Chapter 354: Difference in Class (2)

GateNet, the essential community for Awakened worldwide.

The server, which would normally be filled with posts recruiting for various parties or trading equipment, was boiling like a blast furnace on the verge of exploding at this very moment.

The main screen was completely plastered with red HOT tags.

[Real-time Trends]

1. New York

2. Ark

3. Dragon Guild

4. USA

5. Shadow Cult

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A massive rift torn open in the sky over Manhattan, New York, USA.

And the terrible ship, the ark, that descended beyond it, along with the pouring swarm of spider demonic beasts, was being broadcast live worldwide through helicopters and drones of various countries' media.

In the past, a similar disaster had occurred in Shanghai, China.

A terrible massacre back then where 20,000 Chinese S-rank Awakened were sliced away like autumn leaves by a single boss, Magenta.

However, the current reaction of the people around the world was distinctly different from back then.

[Title: Honestly, they'll block it this time, right? The USA's lineup form is crazy.]

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Dragon Guild Leader Thompson, promoted to SS-rank.

Dozens of SS-rank Hunters including Mage Sophia and Tank Kane deployed.

US military's M1A2 tank battalion and F-35 magical fighter jet squadron supporting.

They probably won't be helplessly sliced away like in Shanghai. Taking rebuttals.

The comment section was already in a festive mood.

—Did you see? Captain Thompson's Judgment of the Sanctuary! That is exactly the power of the USA!

—It's definitely on a different level from when the Chinese bastards fought. The defense line is incredibly solid.

—Sophia's magic control shivers. In the past she just poured out mana, but she's completely changed.

—At this rate, they'll clear out all the spiders and enter the ark within an hour, won't they? USA! USA!

—But surely, after the Earth update, the skills of the Awakened have increased drastically. It's on a completely different dimension from before.

—The USA is just lucky! The boss our heroes fought just didn't appear!

Netizens around the world were admiring the USA's underlying strength in crushing the spider swarm with overwhelming firepower.

As expected, praises poured in calling it the world's 1st ranked Awakened nation, and people firmly believed that this terrible disaster would soon be suppressed.

However, that sweet illusion did not last even 30 minutes.

The old man standing on the top of the ark on the screen laughed turbidly and slammed his staff down.

At that moment, the light of the entirety of Manhattan went out.

And GateNet's rampaging chat window also abruptly stopped in an instant, as if someone had pulled the server's power plug.

—……?

—What's this? Broadcast cut off?

After a momentary silence, the cameras switched to night vision mode and began to illuminate the gruesome hellscape.

—Kkeuaaaaak!

—M-magic isn't firing! The mana evaporates!

As soon as darkness fell, the mana of S-rank mages, including Sophia, sizzled and vainly disappeared.

Taking advantage of that gap, a giant spider demonic beast popping out of the darkness tore through the USA's boasted SS-rank tank Kane's shield like a piece of paper and pierced his chest.

Just a single strike.

Overwhelming death.

—Crazy, Kane died in one hit?!

—What the fuck! What is that! Why aren't they firing guns and missiles!!

When the comment section fell into a panic and started to have a fit, the US military's response began.

The fighter jet squadron circling over Manhattan poured out missiles, and the Abrams tank battalion on the ground opened fire simultaneously.

Kwakwakwakwang―!

Fierce firepower erupted, looking as if a miniature sun had risen in the middle of New York.

However, after the smoke cleared, people around the world had to doubt their own eyes.

—……Why isn't there a single scratch on that? They poured in everything except tactical nukes?

The ark didn't have a single speck of soot.

Rather, hundreds of sticky spiderwebs popping out from the darkness snatched the F-35 squadron in the empty air whole and crumpled them like catching flies, and spiders the size of houses landed and stepped on 60-ton tanks, crushing them like aluminum cans.

Fighter jets crashed.

Tank battalion annihilated.

Awakened defense line collapsed.

The whole world, which had been praising the power of the great USA just 10 minutes ago, froze in suffocating terror.

—See…… didn't I say so? That's not a disaster humans can stop…….

—It's over. New York will be erased. Oh God, have you abandoned us.

—It's the second coming of the Shanghai massacre incident, f*ck…… Just who on earth can stop that?

It was exactly at that moment when despair was swallowing the whole world.

Ureureureureung―!!!

In the sky over Manhattan, New York, covered in darkness, the space right above the ark shattered into pieces as if a mirror was breaking, and golden flames blazed.

—Huh? What is that in the sky?

—A dragon? It's a dragon made of bones? It looks different from the bone dragons we saw last time?!

The divine dragon Gleipnir, forged from the bones of an ancient dragon of antiquity and the bloodline of the abyss lord.

On top of the head of the divine dragon boasting its overwhelming majesty, a man with a fluttering black coat was looking down, resting Hell Rhapsody on his shoulder.

Behind him, the four Legion Commanders and guild members, their eyes flashing with blood-red glints, stood in formation.

—Crazy! Kim Minwoo! Kim Minwoo has arrived!

—Oh My God! Thank you, God!

