Ubermensch – Chapter 171

“It’s too dangerous for you alone, tin can.”

The Serious God, the Champion, possessed the fastest speed and maneuverability among Oztalon’s Pantheon. If it went full speed, even the Cthulhu Star Spawn wouldn’t be able to catch up.

But the problem was the lack of firepower.

There was no guarantee that the Champion alone could destroy R’lyeh, the production factory of Cthulhu Star Spawn and Cthulhu’s base.

If Mason were to board, it might be possible, but the firepower that the Champion could unleash on its own was limited.

“…Hmm.”

It was the moment the Spirit Dragon was contemplating.

Crackle! Crackle!

The dimensional boundary began to tear, and countless starlight appeared. Warriors of dazzling light, armed with ray guns that fired beams of death. The Star Warriors.

Among them stood a giant of starlight, about half the size of Mason and Cthulhu.

“This is Elder God Borbados. I will join the fray, at least in avatar form for now.”

The god’s voice reached the members of Oztalon’s Pantheon.

“I have heard your plan. If you create an opening, my soldiers will enter.”

“…Alright, matchstick.”

The Spirit Dragon nodded.

“Kuooooooo!”

Tens of thousands of Spirit Bullets fired by him converged at one point, creating a path.

Then, the Champion and the Star Warriors, firing beams in all directions, flew into the ocean.

The Cthulhu Star Spawn began to retreat to protect their base, and the battlefield of the divine soldiers shifted underwater.

The surface once again became a battleground for giants.

Mason engaged in close combat, while Nymphassil and Borbados’ avatar provided support from afar with cannons and ray guns.

The fight was more or less even. However…

“Cthulhu is getting stronger!”

Mason gritted his teeth.

The source of the evil god Cthulhu’s power. As long as chaos, madness, and despair continued, Cthulhu would only grow stronger.

“The people. We need to reassure the people!”

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Cultists were running rampant. They were hidden among the police, the military, and government officials, and their sabotage prevented the authorities from functioning properly.

“…”

The gods were fighting far beyond the horizon.

But Izzet could do nothing.

She could kill cultists. She could kill evil people.

‘But is that truly the answer?’

She had believed it was the right answer. She had believed it was the right thing to do.

But… now she couldn’t act with the same certainty as before.

Because the Michael she had killed had awakened Cthulhu.

And now, in this moment when death was more prevalent than ever… it was further from peace than ever.

“Answer me, my god.”

Izzet clasped her hands and prayed.

“What should I have done?”

There was no answer.

Izzet sobbed.

“Have you abandoned me too?”

It was then.

A small kitten approached and looked at Izzet, who was kneeling.

The moment she met its clear, innocent eyes, Izzet realized this was a kind of revelation.

‘You haven’t abandoned me.’

Bastet had not abandoned her. The benevolent goddess, who loved her followers and apostles, was still by her side.

‘You even gave me a revelation, so why don’t you answer me?’

Izzet realized.

‘It’s because the question is wrong.’

Izzet looked at the kitten, at the goddess Bastet.

“What should I do?”

At that moment, the kitten disappeared without a trace.

‘Are you not giving me an answer?’

No. That wasn’t it.

‘It’s because I already know the answer.’

Izzet wiped her tears and stood up.

She had made a mistake. She had done wrong.

But the goddess Bastet had not come to scold her. She had come to forgive her, no matter what sin she had committed, to comfort her, no matter what regrets she held.

Not to give up on life, even if there were hardships.

Not to crumble in regret, even if she had made mistakes.

She had come to help her rise again.

There was only one thing Bastet’s follower, who had fallen in life, could do after rising again.

To do what she could.

It was a simple and straightforward thing to do, but it was also incredibly difficult and challenging.

Izzet ran out into the streets.

To do what she could in the midst of chaos, where hatred and violence were rampant.

“In the name of the goddess Bastet!”

And beside her, countless cats ran alongside her.

These radiant cats bit the throats of cultists, licked the wounds of the injured, and guided the lost to safety.

Cats of Light were rising up all over the world.

The goddess Bastet was among the people.

Beside those who were ready to help others.

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Mason felt it instinctively.

‘Cthulhu’s power is weakening.’

The evil god Cthulhu was a being who grew stronger by feeding on chaos, madness, and evil.

The fact that he was weakening meant… that the chaos was subsiding.

‘Is it Bastet? Or someone else?’

That wasn’t important.

What was important was the fact that Cthulhu was weakening.

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted from the depths of the ocean, far in the distance.

It was the sound of R’lyeh being destroyed.

Wham!

Mason struck Cthulhu with his hammer. As he staggered back, Mason threw the hammer and gathered all his divine power in his right hand.

‘Seo Yeonhee. Watch me.’

The art of humanity, created by humans, passed down through generations.

The ultimate technique of the Heavenly Demon Cult, taught to him by Seo Yeonhee, shone brightly in Mason’s hand.

Under the name of Oztalon, the Guardian Deity, who protects humanity always and everywhere!

“Heavenly Demon Divine Palm!”

Thud!

The moment Mason’s palm struck Cthulhu’s abdomen.

Mason’s divine power, amplified by the principles of martial arts, surged through Cthulhu’s entire body.

Cthulhu’s body began to crack and split apart. The god born from the collective evil of humanity, the vanguard of evil, Cthulhu, was crumbling.

“…”

This probably wasn’t the end.

As long as human evil persisted, Cthulhu would eventually revive and attack again.

But Mason would stand in his way, whenever and wherever he appeared.

As long as there was evil to fight, as long as there were people to protect.

Oztalon, the Guardian Deity, would never back down.

“Return to nothingness, Cthulhu!”

Mason roared.

“To a place where you can no longer harm humanity!”

Boom…

Cthulhu’s massive body collapsed.

Kaboom!

With a tremendous roar.

“Whew…”

Feeling the intense heat wave, Mason sighed.

This was the end of everything…

“…Wait. Heat wave?”

Mason wore a puzzled expression.

And at that moment, he spotted the oil tanker crushed under Cthulhu’s knee. The crushed oil tanker, and the spilled oil, burning fiercely.

“…”

Frowning, Mason looked at Randy, who was inside Nymphassil.

“…Hey.”

“You gonna clean up that oil spill?”

<...You'll protect the cleanliness of the ocean too, right?>

Mason sighed.

“You really need to convert…”