Ubermensch – Chapter 178

Chapter 178

Mason arrived at the edge of the universe.

And all he found was the cold, harsh truth that only humanity existed in this vast universe.

His dream, his simple wish to meet aliens and become friends, was impossible from the start.

‘Ah. If I had known it would end like this.’

Mason returned to Earth and, unable to overcome his apathy, looked upon the extinct humanity.

‘Ah, it would have been better not to dream.’

In front of the grave of his uncle, Robert Park, who left a farewell message saying he was sorry he couldn’t wait any longer…

‘If it was a dream that couldn’t come true, I wish I hadn’t dreamed it at all…’

Someone approached Mason, who was drowning in despair.

It was Mason.

Another Mason, from a different dimension.

He reached out his hand toward Mason…

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Mason was looking around the solar system.

“Is everyone alright?”

“Yes.”

The land they had was too vast compared to the number of people they had saved.

They lived together in their respective civilizations, exchanging things that couldn’t be obtained through prayer. For example, cultural creations and luxury goods.

And the one that made this trade possible by enabling interplanetary travel was the Nymphassil, the flagship of the Oztalon Pantheon.

Someday, they would be able to travel between planets on their own. But until then, the Nymphassil would be able to help them.

“Teshub. You’re working hard.”

“Not at all, Oztalon. This is also a way to help people.”

Teshub spoke with a cheerful tone in his polite manner.

“And I also enjoy being able to taste the latest creations.”

“Really? You enjoy creations too?”

“Yes. What I’m reading these days is about the romance between Oztalon and the High Priestess…”

Whack!

“Why the hell are you reading that?!”

At that moment, Deroa kicked Teshub’s shin.

And she hopped around, holding her foot.

“Ow…”

“Are you alright?”

“Do I look alright?!”

Deroa, screaming, looked at Mason and said,

“Hey! Big guy! Go shoot divine punishment at the bastards who wrote and read this!”

“We have to guarantee freedom of expression.”

Mason laughed.

“And isn’t that what myths are all about?”

Half of the myths were about gods fighting, and the other half were about gods loving. The members of the Oztalon Pantheon were also those who corresponded to Oztalon’s beliefs, so it couldn’t be helped.

“If you don’t do it, I will?”

“You hate stories about us dating that much?”

Deroa grumbled,

“Would you like it?”

“You hate me that much? I’m a little disappointed.”

“It’s not that I hate you, but…”

Deroa scratched her head and sighed.

“Damn it. Cancel the divine punishment. Those damn bastards.”

Teshub said with a smile,

“And also, there’s an opera about the High Priestess and…”

“Oh, man. Why am I so popular?”

Toward Deroa, who was bragging, Teshub’s next words followed.

“…the romance of the Archmage.”

“…Those bastards are really getting divine punishment.”

Deroa gritted her teeth.

It was a pleasant and enjoyable time. The time spent helping people. Moreover, the time spent with friends was a time that Mason could only describe as happy.

At that moment, a painful groan reached Mason’s ears.

This was not a prayer. It was a message.

It was a plea for help from a divine being to another divine being.

And Mason could tell who this plea was from.

“Lord of Time…”

A plea for help sent by the Lord of Time, Robert Park from another dimension, who was fighting the Destroyer in time.

And it wasn’t sent to Mason alone.

“Oztalon.”

Suddenly, a person appeared before Mason’s eyes.

It was Nodens.

“I believe you heard it too, but it seems the Lord of Time is in danger.”

“Yes.”

“Come to my main body.”

“I’ll be there soon.”

As Nodens’ avatar disappeared, Teshub wore a worried expression.

“It seems the situation is not good. Shall I accompany you with the Nymphassil?”

“Finish the transport you’re currently in charge of and stand by. I’ll ask for help if needed.”

“Yes.”

Mason took a step.

The next moment, he arrived on top of Nodens’ main body.

Feeling the soft sensation beneath his feet, Mason smiled bitterly.

‘This feeling is nostalgic.’

Nodens’ avatar was standing before Mason’s eyes.

“You’ve arrived.”

“What happened?”

“It seems the Lord of Time has reached his limit.”

“Is that so…”

Time was a critical point among critical points. The Destroyer was sending an infinite army to conquer time, and the Lord of Time was creating an equally infinite army to fight an endless war of attrition to avoid defeat.

