Mastering Space and Crushing the Impossible Golem

"Let's check the skill first."

"Drumroll~!"

"Whatever it is, it'll be an almighty skill befitting Your Majesty!"

Ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum.

Here we go.

"Simple name."

"Spatial Manipulation!"

"What flavor of liquor is it?"

"Yulia, no one would know it's a joke if you say it with such a serious face."

"I'm dead serious, though?"

Joke... right?

Anyway, skill details.

A ridiculously straightforward description.

Compared to Black Hole or Meteor Fall, it feels a bit lacking... huh?

Teleport, Stealth, Sub-space?

Three functions in one skill?

Let's start from the top.

"Whoa."

A gasp escaped me naturally.

I'd been disappointed by the plain name, but no need for that at all.

"Tower tops! No more riding the magic carpet to get up there?"

"We'll have to test if it works on planets like Nosferatu or Lumentia, but either way, it's an insane skill."

Perfect timing too—I'd been worrying about transport when reclaiming Korean territory later.

With this? No worries.

Of course, there are usage limits.

· Usage Limit: 60 times per day.

Thanks to my stats that have already pierced the ceiling and shot to the moon.

As long as I'm not spamming it on purpose, it's basically infinite.

Plus, that line about function expansion.

Probably means towers in other countries later?

"Your Majesty, when we have time later, we could use it for trips. They say every region's makgeolli has its own unique flavor."

Yulia subtly pitching her personal interests.

"Sounds good. We could all take a vacation together sometime."

Expectations rising.

Wonder what the next function is?

In simple terms: invisibility.

Tried it right away.

The space around me rippled faintly for a moment, but everything looked normal to my eyes.

But.

"Master! You're gone!"

"Where did Your Majesty go?"

Apparently not to theirs.

Insane? Fooling Carmina and Yulia's senses?

And evading all perception?

Whisper whisper.

"I actually think Carmina's some kinda fake vampire."

They can't hear?

A bit ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠louder this time.

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"Yulia's saintess title is questionable too. How's a saintess who just drinks and plays Go-Stop online in her free time?"

"Maybe show some pious prayer or cultivation in your downtime?"

Still no reaction.

Phew, good. Was on pins and needles saying that.

Next step.

Deactivated the skill and said,

"Yulia, wanna test it up close?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yulia sidled up and hooked her arm in mine, pressing close.

Reactivated Stealth.

"They're both gone!"

Carmina's eyes went wide.

She rushed over, flailing at empty air.

Couldn't detect us even after we shifted slightly to the side.

Affects not just me, but the whole radius.

"Insane utility, right?"

"Exactly. Your arm's got some nice muscle tone... but your cheeks are so soft."

Hey, why keep touching?

Hey, that tickles.

Anyway, absolute stealth effect.

In towers, no aggro on me ever.

Zero exposure risk reclaiming territory too.

Experiment done—deactivate.

"That was scary! I thought you really vanished!"

Whoosh!

Carmina, mid pupil earthquake, charged and hugged us tight.

She giggled in relief.

Comforted her a bit, then onto the next skill.

Sub-space itself was familiar.

Yulia's prayer room... aka booze warehouse, accessed via her magic ring—that was a sub-space.

But.

"Optimal condition maintenance and time control too. Big difference, Your Majesty."

"We'll have to experiment with that part."

Let's try it.

Glanced around—coordinate data for every spot flooded my mind automatically.

How about... this?

Snap!

Spoils far away vanished.

"Just now! Space split a tiny bit! It gulped the item! You saw it too, right Yulia?"

"Yeah, barely caught it. Super fast though?"

I saw nothing.

Their dynamic vision is on another level.

Instead, an image popped in my head.

A vast 3D space, like the universe.

The spoils I'd stored floated motionless in the void.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

More spoils went in, placed exactly where I wanted.

So that's how it works?

Snap whoosh!

Multiple items at once too.

Snap!

As long ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as in sight, distance irrelevant—store or release anywhere I want.

Oh yeah?

Sudden idea.

"Yulia, can you head to the Roas River on Lumentia?"

She portaled right away.

—Here, Your Majesty.

Shared senses—holy water crates piled mountain-high by the river.

Whoa, how many boxes is that?

Grown a ton since last check.

Anyway, coordinates locked in my mind.

Store and release like this...

Snap!

Holy water mountain appeared before us.

Teleported from Lumentia to inside the tower via sub-space.

"Master! Jackpot! It poofed in!"

Sub-space ring? Obsolete.

Perfect superior skill.

Store: click.

Release: click.

Two skill uses?

Rocket delivery from Roas River to the Management Agency vault.

