The Seventh Collision: Part Two
Victory and defeat aren't decided by a world's stats alone.
That said, Biin's world sits at 590,000 points while Mugite's world clocks in at 160,000—a roughly fourfold difference.
Even with such a gap, things might differ if the stats were heavily skewed. A lower total could still allow a fight if Military was comparable or even superior.
Yet unlike Mugite, who deliberately balanced every category near 20,000 points, Biin holds Life at 240,000 and Military close to 160,000.
By any conventional measure, pure combat offers no path to victory.
Technology, however, favors Mugite fourfold. Culture stands at twice Biin's level. Politics—where Biin's world fails to reach even 100—exceeds it by over two hundred times.
Though one spell had already erased a third of that Politics score, Mugite's world still possessed a far more stable system, richer culture, and superior technology.
Viewed that way, Mugite could at least stage a more respectable contest than a one-sided rout.
By exploiting openings, he might "lose well" or "threaten the opponent."
Objectively, Mugite had no realistic chance of winning. From Biin's perspective, however—someone who still had many victories ahead—the manner of defeat and how his creatures responded mattered far more than the outcome itself.
In that regard, Mugite's evenly balanced world made for an excellent sample.
The dimensional gate phase. Biin's strategy always began the same way: deploying Bisyakheet and Gamchi, followed by scattering a few candies into the enemy world.
The scattered candies would rampage from the outskirts, killing any living thing—human, livestock, or wild animal—with suicidal body slams while consuming enemies to multiply.
Gamchi, aside from being somewhat stronger than ordinary creatures, behaved like normal organisms. They flew reconnaissance, scouting the enemy world from above. These scouts proved highly effective; few worlds had secured air superiority, granting them excellent stability.
Bisyakheet, deployed for initial suppression, suffered from poor eyesight and often became disoriented upon arrival. Having evolved exclusively around Nectar lakes, there had been no evolutionary pressure for keen vision.
Instead, they hunted by scent. Bisyakheet could detect even Shinbi, typically targeting powerful individuals or those infused with mystery.
Once multiplied, the candies would swarm en masse, attempting body slams against every living thing. Gamchi preyed on livestock and wildlife, occasionally striking at humans. Bisyakheet simply flew into cities to eliminate the strongest, most critical individuals.
This constituted Phase One. Any player who failed to stop it belonged in the lowest tier. Conversely, anyone above that tier could generally survive Phase One.
Mugite's world, for all its flaws, was not so fragile as to collapse at this stage.
Surprisingly, the candies proved the easiest to handle.
"Everyone, grab poles and bait—wave them!"
Candies did not rely on sight. They reacted to vibrations and movement. Their jelly bodies possessed extremely sensitive vibration detection.
Thus the enemy employed an almost absurdly simple counter: attaching bait, bells, or drum-like instruments to poles and creating noise to disrupt the candies' targeting.
This was a weakness Biin had never anticipated. Mugite's species—monkey-like beings with high intelligence and dexterity across the board, though not true apes due to their tails—excelled at such tactics.
These monkey-humans moved with agility, drawing attention through sound while swinging poles to effectively counter the candies' frenzied charges.
Supported by advanced technology, they possessed remarkably sturdy shields. Combined with highly trained military forces, the candies were swiftly contained. Even the scattered larvae were gradually eliminated, whether through keen senses or magical assistance.
Bisyakheet faced a more direct response.
"Heroes! Slay that monstrous bird!"
The presence of high Culture implied the existence of hero units.
Though Bisyakheet was an absurdly powerful monster, it remained merely a strong creature. It lacked the special traits and potent Shinbi needed to overcome hero units.
Mugite's world possessed an entire "hero corps."
Thirteen unique hero entities. Leading them was not merely a heroic individual but a narrative-grade Pyosang—a representative figure of the species.
A single hero could easily overpower one Bisyakheet. The narrative-grade Pyosang, a warrior-type entity who had invested all growth into combat power, could tear apart three or four Bisyakheet with fists, tail, and kicks.
Besides these, three additional narrative-grade entities specialized in magic, politics, and religion respectively—all possessing formidable combat strength. Phase One could be overcome with the system intact.
"We did it! The heroes' victory!"
Once it became clear that the heroes' power could defeat the nightmarish Bisyakheet, morale soared across the world.
Ultimately, Bisyakheet—knowing only brute charges—were torn apart by the enemy world's powerful individuals.
"Still, what an incredibly resilient monster. How many of these creatures has the opposing world raised?"
Hundreds resided around the Nectar lake. Ecological balance prevented releasing them all at once, but at least ten could be dispatched monthly on a sustained basis.
Gamchi, the reconnaissance units, were likewise hunted by archers and expert slingers while attempting to attack livestock.
Mugite's world had no monsters, but its pre-modern nature meant livestock thieves existed. The archery and slinging skills honed against them proved remarkably effective.
Mugite dispersed his military throughout the provinces, preventing casualties and property damage from the three types of hostile creatures. His species still placed complete trust in their god.
Even if nightmarish monsters rampaged, enemy forces invading during a world collision was expected. Panic was brief; the Politics score recovered rapidly.
Days later, Yogur-tosoth tore open the dimension once more, staging the same majestic performance that had terrified everyone before.
Yet while the first performance had been shocking, repeating the exact same act twice was never going to work.
Naturally, countermeasures had already been prepared.
Tademoira—the Level 7 flower spirit and Mugite's world's strongest creation. Its body consisted of flowers and plant stems sculpted as though by a master gardener. Its appearance, more plant-like than the dominant monkey species, radiated the presence of a transcendent being.
Born in the vast sky gardens that formed the first land, Tademoira carried the fresh scent of spring grass and flowers. Simply wandering through fields and cities brought happiness to all.
