The Ideal Realm and the Clash of Authorities

The atmosphere of the Otherworld War between the two sides had grown deadly serious, yet the conversation between the Origin of Dimensions and the Magic God of Dimensions only grew louder and more chaotic. Then, a situation that completely flipped the mood occurred.

The Feminist, who had been utterly overwhelmed by Riasna—the one who wielded both crimson flames and black lightning capable of completely annihilating the authorities of the god race—suddenly changed his stance. But the change was bizarre. From the Feminist's body, identical red flames and black lightning surged forth, clashing with and canceling out Riasna's own power.

Fwoooooosh—! Fwoooooosh—!

From the Feminist, crimson flames rose at nearly the same intensity as Riasna's, colliding violently. He had given up on trying to appease her. Having already resolved to win by any means necessary, he clenched his teeth, his expression turning ominous. It was only natural. If he lost today, what Riasna would demand was obvious.

‘That is something I cannot concede, not for the future of my clan.’

Assuming he had regained all his past power, he had no luxury to hide his authority. The only path to survival was to suppress her before she could fully acclimate to her original strength.

“Oh my, my, my? A member of the god race is using the authority of the demon race?”

“Huh? So he really was hiding an authority after all.”

The authority of dimensions required extremely high computational power and understanding. The Origin of Dimensions present here stood at the absolute pinnacle in that regard. He immediately identified its true nature.

“Is it resonance? Even though he is not a demon god, he is using the authority of the demon race and even achieving resonance? Haha—! This is interesting. But why is he doing it like that?”

The wave of the Feminist's divine power was almost identical to Riasna’s. While the Almighty God Tribe could use any god race authority through the raw power of their own authority, the Feminist was using it by resonating with his opponent. There might be other reasons, but the limitation was clear. Since he was merely imitating an opponent’s authority rather than using one he had painstakingly trained himself, he could never truly win. Just as a fake could never defeat the real thing.

However, the Magic God of Dimensions, who had been observing Riasna’s battles ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this entire time, continued with his answer.

“And it’s internal discord using that resonance. The God-destroying Crimson Flame and God-destroying Black Lightning that are fused and active inside Riasna are slowly falling out of sync. It seems to be the influence of the Feminist’s special authority.”

“Hoh? I see, that makes sense.”

The Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family, whose greatest trait was the curiosity of a researcher who could not tolerate unanswered questions, showed clear interest. Moreover, the results of his accumulated training and experiments had finally perfected the authority of dimensions—a power that boasted absolute versatility in any world, whether the Otherworld or beyond. His inquisitiveness was exceptional even among the Wind Family.

Analyzing the effects and mechanisms of a Creator God or Demon God King’s authority was child’s play to him, and he did not hesitate. Using the eyes of an Eternal Being, he saw everything. He saw the countless shadowy figures filling the space around the Feminist.

Numerous women, blurred like shadows, were assisting the Feminist. Seeing there were over several thousand of them, it was clear they were his harem candidates, but their exact function remained a mystery. Yet among those silhouettes, he could also see several female demon gods activating the authority of the God-destroying Black Lightning Demon Race.

“Oho! So there are female demon gods of the God-destroying Black Lightning Demon Race as well. He’s operating the demon race’s authority with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠their help. That explains how he can use a demon god’s authority without becoming one himself. However, the fact that he can even block the backlash means he is operating under completely different rules…?”

After a brief moment of thought, the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family, having grasped the entire picture, spoke with clear fascination.

“Is this the manifestation of the Ideal Realm of the Ideal God Race? Another world constructed from the proper wishes and wills of countless sentient beings. A phenomenon that exists solely as an ideal, unlike the authority of dimensions which creates entirely new worlds? Within that ideological realm, the Feminist can draw upon and use the power of the women who support him. As a Main God with relatively few supporters, the effect is still minor, but if it reached tens of thousands, it would be considerable. Kahahahaha—! And on top of that, it even has the function of causing the opponent’s authorities to clash against each other. This is truly fascinating. If the Dimension Creator God Coa had faced him directly, it would have been dangerous.”

“Indeed.”

The Magic God of Dimensions did not deny it and immediately agreed. Of course, it was also the words of the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family, but from the very first time he had seen the Feminist, he had felt an extreme sense of danger. That anxiety was now clearly visible before his eyes.

Riasna’s authorities, which should have been nearly perfectly fused and stably manifested, were slowly revealing cracks. An impossible phenomenon was occurring—external resonance was interfering with and controlling the operation of authorities inside her body.

Kuuuuuuuuuuuung—!