But it seemed that even that had reached its limit.

“It was inevitable that the Lord of Time would reach his limit, but it was a little faster than I thought. For now, let’s send reinforcements to the Lord of Time with the Fighters we’ve produced so far.”

The Destroyer, Nodens, and the Lord of Time were Greater Gods whose mere presence could collapse the dimension they descended upon. In comparison, Oztalon was a powerful Intermediate God, but if he descended carefully, the dimension could withstand it.

Oztalon, the most powerful and active of the Intermediate Gods, would be the most suitable reinforcement.

Even aside from Mason’s relationship with Robert Park.

“Alright. Where are the Fighters?”

As Nodens turned his gaze, Fighters rose from the plains. They numbered in the tens of millions.

“Will this be enough?”

“At least it will be enough to put out the fire for now.”

Nodens asked,

“Do you remember the coordinates?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Nodens said in a calm voice,

“Come back safely.”

Mason grasped the air. At that moment, tens of millions of Fighters were bound together by Mason’s divine power.

“I’ll be back.”

Mason took a step.

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The boundaries between dimensions stretched out infinitely, and within that infinite time, an infinite battle was unfolding. Soldiers and Time Troopers were engaged in an endless war of attrition.

And there, a weary-looking god, the Lord of Time, was groaning in pain.

“Is that Oztalon?”

“Yes, Lord of Time.”

Mason released the Fighters he had brought. They joined each battlefield and attacked the Soldiers alongside the Time Troopers.

There were tens of millions of Fighters, but after deploying them to the infinite time boundaries, there were only one or two per battlefield.

However, even that seemed to give the Lord of Time a breather.

“I’m, I’m sorry. I tried to buy you enough time…”

“You fought valiantly, Lord of Time.”

“Robert. Call me Robert.”

The Lord of Time, Robert Park, smiled bitterly.

“Even though I’m not the Robert you remember.”

“Yes, Robert.”

Robert took a deep breath and stood up.

Looking at the battlefield of the time boundary, Mason said,

“We’re severely outnumbered. I’ll tell Nodens to send more reinforcements.”

“Thank you. But there’s a more urgent matter.”

“What is it?”

Robert lifted his clothes. There was a wound there, as if he had been stabbed by something.

Considering it was a wound inflicted on a Greater God who controls countless dimensions, it must have been an incredibly powerful blow.

There weren’t many beings with such power. And among them, only one would attack the Lord of Time.

“Were you attacked by the Destroyer?”

“That’s right.”

“Are you alright?”

“I’m not in a state to be worried about my well-being. The problem lies elsewhere.”

“Elsewhere?”

Robert wore a bitter expression.

“The blow wasn’t that big, but I momentarily lost control of time. And the Destroyer used that opportunity to infiltrate a time period he should never have entered.”

“What is that?”

Robert reached out his hand into the air.

Then, a truly infinite number of threads wrapped around his hand.

Perhaps each one of them was a timeline.

“The most important time period in all dimensions and timelines. The era when the one we call Nodens was a mere mortal.”

Robert picked out one of the threads.

“‘The Origin’.”

“You mean the past of Dreamland?”

“Yes.”

At that moment, Mason felt a chill down his spine.

The Mad God of Good, Nodens, was the most powerful being in all dimensions.

He was a bit suspicious, but he was also the greatest wall against the Destroyer.

“What happens if the Destroyer harms Nodens?”

“I don’t know how the time paradox will play out. But in the best-case scenario, only Nodens will disappear, and in the worst case, the entire dimensional system might be destroyed.”

“And even in the best case…”

“…The greatest bulwark against the Destroyer will disappear.”

Robert looked at Mason and said,

“Of course, the Destroyer’s main body didn’t go. At best, only a fragment at the level of a mortal entered. But a single word, a single bullet, can trigger a time paradox.”

“Will the Destroyer really cause a time paradox? Even if the Destroyer is a Mad Evil God, he must know that in the worst case, everything, including himself, might disappear.”

“Does a being who wants to destroy the whole world because he’s been hurt have any common sense? There’s only one solution. To stop the Destroyer before he comes into contact with Nodens.”

“Or eliminate him.”

“That would be even better.”

Robert said with cold eyes,

“Than having Nodens killed.”