In short, it was the guardian deity of this world's agriculture, horticulture, and culture. By merging a desert player's creation with an existing one and elevating it to legendary status, Mugite had granted the entire world its blessing.
Though Yogur-tosoth's previous spell had caught them off guard, Tademoira—while inferior in direct combat—matched Yogur-tosoth in Authority and Mana.
The large-scale Shinbi Tademoira unleashed successfully defended against Yogur-tosoth's overwhelming mental assault.
"You insolent wretch! How dare you interfere with the great Yogur-tosoth's performance!"
Enraged by the failed repeat performance, Yogur-tosoth had no recourse. Opening the dimensional gate at this stage had already consumed most available resources.
Retreat was the only option. Mugite's world erupted in cheers, yet Mugite's own expression remained grim.
"Tademoira. Are you all right?"
"Huff… huff… I am fine. This is for the sake of protecting the world. It is nothing."
The gap in power was simply too vast. While the defense had succeeded, Yogur-tosoth had merely used one of many available methods. Tademoira had exhausted its full strength just to barely hold.
A head-on confrontation offered no chance of victory. Tademoira was, after all, an agricultural support creation—not a combat-oriented one. Mugite quickly began gathering resources to train an army.
At first glance, Biin's pressure appeared to have no effect. Every asset deployable in Phase One had been neutralized.
Yet there was a trap here.
"How are we supposed to launch a counterattack…?"
Having mobilized heroes, military, and the full power of the system to completely suppress Phase One meant no resources remained for a counteroffensive.
In other words, they could only endure being unilaterally beaten.
This way, a "good defeat" was impossible. At minimum, they needed to either pressure the opponent in return or force them to expend more resources through a more successful defense.
Biin, having assessed the opposing world, naturally advanced to Phase Two several weeks later.
"The dimensional gate is opening again!"
"Everyone, prepare!"
Expecting the horrific candies to emerge, Mugite's legions—stationed near the gate with ranged forces—were instead confronted by bizarre cylindrical creatures with multiple legs.
Each cylindrical body featured four grotesque eyes and massive jaws. They did not know it, but these were creatures Biin had named "Carnivorous Bread."
"Uh… attack anyway!"
Bread-type creatures had entirely metallic bodies. Arrows dealt no damage. Even sling stones, while somewhat threatening, lacked the power to fell them.
"Huh? Huh? Stop them!"
Carnivorous Bread could run at 45 km/h. Ordinary hominids stood no chance of escaping.
Their monkey-like species fared no better. Breaking through arrow volleys and stone barrages, the creatures reached the archers and began tearing into limbs. The defenders called for melee soldiers.
"Bring the swords!"
Bad luck. They had forged their weapons into thin, sharp blades. Hammers would have been better.
When swung against leather, the swords rang out with a clang before snapping. No one had ever heard of creatures with steel bodies, yet these accursed Carnivorous Bread relentlessly charged, mauling the archers' limbs.
Alongside them appeared Carnivorous Pudding—vulnerable to blades and arrows yet capable of 55 km/h sprints, climbing, and leaping over two meters to shred people with tentacles. They began raiding civilian homes.
Of course, Bisyakheet, candies, and Gamchi continued to be deployed as well.
"Aaaaargh!"
Mugite screamed. Damage to the military was one thing.
The real problem was civilian casualties. Though Tademoira protected and healed civilians with its Shinbi, the monsters had already infiltrated villages and begun slaughtering people. The Politics score plummeted visibly.
If public sentiment collapsed, total societal breakdown would follow. Mugite was forced to deploy reserves and untrained soldiers alike to eliminate the monsters that had penetrated the villages.
A horrific situation. Just two dimensional gate openings had already caused massive civilian losses—Life points had dropped by over 300.
More devastatingly, the dimensional gate opened again several days later.
And again days after that.
And again.
And again.
Opening dimensional gates required fixed intervals and limited numbers. Exceeding those limits should have demanded divine power.
This madman called Biin poured hostile creatures endlessly, as though his divine power were infinite.
"How do we stop this?"
The situation was utterly overwhelming. Honestly, both Biin and Mugite had expected the defense to collapse here.
Yet—
"Huh? Wait, why are my jellies acting like that?"
"Hmm? Why are those hostile creatures behaving that way?"
At some point, the jelly-type creatures that had crossed the gate began convulsing and collapsing. Even the Gamchi struggled to function, panting before falling from the sky, dead.
"What?!"
"Huh?"
Then Tademoira, Mugite's world's strongest creation and flower spirit, delivered tremendous news.
"My creator! We have succeeded! We have created plants that spread pollen capable of disrupting the life activities and flows of those hostile creatures!"
"What…?"
Even a failing nation has at least one great general, they say.
Tademoira—a non-combat creation supporting agriculture and culture—possessed extraordinarily high Intelligence.
Though the god had issued no direct order, Tademoira had observed that the enemy world's creatures evolved from specific species and that their metallic constitutions shared identical genes. Creating plants that spread lethal dust against that entire category was hardly difficult for Tademoira, bearer of the legendary trait "Spirit of Floriculture and Horticulture."
"Seriously, is there not a single easy opponent?! Out of all those worlds, why did we have to draw the one with a legendary creation specialized in breeding?!"
"A miracle! A miracle…! Send these plants through the dimensional gate immediately!"
The pollen and seeds of the plants Tademoira had created began pouring madly into Biin's ecosystem through the gate.
Absorbing the Nectar, Cream, and Syrup that filled the world, they germinated and grew instantly, spreading pollen. The jelly-types suffered mass death.
"I never expected the opponent to use a strategy of destroying us with plants. Lord Biin. So, what is our next strategy?"
"Our luck really is absolute garbage…!"
This was already the round of 64. Even with lower stats, the opponent would not fall easily.
In short—the game was not over yet.