Chapter 104
Chapter 104
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 104
Chapter Title: Clash with the Apostle Bogatyr
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"I came to Russia to buy some VTuber merch, you see."
"You fucking bastard!!! I knew it!!!"
No matter how much Manager Won Da-hye racked her brain, she couldn't figure out why Wakamo would go to Russia in person when there were plenty of other ways to handle it without risking herself.
She'd hoped it wasn't something like that, but the reason turned out to be VTuber-related after all, so she couldn't help but curse.
"It's cramped in here, so shall we take it outside and fight?"
"[─Fine by me.]"
Seeing the communicative Apostle leap up and vanish outside first, Wakamo rolled her shoulders.
Her [Idol's True Form] and everything else had returned to its original state.
With the boss monster defeated, the Russian Tower should recover too, but Russia had lost its qualification to climb it.
The fact that all climbers had lost their authority meant everything they'd done was erased—like the four Russian climbers who'd been turning into monsters, now back to normal human appearances.
Wakamo handed the doll on the floor to the white-haired, blue-eyed woman.
"Don't worry. Just think about which VTuber stream to watch when you get home."
No need to fret at all.
I'll protect you...
"I can't win! It's impossible! This guy's on a whole different level from the monsters you've faced so far!"
"But I have way more believers."
"This isn't the time for jokes!"
"Then answer me this, Manager! If you're climbing the Tower and your opponent is 243 cm tall and weighs 211 kg, what would you do? Would you give up on climbing just because you can't beat a giant like that?"
When it's time to fight, you don't question it—you fight and win.
Having solidified her concept as the unyielding Fox Goddess who beats any foe, Wakamo Inarizushi had no option to back down.
"You could die!"
"Then it'll be a good day to go out swinging!"
Kicking off the ground and ascending, Wakamo surveyed the devastated factory district. Cleanly severed cross-sections.
Had a single swing of that massive axe sliced through the entire area?
Ding-ding─
As the stream went live, baffled viewers flooded in.
Wakamo had announced a hiatus today for a Russia trip that even her believers couldn't justify—why start streaming now?
"[Climber. Call me Bogatyr.]"
"One question before we fight. Why'd you have to drop right in front of me?"
"[Because every Tower on this continent has its eyes on you!]"
"Then hit that subscribe button and give me a thumbs-up while you're at it."
The shocking revelation that all Towers on the Eurasian continent were watching Wakamo—but she brushed it off with cheerful banter.
The Korean Tower probably hadn't even imagined this mad climber would fight an Apostle.
Endless chat scrolling up, viewer count skyrocketing.
Everyone was witnessing the Apostle the Tower had sent down to execute every human in Russia.
For a split second, everything froze, and the Towers issued a warning to all humanity, climbers included.
The shocking truth: If humanity threatened survival, the Towers would execute nations too.
Even countries that allowed such acts were judged by association and wiped out—leaving everyone stunned in terror.
The [Six Evils] climbers finally understood why their boss had issued that warning.
And why they'd let it happen: "Out of curiosity."
Russia's climbers and citizens were just as panicked.
Everyone wanted to flee Russia to survive, but they couldn't move.
They could only lie there, eyes open, awaiting execution.
Wakamo couldn't stand by while innocents unrelated to Russia got massacred.
"I came to buy VTuber merch in Russia. Your existence is a hindrance."
-Are you fucking kidding me!!!
-That's an Apostle!! If it's from the Tower, it's a demigod, right?!?!
-Pick your battles, boss!!!!
-Anything threatening VTubers gets bitten, huh?!
-Are you insane or what!!!
-But seriously, you went there in person for that unfair treaty because of merch!?
-Traps in Russia be damned, you went for the merch opportunity?
-The Tsar is one of the Six Evils and you still went lololol
-Wakamo bro!!!! I'm losing my mind!!!!
Her believers knew about the inter-nation treaty that prompted the Russia trip—but it was so blatantly unfair and shady, they'd raged incomprehensibly. Even Manager Won Da-hye wanted to curse, so the fans going feral was par for the course.
What lunatic wanders into a radioactive factory just to snag VTuber merch in Russia?