Eventually, pushed back by the pressure of the Feminist’s God-destroying authority, Riasna was sent flying backward. It wasn’t that his power was stronger; she herself had grown weaker. The two God-destroying authorities—crimson flames and black lightning—were similar yet fundamentally different. When the two fused, they displayed power equal to a transcendent authority. The Feminist was disrupting that connection and sowing discord between them.

‘If even two similar authorities lose control like this the moment they enter the Feminist’s Ideal Realm, what would happen to me? I’ve learned many authorities, and my main focus is magic, which has completely opposite properties. Ugh—! The probability of me exploding instantly is very high.’

The Magic God of Dimensions grimaced horribly as he imagined himself in battle. As the Magic God of Reality Denial, he could use divine power and magical power without any restrictions, like tools. In exchange, he had lost the possibility of reaching the pinnacle in any single field. Still, that was a realm only a tiny handful chosen by talent, like the All-Powerful Splendor Hwi, could ever hope to reach. Considering its versatility, it was an acceptable trade-off.

However, if he were to lose control of his authorities, it would be like a volcano meeting the sea. His body would be unable to withstand the collision, and death would be inevitable.

‘Ah, damn it—! So the Feminist shakes the very integration of an opponent’s authorities? He confuses the opponent’s authorities and causes them to self-destruct. It’s a cheap trick that wouldn’t work on a pure battle god, but for someone like me who’s half-assed everything, it’s the worst possible matchup. If I had fought him with full power without knowing this, the moment I got caught, my body would have exploded and I’d be dead, or I’d have vomited blood and lost instantly. Now I understand why he fearlessly challenged me even after I defeated the All-Powerful Splendor Hwi, who couldn’t even make a sound. Our compatibility is complete garbage.’

War brings glory to the victor and cruelty to the defeated. That was why he never fought unless he was certain of victory. Yet the Feminist had picked a fight far too easily, and no matter how much he investigated, he couldn’t find a reason. The ominous feeling had made him avoid direct combat and instead promote his subordinate Main Gods to Creator Gods to secure victory. That was also why he had avoided direct battle with the Feminist as much as possible and even permitted Riasna to speak with him.

Seeing the current situation, he realized how wise that decision had been.

‘There was no reason to fight immediately when I didn’t even know why the opponent was so confident in his certain victory. That was incredibly lucky. By the way, the Ideal Realm of the Ideal God Race? He calls it an “ideal paradise” while all it does is cause discord through resonance! How should I respond to this vicious authority that only incites internal conflict?’

In terms of pure combat power or destructive force, the Ideal God Race could not possibly stand against the God-destroying Black Lightning Demon Race, which had fused two racial authorities. Yet the reason they could fight on equal footing was because problems arose in that integration, causing them to be pushed back like this. The fear of internal discord was a fundamental weakness for any being with multiple authorities.

‘The only solution is to relentlessly train and strengthen my control.’

As Riasna was driven into a corner, even the Origin of the God-destroying Black Lightning Demon Race could not hide his displeasure. Strangely, however, he showed no anxiety that she would lose.

‘Since he is watching the qualification battle, he isn’t simply turning a blind eye to his direct descendant just because she cut ties. Does Riasna have a hidden power as well?’

Once again, the flow of battle shifted completely.

The desperate look on Riasna’s face, which had been on the verge of defeat, vanished entirely. Instead, the inherently vicious fighting spirit of the demon race erupted from her like an explosion.

Puhahahahaha—!

Kwaaaaaaaaang—!

The black lightning that had been swirling around her completely disappeared. Only crimson flames remained, devouring the Feminist’s own flames. The flames were so overwhelmingly powerful that it was hard to believe they belonged to the same God-destroying Black Lightning Demon Race. They burned everything in their path.

The Feminist, whose authorities that had been protecting his body and suppressing Riasna were completely erased, recoiled in terror and retreated to avoid the crisis. However, he could not prevent his War God Robe from melting or his proud beautiful face from being scorched.

“Kuuuuuuuugh—! In the end….”

Riasna’s sanity had almost flown away in her fighting spirit, but she still retained some sense of distinction. Her face remained intact, yet her body was in a state where it could turn to ash in an instant. Seeing the heir of the god race—who usually only schemed from behind—reduced to such a wretched state in a head-on confrontation, the Origin of the God-destroying Black Lightning Demon Race broke into a deeply satisfied smile and laughed loudly. It was a refreshing laugh that seemed to release all the pent-up frustration he had accumulated.

“Kahahahahahaha—! That’s it! As expected, you only fight properly when you’re cornered. Overwhelming ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠power is the only answer against those who only scheme from the back. Burn him to complete ash!”

Gooooooo—! Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

Merely being near Riasna caused the body of the Feminist—a Main God Lord equal to a Creator God—to burn. Even the surrounding space itself was aflame. It was obvious that any ordinary authority or attack would turn to ash before it could even approach. It was a truly astonishing display of power.