—He came to save the USA!

The chat window, which had been trembling in despair just a moment ago, turned into a crucible of frenzy in exactly 1 second.

And, the truly astonishing performance of the Money Talks Guild raised its curtain.

With a single gesture of Kim Minwoo's chin, the guild members were shot toward the ground like cannonballs from the divine dragon's back.

Kwaaaang―!

Next to the blood-drenched Thompson, Namgung Min, holding twin daggers, plummeted down.

Simultaneous with his landing, the scythe-like front leg of a spider demonic beast aiming for a blind spot lunged like a thunderbolt.

Making the concerns of the chat window seem pointless, Namgung Min's figure scattered smoothly like smoke.

It was an afterimage.

Before anyone knew it, Namgung Min had leaped above the spider demonic beast's head.

In his hand, the dancing SSS-rank demonic sword Cardis drew a pitch-black line in the empty air.

Seogeok―!

Kwaaang!

Just a single clash. The SS-rank spider demonic beast that had been crushing US military tanks was split perfectly in half as if measured with a ruler, spilling out bloody water.

—What was that speed just now? I didn't see it?

—Lightning-fast assassination shivers. But who is that guy?

—Don't you know? It's a face I'm seeing for the first time?

—There was news that he recruited guild members. It must be that man.

The scene that followed was even more shocking.

Park Siwoo, who had stepped forward to the vanguard and was engaged in a melee while wielding the Holy Sword Arpesia, was shallowly scratched on the shoulder by a leg flying in from a blind spot.

The moment Park Siwoo shrugged his shoulder.

Slime-like granulation tissue wriggled at the cut wound, and in less than 0.1 seconds, new flesh sprouted perfectly and healed.

Park Siwoo laughed heartily and detonated the holy power compressed in the holy sword.

Peobeobeobeopeong―!

Over ten spider demonic beasts were sliced away like cutting radishes in a single slash.

—Huh? There wasn't even a healer just now, but the wound regenerated in 0.1 seconds?!

—Is he human? Isn't he immortal?

—Didn't the Dragon Guild members end up half-dead with a single graze?

—All the guild members are monsters like that? Just what kind of items is the Money Talks Guild eating!

Every time Han Siah, wearing a pitch-black dress, swung her scythe, the spiders dried up and twisted, and the arrows fired from Seo Yerim's divine bow accurately burst the heads of the fleeing shadow priests.

The deciding blow was the four Legion Commanders who came down from the sky.

"Arrogant rats, taste the pain of the abyss!"

The moment the high priests coming down from the ark were about to simultaneously cast dark magic.

The witch with fluttering silver hair, Merhen, lightly flicked her finger.

"Keu, heok?!"

The dark mages rather fell victim to a forced mana seal, vomited blood, and collapsed.

Toward that perfect opening, Cedric's blood-red spear plunged, and Olivia's Formless Sword mercilessly sliced their necks.

Peobeobeobeok―!

—Holy shit!!!

—Are you saying she blocked magic with a single word? Isn't that silver-haired lady really the God of Magic?!

—Are those the same monsters that were annihilating the US military and smashing New York just a moment ago? Why are they being butchered lol

Just 5 minutes.

The elite forces of the Shadow Cult that had driven the USA into hell were completely annihilated, ground up like in a blender without leaving a single bone, before the overwhelming military power of the Money Talks Guild.

"Hurrah! Long live Kim Minwoo!"

"God has saved the USA!"

The American citizens and blood-drenched Awakened remaining on the streets of Manhattan fell to their knees toward the sky and let out cheers.

—Starting today, my faith is the Death Cult! Long live Kim Minwoo!

—Is this the difference in capital, or the difference in class? It's just at the level of coming down to the human world from the divine realm to massacre commoners.

—Kya~~~ This is our Bro's guild class! Suck up to them, everyone!!!!

While the whole world was intoxicated and enthusiastic about the overwhelming military power of the Money Talks Guild.

Ureureureureung―!

The massive ark floating high in the sky.

The mana gauge pointing at its core was wavering ominously without stopping.

Before the forces on the ground were swept away, it had already finished its preparations for activation using the life force of the New York citizens who had been dragged away unjustly.

On top of the massive back of the divine dragon Gleipnir.

Kim Minwoo, floating in the empty air, looked up indifferently toward the ark soaring far above, with Hell Rhapsody resting on his shoulder.

Where his gaze landed.

At the very top of the ark, the High Priest of the Shadow, Persen, stood leaning on his staff.

Even though his elite troops were annihilated in just 5 minutes, Persen's face showed no sign of bewilderment.

Rather, looking down at Kim Minwoo who had swept the ground, he was showing a very interesting and bizarre smile.

Seueueueuk―.

The blood-red mana gauge of the ark began to fluctuate terrifyingly like a massive heart.

The taut tension before the storm.

The breathless gaze of the whole world focused solely on the two monsters locking eyes in the empty air.

Everyone swallowed dryly.

Before long, Gleipnir roared and began to soar toward the ark at an immense speed.