Bogatyr said nothing.
Whatever the reason a warrior picked a fight, if they staked their life on it, he showed respect with a solemn stance.
His M-shaped helmet with a nose guard and chainmail face veil hid everything but his eyes.
But viewers could tell it wasn't disdain for Wakamo—it was a serious gaze—so chats slowed as they held their breath to watch.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say every citizen except Russians was tuned into Wakamo's stream right now.
The [Six Evils] boss had checked the Towers' line in the sand: They'd only intervened after the [Scientist] devoured the nation, completed their weapon, mobilized for war—and deployed [nuclear missiles].
The Towers wouldn't rage at nukes dropped on them.
Even if ripped out and swung around, the Towers loved humanity.
But cross that line they set, and they became endlessly cruel.
"You really went there for that?"
Even the boss couldn't wrap his head around personally going for such unreasonable terms—VTuber merch?!
In a way, he sympathized as someone preserving human civilization and culture, so he burst into roaring laughter.
"[Divine Bird Luan]!"
At Wakamo's call, a portal opened, and the Luan perched on her shoulder burst into flames.
Viewers marveled at the majestic sight of it transforming into a phoenix amid raging inferno and soaring skyward.
Then—activating [Phoenix Heir], Wakamo drew on her mana.
A single strike shaved off 80% of her mana. Yeah, the opponent was strong.
With freer control over [Idol's True Form], she began restoring her shrunken body—which she'd minimized damage from a prior hit.
Mana recovery boosted 1,000%, with a 150-second timer floating beside her!!
Wakamo turned to lightning and charged at Bogatyr.
Dodging his massive axe swing, she leaped—the axe's arc sheared the factory wall skyward.
She could do this.
The first time Mei used lightning for acceleration, control was a mess. But she'd grown proficient.
Feeling mana flow via [Idol's True Form] and [Mana Manipulation], Wakamo reacted to Bogatyr's shoulder twitch.
Leaping before the axe swung, aiming to land on his shoulder—but he rocketed forward without warning, shoving her back.
Twisting midair, Wakamo spun as Bogatyr followed with a kick.
No defense. She thrust her hand at the incoming kick, grabbing the ankle to twist and swing.
But the moment she gripped, immense force snapped her wrist instead.
A visible mana aura enveloped him—her palm shredded, fingers tore off, and the kick's wind alone exploded her arm.
[Idol's True Form] tried to deflect, but his [Aura] smashed the illusory state.
Kwaang—!!
A meteor-crash boom split the earth, cracks erupting with debris.
No time to groan—blasted back, Wakamo slammed her hand down to brake, then lightning-bolted forward.
Off-balance from his kick, Bogatyr planted his axe blade in the ground, gripped the haft, twisted to dodge Wakamo's kick.
But Wakamo used her floating camera as footing to halt midair.
Aerial stunt of sudden stop mid-flight—her regenerated fists pummeled Bogatyr.
Kwaang!
Then her arm vaporized below the elbow.
Peok—!!
Bogatyr's heel smashed her crown, slamming her down—rising, the axe cleaved her body.
The giant axe bigger than his 190 cm frame swung like straw.
Overwhelming strength shredded resistance on swings; sharp cuts followed by shockwaves exploded Wakamo's body.
[Idol's True Form] at the last second avoided the shockwave—but attacks wouldn't land!
Drawing her recovered [Kusanagi Sword], Wakamo infused mana and swung hard.
A 500,000-mana slashing fan clashed with Bogatyr from afar—his intangible aura rippled.
And that was it.
The strike that once cleaved everything in the Tower barely scratched.
As expected, Bogatyr stomped, true-stepping into a horizontal axe sweep.
Even lightning-accelerated Wakamo needed [Dynamic Vision] to react.
Superhuman reflexes raised her sword to twist and deflect the force—
Clang! The [Kusanagi Sword] blade shattered, scattering everywhere.
It never touched the axe blade—his mana was too vast, force too immense for any exchange.
Ducking desperately, Wakamo evaded, flowed past the shockwave, focused her power.
Expelling all internal mana outward, hardening the frame stronger.
