Opportunity in the Game Becomes Reality Chapter 291
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Opportunity in the Game Becomes Reality Chapter 291
62. Crossing the Line (1)
The reason Bug's group was captured is because they killed the Aztec god on their own accord.
If those guys were left alone, more sacrifices could occur, so it was judged that they would negatively impact the balance of the two worlds.
That's why Arc Scarlet and Dark Square stronger than the mythological beings that appeared on Earth were sent, but….
The ones who were supposed to catch Bug ended up killing a god from Indian mythology.
I massaged my temples and let out a sigh.
"W-Well, we can just revive him, right?"
At my reaction, Arc Scarlet stammered and pulled a man's torn-off right arm out of subspace and handed it over.
It was the only remaining body part of Chinigchinich, the god from Western Native American mythology.
I struck Arc Scarlet's head with the side of my hand, received the arm, and said.
"It's fine. It's my fault for sending you."
"Really? Then I'm innocent?"
I struck her head once more, then drew up Mana and cast revival.
Fortunately, this god hadn't been dead long, so the chances of revival were high.
-Fwoosh!
As expected of a high-ranking being, a massive amount of Mana drained out.
The arm then turned to ash and disappeared, and shortly after.
Chinigchinich was revived in a flash of light.
"Hm?"
But everyone tilted their heads in confusion upon seeing the revived Indian god.
They had expected a sturdy adult man, but a boy had appeared instead.
"I'm sure I died...."
"I revived you."
"And you are?"
"I'm the boss of these guys you fought."
His appearance was that of a boy, but his memories seemed intact.
The moment he saw Arc Scarlet's puzzled expression, he nearly jumped out of his skin.
Unfortunately, now was not the time to pay attention to his reaction.
The reason was….
"By the way, do you possess some kind of special ability? Your appearance aside, why is your aura so weak?"
It was because of his feeble aura, which was on a completely different level from the mythological beings I had seen so far.
The gods that appeared on Earth had abilities equal to or surpassing dragons and Demon Kings.
But the Indian god before my eyes was, at best, only at the 8th Circle level.
Of course, even that would be enough to live comfortably anywhere, but compared to before, it was an absurd drop in stats.
At my question, the boy Indian seemed to realize his abnormality belatedly and swallowed dryly.
"W-What? What's going on? Why is my body smaller? What did you people do to me?"
Asking that is useless.
It's not like I made him this way on purpose.
If I were to roughly deduce this situation.
"Do transcendent beings drop in rank when revived?"
I looked at the Demon King, Heavenly King, and dragon beside me.
At the very least, they would have witnessed the revival of a Demon King or dragon of the same rank.
But everyone shook their heads at my question.
It meant that even they had no idea.
"Judging by the reactions, it doesn't seem to be that either…."
There's no way I, of a higher rank, would fail at something even ordinary Demon Kings and dragons could do.
In short, it meant some other factor was involved between the revival used before and the revival now.
"This won't do. I need to verify it."
Since there could come a situation at any time where I'd need to cast revival on my companions, I needed to confirm this properly.
"There are still plenty of strong monsters in Dragonlands, right?"
At my question, Blake and Brangish nodded.
There are semi-dragon-level monsters in Dragonlands, so catching them and experimenting should work.
* * *
I suspected two possibilities regarding what affected revival.
The first was that it might be because I revived Earth's beings in Rondel.
The second was that perhaps mythological figures were simply peculiar.
But upon verification, neither was the problem.
"The effect of revival itself had diminished."
This was the same not only for me, but also for Brangish the dragon and Igniel the Heavenly King.
The three of us conducted revival experiments on Named monsters caught from Dragonlands.
It didn't take long before we immediately witnessed stats dropping the moment they were revived.
"In other words, the law of the ability called revival itself has changed."
This means one thing.
It means the goddess altered the existing laws.
"Why would Sepia suddenly...."
"Hmm."
Everyone reacted with confusion, but I had a rough idea of the reason.
'It's austerity.'
The goddess is currently not in the same state as before.
She poured far too much power into the integration of the two worlds, and even now she is struggling with the adjustments.
Because of that, I believe she has restricted miracles that consume a lot of resources.
'Perhaps she has imposed restrictions on even more things, and what we've noticed so far might be just this.'
Once that conclusion was reached, worry for the goddess came rushing in.
Like her or not, was she not my Mother?
But thinking that she must be doing this because she can't maintain the world otherwise made me feel sorry for no good reason.
After all, she's doing this to clean up the mess my past life, Kaeos, made.
"From now on, we shouldn't fight with revival in mind."
"For stats to drop like this, it's practically a death sentence."
I suspect that if the Demon Kings die, they'll end up at the 9th-circle level, and if I die, I'll drop to dragon level.
If that happens, I won't be able to maintain my current power.
From now on, revival should only be meaningful for bringing the dead back to life.
"Thanks to me, you've learned a super important fact, haven't you?"
My lips twitched at the sight of Arc Scarlet bragging inappropriately for the situation.
"Since the Indian god couldn't fully revive, you've essentially erased one of Earth's mythologies, you know."
"Huh?"
Passing by the guy who was reacting with a look that said 'Is that how it works?', I approached the gloomy Chinigchinich.
"Chichi, please stay here and live as a human. We'll research ways for you to find your original abilities here as well."
At my words, the Indian god tilted his head.
"Chichi? Are you talking about me?"
Chinigchinich is, as expected, too complicated.
So I decided to shorten it to just Chichi.