Farm-to-table fresh.

"Carmina, no more deliveries starting today!"

"Yay! Carmina's a free vampire now!"

She flapped her wings happily, hopping around.

Holy water production will keep ramping up.

Can't make the vault infinite delivery central forever.

But for now, no issues.

Checked capacity.

'Big enough for a stadium?'

And it'll grow more.

Spatial Manipulation's growth coefficient rivals Black Hole.

Conclusion.

"Solid A+ at least."

"Utility skills are key!"

"We offer this new authority to you."

Clap clap clap clap clap!

My two allies seal-clapping.

No time to waste, dopamine surging.

"Let's go."

Scenery shifted instantly.

Ruins on a barren wasteland.

Everything visible was massively huge.

We felt like miniatures.

"No signs of life nearby."

"Feels like giants' ruins!"

"Wonder which planet this got moved to?"

No task message popped up.

We advanced cautiously, alert.

Then, spotted some structure.

"A cube?"

Bigger than a person by far.

Unknown metal, geometric lines etched across the surface.

"Never seen anything like it."

"Whoa! There's more over there! And there! There too!"

Bad vibes.

Oh yeah, I got a feeling.

Grabbed my allies' arms and yanked back just as.

Woooong—!

Green lights ignited in the lines; the cube rumbled into the air.

And cubes everywhere.

Clack clack clack!

Snapped together in seconds.

Formed a colossal shape.

Best word: "Golem."

"Hundreds of meters tall!"

"Your Majesty! Get behind me!"

Whoa, 30-day limit?

No time to admire—a massive fist flew at us.

Kaboom!

Thunderous roar, dust cloud.

But just a deep crater left.

We'd carpet-dodged into the air.

Bweep bweep bweep—

Head with lens eyes swiveled 180°, red light locked on us.

But.

'Spatial Manipulation - Stealth.'

Tracking stopped.

Light stayed on, though.

Head spun round and round.

Still on guard.

"Carmina, can you take it?"

Pupil earthquake hit her.

Take it? Me? That?

"Even 100 space octopuses couldn't, but—Blood Storm!"

Kaboom—!

Her strongest skill.

Just a scratch, already regenerating.

"No mercy on difficulty! This wasn't meant to be cleared—kyaa! Sorry for hitting you—!"

"Light's Benediction—!"

Whoosh!

Carpet banked hard, dodging the blind punch.

Golem retrieved arm, scanned around.

Whoa, brutal. One punch and gale winds everywhere.

One thing clear.

'Allies can't handle it alone.'

Tried sub-space on it. Nope.

Intuitively non-living, but not "item" classified.

Projected skill vision.

Black Hole? Too big—sucks in, bounces off.

Meteor Fall? One won't fully destroy.

Plus rapid regen.

Recovers in a blink.

'Tough opponent's tough.'

Kaboom! Kabooms!

We circled it, Carmina bombing away.

Figured weak point like core or engine somewhere.

And.

'There it is.'

Spotted it.

The red cube inside its waist, exposed on swings.

Skill vision showed absurd durability.

Whoa, 10 Meteors wouldn't crack it?

"Haaah! Master! Can't fly anymore! Feels like I pawned ten days' energy! Chicken! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Cola! Need resupply!"

Carmina, dazed eyes.

"Rest now. Got a strategy. I'll order plenty after this—don't worry."

Asked Yulia for buffs.

Flew to golem-head height, pulled ticket bundle from inventory.

'Hate to waste 'em, but...'

Snooze in a must-use situation?

Not the Speedy Nation's way.

Rip! Rip! Rip!

Ripped three clean.

Plus base uses: total four.

Goooooh—!

Eerie black cosmos ripped open in the skies, different directions.

Golem's front back left right.

Slight delays.

Kaboom! Kaboom! Kaboom! Kaboom!

Sound beyond explosions—like world-ending thunder filling heaven and earth.

Even my meteor-addicted allies gaped.

The golem?

Crack! Craaack!

Cracks spread slowly across its body.

Every cube composing it.

Staggered wildly on each hit, regen couldn't keep up.

Galaxy Traveler boss strat.

Won't die?

Beat it to death harder.

Last meteor hit.

BOOM—!

Golem exploded, dark cubes scattering everywhere.

All but one.

The intact red cube—heart—left floating.

Black Hole swallowed it instantly.

Impossible? Where?

Oh, standard extras.

Extra quests allow up to 3 missions total.

Used one, refilled already.

Five stars. 4.5/5.

This is the main event.

Check it.

Neighbor countries itching to snipe the Hitchhiker?

Time I tried one too.