Fist clenched, she cast [Idol's Mineral] to transmute into [Rare Metal], blackening it.
Empty interior filled with liquefied mana, sloshing like slime.
Full-power [Three Brains Mutual Combat], handling combat, enhancement, transformation simultaneously.
"Hup—!!"
Wakamo abandoned soft deflection. Against untouchable brute force, she dared a contest of strength.
Lightning-wrapped fist, accelerated by [Idol's Flame] explosion, boomed like a bomb into Bogatyr's side.
Aura blocked—no damage, but mere cracks in his hand.
Closing distance to deny axe swings, Wakamo chopped at his neck with knife-hand. Fist metal-hard, still clenched.
Undeterred, her other hand pressed the axe haft, disrupting his power flow.
Kaaang—!
Dull thud as fist struck neck. Simultaneously kicking his ankle—but Bogatyr didn't budge.
Like rooted to the earth—Wakamo's eyes widened.
No way—this guy has [Idol's True Form] too—
The world spun.
Arms gripping axe, using only neck and waist torque—Bogatyr lifted Wakamo root-like with a throw, spinning her like a roulette.
Hooking her hand on his axe haft with his arms, twisting to snap—then kicking to crumple her torso.
Too close, her broken arm trapped between his—pinned as she tried rising, he stomped her head down.
Kwaduduk!!
Gruesome crack—arm ripped from shoulder, head cratered in ground, legs skyward.
Shoulder-charging in that state, he blitzed 100m in a blink, stomping past Wakamo.
Head-plowed, she gouged a long ground trail.
Kaaang!
Flicking her hand at Bogatyr—unseen wind slashes pelted him.
Relentless, endless—as mana allowed—a raging gale built into a massive typhoon.
Furious storm god manifest—trees uprooted, factory debris sucked skyward, shredding whirlwind assailing Bogatyr—
Up to down.
One upward sweep parted the sky-blackening clouds, cleaving Wakamo's full-power [Idol's Storm] in half.
Thud.
Mid-storm blindness—Wakamo slipped behind, hand through his arm gap.
Using [My Worlds], grabbing from behind, she arched back, suplexing Bogatyr headfirst into the ground.
Or trying to.
Instant lift—instead, Bogatyr hoisted her by force, hurling his axe aside, grabbing with freed hands!!
Kwaang!!!
Joint-locked into ground-crash, Wakamo bounced rubber-like, caught on tossed axe haft—Bogatyr's kick smashed her waist as predicted.
Upper and lower body severed at haft, ripping apart.
Technique lacking? No.
Speed outmatched? No.
Strength.
Pure overwhelming strength pushing Wakamo back.
No flashy moves—just clean, fundamental technique dominating her.
Severed lower half leaped back, rejoined upper, charging relentlessly on momentum.
"1 million mana!!"
500k body enhancement, ignoring backlash and all damage—ultimate killing blow.
Mana converged to one point—cracks spidered her [Idol's Mineral] hand from overload.
Shell shattered, revealing max-reinforced [Idol's True Form].
Wakamo's fist.
God-felling resolve—straight punch thrust.
Axe swung to cleave it—Wakamo's form vanished.
Afterimage from [Idol's Form]—real Wakamo lunged late from behind.
Not a fist.
Taekwondo's true killer: roundhouse kick.
Absorbing strike shocks internally, building tension into legs.
Liquefied inside minimized self-impact, repaid built shocks—outside, mana maximized for stronger hardening!!
Lightning-speed spin plus [Weight of Faith]—all into one strike.
Bogatyr crossed arms in [Counter].
Fighter-class riposte—hard to master, but counters giant attacks defying physics.
Roar deafening sound itself.
Inaudible shockwave shredded surviving trees, gouged earth skyward, flipping it—revealing the death-filled black lake entombed beneath.
Plop.
Wakamo plunged into Karachay Lake, radioactive sludge not hyperbole.
Unconscious, sinking into the swamp-like depths.
Defeat.
No need to say it—Wakamo's utter rout.
Full power, yet not a scratch on his armor.
Bogatyr turned, as if refusing the finish.
But.
