The communicator in the lab buzzed sharply. Kael Ardyn’s fingers moved quickly, almost dancing over the controls as he sent the same urgent message to more than ten mercenary corps around Tari City.Inside a middle school in Tari City, a young girl had to be brought out alive. Her safety was non-negotiable. Resistance would be brutal. The extraction point? That would be revealed once she was secured.The enemy forces were massive, and casualties were expected to be high. Only the strongest, most disciplined mercenary corps should respond. Time was critical. Multiple teams would take part. Protect the girl, and you’d receive full compensation. Make a special contribution, and you’d get extra rewards.No unnecessary conflict. The enemies were extraordinarily powerful. Financial resources were abundant.Within minutes, eight mercenary corps answered the call. Curiosity and the promise of a big payout drove them forward. Kael didn’t ev

Time crept by, unnoticed but relentless. Half an hour had passed since the zombie virus hit, and Tari City’s streets were nearly empty. Those who remained—if they could still be called alive—hid in homes, behind bolted doors, or in any sealed room they could find.The city was silent. Normal communication? Dead. Every government news broadcast repeated the same tired warning, over and over:"Attention all citizens: due to the spread of an unknown virus, please remain indoors. Lock all doors and windows. Government and military rescue units are on their way, estimated arrival time of approximately twenty hours. Beware of infected individuals."It sounded like hope, but it was a lie. People clung to it anyway, shivering in dark corners, pretending there might be salvation.Salvation wouldn’t come. Not in twenty hours. Not ever. Tari City was marked for destruction. A nuclear strike would turn the city to dust, and the government woul

The hum of the lab machines mixed with the steady drip of blood from the transfusion devices. It was a rhythm that matched Kael Ardyn’s heartbeat—cold, precise, relentless. Every movement mattered. Every breath counted. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t hesitate. The continuous transfusions from the blood containers kept his skeleton summoning skill stable, growing stronger with each pulse.Then the rifts opened.From the cracked floors of the lab, massive blood-red skeletons rose, bones gleaming under the harsh lights. Each stood over three meters tall. Terrifying, yes. But majestic, too. Like warriors from a place no human was meant to see. They didn’t rush. No frantic scrambling. They moved with purpose, precise and controlled, filing toward the elevators that led down to the basement of the Commercial Tower.The elevator doors opened. Twenty of them stepped in. Bones overlapped in ways that should have been impossible, yet somehow it wor

The first thing Kael heard was a chime. A sharp metallic note that felt far too cheerful for the kind of news it usually carried. It rang inside his skull like someone tapping a glass with a knife.“Ding. Congratulations, Host.”He froze. The voice was unmistakable. Smooth. Emotionless. The War God System never bothered to sound comforting, and it certainly never spoke unless something enormous was unfolding behind the scenes. Kael felt the familiar drop in his stomach, the kind you get when a roller coaster starts its sudden descent.“You have followed the hidden ultimate mission’s clue character, Alice. You traveled through parallel space and triggered a biochemical virus outbreak in the main world. This makes you responsible for releasing the virus.”Kael stared at nothing for a moment. His breath snagged in his chest before escaping in a short, uneven burst. Around him, the Beast World looked the same as always. Col,d dam

Kael Ardyn wrote steadily, explaining each step to the elderly woman sitting across from him. She nodded frequently, her eyes following every movement on the screen, sometimes pausing to ask a question. Kael answered with a casual precision, a quiet confidence in every word. When a question touched something he didn’t know, he didn’t stumble. He simply skipped it, calm and composed, like someone who’d handled far more complicated problems before breakfast.Despite her age, Grandma Jin hung on every word. Her face was alive with expression—curiosity, surprise, realization. Time passed unnoticed, measured only by the soft hum of the electronic display and the occasional click of her stylus on the glass.After an hour of careful explanation about the fusion of the two virus mutations, her eyes widened. “Ah!” she breathed, a sharp, involuntary sound that echoed through the quiet lab.“I understand! I get it now!” Her voice shook, full of excitement. “Quickly! Gather all personnel! Reestab