Global Descent: I Alone Can See Hidden Evolution Paths

The remnant wisps of deep-sea void matter from the destroyed Pacific Boss were completely sucked into the glowing Sub-Divine Artifact Upgrade Core hovering above the ash pile. The crystal core rhythmically pulsed like a miniature star, casting a blinding silver and crimson aura that easily filled the wide penthouse lounge.

Min-jae didn’t hesitate. He held out his right hand, calling his Cursed Blood-Drinker Blade out from his system inventory. The black tactical katana manifested with a sharp hum, its central ruby vein pulsing aggressively as if it could sense the god-tier catalyst waiting before it.

"Boss, the energy signatures coming off that upgrade core are overflowing," Major General Shin Ye-rin reported, her steel-gray eyes fixed onto the tactical terminal. "It’s actively altering the atmospheric density of the room. The local spatial fabric is warping just from the proximity."

"Let it warp," Min-jae said smoothly, his posture relaxed as he casually pressed the pulsing Sub-Divine Core straight against the hilt of his black blade.

The golden, reality-breaking interface of his Cosmic Cheat System forcefully overrode the standard world restrictions, triggering a massive cascade of divine code across his vision.

[Ding! Detecting S-Rank Growth Equipment: ’Cursed Blood-Drinker Blade’.]

[Cosmic Cheat System Active! Fusing Sub-Divine Artifact Upgrade Core...]

[Warning: SSS-Rank Authority Forcing Hidden Evolution Path!]

[Rewriting the Weapon Code Parameters... Unsealing Complete!]

[Evolved to Rank-SSS Sub-Divine Growth Artifact: ’Vajra-Sovereign World-Breaker’!]

Crack -thoom.!

A blinding column of metallic crimson and starlight-silver energy violently erupted from the blade, blasting through the shattered glass penthouse ceiling and slicing straight into the bleeding crimson sky. The pitch-black tactical katana completely reformed. The metal expanded into a sleek, light-absorbing obsidian-silver claymore alloy, adorned with dense geometric law runes that hummed with a low gravitational frequency. The previous pulsing ruby vein dissolved, replacing itself with a liquid, glowing channel of pure golden True Damage energy that rippled along the edge of the steel.

[Weapon Trait 1: ’World-Cutting Concept’ — The blade completely ignores all physical density, spatial boundaries, and divine defensive barriers. Every basic swing cuts through the target’s underlying space parameters.]

[Weapon Trait 2: ’Sovereign’s Execution’ — Adds a permanent 300% physical damage multiplier. When attacking a target below your current level, the strike deals raw, un-mitigatable True Damage that cannot be blocked.]

Min-jae casually gripped the heavy hilt of the newly evolved Vajra-Sovereign World-Breaker. The moment his fingers closed around the handle, a subtle shockwave expanded outward from his boots, cleanly flattening the loose debris across the entire 100th floor.

Elena Vance stood frozen near the tactical table, her emerald-green eyes wide with absolute, breathless terror. Her body was trembling slightly from the sheer visual pressure radiating from the blade. As a high-ranking commander of the Western Elite Spatial Vanguard, she had seen legendary artifacts stored in the government’s deepest vaults. But nothing— absolutely nothing —possessed a conceptual law trait that could literally slice through the fabric of space itself.

"A weapon that cuts through space parameters..." Elena whispered, her voice cracking as her trust metric stabilized at a permanent, fanatical 90%. "Min-jae... with that blade, an entire aircraft carrier fleet’s physical hull armor is nothing more than cheap wet paper."

"It always was," Min-jae replied calmly, his voice a low, smooth baritone as he casually rested the glowing obsidian-silver blade against his shoulder. He turned his deadpan obsidian eyes toward his five gorgeous, highly evolved team members, who were all standing in a precise, lethal vanguard formation. "Elena, drop the spatial coordinates of the Western Pacific Fleet flagship. The High Admirals have been waiting long enough for their response."

"Locking telemetry parameters now!" Elena nodded frantically, her fingers buzzing with volatile purple static as she pressed her palm flat against the master command console. Her S-Rank talent Void-Anchor Distortion perfectly synchronized with the tower’s SSS-Rank core, tracing the exact global military signature seventy miles out in the open sea.

"Primary Target Locked: Flagship Carrier ’Uss Liberty Titan’. Spatial anchor fully deployed," Ye-rin reported coolly, her steel-gray eyes flashing with intense tactical focus.

"I’ll handle the bridge guard detachment," Yoo Ji-a purred, her Void-Valkyrie’s Crescent Fang hissing with light-devouring twilight lightning. Her violet eyes flashed with an addictive, bloodthirsty battle-hunger.

Lady Crimson glided seamlessly back into Min-jae’s shadow, her twin obsidian daggers humming with absolute execution parameters. "The command structure will be dismantled before they can even reach for their emergency sirens, Monarch."

Han Seo-yoon stood tall on his right, her voluptuous frame tightening against her dark silver combat gear as she gripped the Stellar Void Annihilator, her sapphire eyes glowing with predatory joy. "Long-range suppression is ready. No one leaves the deck alive."

Min-jae raised his left hand from his cargo pocket, a massive, swirling vortex of purple spatial mana expanding around his palm with volatile friction. The newly unsealed Sub-Divine blade on his shoulder cast an ominous golden glow across his handsome, unbothered face.

"Let’s go," Min-jae commanded, his voice vibrating with absolute, unyielding dominance. "Spatial Void Phase."

Space across the entire penthouse completely fractured like brittle glass. In a fraction of a millisecond, the air imploned, and Min-jae along with his five flawless queens vanished from the Iron Citadel, launching a direct, unannounced execution run straight onto the bridge of the international superpower’s pride fleet.