Splat—
Foul black slime hit his armor. Humanity's sin, buried mistake—disgusting radiation oozed.
Irritated, Bogatyr turned—Wakamo was crawling from the lake.
"Huuu...."
Not shrunken VTuber model kid Wakamo.
Body minimized to conserve her scant 10k mana.
"Wrong.... This won't cut it...."
-Of course!!
-How do you beat that thing.
-Are you nuts? Seriously deranged?
-Boss, you'll die!!
-There's no reason to die fighting.
-What psycho stakes their life on VTubers!!
"....Every time viewers drop, I ache seeing talented VTubers struggle and cry. Why do you think I love Her Majesty who never quits despite it all...? Effort doesn't always pay off.... But as a VTuber fan, there are people challenging VTubing. Guys grind harder than girls.... If you're a pro VTuber... you gotta go all-in with grit no matter what...."
"[....]"
"And now this guy's out to kill VTubers and fans.... No choice.... Going all-out."
-?
-All-out?
-Wasn't that already?
-WTF???
To protect VTubers, she couldn't lose to anyone. Must grow stronger than all—or fall defeated.
Exhausted every trick, full power—but this foe was beyond current Wakamo.
Downing [Elixir of Mana Insight], she tossed the empty vial.
Looked like mana potion to viewers.
[5 minutes pass: Mana recovery disabled for 5 minutes]
Would've been disastrous against 50th-floor Moon.
5 minutes... After that, no recovery—just steady drain.
"......I'm pissed now, Bogatyr—!!!"
The item she'd hoarded—forced to rely on drugs!!
Pzzt—pzztzz—!!
Mana-reinforced body fights, but backlash hits hard.
500k enhancement full strikes? 5x recoil, life flickering.
But now, mana never hits zero.
Not recovery—[Mana Lock].
Pzzztzz—!!
1.5 million mana converged in one body—mirage haze rose around Wakamo.
Aura like Bogatyr's bloomed; hair stood inverted, fluttering.
Mana too wild to contain dyed hair red.
Absorbing leaking mana—nine red tails formed behind, swaying.
Hair mana-red; glaring eyes flickered flame-like from overflow.
"[Impressive aura. Close to supreme realm.]"
Face cracking, barely controlling overload—Wakamo smirked at the praise.
Same realm means equals, right?
"Thanks for the compliment!!!!"
2m giant rose; nine tails and hair merged into massive axe.
Kwaang—!!
Axe vs. axe clash. 1.5M-reinforced body swinging 1.5M-mana axe—brute strike Bogatyr took casually.
Power struggle even? No—Wakamo slowly pushed back!!
Mind-reeling, axes not even blade-to-blade—auras colliding—Wakamo gasped.
Zzaaeng—!!
Spinning axes clashed again; stances perfectly overlapped.
Step timing, waist torque power flow—identical; axes collided, repelled.
Wakamo closed distance.
One leap to point-blank; haft bash power struggle, legs maneuvering.
Knee-targeted sweep—Bogatyr lifted leg to stomp-shatter; Wakamo deformed only contact point, phasing through.
His ankle snared on her thigh.
Yanking, entangling legs, hooking hafts to twist arms—Wakamo coiled around Bogatyr in an instant, locking Brazilian jiu-jitsu.
Feet pinning arms, riding up—thighs and arms choking neck, full-body squeeze to snap.
But Bogatyr, balanced on one leg, leaped—casting [Skill].
Binding-release type forcibly broke free—Wakamo flung off.
He seized her arms, draped neck over shoulder, crashed to ground.
Kwaang!!
"Kyaaaak...!!"
-Muscle buster..!
-Why's he using that!!!
-Fighter skill.
-Fucking really?!
Hair-grabbed as she flipped-falling, whirled and ground-slammed.
As he reached for axe—Wakamo's axe vanished.
Simultaneously, Wakamo sank into earth—
Shadow loomed over Bogatyr's head.
Looking up—falling Wakamo gripped axe, plummeting.
Mana-infused to parry, he raised axe strong sweep—Wakamo met with reckless overhead smash.
Kiiiiing—!!
Over-reinforced auras invaded, violently repelling.
