Chapter 459

Uuuuung—!

Crossing the dimensional barrier, the Mary slid smoothly into the pitch-black space of the universe.

The destination was the northwest galaxy group based on current coordinates.

It was an unknown territory where the wave of the remaining legacy of the Supreme Sovereign of Death was detected.

On the main screen of the bridge, the Milky Way was flowing blindingly, and Kim Minwoo was sitting leaning deep into the captain's seat, handling Hell Rhapsody.

Jiiiiiing—.

At that time, the hologram of the skeleton maid Mary wearing a red ribbon popped up in the center of the bridge.

— [Great Master. The dimensional leap has steadily entered orbit. It is scheduled to take exactly 4 days of sailing from the current time to reach the northwest coordinates where the next legacy was detected.]

"4 days. As expected of our Mary."

Even Zenith Corporation's newest faster-than-light cruisers would take at least a month to reach the same coordinates, and even then, intermediate stops were essential due to dimensional leap stability issues.

However, Mary compressed that distance into a mere 4 days. The northwest galaxy group, which seemed far away, was no different from a neighboring town aboard the Mary.

4 days was the perfect rest period for the Legion Commanders to adapt to their changed specs and for himself to familiarize himself with the options of the newly reorganized legacies.

— [And Master. May I offer one suggestion?]

"Suggestion? What is it."

Mary slightly lifted her skirt hem and spoke politely.

— [To commemorate the Master's great potential liberation and ascension to a flawless Higher God, how about holding a massive festival inside the mothership?]

"A festival?"

Kim Minwoo twitched his eyebrow as if he found it interesting.

Mary floated various statistical graphs and real-time monitoring screens of the residential area in the empty air.

— [Yes. Currently, the psychological state of the nearly 100 million residents is extremely elevated. Since leaving Earth and boarding the ark, this is the first time they have experienced such a large-scale real combat, even if only through screens.]

It was exactly as Mary said.

A dimension where massive brass gears rotated.

Clockwork golems that crumpled space and time.

And the overwhelming martial prowess of the legion that sliced apart all those disasters.

In the hearts of the residents who watched all of that in real-time through Park Jihoon's live broadcast, a primal fear of the unknown universe and a surging relief that the battleship they boarded was incredible were violently colliding.

— [Leaving this extreme adrenaline to just dissipate through rest is inefficient. We must positively substitute this explosive energy and open a window for them to vent it. A festival will not only relieve the residents' stress and circulate the economy, but…….]

Blue eye glints flashed capitalistically in Mary's empty eye sockets.

— [It will become the catalyst for the most efficient and explosive supply of faith.]

A satisfied chuckle burst from between Kim Minwoo's lips.

100 million people forgetting fear and enjoying a festival in relief.

Eating delicious food, giving thanks for a safe place to sleep, and raising a toast of praise to the savior who bestowed all these miracles.

The overwhelming positive faith generated at that moment would efficiently become a top-grade magic power battery that completely fills Kim Minwoo's empty interior.

"I permit it. Instead, don't be stingy. Make all food and beverages, amusement facilities, and entertainment infrastructure inside the mothership completely free for 4 days."

— [For free? The consumption of demon realmization and faith points will be quite large.]

"There is no profit without investment. Mere food or infrastructure maintenance costs are a drop in the bucket compared to the value of the divine power I will scrape together. Make them eat, drink, get drunk, and prostrate themselves in praise before my statue."

— [Command received. I will immediately raise the curtain on a grand festival across the entire mothership!]

Mary smiled brightly and tapped the hologram panel.

It was the moment a massive and extravagant party began with a single hand gesture from Kim Minwoo.

Bii—.

Pbibik!

From the 1st residential area to the 10th residential area of the mothership Mary.

A clear chime bell sound rang across the entire mega-city, which divided the interior of the 150km lump of iron into continental units.

[Announcing to all residents. In commemoration of the great Death Lord's flawless ascension to divinity, a Grand Holy War Festival is declared for 4 days starting from this moment!]

[Furthermore, today is permanently designated as Ascension Day according to the Universal Standard Calendar, and a commemorative festival will be held across the mothership on the same day every year.]

[Please enjoy the historic 1st Grand Holy War Festival to your hearts' content.]

The super-massive holograms in the squares.

The monitors in private suites.

Even on the streetlamps of the streets, the image of Mary wearing a red ribbon appeared.

[During the festival, all restaurants, taverns, water parks, theme parks, and recreation infrastructure inside the mothership will be opened completely free of charge. Enjoy the Lord's mercy to your hearts' content, and raise a toast to his greatness!]

Silence.

A bizarre silence flowed for about 3 seconds in the massive residential area, which felt like an entire city had been relocated.

And.

"Waaaaaaah!"

"Long live the Death Lord! Long live Kim Minwoo!"

"This is crazy, really! Free?! Steaks?! Whiskey?!"

The 100 million residents who had abandoned Earth and come up, living frugally while praying to earn faith points every day, simultaneously let out shouts and poured into the streets.

