-made army for Mason.

Nodens said in a calm voice.

“Your pantheon is now complete.”

“Yes. Though it’s still small in scale.”

“Would it be alright to entrust you with combat missions from now on?”

Mason pounded his chest with a thud.

“Of course.”

“Good.”

Nodens said in a composed voice.

“There is a planet where the Destroyer’s reconnaissance party is invading. Destroy them and rescue as many inhabitants as possible.”

“Alright.”

As Nodens looked at Teshub, Teshub nodded. It seemed he had received the coordinates through telepathy.

“Nymphassil is ready. Please give the order when the sortie preparations are complete.”

“Load the Champion and the Ghost Dragon.”

“Yes.”

“Cú Chulainn. Take the vanguard.”

Cú Chulainn saluted.

“Understood.”

Mason looked at Deroa.

“Deroa. Convert faith into divine power and transfer it to me.”

“Okay.”

Mason felt his heart swell with confidence.

He had lost many times, but he had never given up.

It was time to win.

“Let’s go, my army!”

As Mason stretched out his hand, the Lion’s Great Hammer flew to him and settled in his grasp.

He raised the hammer high and shouted.

“To protect everyone!”

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Planet Derylok.

Low-ranking warrior Rochefoucauld reloaded his plasma rifle.

“Damn it!”

Six hours. It had only been six hours.

Since the metal meteor had fallen from somewhere in space.

Thirty minutes. The metal meteor, which had remained motionless in that spot for about 30 minutes, had instantly transformed into a white mechanical weapon with limbs and soared into the sky.

A high-speed combat weapon that surpassed supersonic speeds.

Derylok’s fighters had been intercepted, and the ground forces were desperately pouring out a meaningless barrage of fire.

“Is that single machine going to destroy our entire civilization? Are they going to slaughter us all?”

It was beyond terrifying; it was absurd.

The mechanical demon was moving at supersonic speeds, eliminating threatening enemies one by one.

There was only one reason why Rochefoucauld was still alive.

His turn hadn’t come yet. It was because he wasn’t a threat to the mechanical demon.

But that was almost over.

The high-ranking warriors had been slaughtered long ago, and even among the low-ranking warriors, the veterans were already gone.

There were still many low-ranking warriors alive, but hardly any had the will to fight left.

Rochefoucauld was becoming the last warrior with the will to fight.

“Damn it!”

Rochefoucauld emptied an entire magazine of his plasma rifle.

But most of the shots didn’t even reach the mechanical demon, and the few that luckily hit it couldn’t even pierce its barrier.

‘Save me…’

Rochefoucauld whimpered as he replaced the magazine.

‘Anyone… please, save me…’

Rochefoucauld aimed his gun again.

He knew it was a meaningless resistance.

But he had to resist, even if it was meaningless.

He had people to protect.

From his close family to countless civilians.

“Someone, anyone, please save us!”

It was at that moment.

Clang!

As the dimensional wall shattered, a bio-warship as large as a city was entering.

“What… is that?”

Even the mechanical demon, which had been flying around with such momentum, hesitated and looked at the bio-warship.