‘Hooo—! So when she gets serious, she can produce such power with just the crimson flames alone, without the black lightning fusion? To output power equal to a fused authority by herself… is this nearly an absolute-level personal authority? I found it strange that Himejina, whose abilities seemed comparable, treated her with such respect as a superior, but if it’s at this level, it makes perfect sense.’

“Mmm—! As expected.”

The face of the Origin of the Ideal God Race hardened at his successor’s predicament, but he did not seem worried. The support of over three thousand female Main Gods or higher transcended the imagination of ordinary gods.

‘If Riasna possesses a personal authority that defies common sense, then the Feminist possesses an equally powerful support authority. As long as women who love the Feminist exist, he will not be easily defeated by any power.’

Sure enough, the Feminist’s body and War God Robe were restored in an instant. Even the Magic God of Dimensions was shocked by a regenerative ability that not even a Creator God should possess. He himself was confident in his recovery thanks to the title of Origin, yet this was nearly on the same level.

‘Is this the support of the Ideal Realm? As long as he isn’t killed in a single strike, he recovers to this extent. Winning through a sloppy fight will be difficult. However, there is also no way for the Feminist to defeat Riasna now that she is fighting in earnest. Then this match will be decided by who tires first. It will come down to the depth of their training.’

As he analyzed the situation, the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family suddenly opened a dimensional gate and spoke.

“This match looks like it will drag on. There is no need for us to wait for the results of a Creator God qualification battle. Dimension Creator God Coa, it is time for you to head to the Otherworld.”

“Ah—! Yes! But….”

Of course, there was no need for him to wait for the results of that qualification battle. The matter of the Main God War that had arisen from the rebellion had also been resolved. There was no longer any excuse to delay. Yet when he thought of the unstable situation in the Divine Realm, his feet refused to move.

Without a Main God Lord in the Main Divine Realm, they could not defend against the Substitute God Clan, and the Dimensional Divine Realm might face invasions from other divine realms and the demon race. He needed to buy time somehow to reinforce the defenses.

“There is the issue of reinforcing the defense against the Substitute God Clan in the Main Divine Realm, so if I could have just a little more time….”

“Do not worry about the Substitute God Clan. They are pouring all ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠their strength into occupying the Gray Realm, so they have no energy left to pay attention to the Main Universe. Look.”

He lightly opened a dimensional gate and projected a distant view of the Gray Realm.

Ooooooooong—! Fwaaaaaaaaah—!

The Gray Realm, which was one-tenth the scale of the Absolute Realm yet still a hundred times larger than the Main Universe, was vast. However, the lights that looked like a shining river cutting across exactly half of its territory were far too distinct and beautiful. Yet those lights were the self-detonations of the Substitute God Clan, sacrificing themselves to take their enemies with them in their final moments.

When the view was pulled closer, the sight of colossal Substitute Gods the size of planets desperately fighting against beings merely the size of humans within the light of those explosions was utterly surreal and heartbreaking. All the debris scattered across the battlefield consisted of the shattered planetary armor of the Substitute Gods. Of course, while small in size, the corpses of powerful beings from the Absolute Realm were also enormous in number. Although spiritual beings could recover as long as their divine spirits were intact and they had vitality, the damage was horrific to witness.

‘Just how much damage have they exchanged in such a short time that nearly the entire battlefield is covered in corpses and debris? This level of vitality consumption could only be sustained by the near-infinite vitality of the Absolute Realm. Will this even be recoverable?’

The killing intent radiating from the Creator Substitute Gods and the Origins of the Absolute Realm as they faced each other with grave injuries was so intense that even he, watching from beyond the screen, felt a chill.

The Origin of Dimensions focused the view on the Creator Gods and Origins who were commanding the battlefield from the frontlines and declared firmly.

“Since the Substitute God Clan has committed every single Creator Substitute God and high-ranking Main God who maintained dominion over the Main Universe into securing territory in the Gray Realm, they will only focus on area defense. Furthermore, I have already told my son, the Origin of the Substitute God Clan, to exclude this place from their objectives, so you need not worry.”

“The Origin of the Substitute God Clan is your son—! I… I understand.”

The Magic God of Dimensions was hearing for the first time that the Origin of the Substitute God Clan—who was currently waging a racial war over every Main Universe, spiritual being, and dominion—was the son of the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family. He gasped in shock and quickly agreed. Even if that weren’t the case, a lower Origin could never refuse an order from a higher Origin.

‘If the difference in rank or ability between a higher Origin and a lower Origin is incomparable, the lower one must obey absolutely.’