* * *
The former demon worshipper Selin possesses the martial power of a Dark Sword Mage at nothing less than the Lordmaster-class.
Although the destructive power of each individual strike falls short compared to a true Lordmaster, as a Magic Swordsman she has diverse applications and is suited for covert operations, so she has increasingly been heavily favored by Adrian recently.
Currently, she is searching for the maker of the bomb that was used in the terrorism against Adrian during the ASEAN conference.
The special bomb that managed to pierce even Adrian's defenses was a great threat to Rondel as well, so this was a natural measure.
"Are you sure they're hiding in Baghdad?"
"O-of course I can't be 100% certain, but the probability is quite high. It's strange that no god from Sumerian mythology famous enough to be rumored as the basis of the Bible has appeared at all."
Adrian's instruction was to identify and investigate gods with technology-related mythology.
In response, I met with figures from various mythologies including the Tuatha Dé Danann, but there was no being that stood out.
Then, a low-ranking member of the Blue Moon branch managing the Middle East region mentioned a certain god.
'The Sumerian god Enki (Ea) is suspicious. He is the chief god of Sumer who governs water, and is also called the god of wisdom, technology, and creation.'
There is also a story that it was Enki who warned Noah from the Bible about the flood.
Regardless of whether it's true, in terms of mythology alone, he's one of the gods with serious credentials.
It's rare for such a being to also govern technology.
'Moreover, on the internet, the parts of Enki's mythology related to technology and wisdom have disappeared. As if someone deliberately erased them. But they still remain in books. Look at these.'
Furthermore, evidence was caught showing that someone had blatantly manipulated Enki's information on the internet, so the Blue Moon member was convinced Enki was the culprit.
"Tch, I'll let it slide just this once. Concentrate manpower in Baghdad. I'll move separately."
"Yes, understood."
Selin was steadily approaching the ringleader, Enki (Ea).
* * *
Mustafa, the brother-in-law of the Iraqi President protecting Enki and the head of an international hacker organization, was in an extremely good mood.
Because he had succeeded in obtaining the powerful card that was America.
Thanks to this, his power became even more firmly established, and if America's funds were added to Enki's technology, the synergy would be tremendous, so the future was very bright.
So Mustafa had no choice but to be in a good mood.
However, it didn't take long for his mood to be slammed to the ground.
"Captain!"
"What is it?"
"Some guys are stirring up Baghdad! It's hard to confirm the exact number, but it seems they're using something called a translation artifact!"
"What?"
When a translation artifact is used, the lip movements and the conversation fall out of sync.
Currently, this characteristic is used as a way to distinguish Rondelians, whose appearance is similar to Earthlings.
That is to say.
It meant they had been caught by the Rondel side.
'Is it my fault?'
There was no room for doubt.
After all, this situation had arisen because he had attempted terrorism against Adrian to resolve things easily, only to fail.
Because of this, Mustafa hurriedly went to find Enki.
But had he moved too hastily?
When he reached the vicinity of the bunker where Enki was hiding.
-Step, step.
Startled by the light sound of footsteps following behind him, Mustafa's head whipped around.
"W-who are you?"
A woman was following behind him.
A pretty woman with a still youthful air.
However, apart from her beauty, an alien aura that seemed to prick at the skin could be felt.
He easily noticed that it was killing intent.
"Just keep going on your way."
Speech that did not match her lip movements.
She was a Rondelian.
Flustered by this, Mustafa unconsciously took a step back.
At his suspicious behavior, the woman, Selin, who had curled up the corners of her mouth, said.
"You know exactly what kind of situation you're in right now, don't you?"
"...."
"Finally found you, haha."
Even though she looked much younger than him, he could not move a muscle.
Mustafa racked his brain desperately, but it was all useless.
"Is it because I've been watching someone who's so good at scheming up close? How is it that you look so clumsy?"
Selin placed her hand at her waist and pulled something out.
Then, with a shing, a pitch-black Sword God came into view.
"What are you?"
"You don't need to know. Let's have a deep conversation."
"D-do you think you'll get away with this? My brother-in-law is the President of this country!"
"What's so great about the President of a country like this that could be destroyed overnight if I felt like it."
The confidence felt in her actions and words.
The opponent was no ordinary Rondelian.
It was clearly a transcendent being with powerful military force.
"Damn it, as expected, you have the mindset of an invader."
"Invader? Ah, so that's how you defined it, to rationalize your own actions."
"What did you say?"
"Isn't it true? If the two worlds go to war, Earth will be destroyed, and yet you commit terrorism against Your Highness Lawrence who is trying to prevent that war anyone can see that's insane."
Mustafa made an expression as if he had no idea what she was talking about.
But the response that came back was a sneer.
"Too late. You've already revealed yourself to be connected to Enki. Where's Enki?"
Mustafa had no choice but to let out a deep sigh.
Because the opponent had already grasped Enki's existence.
"Enki likes to be called Ea. He says that name is pretty."
"What?"
Right now, he was merely an existence that would obstruct the plan.
In the end, Mustafa made his decision.
-Kwaang!
He had detonated the bomb implanted in his body just in case, killing himself.
Selin had no time to respond.
Because it was over the moment he simply pressed a single button.
"Ha, you're even worse than the demon worshipers."
Meeting a Middle Eastern extremist for the first time, she could not help but admit that her own method had been wrong.
But she was not greatly worried.
Selin immediately made a call somewhere.
"Adrian-nim? Yes, there's been a problem. There's someone I need to revive."
A complacent death was no different from admitting that he himself was the culprit.