Mana lashed wildly, lightning-bolting earth, torching forest—heat evaporating the lake.
Finally, Wakamo's axe tore aura, clashing blades.
Strength win? No.
[Weight of Faith] independent of her mana.
Her subscribers over 10 million from diligent streams.
"Ten Million Power!!!"
Mountain-uprooting force, world-shrouding energy.
Kwaaaaang!!!!
Beyond mere climber—Wakamo's axe shattered Bogatyr's.
No surprise at breaking axe—he drew sword; Wakamo reshaped hers, pulling VTuber model's lightsaber blade.
Whooong—
Lightsaber vs. sword clash—no roar, but blinding flash, lightning frenzy.
Kiiiiing—
Bogatyr's sword overheated from [Idol's Thunder], melting.
Discarding it, he raised fist.
Peok—!
One face punch blasted Wakamo back—she [My Worlds] to emerge behind on momentum, punching.
Her thrust outsped by his—tried [Void Spirit Supreme Divine Fist] sweep, but giant-matching brute force smashed through, pummeling her.
Raw power overwhelming her martial arts—another face-embedded punch spun her into ground.
Cratered, she waist-twisted leg side-kick, sole-planted for instant ground-pound rise, kneeing chest and jaw—but armored, negligible damage. He snatched her leg, swung, ground-slammed.
Two weapons shattered, yet losing her specialty close-quarters.
"Being that strong must be nice!!"
Dodging face-stomp roll, [Virtual World] pulled Bogatyr in.
Back-hop nape-grab, [My Worlds] dragged to ring, face-planting.
No breather—dropped into [Wakamo Floor 1] ocean, drowned gripped—another portal to Russian skies.
Tangled mutual punching frenzy.
5 minutes mana never zero—Wakamo virtually invincible.
"Uoooooooh!!!"
Pummeling heedless of hits, dual portals redirected his punches to her own sides/back.
Pre-ground crash, shoved Bogatyr off, soaring Wakamo.
Flipping to land—portal swallowed, dropped Russian skies again.
Bogatyr as springboard—Wakamo coiled from below.
[Idol's Mineral] crafts anything with mana backing.
"Ugh...!"
Plummeting Wakamo caught sunlight through split skies—body emitted radiance.
Aurora illusion in daylight from rainbow glow—descending, true form revealed.
Watching helplessly, Won Da-hye recognized: Top-tier [Rare Metal], invincible [Prism Hardness Diamond].
Full-diamond Wakamo knee-struck Bogatyr's neck down hard.
"Diamond Power!"
Hands gripping shin, squeezing—cracks in Wakamo's knee.
Notoriously unworkable mineral crushed by grip—Wakamo gritted, opposite foot pressing knee harder, arms adding pressure.
Plus [Weight of Faith]—sharp mineral lacerated palms, golden blood oozing.
"[Idol's Guillotine]!!"
Kwaduduk!!!
Neck-crushing pulverizing press at max output—Wakamo exhaled ragged breath, unclenching jaws. Recoil cracked her diamond body near collapse.
Krguk—
But Bogatyr lived.
Bloodied, he lifted Wakamo, leg-shattering slam, kick disintegrating her body.
"Kuuh...!!"
-How survive that?
-Guts skill or some shit.
-Tenacity, instant-death prevention.
-No, neck ripped, blood pouring—regenerating?
-Boss! Get up! You're almost there!!
-Even full-power Wakamo can't win, who can!!
-Super Ultra Fox Goddess, win it!
-Rise, Wakamo!! Korea's pride!
-Gotta watch VTuber streams!!!
-Fight thinking that scum made our maid onion graduate!!!
"I'll kill you, you damn bastard!!!!!"
-Does that even work?
-Is your head animal-level.
-Disrespect to serious-fighting Bogatyr.
-Cant help it, turns rage to power!!
Bogatyr held fist raised, stance ready—not charging, watching Wakamo rally her spirit.
But Wakamo didn't charge.
Unseen portal angle.
Hands raised high timing—[War God's Arrow] fired as massive sun manifested instantly.
Bogatyr panicked at ground-spawned orb, charged Wakamo—but she plunged hand in, [Idol's Flame]-infused hotter blaze, hurling full force.