Moreover, if the current lower Origin was unsatisfactory, the higher Origin could simply train a new candidate and appoint them instead.

‘In that case, the lower Origin would have to stake their very existence and their entire clan in a contest against the new candidate.’

Therefore, even though direct intervention was forbidden, there was no lower Origin who could ignore even a passing comment from the Origins of the Wind Family.

Even so, he could not leave immediately. His position as Main God Lord and Main God of the Divine Realm was extremely precarious at the moment.

‘It hasn’t been long since I ascended to the Divine Realm. Instead of solidifying my foundation, I’ve only been expanding, so it’s practically a sandcastle.’

He had even gone so far as to create an artificial planetary barrier around the Main God War area out of constant fear of rebellion.

“However, the defense posture of the Dimensional Divine Realm against the demon race is unstable….”

“I will impose a ban on qualification battles in this region for the demon race, so go quickly.”

The moment the topic of war with the demon race came up, the Demon God Emperor cut him off sharply and drew a clear line.

‘I’ve finally read the room properly. Now that I realize the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family came because of the Magic God of Dimensions, I must send him to the Otherworld by any means necessary. Only then will his interest here fade.’

Having read the surrounding situation, the Creator General also spoke up.

“Until you return from completing your mission in the Otherworld, I will also prohibit the Main God War with the Dimensional Divine Realm. You need not worry about anything here. Go to the Otherworld with a light heart and carry out your duties.”

Everyone seemed to be helping him, yet the feeling was strangely dirty. It felt like they were forcibly packing him off to get rid of a troublesome nuisance as quickly as possible.

Finding it unfair to be pushed out like this, the Magic God of Dimensions tried to find some excuse.

“The proxy position is still….”

In the Creation Realm, the high-ranking Main GodGaiana had raised the issue that her divinity was too low to qualify as the proxy Main God of the Intermediate Creation Divine Realm. He had blocked the matter by saying he would handle everything while shuttling back and forth from the Otherworld.

‘In my circumstances, I couldn’t possibly find a Creator God suitable to act as a proxy for an Intermediate Creator God, so it was a last resort. I have to use it now.’

His understanding of the situation in the Otherworld was not yet perfect either. But then an unexpected event occurred.

Among those present, the one suffering the most from the presence of the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family—whose divinity was the highest—finally reached his limit. Jinmyeol, the strongest Creator God-level entity in the 499th Universe, kicked the Magic God of Dimensions square in the rear.

“Ugh—! I can’t take it anymore. I’ll take care of any problems that arise, so leave it to the current proxy Main God of the Divine Realm and get the hell to the Otherworld already—!”

Thwaaaaaaaaack—! Thud—!

Although he had temporarily reached the level of the 10 Centers, without the help of the authority granted by the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family, he was still merely an intermediate Creator God of the Main Universe. The gap between him and Jinmyeol, who could be recognized as a high-ranking elite warrior even in the Absolute Realm with his current strength that barely scraped by at ten thousand latitude in the Main Universe, was overwhelmingly vast.

“Kuh….”

Struck in the rear by the surprise kick, the Magic God of Dimensions couldn’t even scream properly. He fell straight through the dimensional gate leading to the Otherworld and vanished.

And when the gaze and interest of the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family—whose conversation partner had suddenly disappeared—turned toward him, Jinmyeol finally realized what he had done and froze solid.

‘I forcibly banished the person a superior was speaking with. There is no greater rudeness than this.’

In a normal relationship between a Creator and a Creator God, this would be a grave crime worthy of annihilation and vitality reclamation, and no one would have any grounds to object. If an Eternal Being erased a spiritual being for being rude, there was no one who could protest.

“I… I….”

Being moderately strong was a sin. The terrifyingly immense presence and pressure of the Eternal Being from the Wind Family bore down on him with absolute clarity. Yet the Origin of Dimensions simply smiled at the completely frozen Jinmyeol and praised him.

“Good—! Swift handling of the matter! Very nice—!”

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

The three of them were left speechless by the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family’s prankster-like behavior, which completely defied expectation. But his next words left them even more dumbfounded.

“The Magic God grandfather is just too meticulous, isn’t he? It’s obvious he’ll have a hard time alone, so he wants us to help him and make sure he does it properly? Isn’t that overprotection? You have to raise your subordinates harshly. Since I’ve cleaned everything up and sent him off, this is perfect. Ah—! By the way, the coordinates for the Otherworld are set to my personal… well, it doesn’t matter. Kyahahahahahaha.”

It was already absurd that the Origin of Dimensions of the Wind Family had come just to clean up the surroundings of the Main God Lord, yet in the process, two higher Origins had nearly died. Moreover, that final laugh was far too ominous.