"Now, hyung-nims! Do you see the heat of this festival!"

Official streamer Park Jihoon was already floating a camera drone with a large beer mug in one hand.

The scenery of the streets was truly no different from a red-light district in another world.

100 million Earthlings with different nationalities, hometowns, and races were perfectly integrated into one under the massive religion called the Death Cult.

"Cheers! To our great Lord!"

"For the Necromancer! God bless Minwoo Kim!"

A white male who was a Wall Street fund manager in New York and a Korean ahjussi who used to run a sewing machine in the Guro Industrial Complex were dancing with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Chik, chiiiiiik—!

Massive iron griddles were laid out all over the streets, and skeleton chefs wearing aprons and cute bow ties were grilling top-grade demonic beast meat with flashy bone finger snaps.

Carrying the plates were Specters walking around with trays balanced on their heads, and at the cocktail bar, a Dullahan bartender tossed his own head around like juggling while flashily mixing drinks and handing them out to people.

— lololol Wearing skeleton bow ties is so cute.

— The Dullahan bartender performance is crazy lolol I want to shoot him some faith points as a tip.

— Wow I should have boarded the ark too……. It's hell outside, but over there is complete heaven.

Comments full of envy from the Awakened remaining on Earth poured like a waterfall.

Park Jihoon took a large bite of a freshly grilled massive barbecue skewer and winked at the camera.

"Hyung-nims, but do you know what's really amazing about this festival? Alcohol is pouring like water like this, and 100 million people of different nationalities are tangled up dancing…… but not a single crime is happening."

It was exactly as Park Jihoon said.

The streets were packed without room to step, and people were heavily drunk, but there was not a single common argument, fistfight, or pickpocketing.

"Oh my! I-I'm sorry! I got drunk and accidentally stepped on your foot! Please forgive me with the Death Lord's mercy!"

"Not at all, brother! It is my fault that the top of my foot went out to meet your sole! Haha!"

Two drunken sturdy men bumped shoulders on the street, but they were warmly exchanging praises while bowing ninety degrees to each other.

Seeing that sight, Park Jihoon giggled and explained.

"This is all thanks to our Mary's perfect system. What happens if you commit a crime or cause harm to others here? Your faith points are immediately deducted in real-time."

Faith points on the mothership Mary were currency, ID, and a lifeline all in one.

If these points dropped below a certain level, a severe penalty was given.

They would be immediately kicked out of the comfortable suite they were living in, their rations would be reduced, and in the worst case…….

[Filth Disposal Squad. You have received an additional 300 hours of purification work in the Sector 3 sewers.]

"Heueueuhuk……! There's no end to wiping poop, wiping poop……."

"You old geezer! If you hadn't cut in line when we were getting our rations earlier, our faith points wouldn't have been deducted!"

At the bottom of the deep and dark sewers of the mothership, the sight of former Dorim Group Chairman Cho Chunghoon and Chairman Choi brushing while covered in poop water and wastewater flashed briefly on the camera.

A fair and perfect judicial system where even conglomerate heads are ruthlessly thrown into the cesspool if they lack faith.

Rather than becoming an orphan in space and being kicked out or wiping the cesspool, it was the most rational way to survive to forcibly become an angel, considering and praising each other.

Thanks to that, even with alcohol and pleasure overflowing, the interior of the mothership was rolling along as the most moral and orderly utopia in the entire universe.

"Lord! Thank you!"

"Great God of Death! May your authority be eternal!"

Delicious food.

Absolute safety.

A comfortable environment.

The blind and pure praises bursting from the mouths of 100 million people became a massive wave and soared toward the ceiling of the mothership.

The highest VIP observation deck of the mothership Mary.

Kim Minwoo was leaning against the railing, looking down at the festival scene of the massive residential area spread beneath his feet.

Five-colored brilliant hologram fireworks exploded, and the cheers of tens of millions of people buzzed and transmitted beyond the thick superalloy armor plating.

"Good. Very good."

Kim Minwoo closed his eyes and focused his consciousness on his chest, the Heart of the Supreme Sovereign of Death.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Along with a heartbeat that felt like it would burst, the energy of faith and mad joy spewed by the 100 million creations rushed in like a massive tsunami, filling up the empty core at a terrifying speed.

A blind gratitude that makes them voluntarily put a leash on themselves by bestowing overwhelming grace, rather than submission forced by fear.

Kim Minwoo already knew far too well how pure and heavy the divine power that translated into was.

[Massive energy of faith is absorbed!]

[The Heart of the Supreme Sovereign of Death is rapidly charging!]

Watching the gauge shoot up in real-time, the corners of Kim Minwoo's mouth curled up.

'I'm full even without eating.'

At this speed, by the time they reach their destination in 4 days, he would be able to refill a significant portion of the faith he used.

A perfect rest and the stretching of sweet spec-ups.

The ship of the Death Lord, which will swallow the entire universe, was cleaving through the endless abyss toward the next legacy.