"Terra Beam!!!"
-Why not Spirit Bomb!
-Stone Ocean Sunshine!!
-At least call it Demon Ball!!
-WTF man.
-Are you actually insane!!!
Bogatyr countered sun back—Wakamo hurled another, colliding; he closed for close-quarters.
Each blow so heavy—Wakamo grounded, staggering meters back.
Painless, mana-free—yet couldn't endure!!
"Kuuh...!"
Plus sudden massive recoil on "invincible" body—back-arching Wakamo dizzied, vision spinning. Dizziness onset. Chat noted Fighter skill.
Full status immunity—how many skills?! Wakamo scowled, forcing upright.
Strength? No contest ever.
'No aura?'
One "opening" glimpsed.
──Mind racing, Wakamo recalled strongest foe faced, took stance.
Blocking thrust—her hand phased through Bogatyr.
Only "fingertips" solidified, slashing throat viciously.
No breather—dizzying spins, ghost-possessed illusion, ceaseless fluid motion like rapid river.
Eyes blind—camera floated unseen, dodging/phasing attacks, materializing split-seconds—fierce combo stabbed/tore Bogatyr wildly.
Claws diamond-sharp gleaming, beastly rake/slash onslaught.
[Acquired Skill: Nüwa Swift Codex!]
Moon's unique 50th-floor technique. Ecstasy martial art.
Pure speed focus, motion-based kung fu.
Not slowing—accelerating, [Idol's Form] multiplying attacks.
Lunging hands/feet kicks—no discerning real from illusion; hidden real savaged Bogatyr relentlessly.
"[Warrior fearless of fear and death! Even dragons flee your valor!!]"
Bogatyr glowed aura-clad—Wakamo's hands repelled.
Gripping fist—Fighter basic [Heavy Strike] stance, power unimaginable.
Thus, ground vines ensnared him instantly, halting attack.
"[What..!]"
"Can't use big moves recklessly!!!"
[Idol's Earth] rapid plant growth—trees trapped Bogatyr.
But he powered thrust—
No martial art invincible; all have flaws.
No absolute— in brutal climber world, speed unbeatable.
"Now, highlight time!!"
Accelerate.
Faster, faster!!
Mana free—1.5M enhancement + 1.5M output!
Unperceivable speed launch.
Full 1.5M mana lightning streak—Wakamo rocketed, leaping kick at Bogatyr.
Exploding flying kick halved his body skyward.
Braking long ground skid, her red hair blackened amid falling chunks.
"This world isn't the Towers'. Humans always change it."
Exhausted Wakamo panted, smiling down at vanishing Bogatyr.
"VTubers lead that forefront. If idols regress eras with violence too, what's the point?"
Outward calm, inwardly razor-edge panic.
Knew on drink it'd judge [Buff]—debuff skills leave only no-recovery penalty.
"Invincible" item, but Moon surely had debuff—Wakamo grumbled inwardly.
"Alright, believers. Have a great day. Uploading Russia VTuber clips, so watch 'em."
-Yep,
-Yes, will do.
-50k views or you die.
-Fuck, gotta do it.
-Full-power red Wakamo was awesome...
-No mercy for VTuber harmers.
-Just turn on stream and you go beast mode.
-So post-stream plans?
"Off to buy VTuber merch."
That's why I came to Russia.
Beaming grin, happy smile—believers couldn't curse, politely sending her off with "Have fun."
Violence bred courtesy automatically.
"Before VTuber, as streamer—missions/ads get full effort.... Inter-nation treaty boss monster cleared!! Manager!! Russia sightseeing time!!"
".....Um, if curious about six tits, feel free to ask."
"Suddenly sweet."
"Tired lately, slipped up. Hehe...."
"Then sightsee and chill. But Russians hate Asians too—what if they start shit?"
"Yeah."
What if they actually did?
Won Da-hye didn't wanna imagine.
As if nothing happened, Wakamo asked the four ex-Russian climbers to join sightseeing.
"Oh crap. Can't do this twice. What if believers whine?"
"More live?"
"You're a genius, Manager!"